Chapter 44: Lin Fan as a Role Model for Teachers

The Great Yan Imperial Capital was bustling with people, and the vendors on the streets were incessantly hawking their wares. Lin Fan felt much more at ease watching the diverse crowd on the road.

Compared to living within the sect, Lin Fan much preferred strolling around here, though only as a temporary residence. As for long-term settlement, Lin Fan had never considered it, because he needed to become stronger and return to give his fellow disciples in the sect a huge surprise.

He wondered what it would be like when he appeared before his fellow disciples with his invincible cultivation.

Lin Fan cheerfully walked along the bluestone road. With no particular aim now, he naturally wanted to take a full tour of the imperial capital first.

"Young man, are there any aristocratic families in the imperial capital?" Lin Fan asked casually while drinking a cup of tea at an open-air tea stall.

"Yes, there are the Yan, Han, Xiao, and Yun families. These four are the long-established old four great families of Great Yan. We owe our peaceful life today to their contributions," said the young tea stall owner, showing envy as he spoke of these four families.

Lin Fan nodded without asking further. He left some silver he had confiscated from Qu Xiangge and departed, intending to continue his tour of the imperial capital.

Lin Fan passed by many grand mansions and saw the four great families mentioned by the tea stall owner.

Judging solely from their residences, they truly lived up to their reputation as the four great families—splendid and wealthy.

Lin Fan had actually harbored a little scheme. Currently, there were only a few ways to improve his cultivation: killing people, killing beasts, or taking elixirs.

In Lin Fan's view, taking elixirs was the most satisfying—fast and without side effects.

But when Lin Fan arrived at a heavily guarded place, he stood there for a long time.

This was the imperial palace.

The place where the emperor of the Great Yan Imperial Capital resided.

This was a great treasure trove...

And also a very difficult dungeon.

"Hey, what are you doing? Stand still... Don't run!"

Seeing the guards at the gate approaching him, Lin Fan was so frightened that he turned and ran, feeling indignant—wasn't he just taking a few extra glances? Was such hostility necessary?

When Lin Fan was sure the guards weren't chasing him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He planned to frequently scout these places and strike once he was familiar with the situation.

At the entrance of Tianfu Academy.

Lin Fan didn't know where he had wandered, but when he saw Tianfu Academy, he stopped. There were two notices at the gate, and Lin Fan fell into thought.

What he lacked now was an identity. Tianfu Academy was currently recruiting both teachers and students.

Of course, for Lin Fan, being a student was too lowly; he definitely wanted to be a teacher. After all, he believed he had the temperament to be a role model for others.

At the entrance of Tianfu Academy, there was a long line of young people, all around thirteen or fourteen years old.

Lin Fan went to another recruitment booth, where there were few people.

"Hey, I'm applying to be a teacher," Lin Fan said as he approached the booth.

Sitting at the booth was a fat man with a handlebar mustache. Seeing someone come to sign up, he immediately sat up straight, full of energy.

"Want to be a teacher?" The fat man scrutinized Lin Fan, a glint in his eyes.

"Yes," Lin Fan nodded.

"Great! The benefits for teachers at Tianfu Academy are generous, but first you need to pay a registration fee of ten taels of silver," the fat man said with a smile.

Lin Fan didn't have much concept of money; since it was confiscated, he didn't cherish it. He tossed the few remaining silver pieces onto the table.

Seeing the money, the fat man was overjoyed and then enthusiastically attended to Lin Fan.

"Follow me. Once you pass the assessment, you can become a glorious teacher at Tianfu Academy," the fat man said.

...

Soon, the fat man led Lin Fan to a house made of bamboo and wood. "Someone inside will assess you. Good luck."

After Lin Fan entered, the fat man closed the door, weighed the silver in his hand, and smiled slightly. "Not bad, not bad. Another ten taels in hand."

In the fat man's view, this guy would soon come out with a bruised face.

The teacher recruitment was real, but the requirements were very high. Since Tianfu Academy posted the recruitment notice, many people had applied, but all had failed.

The fat man cheerfully waited at the door, silently counting the time to see how long this guy could last.

Just then, someone came out from inside.

The fat man was startled. No way, so fast?

"Failed?" Seeing that it was Lin Fan who came out, the fat man said regretfully, showing sympathy.

Lin Fan twisted his neck and revealed a slight smile.

"Send him to Class Ding, Section One." A voice came from inside the house. Though calm, it barely concealed a hint of anger.

The fat man was stunned, clearly incredulous. This guy actually succeeded? Over a hundred people had applied and failed, and this... this...

But this Class Ding, Section One didn't seem too good. It seemed this guy was just lucky, not very strong, but teaching those unpromising students should be fine.

"Understood." The fat man respectfully acknowledged the person inside and led Lin Fan away.

Before leaving, Lin Fan looked back. This time, he could properly assess his own strength.

He hadn't used "Turn the Tables" or "Black Tiger Steals the Heart," but instead the orthodox techniques "Wind-Chasing Sword Art" and "Immobile Imperial Fist."

At the same time, Lin Fan understood the wonderful use of true essence quantity: it enhanced the destructive power of true essence.

Now, with his true essence at 2200, he could match the fifth level of the Xiantian realm. In a full-force fight, those below the Rushi realm would need to think twice.

Then the fat man led Lin Fan to the residence arranged by Tianfu Academy.

"If you want to move out later, just let me know. I'll notify you soon about your appointment as the teacher of Class Ding, Section One. You can start tomorrow," the fat man said, having explained everything that needed to be said.

"What's Class Ding, Section One like?" Lin Fan felt a little excited. This was his first time teaching students, and he wondered how it would go.

The fat man glanced at Lin Fan. "Tianfu Academy is divided into four grades: Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding. Ding is the worst class, usually for commoners' children with poor talent and limited future prospects."

Lin Fan rolled his eyes. This guy was too petty. Just because he had slashed his clothes, did he have to give him the worst class?

But the worst class was fine. He wasn't here to teach; he was here to cover his identity. The four great families and the imperial palace couldn't escape his grasp.