“Kai Guang: allowing students to feel the teacher’s truth, kindness, and beauty, cleansing the impurities of the soul, and truly liberating the loving hearts of the students.”
Lin Fan looked at the introduction of Kai Guang with a confused expression. It was so vague—who could understand what effect it actually had?
Still, Lin Fan figured it couldn’t be too bad, so he decided to give it a try first.
“Alright, my dear students, today I will perform Kai Guang for you again, freeing your souls and letting the light of your teacher accompany you from now on.” Lin Fan wasn’t exactly sure what Kai Guang was—he only knew that highly accomplished monks often performed it for lost young women, but he had never heard of teachers doing it for students.
“Teacher, what is Kai Guang?” Liu Shuishui asked with a puzzled look, not understanding what the teacher meant—it sounded profound.
Lin Fan smiled gently, his expression warm and loving as he beckoned, “Come here, Shuishui. Let me perform Kai Guang on you first.”
“Teacher, you’re so good to me.” Seeing the loving smile on her teacher’s face, Liu Shuishui happily nodded and ran in front of him, ready to be guided by the teacher.
“Ah, who let you be my favorite female student?”
…
In the afternoon.
In the morning, Lin Fan had vaguely performed Kai Guang on the students.
By the time he reached the last student, Lin Fan still hadn’t figured out exactly what Kai Guang was supposed to do. He just felt something strange—his own vitality and spirit seemed to have dispersed into their bodies.
This sensation left Lin Fan puzzled, but he shrugged it off. If he couldn’t understand Kai Guang, then so be it. With the three abilities he now possessed, it shouldn’t be hard for these students to surpass others in a short time.
As for these students, Lin Fan had adopted a laissez-faire approach. For now, cultivating the first three layers of the “Titanium-Level Demon Body” was their most important task.
Lin Fan wouldn’t be staying at the academy for much longer. After overhearing a conversation between the Yan Emperor and the Empress, he had to return to his sect to report the matter.
Though Holy Demon Sect had an ancient legacy, Lin Fan didn’t believe it could withstand an attack from multiple sects.
“Zang Tianhao, you useless trash, get lost from Han junior sister’s side early, or I’ll make you regret it.”
At this moment, as Lin Fan was about to leave Tianfu Academy, he heard a distant shout of anger. Initially, he paid no attention, but when he heard the name “Zang Tianhao,” he became slightly intrigued.
Wasn’t this the same group he had encountered in the forest?
Lin Fan knew they were at Tianfu Academy, but he hadn’t intended to seek them out. If they met again, it would be fate; deliberately searching for them would be meaningless, especially considering his current high level of danger.
Lin Fan approached the commotion and saw a young man arrogantly staring down at Zang Tianhao, who was on the ground.
Judging by his attire, the arrogant youth was a student from Class Jia.
“Xiao Ze, don’t push too hard. This is Tianfu Academy, and who I choose to be with is none of your business,” Han Mengmeng, dressed in green, looked fresh and elegant but was glaring angrily at the young man before her.
Xiao Ze flicked his sleeve dismissively, ignoring Han Mengmeng’s anger. “I might not have been able to control you before, but now that our families are arranging our marriage, you must think carefully about who you associate with. The honor of the Xiao and Han families cannot be tarnished by you.”
…
Lin Fan rolled his eyes from the side, finding the overly dramatic scene ridiculous and feeling somewhat helpless.
“Hmph, you lowly trash, Zang Tianhao, how dare you even look at my fiancée? Don’t you dare dream beyond your station. What, do you actually want to fight me?” Xiao Ze said disdainfully.
At this moment, Zang Tianhao gripped his heavy sword and stared at Xiao Ze defiantly. “Though my cultivation may not match yours, Xiao Ze, I will still challenge you today, even if it costs me my life.”
“Hmph, how dare a speck of dust dare to rival the sun and moon? If you dare, let’s go to the martial arena and sign a life-or-death agreement.” Xiao Ze said contemptuously.
“Zang Ge, don’t act recklessly, don’t fall for his trickery,” Han Mengmeng hurriedly tried to stop him.
Zang Tianhao shook his head. Today, even if it meant death, he wouldn’t retreat.
…
Lin Fan sighed, shaking his head. Zang Tianhao was indeed being impulsive—after all, he was still young. Challenging someone at the Sixth Heaven of Innate against his own Second Heaven cultivation level was reckless. Once he stepped onto the arena, he might not even know how he died.
Considering they had met before, if Lin Fan didn’t step in today, something bad might happen.
Lin Fan was a just person—he couldn’t stand idly by while witnessing such bullying.
“Cough, three students, I believe you should calm yourselves. This academy is a place for learning and cultivating martial arts, not for settling personal grudges,” Lin Fan coughed lightly, his expression stern and serious as he stepped forward with his hands behind his back.
At that moment, the authority of a teacher was fully displayed.
“Senior…” Zang Tianhao and Han Mengmeng both gasped in surprise upon seeing him. They hadn’t expected to see their senior here.
Previously, they had regarded him as a reclusive master, and it had already been a great blessing to travel together. Yet now, they never imagined encountering him again at the academy.
Lin Fan smiled slightly at the two before turning his gaze toward the proud Xiao Ze. “As a student from Class Jia, you should act as a senior brother—how can your heart be so narrow?”
“Who are you?” Xiao Ze retorted, clearly showing no respect toward Lin Fan.
“Teacher of Class Ding.” Lin Fan smiled faintly, unbothered by being from Class Ding.
But to others’ ears, this was an enormous joke.
The surrounding students snickered, thinking this teacher from Class Ding must have some mental issues.
Xiao Ze was a student from Class Jia—the highest martial arts class at Tianfu Academy. Not even teachers from Class Yi dared to act boldly in front of Xiao Ze, let alone a teacher from Class Ding.
They remembered clearly how a teacher from Class Yi had once offended Xiao Ze and was later publicly humiliated by him in the martial arena.
Indeed, upon hearing that Lin Fan was from Class Ding, Xiao Ze immediately scoffed, showing even more disdain. A mere teacher from Class Ding was no different from the trash in Class Ding.
“You, a mere waste from Class Ding, dare to lecture me? Get lost,” Xiao Ze coldly ordered.
Zang Tianhao and Han Mengmeng were stunned. Class Ding? How could their senior be a teacher from Class Ding? With their senior’s strength, even Class Jia would be more than suitable.
Indeed, their senior was their senior—truly beyond ordinary comprehension.
Seeing Xiao Ze’s arrogant and disrespectful expression, Lin Fan sighed in disappointment.
“Look, what is that?” Lin Fan pointed toward the entrance.
Everyone looked in confusion but saw nothing unusual.
Seeing that these eager students couldn’t see what he was pointing at, Lin Fan sighed again in disappointment.
“Actions speak louder than words,” Lin Fan said, pointing toward the engraved maxims on the stone tablets.
“You really won’t leave?” At this moment, Xiao Ze became furious. When had a teacher from Class Ding ever dared to lecture him like this?
Lin Fan sighed again. Such an incorrigible student was truly beyond help. But since he was a teacher, he had to set an example and correct him.
Lin Fan took one step forward. Xiao Ze was startled and took a few steps back, but Lin Fan ignored him and continued walking.
“Come, let’s go to the martial arena together,” Lin Fan said.
“Fine…” Xiao Ze sneered. If he wanted to show off, then he had only himself to blame.
“Senior…” Zang Tianhao and Han Mengmeng looked at their senior’s back, puzzled about his intentions.
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