Chapter 28: The Angry Old Mo

Zhang Xuan had no idea what happened at the Wang residence. After leaving the classroom, he headed straight for the library again.

"Although my cultivation has improved quite a bit, I still don't know much about martial techniques. I must study them intensively! I also need to learn the first and second layers of the cultivation method; otherwise, if I teach students without knowing anything, I'll definitely be exposed!"

Last night, Zhang Xuan broke through several cultivation levels in succession, increasing his strength considerably. However, he knew very little about martial techniques and also had limited knowledge of the first and second layers of the cultivation method. For instance, when teaching Zhao Ya today, he had no idea what cultivation method to impart to resolve her Pure Yin Constitution.

He might as well take this opportunity to study thoroughly and prepare for the next lesson.

Otherwise, if other students asked questions and he knew nothing, he would be exposed sooner or later.

"Old Mo!"

Upon arriving at the library, Old Mo was still guarding the entrance.

"What are you here for?"

Yesterday, this brat, driven by vanity, had come and randomly flipped through books, earning Old Mo's disgust. Seeing him again today, Old Mo couldn't help but frown.

"I'd like to look at some books on martial techniques!" Zhang Xuan bowed.

"Martial techniques? Cultivation is the foundation of training. Instead of cultivating properly, you follow others in learning vanity, indulging in pleasure, and straying from the right path! You're not entering the library today!"

Old Mo waved his hand.

In his view, this Zhang Xuan wasn't here to read at all, but to randomly flip through books, memorize titles and features, and pretend to be erudite.

Teaching students requires depth; if your own knowledge is shallow, wouldn't teaching them easily lead them astray?

This Zhang Xuan had come twice yesterday, each time randomly flipping through books. At his speed, he couldn't even make out the titles, let alone remember them. If that wasn't vanity, what was it?

The library was a place for teachers to consult materials and study. How could someone like him be allowed in!

"I'm vain and indulgent?" Zhang Xuan blinked, utterly confused.

Where did that come from?

He couldn't help but say, "Old Mo, I really came to study. I won't cause any trouble..."

Tap tap tap!

Just as he was about to explain further, before he could finish, he heard a series of footsteps behind him, followed by a gentle voice.

"Old Mo, I'm going in to pick a few books!"

Turning around, he saw it was the teacher goddess he had encountered yesterday, Shen Biru!

At this moment, Shen Biru was dressed in light purple clothes. Her exquisite figure and flawless face made her appear pure and refined, a sight to behold.

"Oh, it's Teacher Shen. Go on in!" Seeing it was her, Old Mo didn't stop her at all.

Shen Biru was not only beautiful but also a renowned genius among the teachers. At just twenty, she had already reached the peak of the fifth level of martial artist, only one step away from the Acupoint Opening realm.

"Thank you, Old Mo!" Nodding gracefully, Shen Biru turned and noticed Zhang Xuan standing to the side. At first glance, she couldn't help but feel a slight surprise.

Previously, although Zhang Xuan had never confessed his feelings for her, he would blush and stammer whenever he saw her, acting as shy as a girl. Even a fool could see his infatuation.

She had expected the same this time, but he merely glanced at her and then looked away. His eyes no longer held the previous longing but were clear and pure, like a spring of clean water, as if her beauty had no effect on him.

Moreover, and most importantly, the old Zhang Xuan, due to his low cultivation and poor teacher qualification exam results, always felt inferior and looked down upon when seeing other teachers. But now, standing there, he carried himself with dignity and poise. In terms of temperament alone, he was like a completely different person.

Combined with the fact that yesterday he had dared to openly refute Shang Bin, Shen Biru couldn't help but wonder: when had this shy, inferior young man changed?

"Old Mo, I'm also going in to read. Why can she go in but I can't?" Zhang Xuan, unaware of her thoughts, shrugged helplessly.

Both being teachers, he was discriminated against just for reading a book. What a load of crap!

"Teacher Shen is going in to study. You know very well what you're going in for. Do I need to spell it out?" Old Mo snorted.

"It's full of books. What else could I do?" Zhang Xuan shook his head with a wry smile. "Of course, I'm just going to read and learn some knowledge!"

"Learn knowledge? Hmph!" Old Mo's face darkened.

Flipping through books without even looking—is that called learning? Every cultivation method here is precious and cannot be mastered in one go. Without even copying them down, how can you learn?

"Old Mo!"

Just as he was about to continue explaining, Shen Biru smiled slightly, like a blooming flower. "Teacher Zhang might really want to study. I think you should let him in. Keeping him out while other teachers watch might not look good."

"Fine! I'll let you in for Teacher Shen's sake. But I'm warning you: if you want to read, read seriously. If I catch you loafing around or putting on airs, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Old Mo waved his hand.

"Thank you!" Zhang Xuan nodded, then clasped his fists to Shen Biru again and walked into the library.

"Hmm?"

Shen Biru had thought that after she helped him, he would seize the chance to chat a bit. Instead, he turned and left. She was slightly taken aback.

However, she said nothing more and followed him into the library.

She had helped Zhang Xuan on a whim, with no special reason or ulterior motive. Since he didn't want to talk, she was happy to have peace and quiet.

"It's already this troublesome to get into the library. Next time, I probably won't be able to come in at all."

Standing before the bookshelves, Zhang Xuan didn't rush to read but scratched his head.

He didn't know why Old Mo was blocking him, but it must have something to do with his last-place status.

This identity made things awkward everywhere—not only in recruiting students but also among colleagues, who looked down on him. He had gotten in this time thanks to Shen Biru's help, but what about next time?

"This library isn't that big. If I work fast, maybe I can finish it in a day! Then I won't need to come back."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Since Old Mo was blocking him, he simply wouldn't come next time.

This huge library housed hundreds of thousands of books. For anyone else, even if they read until they died, they wouldn't get through many. But he was different! Any book he flipped through would automatically appear in the Library of Heaven's Path, complete with a copy and marked flaws.

If he worked quickly, it wasn't impossible to imprint all these books into his mind in one day.

Once successful, he would never have to come here to search for books again.

"Let's begin!"

No sooner said than done. Without further ado, Zhang Xuan walked straight to the first row of bookshelves.

Without caring what the books were, he casually pulled out a few and flipped through them with a rustle.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

As expected, the Library of Heaven's Path stirred, and books identical to those in his hand appeared on its shelves.

"Good, just like this!"

Realizing he could succeed with several books at once, he didn't waste time. He moved forward slowly, pulling out several books at each spot and imprinting them into his mind.

Rustle, rustle!

Soon, the library was filled with the sounds of footsteps and pages turning.

"This guy, still claiming he's not... putting on airs and being vain?"

Old Mo, guarding the entrance, had let Zhang Xuan in but was still watching him. Earlier, the brat had taken one book at a time, flipping through it and putting it back—not serious, but at least somewhat proper. Now, he was grabbing dozens at once, fiddling with them, and putting them back without even reading the titles.

What was he doing?

Was he reading or picking vegetables?

Moreover, after glancing at the books he was flipping through, Old Mo felt dizzy.

"Cultivation of Wisteria Roots," "A Brief on Male-Female Relations," "Methods of Yin-Yang Harmony," "Refining the Biqing Pill," "Matters to Note in Artifact Refining"...

All sorts of miscellaneous topics.

Cultivation methods, martial techniques, herb cultivation, pill refining... even male-female relations. As long as it was a book, this guy flipped through it!

Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses; human energy is limited, and one cannot learn everything in detail. So, reading should be selective. This guy flipped through everything—was he sure he wasn't here to cause trouble?

"He must be causing trouble! When he comes out, I'll teach him a lesson!"

Old Mo's face darkened as he snorted coldly.