Lin Fan never expected that in the blink of an eye, his secondary profession had advanced so suddenly to the level of a Virtuous Master, catching everyone completely off guard.
“Today’s class ends here. I hope that when I come back to the classroom this afternoon, every single one of you will be present—no exceptions.” Now that he was a Virtuous Master, he naturally needed to maintain authority. After all, the saying goes, “Strict teachers produce outstanding students”—there was indeed some truth to that.
“Yes, Master.”
“Master, please take care on your way…”
Feeling the admiration and respect radiating from his students, Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction. Indeed, motivational speeches were timeless elixirs for the soul. Just one bowl of that spiritual soup could reinvigorate someone even after suffering a crushing blow, making them feel as energized as if they had received a powerful injection.
Though he used the identity of a teacher to conceal himself, now that he had the abilities of a Virtuous Master, Lin Fan no longer minded cultivating a few excellent disciples.
These students, considered talentless and worthless by others, would likely have amounted to nothing without the guidance of a brilliant and radiant Virtuous Master to lead them.
After leaving the classroom, Lin Fan decided to study his newly advanced secondary profession more thoroughly.
Just this brief examination revealed that being a Secondary Profession Mentor was far more complicated than he had initially imagined—it wasn’t nearly as simple as he had thought.
…
After respectfully watching their teacher leave, the thirteen students exchanged glances, clenched their fists, and placed them over their hearts.
“Starting today, I will change my life—I refuse to be a waste anymore!”
“That’s right! Don’t mock young men for their poverty. I’m going to the Class Bing right now to show that guy not to underestimate me!”
“Let’s go!”
With that, the group of students—now thoroughly inspired by Lin Fan—seemed possessed by divine power, vowing to confront those who had once humiliated them.
“Don’t mock young men for their poverty…”
After the Secondary Profession Mentor advanced to the level of a Virtuous Master, several powerful abilities were unlocked.
**Empowerment:** The master can bestow one of their learned skills upon a disciple. The disciple will gain initial mastery, and the maximum level of the technique can be raised by three tiers beyond its original limit.
**Wisdom Enhancement:** Through storytelling and gentle guidance, the master can enhance the disciple’s悟性 (comprehension and talent).
**Encouragement of the Master:** When a disciple reports their achievements to their master and seeks recognition, a gentle pat on the head from the master can enhance the disciple’s innate potential. (A Virtuous Master can elevate a disciple’s talent to the level of a genius.)
Looking at these three abilities, Lin Fan felt they were incredibly overpowered.
Especially the last two—enhancing enlightenment and boosting innate talent—these were truly heaven-defying abilities. A person’s natural talent was determined at birth, destined by Heaven itself.
Unless one could obtain the Saint-level pill known as the “Supreme Pill,” which could alter one’s innate talent, there was no other way to change it.
Lin Fan had studied talent classifications before: Mediocrity, Genius, Extraordinary Genius, and Immortal Genius.
He had heard these classifications from his senior brothers. Now, as a Virtuous Master, he could elevate his disciples’ talent to the Genius level.
As for his current thirteen students, none had even reached the Foundation Building stage at their age—an extremely rare shortcoming. They were clearly not just “mediocres.”
If there were another classification below that, they might even be considered fools.
At Tianfu Academy, classes were divided into Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding levels, each containing hundreds or even thousands of classes. Students in the Ding classes were generally seen as discarded talents. The academy had minimal entry requirements—anyone of the appropriate age could enroll.
Considering the population base of the Yan Empire, if everyone enrolled, Tianfu Academy wouldn’t be able to handle it. Many children with poor talent simply gave up on the martial path and instead pursued trades or scholarly studies, hoping to eventually attain a minor government post through luck.
After thoroughly understanding the three abilities of the Virtuous Master, Lin Fan felt confident in his next steps.
The Empowerment ability was quite useful. For example, if he used it to bestow the “Titan-grade Demon Body” technique, his students could advance from the original limit of three layers to six layers. For ordinary people, that was already an extraordinary achievement.
Of course, Lin Fan himself was an exception.
Soon after, Lin Fan arrived at the Tianfu Academy staff cafeteria. This dining hall was reserved for teachers, though some students were also present—those who paid for accommodation or had special permission.
Lin Fan observed the surroundings. There were teachers and students alike.
The students present looked impressive, wearing the uniforms of the Jia class, clearly worlds apart from the students he taught.
Foundation Building Stage One.
Foundation Building Stage Two…
Lin Fan scanned the room. Most were at the Foundation Building stage—considered exceptionally talented within the academy. However, compared to the Saint and Demon Sects, they were still far behind.
He wondered if there were hidden experts among them who hadn’t revealed themselves.
As Lin Fan was observing, a man sitting beside him looked at him curiously and asked, “Are you the new teacher?”
“Yes,” Lin Fan replied with a smile.
Foundation Building Stage Five.
His cultivation was decent, but still just average.
“No wonder I haven’t seen you before. I’m Liu Qingfeng, teacher of Class Yi-3,” the man said with a smile.
“Teacher of Class Ding-1, Lin Fan,” Lin Fan replied.
When Lin Fan mentioned Class Ding-1, Liu Qingfeng’s expression changed slightly. A hint of disdain flickered across his face, and his previously warm demeanor cooled instantly.
Lin Fan shook his head and didn’t dwell on it. He had no interest in someone at Foundation Building Stage Five.
His “Indestructible Demon Body” was already at level two. A Stage Five opponent wouldn’t grant him much experience.
He wasn’t in the mood to bother.
However, even a Buddha had his limits. As a noble and respected teacher, Lin Fan had his pride too.
Liu Qingfeng and a few other teachers continued chatting, completely ignoring Lin Fan’s presence, and began criticizing the Ding class students.
“The students in the Ding class—what were they thinking? They’re all mediocres with no future in martial arts.”
“Worst of the worst. Hundreds of classes, and even a few teachers among them.”
“Those can’t even be called teachers—they’re just mortals. The worst student in my class is already at Foundation Building Stage One. There’s no comparison at all.”
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Lin Fan continued eating, but for some reason, those words felt particularly grating.
If it weren’t for the fact that his “Monkey Steals Peach” technique had advanced and might bring calamity upon himself, he would have loved to give each of them a taste of it. Now, these people were flaunting their superiority right in front of him, which annoyed Lin Fan.
Back at the Saint and Demon Sect, even outer disciples weren’t looked down upon. Yet here at Tianfu Academy, there was such blatant discrimination.
From this, Lin Fan could already tell—Tianfu Academy had no hope of surpassing those great sects.
With teachers like these who judged others by status, how could they ever compare to him?
Their professional ethics were worlds apart—truly like comparing heaven and earth.
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