"I've remembered Teacher Sun's teachings."

Xiao Di decided to re-evaluate his behavior.

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Speaking of which, if all people in the Central Plains were like Sun Mo, he didn't mind having more of them in the Dragon Subduing Academy.

Pak! Pak! Pak!

Applause rang out from the surroundings.

"Teacher Sun is very outstanding!"

Duanmu Li felt immense admiration for Sun Mo.

Sun Mo's most impressive aspect wasn't his ability to kick his opponent's ass. Rather, it was using logic to convince others in a heartfelt manner.

One must know that conquering someone's will was more difficult than destroying their body.

"It's a standard operating procedure for him."

Mei Ziyu had been amazed so many times that she no longer found this to be strange.

She liked Sun Mo because he wasn't shallow. His victories would always be so 'heavy' and could be reminisced about for a long time.

"Alright, it's quite late now. Let us go and eat breakfast and prepare for our lectures."

Sun Mo took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. He would come back again tomorrow morning to fight the draconic humans. After all the fighting, he had consumed a lot of spirit qi and needed to rest a bit.

"Mn!"

Mei Ziyu would naturally listen to Sun Mo's words.

Pak!

Sun Mo snapped his fingers. The pages floating in the air flew together like birds flying back into the forest before combining and becoming a book.

Ding!

"Congratulations on obtaining the Great Solar Evil Destroying Art. It's an inferior-grade saint-tier cultivation art. Do you want to learn it?"

"Yes!"

Sun Mo's reply was concise and comprehensive.

Pak!

The book shattered into motes of light and flew into Sun Mo's glabella. A moment later, countless words from the tribal language and mysterious pictures began to appear in his mind.

Sun Mo had a feeling as though he had seen through everything in the mortal world. He felt that beautiful girls were simply skeletons clad in flesh and were unworthy of a mention.

"Stop quickly. I don't want to learn it anymore."

Sun Mo grew depressed.

The essence of this cultivation art was assiduous cultivation, which tormented one's body to temper one's will, something resembling a lifestyle of an ascetic monk.

Who could bear it?!

Sun Mo wasn't greedy for food, and he didn't care about expensive clothes either. Although he would also work hard, it didn't mean that he wanted to give everything up.

The most terrifying thing was that he had to abstain from coming in contact with girls.

"This is a saint-tier cultivation art. Are you sure?"

The system asked.

"Even if this is at a level above the saint-tier, I won't learn it."

Sun Mo roared in his heart.

(The twelve most famous brothels in Jinling, the twelve great courtesans...I've never even met a single one. Only a ghost would be willing to learn this stupid cultivation art.)

"Alright, as you wish!"

The system wiped all information about this cultivation art away from Sun Mo's mind.

"How terrifying. So those ascetic monks have such a mental state."

Sun Mo felt a lingering fear.

Without the lovely sounds of ladies laughing and chatting, how much joy would be reduced from the world?

He looked at Xiao Di's departing figure and felt somewhat impressed as well as puzzled.

Was this worth it for the sake of becoming stronger?

...

"Boss, in the future, when we encounter Sun Mo, do we really have to retreat and not cross his path?"

One of his little brothers was unhappy.

"Address him as Teacher Sun!"

Xiao Di berated.

"Ah?"

Everyone was stunned. They had been friends with Xiao Di for so many years and had never seen him respect someone from the Central Plains like this before.

"Teacher Sun's words are actually correct. If you want to surpass someone, you have to learn from them. In the past, I always had the thoughts of driving great teachers from the Central Plains away. My mindset was too narrow."

Xiao Di sighed ruefully.

All his previous opponents were too weak and this caused Xiao Di to think highly of himself. He felt he didn't need to learn anymore. But after having fought against Sun Mo, he understood that there were also great teachers with shocking talent from the Central Plains.

"In the future, if all of you have time, you can go and listen to Teacher Sun's lectures."

Xiao Di didn't care about what others would do. In any case, he was preparing to attend Sun Mo's lectures so he could write down some notes.

Ding!

Favorable impression points from Xiao Di +50. Prestige connection unlocked. Neutral: (50/100).

…

Duanmu Li exited the teleportation formation and parted ways with Sun Mo. He had no lesson in the morning, hence, he prepared to head to the library to study.

"When all barbarians start to learn about the culture of Central Plains, that would be the time when they are the most terrifying."

Mei Ziyu wasn't a racist, but she knew that the war between different races was inevitable.

A clash of faith, competing for survival resources, allocation of wealth—all of these were fundamental problems that could trigger war. When the strength of both parties was equal, they could naturally coexist in peace. But once one side grew stronger, war would definitely occur.

"But if you think about it in reverse, when the barbarians have accepted the culture of Central Plains, wouldn't that mean that they have been assimilated?"

Sun Mo counter-asked, "When barbarians dress like people from the Central Plains, eating the things they eat and even picking up their living habits. At that time, would there be a distinction between barbarians and people from the Central Plains?"

Mei Ziyu was astonished. After that, she fell silent.

She had never thought of it before.

"We are just insignificant great teachers and cannot make decisions about wars. What we can do is let the barbarians renew their understanding of us."

At the very least, from now on, Sun Mo believed that Xiao Di wouldn't view people from the Central Plains through colored glasses and find trouble for them. In fact, he might even fall in love with everything from the Central Plains.

"Ziyu, human nature is complex. Don't waste time thinking about this."

When Sun Mo persuaded Xiao Di, he didn't think about the problem between races. He purely did that because his interest in guiding people was triggered.

Naturally, the most fundamental reason was because Sun Mo also wanted to encourage himself.

Just think about it. Now, when he was resting and knew that an enemy named Xiao Di was constantly learning and seeking to break his limits...This pressure was enough to make Sun Mo continue pressing on as he ran ahead.

(I won't allow those whom I defeated to surpass me.) That was Sun Mo's creed.

The sunlight of late autumn was already a little faint.

As Mei Ziyu heard the sounds of Sun Mo stepping on leaves, she really wanted this road to be longer.

Pak!

Sun Mo suddenly turned and grabbed a hand that was reaching toward his wooden blade.

"What are you doing?"

Sun Mo's gaze turned sharp and solemn.

It was none other than Tuoba Cong, the little conman. Although he liked to laze around and was greedy for wealth, his potential value was extremely high. After following Sun Mo and Mei Ziyu for a moment, he actually dared to stretch his hand out toward Sun Mo's wooden blade.

"Nothing much!"

Tuoba Cong laughed, but his gaze was still fixed on the blade, reluctant to move his eyes away.

The words on the wooden blade were so beautiful. Could there be a cultivation art recorded on it?

Naturally, Tuoba Cong wouldn't be able to guess that it was the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art, a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art. He was only thinking that the calligraphy on the wooden blade must be from a famous calligrapher and could be sold for a huge amount of money.

"Is something the matter?"

Sun Mo frowned slightly.

"Eh...I want to sell a piece of information."

Tuoba Cong wasn't reserved and was smiling ingratiatingly.

"What information?"

Mei Ziyu was curious.

Tuoba Cong wiggled his fingers. His meaning was clear even without words. (Pay me first.)

"No need!"

After Sun Mo spoke, he pulled Mei Ziyu along and left.

"Eh, teacher. Don't be in such a rush to leave. You've offended the little prince, don't you want to know how he would deal with you?"

Tuoba Cong followed Sun Mo.

"Nope."

Sun Mo decisively rejected.

"Eh, I just require 500 taels, no, just 100 taels of silver and I will tell you the information. With your status, you wouldn't bother with this amount of money, right?"

Tuoba Cong continued smiling.

"Well, I don't care about this sum of money, but I don't wish to purchase the information."

Sun Mo saw that Mei Ziyu was interested, hence, he shook his head to hint at her.

"50 taels. Is it okay now?"

Tuoba Cong continued to lower the price.

"I can pay you, but what I want to buy is your commitment for a period. I want you to cultivate twelve hours a day and persist for a month."

Sun Mo turned his head and surveyed Tuoba Cong.

"Please spare me, cultivation is so tiring!"

Tuoba Cong grumbled. After that, a look of joy appeared on his face. "Do you want me to be your personal student? Let me tell you first, I can't accept it."

"Haha!"

Mei Ziyu couldn't help but laugh.

"Teacher Mei, why are you laughing?"

Tuoba Cong was someone who didn't mind mingling closely with unfamiliar people.

"Nothing much!"

Mei Ziyu mentally mused. (You are overthinking things. In Jinling, countless students wish to become Sun Mo's students, but they can't do so.)

No matter how stupid Sun Mo was, he definitely wouldn't choose a lazy bum to be one of his personal students.

"Your talent isn't bad. Don't waste it."

After Sun Mo spoke, he no longer bothered with Tuoba Cong.

"My talent isn't bad? Is that the truth?"

Tuoba Cong felt a little bewildered as he stared at Sun Mo's departing back. "He was merely saying perfunctory words, right?"

Once Tuoba Cong thought about how tiring cultivation was, he immediately gave up all thoughts of working hard.

(It's better to earn money first.)

…

Sun Mo stepped into the classroom right when the bugle horn rang. He discovered that the area was fully packed as even the corridor was filled to the brim.

However, Sun Mo already didn't feel strange at such a sight.

"The little prince didn't come?"

Sun Mo's opening words caused a burst of laughter.

This was a technique. Studying was ultimately a dull and exhausting thing after all. Everyone would naturally be weary of it. But when they were in a joyful mood, such feelings of weariness would reduce.

When one was fatigued from work, one would usually feel better after eating something good. The logic was similar.

"Let me make things clear first. The content I will be talking about is a more high-level one. If you guys don't understand and are only here to wait for a new spirit rune to appear, you can simply leave and don't waste your time here. Please give your seats up to students who love spirit runes."

After Sun Mo finished speaking, he started the lecture.

At the start, he introduced the origins of spirit runes and the earliest inventions of spirit runes and what they were used for.

Wanyan Mei crossed her arms before her chest and was surveying Sun Mo. She wanted to gauge his personality from his speech and actions, but after Sun Mo spoke more and more, Wanyan Mei completely focused on the content of his lesson.

(The study of spirit runes is like a language and can be expressed through various forms, really?)

Wanyan Mei's worldview was toppled somewhat because Sun Mo's words directly negated her understanding of spirit runes that she had gained through so many years.

It was like a brand new door had opened up before her eyes.

Sun Mo also noticed this girl.

There was no solution to it as she was too conspicuous. Although she sat in a corner, no one neglected her existence.

Her figure was tall and athletic, and she was clad in tight-fitting beast leather. Her exquisite facial features in addition to her black-colored ponytail caused her to exude a wild sense of beauty, like a fine steed that was capable of running for 1,000 miles.

One would feel an impulse to tame her.

Logically speaking, this type of girl should be like the wind and belong to the plains. They liked freedom and romance and were bold and unrestrained. However, her eyes were filled with the light of contemplation.

This made her seem like an erudite scholar instead.

"Interesting!"

He watched the girl's eyes lighting up when she took down notes and drew examples, completely different from the majority of clueless students. Then Sun Mo decided to change his lesson plan.

He prepared to increase the difficulty.

"Next, I will draw a spirit rune. Everyone can analyze its effects."

Three minutes later, a spirit rune was drawn and a spirit qi tornado manifested.

Although everyone had seen such a thing before, every time they saw it, they still exclaimed in wonder.

Teacher Sun was indeed impressive!

Wanyan Mei's eyes shone brightly.

This trip wasn't a wasted one!