“Teacher, will this empowerment hurt?” Zhu You swallowed hard, looking at Lin Fan with a timid expression.
“No pain at all, don’t worry. Teacher will be gentle with you. Soon, you’ll discover a qualitative change within yourself,” Lin Fan replied with a smile. Then, holding Zhu You’s chubby hand, he led him onto the stage.
Lin Fan recalled scenes from TV dramas where masters empowered others—they always had the recipient sit cross-legged while the master spread his fingers and placed his palm on the recipient’s head.
As a teacher, he couldn’t claim to be a master of anything else, but he still needed to maintain a certain air of dignity.
“Zhu You, sit cross-legged, focus your energy on your dantian—here I come,” Lin Fan shouted, spreading his fingers and placing his palm firmly on Zhu You’s head. He looked so convincing that the other students were stunned.
“Yes, teacher, I’m ready. Come on,” Zhu You said nervously, swallowing hard.
“Relax, don’t be so tense. I’ll be very gentle.”
“Okay.”
None of the students had ever seen anything like this before. They didn’t know exactly what “empowerment” meant. Seeing Zhu You sitting cross-legged with a nervous expression made them feel uneasy too.
But more than anything, they were curious—wondering what would happen next. All eyes were fixed on Zhu You, the first test subject.
“Ah, teacher, Zhu You threw up!” As they watched closely, they suddenly noticed Zhu You shaking his head violently, spitting out the food he had eaten for breakfast.
At that moment, Lin Fan, who was just about to begin the empowerment, was also taken aback. “Zhu You, what’s wrong with you?”
Lin Fan was speechless. He hadn’t even started the empowerment yet, so why was Zhu You already showing symptoms?
“Teacher, you were shaking my head back and forth, and I suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous. Teacher, is empowerment really supposed to feel this awful?” Zhu You thought the experience was unbearably painful.
Hearing this, Lin Fan rolled his eyes, feeling somewhat embarrassed. In the TV dramas, martial arts masters would violently shake the recipient’s head while empowering them, just to create a dramatic atmosphere. But why did it actually make Zhu You nauseous?
That’s not scientific—absolutely not scientific.
“Don’t worry, that’s normal. Just now, I was channeling my energy. Now I’m starting for real. Get ready.”
At this point, Lin Fan decided to skip the dramatic flair and just get on with the empowerment.
*Ding! Confirm empowerment of “Titanium Demon Body”?*
*Confirm.*
At that moment, Zhu You, who had felt nothing at all, suddenly changed expression. He felt the hand on his head become searingly hot, as if a stream of energy was flowing from Lin Fan’s palm into his brain.
The energy circled his mind once, then traveled downward, spreading throughout his limbs and every cell of his body.
*Ding! Empowerment successful.*
“Alright, how do you feel?” Lin Fan asked Zhu You.
The other students also stared at Zhu You, eager to know what had changed.
Zhu You blinked, looking around in confusion before shaking his head slightly. “Teacher, it feels like I suddenly have knowledge in my brain that I didn’t have before.”
“Good,” Lin Fan nodded. Suddenly, he threw a punch at Zhu You, shocking the other students around him. They were confused—why did the teacher suddenly attack?
“Well?” Lin Fan had controlled the strength of the punch. Now he wanted to test whether the “Titanium Demon Body” he had empowered them with had changed anything. In the Saint-Demon Sect, disciples had to cultivate the “Titanium Demon Body” on their own—never with external help.
Now Lin Fan wanted to see if this version was any different.
Zhu You, who had just been punched, suddenly showed a look of pleasure on his face. “Teacher, that punch you just threw felt really good! I can feel energy flowing inside me!”
“Ah, Zhu You, you actually felt pleasure after being punched by the teacher? Teacher, could Zhu You be in some kind of trouble?” Cao Tianjiao stared at Lin Fan, bewildered.
“No problem at all. That’s normal. Just now, I empowered Zhu You with a body cultivation technique. It’s quite unique—it doesn’t require self-cultivation. Instead, progress comes from being struck by others. Alright, no more explanations for now. Line up one by one. Teacher is going to empower each of you,” Lin Fan explained.
“Yes…” The students were thrilled. If this technique was really this powerful and could be learned so quickly, it was incredible.
They had tried cultivating before, but even the most basic techniques had eluded them. Other teachers had said it was due to low aptitude.
One by one, Lin Fan empowered the remaining twelve students.
“Alright, I’ve now empowered you all with this supreme body cultivation technique. From now on, cultivate diligently and don’t disgrace my reputation,” Lin Fan said, trying to appear pale and weak to leave a deeper impression on the students.
“Yes!” The thirteen students nodded solemnly. Seeing their teacher’s pale complexion, their hearts ached, and tears streamed down their faces. They believed the empowerment must have taken a toll on his body.
Though they weren’t well-informed, they had never heard of anyone forcibly transferring a cultivation technique to others. For their teacher to do so must have cost him dearly.
“Teacher, thank you for giving us a second life. A teacher for a day is a father for life. From now on, we thirteen will never disgrace your name,” Cao Tianjiao led the group as they knelt.
“Good. From now on, cultivate diligently and reach the ultimate mastery of this body cultivation technique,” Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction.
“Yes, teacher!” The thirteen students shouted in unison.
“Alright, class begins now.” Lin Fan planned to tell them the opening of some novels to improve their aptitude.
Of course, he would choose stories about underdogs rising to greatness—the classic “rags to riches” trope.
“Teacher, empowering us must have drained your essence. Why don’t you rest for a while?” Cao Tianjiao suggested.
Lin Fan smiled and waved his hand. “It’s fine. As a teacher, I must be dedicated to my work. Now I’m just going to tell you some stories to broaden your horizons. It will benefit you in the future. Just listen carefully.”
Seeing Lin Fan’s pale face yet still insisting on teaching, the thirteen students were moved to tears.
“It is said that in the Longyuan Province of the Great Li Dynasty, there was a first-rate aristocratic family known as the Fang Clan… The story I’m going to tell you begins with a slave from the Fang household…”
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