Chapter 1108 - Who Else?

Wan Kangcheng stood by the window and stared at the teaching building, basking under the light of the setting sun.

(I wonder how’s the effect of Sun Mo’s lectures?)

Although he was unhappy with Sun Mo, he was very cautious and had sent his female assistant to the lecture so he could collect first-hand information.

Boom! Boom!

The sounds of knocking rang out on his office door.

Wan Kangcheng shouted for the person to enter and then saw Zhou Zerui and Xie Enhui pushing the door open.

“Why are your expressions so solemn?”

Wan Kangcheng was astonished. “Did something happen to Sun Mo?”

“Nothing happened to him, but something is about to happen to our school.”

Zhou Zerui directly sat down and earnestly spoke, “Old Wan, an opportunity that’s rare even in 100 years for our Black-White Academy is before our very eyes. You must not miss out on it!”

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“What opportunity?”

Wan Kangcheng had an astonished look on his face.

“Sun Mo!” Zhou Zerui seriously spoke. “We have to poach him over, regardless of the price!”

Wan Kangcheng was unhappy and his tone was somewhat mocking.

“Ha, I’m afraid he will want the position of the vice headmaster. Should we give it to him then?”

“Give it!”

Zhou Zerui didn’t hesitate at all.

Wan Kangcheng’s brows furrowed. He then looked at Xie Enhui. “Do you feel the same way as well?”

“It’s too much of an exaggeration to give him the post of vice headmaster now. But there shouldn’t be a problem ten years from now.”

Xie Enhui’s evaluation of Sun Mo was relatively high.

“With him present, the standard of the study of spirit runes in our school will be at the peak of the Nine Provinces!”

“Tell me what exactly did Sun Mo lecture on?”

Wan Kangcheng grew excited. One must know that these two were 7-stars great teachers who had very deep knowledge, and they wouldn’t easily be impressed by others. Yet right now, their attitudes were as though they had become brain-dead fans.

Zhou Zerui immediately started to describe what had happened.

The more Wan Kangcheng listened, the heavier his expression grew. He finally couldn’t bear it anymore and interrupted.

“So exaggerated?”

Even if a 7-stars great teacher personally lectured, that teacher probably wouldn’t be able to cause such a commotion, right?

“Your assistant is there too. Wait for her to come back and you can verify what we said!”

Zhou Zerui sighed ruefully. “Those who went for the lecture participated in the cheering and applause. One must know that the number of great teachers there was above 400 people.”

A great teacher only used a single lecture to gain the approval of so many other great teachers. How terrifying was his teaching ability?

Xie Enhui wanted to say something more, but she was interrupted by a knock on the door. After that, a large group of great teachers rushed in.

“What are you all doing?”

Wan Kangcheng swept his gaze over while feeling puzzled in his heart. These people majored in the study of spirit runes.

“Headmaster, you should make a rule saying, students and great teachers who are not majoring in the study of spirit runes are not allowed to attend Sun Mo’s lectures!”

“Actually, you should ban all students.”

“Ah? Isn’t it a little too over the top to do this? Students should be able to listen, alright? In any case, there are enough seats, so why don’t we let them listen?”

The great teachers all spoke out respectively with different opinions.

“Wait a minute, what do you mean?”

Before Wang Kangcheng could express his opinion, Zhou Zerui already grew unhappy.

“Sun Mo’s spirit rune lecture contained an epoch-making meaning. It was filled with farsightedness. Allowing you guys to go and listen in is simply a waste!”

A great teacher spoke boldly in a just and forceful manner.

“Yeah, they even took up our seats!”

Many of the great teachers who failed to get a seat were now so angry that they had a toothache.

From their point of view, it would be a waste of resources for these people to listen to Sun Mo’s lecture. It was an act of blasphemy, and they all ought to be drowned in a wicker basket.

“Sun Mo’s lecture is the treasure of the entire Black-White Academy. Hence, why can’t the other students and teachers listen? If that’s the case, those in botany and the art of spiritual control shouldn’t be allowed to listen too.”

Zhou Zerui angrily denounced.

“That won’t do!”

Everyone immediately rejected it.

When Wan Kangcheng saw both parties quarreling, he felt a little astonished and regretful.

Was Sun Mo’s lecture really so outstanding?

(Sigh! I should have gone and listened too!)

“Everyone, listen to me. We great teachers should have great magnanimity. Forbidding others from listening to a lecture? Honestly speaking, if you guys are the students, would you be willing to accept it?”

Wan Kangcheng persuaded.

“If you really feel Sun Mo’s lecture is good, just head there earlier to book seats!”

“Headmaster, you have no idea…Forget it, you should just go there and take a look for yourself tomorrow!”

Everyone sighed.

Sun Mo’s lecture was so popular. They dared to guarantee that the competitiveness between listeners tomorrow would only be greater!

“Speaking of which, the students and teachers of our Black-White Academy seemed as though they had never seen the larger world before!”

Wan Kangcheng grumbled in his heart. He was preparing to head there tomorrow personally.

…

The next morning.

After eating breakfast, Wan Kangcheng entered the teaching building and was preparing to patrol before heading to #301. But the moment he arrived on the third floor, he was stunned.

Over half of the corridor was already filled to the brim.

“What’s going on?”

Wan Kangcheng asked.

His voice wasn’t loud, but because he used Profound Words, everyone heard him clearly.

“Headmaster!”

All the teachers and students bowed.

“What’s the matter here?”

Wan Kangcheng narrowed his eyes and discovered that everyone’s target was #301.

“We are waiting for seats!”

A student replied respectfully.

“What time is it?”

Wan Kangcheng was astonished.

There were too many high star-ranking great teachers in the Black-White Academy, so students often came earlier to secure seats. But the number of students would definitely not be as many as this.

Because if they couldn’t listen to a lecture by this great teacher, they could always go listen to another one. Besides, the particular great teacher wouldn’t merely give a single lecture. They would be giving lectures throughout the year.

“I was already here at 5 a.m.!”

A student felt extremely depressed and exposed to something. “Some people are just too scheming. They basically didn’t return to their dorms at night and simply slept in the classroom.”

“…”

Wan Kangcheng entered the classroom with a heavy look on his face.

He discovered that there were almost no students. They were all intern teachers, teaching assistants, and low star-ranking great teachers.

Wan Kangcheng almost wanted to curse!

(What the hell are you guys doing? Doesn’t our Black-White Academy want face? What do you guys mean by fawning so much on Sun Mo?)

Everyone felt a little embarrassed.

(We want to experience God Hands and get Sun Mo to resolve some difficult problems we face in cultivation. We even want him to tailor-make a cultivation plan for us.)

“F***, why are there so many people?”

Wan Kangcheng’s expression sank, and then he heard someone spouting vulgarity. He turned his head and was about to scold the person, but when he saw Zhang Chun, he immediately swallowed his words.

He was an 8-stars great teacher whose qualifications and seniority were even higher than his.

Back when Wan Kangcheng was a student in the Black-White Academy, Zhang Chun was already a great teacher. He was considered a Doyen-level character.

“Zhang-laoshi, why did you come as well?”

Wan Kangcheng hurriedly squeezed out a smile.

“I heard that Shi Sheng managed to break through to become a secondary saint thanks to Great Teacher Sun’s guidance, is that right?”

Zhang Chun’s voice sounded hurried. His words were like firecracker explosions and were extremely ear-piercing.

“That’s correct!”

Whenever he spoke of this, Wan Kangcheng would feel depressed.

(Wait a minute, does Zhang-laoshi mean…)

“Mn!”

Zhang Chun looked around and involuntarily shook his head.

“Zhang lao-shi, please sit here!”

“Teacher sit, you should sit!”

The nearby great teachers all stood up.

To them, Zhang Chun was their senior and also an 8-stars great teacher. They had to show respect for him.

“You guys sit, I can just stand!”

Zhang Chun didn’t want such a benefit.

“Teacher!”

Someone wanted to persuade him, but in the end, Zhang Chun grew unhappy.

“Shut up, stop being such a wussy.”

Bzz!

Profound Words erupted and those people nearby directly shut up.

The range was so small, but it didn’t mean that Zhang Chun’s proficiency with this great teacher halo wasn’t high enough. Rather, it showed that his control was too perfect.

It had reached the stage where he could control the range as he wished.

“Go, move another chair over!”

Wan Kangcheng instructed.

“There’s no need!”

Zhang Chun rejected. “Since I’m here to sit in, I should have the attitude of someone who does it. Doing anything else would mean disrespect to Great Teacher Sun.”

Wan Kangcheng’s kind intentions were treated as dogshit. He felt extremely sullen at being treated like a dog.

This Zhang Chun was extremely old-fashioned and inflexible.

Before the lecture started, everyone was originally in a discussion. But the moment Zhang Chun came, everyone felt pressure as great as a mountain and no one dared to speak anymore.

Moreover, it felt like their butts were on fire and they kept fidgeting.

This great teacher Zhang Chun had a tense face, and he was like a firecracker that could explode any time. Actually, there was a reason for this.

He was already very old and was 772 years old, close to the end of his lifespan. However, he was also once a genius that the Black-White Academy had placed its hopes on.

The Saint Realm was his goal, but now, he wasn’t even a secondary saint.

If he died now, he would have no face to meet his esteemed teacher down in the underworld.

Zhang Chun’s powerful aura caused this entire level to fall silent.

Although there were many people gathered here, no one dared to speak.

Wan Kangcheng was so depressed that he wanted to cough up blood.

Given his identity, it was very easy for him to find a seat. However, because Zhang Chun didn’t sit, he could only stand.

Leaving the classroom?

Wan Kangcheng thought of doing so, but it was unknown why he kept feeling a sense of unease!

(Ha! I’m just scaring myself. Sun Mo has helped Shi Sheng to become a secondary saint. He can’t possibly help Zhang Chun as well, right? If he can do so, I will become his chamber pot for three months.)

And in such a tense atmosphere, the bell rang.

Sun Mo punctually entered the classroom.

(What the hell? Why are these people so solemn?)

Sun Mo saw Wan Kangcheng. After that, his gaze landed on Zhang Chun.

Even without using Divine Sight, Sun Mo could tell that this fellow was a major character!

This was just his second lecture and a major character had appeared?

(Isn’t the Black-White Academy a little too lacking in prestige?)

Sun Mo didn’t know that Zhang Chun was reaching the end of his lifespan soon.

“Today, we will continue to talk about medical cultivation. I will give an actual example and do concrete analysis to teach everyone how to tailor-make a cultivation plan!”

After Sun Mo finished speaking, he smiled. “Is there anyone willing to be my ‘example’?”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A sea of arms shot up so quickly like they wanted to pierce the ceiling of the classroom.

Other than Wan Kangcheng and Zhang Chun, everyone else had raised their hands.

“This young lady then?”

Sun Mo chose a young girl named Feng Jia.

“His lecturing style is excellent!”

Wan Kangcheng praised greatly.

The main point was that Sun Mo was just too handsome. This added too many points for him.

Others would say that those who were good-looking were cute even if they messed up a little. But if it was someone ugly, they would definitely say that they messed things up on purpose.

For the entire twenty minutes, Sun Mo handled everything and helped Feng Jia to craft a targeted training plan in a clear and orderly manner.

In the end, he added another suggestion.

“Although it’s considered late for someone of your age to change to another cultivation art, I still hope you will do so because the Golden Sword Art is incompatible with your nature. If you continue, there will be a limit in terms of success. If you change it now, you will at most waste a few years at most. However, your future achievements will be higher.”

After Sun Mo finished speaking, his words gave rise to a round of discussion.

In the great teacher world, suggesting others to change their cultivation arts was a very risky thing to do.

Firstly, no one knew if the effect would be good after they changed to another cultivation art. This was especially so for someone like Feng Jia who had trained in the Golden Sword Art for 11 years. If she changed her cultivation art now, this meant that her years of effort would all be wasted.

Besides, even if the suggestion was correct, one would need at least a few years to obtain some achievements. During this period, the number of variables was simply too many. What if the effect was bad due to some other reasons? There would be no point in changing the original cultivation art then.

“Teacher Sun, is there a reason?”

Feng Jia had a heavy look on her face.

“Your body’s ability to erupt forth with strength is very strong. You are suitable for those ferocious and berserk-type cultivation arts. Yet, the Golden Sword Art is something that’s from the swift and nimble path, used to fight a long and protracted battle.”

Sun Mo explained.

To give an example, it was like this Feng Jia was suitable for the 100-meter race as her strengths allowed her to sprint all-out in a short burst. Yet, she purposely chose to participate in a marathon.

“You were able to achieve such a level with the Golden Sword Art because your talent is simply too good.”

Sun Mo encouraged. “You will do even better if you change your cultivation art to something ferocious and wild like the Raging Waves Thirteen Blades!”

Feng Jia frowned in contemplation.

“I understand!”

Sun Mo nodded to express his understanding. “Cultivation arts can not be strong, but they cannot not be cool.”

Haha!

Several people laughed.

Because this was something everyone preferred. When they selected a cultivation art, they would highly prefer to choose a cool-looking one as a priority, followed by the degree of might that could be produced.

“Many thanks, Teacher Sun, I’ve remembered it!”

Feng Jia thanked him.

“The Golden Sword Art basically has no way to unleash your body’s potential fully. If you don’t mind, can I give you a hand?”

Sun Mo suggested.

“I will have to thank Teacher Sun again then!”

Feng Jia was greatly joyful.

After that, Sun Mo used God Hands.

Five minutes later, Feng Jia started to achieve a breakthrough.

Zhang Chun’s eyes glowed with a brilliant light.

“Many thanks to Teacher Sun!”

Feng Jia originally didn’t wish to change to another cultivation art, but right now, she decided to give it a try.

Ding!

Favorable impression points from Feng Jia +1,000. Respect (3,120/10,000).

“Next, it will be the question and answer segment. Whoever has a question can raise their hands.”

After Sun Mo finished speaking, a sea of arms shot up into the air.

Wan Kangcheng was also thoroughly convinced when he saw this scene.

Sun Mo was truly very confident in himself.

On-the-spot guidance was the most difficult.

Because if the student you were guiding couldn’t achieve an instantaneous effect, others might doubt your skill. But if Sun Mo acted, the other party would surely achieve a breakthrough.

Every time he was successful would make his fame shoot up by another level.

Time slowly flowed by and Wan Kangcheng simply watched. There were already three people who had achieved a breakthrough successfully.

Now, he was somewhat numb.

“Next!”

Sun Mo was very calm and composed.

Wan Kangcheng applauded with everyone else. After that, his gaze turned to Zhang Chun as he decided to ask a question.

“Teacher Sun, can you please check up on Zhang-laoshi’s situation?”

Swish~

Everyone fell silent and glanced over.

A thought flashed through the minds of many people. (Vice Headmaster Wan, isn’t it not too good for you to suppress Sun Mo like that? After all, he is still considered a junior.)

Wan Kangcheng was being misunderstood.

He didn’t have any intentions of making things difficult for Sun Mo. He knew that as an 8-stars great teacher, Zhang Chun would surely find it awkward to request something from a young man. Hence, he wanted to speak on Zhang Chun’s behalf.

(However, if Sun Mo could really resolve Zhang-laoshi’s problem, wouldn’t I be lifting a stone to smash my own feet?)

(No!)

(That can’t be possible!)

(I’m worrying too much. If Sun Mo can make Zhang Chun ascend to the secondary saint realm, even dead trees can bloom with flowers!)

(Wait a minute, this comparison doesn’t seem to be too good?)

Sun Mo seemed to have achieved a miraculous performance of bringing spring to withered trees before.