Sun Mo subconsciously glanced toward the door of the training room.
Although Xianyu Wei was hiding, her body was too fat and a part of her body was still exposed from the door frame.
"Teacher!"
Xianyu Wei shouted loudly and rushed over. She then knelt down with a thud.
Sun Mo felt that the floor was going to shatter.
"I'll never forget teacher's kindness in nurturing me."
Xianyu Wei kowtowed. The loud thuds were very real.
"Aren't you afraid that we're lying to you?"
Sun Mo teased. (You're so gullible. You'll suffer a lot in the future.)
"Lying to me?"
Xianyu Wei was astonished. After that, she shook her head. "That won't happen. I can sense that even if this cultivation art isn't saint-tier, it's still many times stronger than my north bank blade art. You're willing to impart this cultivation art to me. This is already a great kindness."
Speaking until here, Xianyu Wei also made a decision. "Teacher, please accept me as your disciple!"
"Xianyu, the cultivation art I'm imparting to you is called the Dharma Skyshock Fist. It's a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art."
Sun Mo looked into the eyes of this 100 kg girl and spoke in a sincere tone, "I'm doing this because I value your aptitude and hope that you can become a talent in the future. Secondly, I hope that this cultivation art can shine brightly on the continent and display its value."
"Dharma Skyshock Fist..."
Xianyu Wei mumbled this name. Other than feeling shocked in her heart, she listened to Sun Mo's teachings even more seriously.
"As long as you can live this life meaningfully, there's no difference to me whether you take me as your master or not."
Sun Mo wasn't the kind of person who would seek repayment for kindness. "I hope that one day, you'll be willing to learn from me because you admire my talent and not because I've imparted you a peak-grade cultivation art.
"Xianyu, don't let down this cultivation art. Don't let down your talent either."
Bzz!
Priceless Advice was activated.
Because these were Sun Mo's heartfelt words. He longed to see Xianyu Wei display her talent and have a magnificent life.
Golden light splattered on her body, causing Xianyu Wei to feel warmth.
"Teacher..."
Xianyu Wei was completely stunned by Sun Mo's words.
The appearance of Priceless Advice meant that Sun Mo didn't lie. How noble was his teacher's ethics?
As long as a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art was used well, it could allow one's tribe to flourish for a hundred or even a thousand years. One could say that what Sun Mo was doing now was changing his life.
However, he didn't want anything.
Are you stupid?
How foolish!
Even Xian Yu Wei knew that if a sheep was exchanged for an iron pot or a brick of tea, her father would beat her to death …
But for some reason, Xianyu Wei felt agitated and felt that Sun Mo was the most glorious person in the world.
How was her teacher, Song Enmin?
Honestly speaking, although Sun Mo had given up on him, he had also guided him diligently. However, when compared to Sun Mo, it was like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.
"Teacher, this disciple is untalented and would like to learn from you."
Xian Yu Wei kowtowed again.
Earlier, she had done so out of gratitude. But this time around, she was convinced by Sun Mo's character.
"There's no rush. You can make your decision after three months!"
Sun Mo smiled and helped Xian Yu Wei up. "If you want to repay my kindness, then get into the top three of your year in the Autumn Hunting Ceremony."
"Teacher, just wait and see!"
Xian Yu Wei had already decided. (If I don't get first place, I'll hang myself in the dorm until I die.)
Mei Ziyu stood at the side and silently looked at Sun Mo. Her eyes were filled with worship.
Although he was only a 2-star great teacher, his spirit and thoughts already had the demeanor of a secondary saint.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Mei Ziyu + 500. Respect (8,190/10000).
"Continue to practice your fist techniques!"
Sun Mo instructed.
"Being able to become friends with you is the fortune of three lifetimes."
Mei Ziyu sighed softly.
"Me too."
Sun Mo actually liked this classic beauty with long black hair very much.
Two hours later, the three of them ended their cultivation.
When Sun Mo returned the key to the training room, the auntie stared at Xian Yu Wei and kept on surveying her.
Why did this girl feel that she had slimmed down a lot?
"Xian Yu, don't tell others about me giving you a massage."
Sun Mo warned.
"Mn!"
Xian Yu Wei nodded obediently. It was just that with her current physique, she didn't appear cute when she did this. On the contrary, she looked like a clumsy black bear.
...
Arishan looked at the roasted lamb leg on the plate. It was golden and crispy with oil dripping down. This was his favorite food.
But at this moment, he didn't have any appetite at all.
There was no solution to it. During these two days, the number of people attending his lessons had plummeted. Today, it had even decreased by half. Who could endure this?
To a great teacher, the number of people attending their lessons was the most direct proof of their teaching capabilities.
"Is there a problem somewhere?"
Arishan analyzed. "Is it because I've been researching too much on new spirit runes recently and only talked about teaching plans during lessons?"
"Great Teacher Arishan, after you finish your meal, please go to the vice-headmaster's office. Headmaster Murong is looking for you."
The assistant reported.
"Got it, help me handle it."
Arishan answered. He didn't eat anymore and directly stood up to leave.
15 minutes later, someone knocked on the door of the vice-headmaster's office.
"Come in!"
Murong Ye saw Arishan and smiled. He brewed a cup of tea for him. "It's been a long time since we gathered together. How's your research on new spirit runes going? "
"The progress is slow."
Arishan shook his head.
"You should spend more time on it. If a new spirit rune is born, you'll be able to obtain the title of 'grandmaster'."
Murong Ye encouraged.
"Grandmaster?"
Arishan smiled bitterly. "How difficult is it?"
"Therefore, I have to spend more time and effort."
Murong Ye emphasized the word 'time' a little bit.
Arishan was a 5-star great teacher and had been in the great teacher world before. He soon understood the hidden meaning in Murong Ye's words. "You mean..."
"You're too tired. Why don't you teach a few fewer students?"
Murong Ye drank his tea.
Arishan abruptly stood up with an agitated expression. "You want me to give up the lecture theater?"
"Not give up, I just want to rest for a while."
Murong Ye's tone was tactful.
Arishan really wanted to greet Murong Ye's mother, but after thinking of her star rank and the title of vice-headmaster, Arishan endured it.
Murong Ye didn't rush him because he knew that Arishan would compromise.
As expected, a few minutes later, Arishan sat down on the sofa with a dispirited expression. He asked with an ashen face, "Who is it?"
"Is there a need to know?"
Murong Ye frowned.
"Yes!"
Arishan wanted to know who he had been defeated by.
He, or rather, many great teachers had experienced such things before.
There was a limit to the number of lecture theaters in a school. Hence, whoever taught well and had the highest number of students would be able to use the lecture theater.
Back then, Arishan had also climbed up by stepping on others.
"It's Sun Mo."
Murong Ye couldn't be bothered with Arishan's pride. Moreover, this matter might even become a form of motivation.
"Who is this?"
Arishan was astonished. It wasn't one of the few competitors he knew.
"An intern teacher. However, I'll send him a generous contract within a week."
Murong Ye hadn't made a move yet because he didn't know how great a price he should pay. After all, it was too difficult to headhunt a quasi-ancestor-level adept. Moreover, Sun Mo was the fiancé of the Central Province Academy's vice-headmaster and headmaster.
Arishan didn't even hear the latter half of the sentence. The word 'intern teacher' caused him to be enraged.
"What did you say?"
(I was defeated by an intern teacher?)
(How preposterous.)
(Is my 5-star quasi-grandmaster spirit rune a fake?)
"How many stars does that fellow have?"
Arishan asked.
"2-star, but he'll be 3-star soon."
Murong Ye was very calm.
Bang!
Arishan smashed his teacup onto the ground. "Are you humiliating me? The effect of my teaching recently isn't good, but it hasn't reached the stage where I'll be fired, right? "
From Arishan's point of view, Murong Ye was chasing him away. After all, any great teacher with face would take the initiative to resign if they were to give up their classroom to an intern teacher.
"You've misunderstood!"
Murong Ye was calm. "There's no point in saying so much. You can go and listen to Great Teacher Sun's lecture tomorrow. Oh right, he also teaches spirit runes."
"Even if you don't say it, I'll go as well."
Arishan slammed the door and left.
(Not only do I want to listen, but I also want to ask him questions, causing him to lose a lot of face.)
Murong Ye looked at the swaying door and continued to drink his tea. He wanted to take this chance to test Sun Mo's standard.
...
Arishan was so angry that he didn't sleep the entire night. He didn't even eat breakfast. It was only 7 am, but he already rushed to the teaching building impatiently.
Very soon, he stood in front of the familiar classroom 302.
(I was once the owner of this place. But now, I'm just an abandoned miscellaneous fish.)
Arishan felt angry and entered the classroom. Just when he was about to find a seat, he was stunned.
This was because the lecture hall, which could hold 500 people, was already full.
"Damn, what the hell?"
Arishan was dumbfounded. Was this a lecture by an intern teacher?
He was clearly a grandmaster, right?
Arishan took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. There was still half an hour before 8 am, but the seats were already fully occupied.
Even when he was teaching, he didn't have such a strong rallying power!
"Why did they change classrooms?"
"Teacher Sun's lecture is so good. How blind are the school leaders to not change classrooms for him?"
"Damn, there are no seats even half an hour earlier?"
"I didn't even manage to get a seat an hour earlier. What did I say?"
Arishan couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance when he heard the students' conversation.
He suddenly recalled that Sun Mo's classroom had been changed at the last minute. Otherwise, there should be more students and the 500 seats would be filled even faster.
(Could this guy have three heads and six arms?)
Arishan suddenly discovered that there were over ten great teachers in the classroom.
(Are you guys also here to find trouble with Sun Mo?)
...
Wanyan Mei walked into the classroom and saw that Sun Mo's class had been moved to 302 on the blackboard. She frowned and turned to leave.
When she arrived at 302, she discovered that it was already overcrowded.
"Elder sister!"
Wanyan Zhenghe greeted when he saw his elder sister.
Wanyan Mei walked over with a cold gaze. "You guys can leave."
"Huh?"
Wanyan Zhenghe was stunned.
The underling at the side had a look of joy on his face. "Princess, are you going to personally make a move and ruin Sun Mo's reputation?"
Pak!
Wanyan Mei directly slapped him and berated, "Call him Teacher Sun!"
"Elder sister..."
Wanyan Zhenghe wanted to say, 'Are you crazy?'
"You're not allowed to find trouble with Teacher Sun in the future. Scram!"
Wanyan Mei urged impatiently.
"..."
Wanyan Zhenghe and his lackeys were stunned. (If I didn't remember wrongly, Elder Sister, you only listened to one lesson from him, right? Yet, you were conquered just like that?)
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