Chapter 64 - Sun Mo, First Level of Blood-ignition, Please Guide Me! (1/2)

Ding!

“Mission issued. Please gain victory for the bet between you and Feng Zewen. Reward: 1x silver treasure chest!”

Upon seeing such a good reward, Sun Mo knew that it would be more difficult to win against Feng Zewen.

Ding!

“Mission issued. During the first public lecture, do your best to win against Gu Xiuxun, Gao Ben, and Zhang Lan. The more people you win, the better the reward will be.”

“So, it is either you don’t give a mission or you give three at one go, huh?”

Sun Mo mocked.

“If you are not confident, I can take back the third mission.”

This mission was a floating one. If Sun Mo couldn’t even win against one of the new teachers, there wouldn’t be any rewards.

“No need, what’s the point of life if there are no challenges?” Sun Mo laughed lightly. “Just clean the treasure chests properly and wait for me to claim them!”

“Alright then! I’ve said all that’s needed to be said. We are filled with anticipation for your performances three days later. Headmaster An, and Vice-Headmaster Zhang, do you guys have anything else to add?” Feng Zewen asked.

“Perform well and show us why you guys are elites. Alright, let the meeting disperse!”

After Zhang Hanfu finished speaking, he directly announced the meeting was over. He basically didn’t want to give An Xinhui any chance to speak.

Gao Ben stood up, Zhang Lan hesitated, while Gu Xiuxun remained seated. All of them turned their gaze onto An Xinhui. As for Sun Mo, he directly stood up and left from the backdoor.

The school leaders all saw this scene clearly. They had heard about Gu Xiuxun’s feeling of worship for An Xinhui. Now, it seemed that it was true. As for Zhang Lan, she was clearly neutral. Only Sun Mo’s reactions astonished everyone. By logic, he should have remained seated and waited for An Xinhui.

However, Sun Mo naturally wouldn’t care much about An Xinhui.

Although he melded with the original self’s memories and feelings and would feel his heart stir when he saw An Xinhui, he knew that this wasn’t his true feelings.

There were two reasons why Sun Mo stayed in the Central Province Academy.

Firstly, it was because of prudence. He had just arrived in this new world and wasn’t familiar with the basic laws and rules of society yet. What would happen if he accidentally let the cat out from the bag that he was from another world?

Flexing hard like some of the characters he read in novels? That wasn’t his Sun Mo’s style. Did they feel that they wouldn’t die fast enough? Sun Mo’s style was to slowly grow in a familiar environment before extending his feelers out to probe the world.

If he didn’t want others to discover something off about him, this should be the most correct method. He had to quickly get familiar with this world and truly integrate with it.

Secondly, it was to complete the mission the system had issued and help the Central Province Academy rise.

Sun Mo wanted to get the reward and return to his original world.

It was one thing that he had no AV films to watch or games he could play, but he felt like dying when he thought of his expensive new computer that was waiting for him in his world. How could he endure this?

As for his family, Sun Mo didn’t dare to think about them. He was afraid he might cry.

Naturally, Sun Mo also felt some anger. Everyone kept calling him the ‘soft-rice guy’ and shot looks of contempt at him while disdaining him privately as well.

Given Sun Mo’s personality, it would be a wonder if he could endure it.

Sun Mo wouldn’t rebut it using words, but he would use practical actions to shut these people up. He wanted to make them envy him even more.

In that case, what should he do?

Naturally, he had to do his best and become a great teacher as quickly as possible. He had to become the number one great teacher in Jinling!

Sun Mo had the confidence due to him possessing the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art, Divine Sight, and Immemorial Vairocana.

After leaving the classroom, Sun Mo was prepared to look for Lu Zhiruo to pat the papaya girl’s head. It was to raise his luck before opening the treasure chest, which he had obtained as a reward from improving the prestige connection between him and Li Gong to the friendly level.

After he walked a few steps, a male intern teacher stopped him.

“Sun Mo, I’ve long since admired your name. I wish to seek guidance from you!”

Zeng Jun spoke while looking straight at Sun Mo. Although his words were humble, his expression was filled with provocation.

At this moment, there were thirty other intern teachers milling around in the corridor. Some of them were here because they wanted the school leaders to remember their faces, while others had the same thoughts as Zeng Jun. They wanted to use Sun Mo as a stepping stone to climb up.

“Damn, the opportunity was snatched.”

An ugly-looking intern teacher felt depressed. Earlier, during the meeting, Sun Mo publicly angered Zhang Hanfu, and the latter would surely be extremely offended by it.

If one could use this opportunity to spar against Sun Mo and teach him a lesson by beating him up, that person would surely obtain a favorable impression of Zhang Hanfu.

These intern teachers had ordinary capabilities. If they wanted to get a slot through normal competition, it would be somewhat difficult. Hence, they began to think of some other devious means.

Zhang Hanfu walked out. Upon hearing this, he cast a glance at Feng Zewen who was standing behind him.

“Me again?”

Feng Zewen was very unhappy. (Stop asking me to do such things alright? I feel like a servant now.) But even so, he still spoke out.

“How about competing in a sparring match? We can admire Teacher Sun’s glory better in this manner,” Feng Zewen spoke.

Upon hearing this and seeing Zhang Hanfu’s attention, Zeng Jun felt even more emboldened. His tone was no longer respectful. “Teacher Sun, please guide me!”

An Xinhui and a group of people just came out and coincidentally saw this scene.

For a time, the gazes of everyone in the corridor turned to Sun Mo.

Sun Mo stared at Zeng Jun as he activated Divine Sight.

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Zeng Jun, 21 years old. Someone at the second level of the blood-ignition realm.

Strength 22, ordinary standard.

Intellect 23, below average to ordinary standard.

Agility 22, ordinary standard.

Will 20, unable to suffer much hardship. He depended on his innate talent to achieve his current accomplishments, but he is destined not to achieve anything much in the future.

Endurance 27, young and fit, able to last seven times per night.

Potential: above average

Note: A fellow who is always thinking of taking shortcuts. There’s no need to attach any value to him, f*** him!

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“System, there’s no need to belittle people so much, right? By evaluating him like this, I wouldn’t feel any satisfaction even if I won against him!”

Sun Mo was speechless. When he played games, the thing he hated most was to kill the cannon fodders.

“Please note that this is only the evaluation with regards to Zeng Jun’s talent. His true strength isn’t weak. If you judged his combat strength based on these stats, you would definitely be the one suffering a disadvantage.”

The system solemnly warned.

How inferior could a teacher with a potential value of above average be?

Above the body-refinement realm was the spirit-refinement realm. After opening up the 108 acupoints, they could then step into the blood-ignition realm.

In this realm, one’s blood would be ignited, and the flames would burn within one’s body, cleansing it of impurities. Ultimately, one would end up shedding their old mortal body and bones, gain divine strength, and eventually step into the divine force realm.

There were seven levels in the blood-ignition realm. Cultivators had to ignite their blood seven times and each time, they would undergo a qualitative transformation.

“Understood!”