The next day.
Lin Fan awoke from his cultivation and immediately opened his data panel, scanning it carefully.
Not bad, very nice indeed.
The experience for “Formless Heaven Devouring Demon Art” had increased by nearly thirty thousand, and “Hidden Breath Technique” had even reached a terrifying twelfth layer.
Based on the experience gained from “Monkey Steals the Peach,” Lin Fan estimated that the transformation for “Hidden Breath Technique” would occur around the twentieth layer.
To advance “Hidden Breath Technique” from only the third layer to the twelfth in a single night—was there anyone who could rival him?
In a cheerful mood, Lin Fan freshened up. Today, he would bestow upon his students the blessing of his profoundly caring empowerment.
As Lin Fan walked toward the classroom, he noticed some teachers and students discussing yesterday’s events. His heart leaped with joy, and he casually edged closer, eager to hear what people were saying about him.
“This new teacher of Class D certainly has ability. He made Liu Qingfeng and the other three lose face so badly. He’s truly impressive.”
Hearing this, Lin Fan’s heart swelled with delight. “Of course there are people praising me!” But as he continued listening, he suddenly realized the conversation had taken an unexpected turn.
“This new teacher really doesn’t know how to act. Making Liu Qingfeng and the others apologize in front of students—what kind of situation is that? How can they hold their heads high in front of students again?”
“Ah, someone capable enough to defeat Liu Qingfeng and the others should be teaching in Class B. With that level of strength, he’d easily be a standout teacher there.”
“You guys don’t understand, do you? Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Class B is filled with hidden dragons and tigers. Liu Qingfeng and the others are only average there. If he went to Class B, he wouldn’t stand out like he does in Class D.”
“That does make sense. I didn’t realize this person was so calculating.”
“Everyone should probably avoid getting involved with him. Liu Qingfeng has a good reputation in Class B. I heard the Thirteenth Prince of the Imperial Court is quite close with him.”
…
At this moment, Lin Fan felt like they were portraying him as some scheming guy. How could he allow such a misunderstanding?
“Everyone, I think your analysis is all wrong,” Lin Fan suddenly chimed in, pretending to be just another curious bystander.
“Oh? Do you know something we don’t?” the curious crowd asked.
Lin Fan’s eyes sparkled as he launched into a dramatic tale. “This story really starts yesterday. I was just wandering around campus when I noticed someone standing by the lotus pond, talking to himself. I thought to myself, ‘Is this person about to jump into the river or something?’ So I quietly hid nearby and eavesdropped.”
“You won’t believe what I heard when he spoke his first words. He said, ‘Teaching students in Class D isn’t about fame or fortune. It’s about doing my small part to guide these lost souls back to the right path.'”
“Just imagine—these students in Class D, constantly mocked and excluded by the academy. Their hearts must be twisted. What could they possibly do after graduation?”
“They usually end up as bandits or petty thieves,” one passerby frowned.
“Exactly! Without proper guidance, they’d surely go down the wrong path. Think about it—this teacher defeated Liu Qingfeng and the others, so his strength must be formidable. If he went to Class B, he’d surely be a celebrated instructor. Yet he humbly chose Class D, enduring discrimination from other teachers. What a noble heart! Don’t you agree?” Lin Fan spoke sincerely, making it sound so convincing that even he almost believed it himself.
The crowd, swayed by Lin Fan’s words, began to feel ashamed of their earlier gossip.
“That makes sense. This new teacher truly has a broad heart.”
“Shame on us. Here we were badmouthing someone with such integrity.”
“Thank you, sir. Without your words, we might have misunderstood this teacher.”
Seeing that they had changed their minds, Lin Fan smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand. “It’s nothing. A just and selfless person like him deserves the truth. If you really want to make amends, spread the word. It’s a good deed.”
“We will, we will. This kind of truth must not be distorted. We’ll definitely tell others about this,” the group replied earnestly.
“I have somewhere else to be. I’ll take my leave first,” Lin Fan said cheerfully, bowing slightly before departing.
After all, how could such a noble act be misrepresented? That would only tarnish his reputation.
…
Humming a cheerful tune, Lin Fan arrived at his classroom, only to find the thirteen students all busily engaged in their own affairs, completely ignoring him.
This slightly furrowed his brow. Since when had his students stopped respecting their teacher?
“Cough, cough…” Lin Fan pretended to clear his throat.
The sound startled the students. When they saw the figure on the podium was their teacher, all thirteen immediately stood up respectfully and greeted him in unison.
“Good morning, teacher.”
“Hmph. Sit down,” Lin Fan nodded. “What were you all doing? I’ve been here for a while, and none of you noticed?”
“Ah, teacher, when did you come in? I was just looking at the door and wondering why you hadn’t arrived yet,” Liu Shuishui, the only girl in the class, said innocently.
“Yeah, teacher, we really didn’t see you come in,” Cao Tianjiao also felt puzzled.
The other students chimed in with similar sentiments.
Lin Fan was puzzled. How could he, a living, breathing person, walk in through the door and stand on the podium without anyone noticing? Could they all be nearsighted?
Then suddenly, he remembered—he was still in auto-training mode. His “Hidden Breath Technique” had been continuously leveling up.
It must be because of the “Hidden Breath Technique” that the students hadn’t noticed him.
Understanding the situation, Lin Fan smiled slightly. “Well then, as the saying goes, the plan for the day starts in the morning. Today, I’ll empower you all with my special technique.”
“Teacher, what’s empowerment?” Zhu You tilted his head in confusion.
“Hmm, empowerment is my unique cultivation method. It’s hard to explain, but once you experience it, you’ll understand. Alright, Zhu You, you’ll go first as an example,” Lin Fan lazily said, waving his hand.
“Teacher, my name is Zhu Di, not Zhu You!” Zhu You protested, feeling wronged. The name change had indeed been unfortunate.
“Hmph.” Lin Fan frowned, staring at Zhu You as if to say, “You dare to argue with your teacher?”
Zhu You quickly backed down. “Okay, teacher. I’m sorry.”
“Hmph.” Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction. A teachable student indeed.
…
This time, Lin Fan had decided to empower them with the “Titanium Grade Demon Body.”
This body cultivation technique, when practiced to the third layer, was already quite formidable—ordinary blades could not harm it. By the sixth layer, it would undergo a qualitative leap, making it nearly impervious to damage from opponents of the same cultivation level.
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