Chapter 55: Advance, My Little Darling

Lin Fan felt that the story of Eternal Life was a bit violent, but the earlier plot was still harmonious—a slave entering a celestial sect, how inspiring that was.

The students gradually became engrossed, especially when Lin Fan talked about the oppression the protagonist Fang Han suffered as a slave, which resonated with one of the students.

Sensing this fluctuation, Lin Fan took a closer look.

Zhuo Mo.

A very strange name, and the only student whose name Lin Fan never got wrong.

Zhuo Mo had an ordinary appearance, thin-faced, but his eyes contained many negative emotions.

The eyes are the window to the soul—though this saying was nonsense, Lin Fan believed it deeply.

Zhuo Mo was the son of a servant from one of the four great families, the Yun family, with an extremely low status, suffering oppression in the Yun family. He could come to Tianfu Academy because the academy accepted all students regardless of background, whether noble or commoner, as long as they wished to pursue cultivation.

Zhuo Mo came to Tianfu Academy to shed his identity as a servant.

Hearing the story the teacher told, Zhuo Mo felt it was describing himself.

But he wasn't as lucky as the person in the story.

"Zhuo Mo, your eyes are full of resentment. Does this story remind you of something?" Lin Fan stopped narrating Fang Han's extraordinary life and asked.

The other students looked at Zhuo Mo. They knew his background, but it wasn't something to flaunt, so they kept silent.

"Teacher." Zhuo Mo stood up and looked at Lin Fan with respect. "Fang Han, whom you spoke of, shares my status and position. Hearing the story you told, I feel it deeply. But I lack Fang Han's effort and courage."

Lin Fan looked at Zhuo Mo's downcast expression and sighed, feeling that these children still had a long road ahead. Since fate had brought them together as teacher and students, his responsibility was great.

As for looting the four great families and then skipping town, Lin Fan couldn't do that. At the very least, he would make sure these thirteen disciples stood shoulder to shoulder with others, not losing at the starting line.

"Zhuo Mo, with the teacher leading us, we will definitely escape our current situation." Liu Shuishui, though a girl who had endured much mockery and disdain, had a strong heart. Seeing her companion so dejected, she couldn't help but comfort him.

The others also comforted Zhuo Mo.

Zhuo Mo looked at his companions comforting him and nodded. "Teacher, from now on, I will take Fang Han as my role model, be indomitable, and would rather be a beggar than a slave."

Lin Fan felt a wave of helplessness. What kind of students did he have? Their experiences were worse than the last. Zhuo Mo might be the most tragic among his thirteen students.

"Mm, the teacher believes you will soar to great heights and make those who bullied you regret it deeply." Lin Fan walked down from the podium to Zhuo Mo, showing a look of trust.

Seeing the trust in his teacher's eyes, Zhuo Mo's eyes reddened slightly. This kind of trust from others was something he felt for the first time.

"Teacher, I will." Zhuo Mo nodded heavily.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, sensing a change in Zhuo Mo's aura, then extended an encouraging hand and gently stroked Zhuo Mo's head.

Talent upgrade.

Lin Fan's secondary profession, teacher, had advanced to sage teacher. The Encouraging Hand improved students' talents. Since Zhuo Mo met the requirements, he naturally got a boost first.

"Ding, student Zhuo Mo's talent upgraded from Blockhead to Mediocre."

"Ding, congratulations, secondary profession sage teacher experience +100."

Hearing the prompt, Lin Fan was delighted. Upgrading a student's talent also gave him experience—not bad at all.

Now, all thirteen students had been infused with the Titan Demon Body. Once their Titan Demon Body advanced from入门 to the first level, they should break through to the first stage of后天.

Lin Fan figured he wouldn't stay long in the Great Yan Dynasty, but no matter what, as long as he raised their talents to at least Genius before he left, their future achievements wouldn't be too low.

After Lin Fan finished the beginning of Fang Han's story, the thirteen students' comprehension increased significantly.

For the thirteen students, after each lesson, they felt many changes within themselves, but they couldn't quite explain it—something felt different.

"Alright, today's lesson ends here. From now on, you can move freely. When you cultivate the Body-Tempering Divine Art to the first level, the teacher will give another lecture." Lin Fan said.

"Teacher, this Body-Tempering Divine Art—we can't cultivate it ourselves. How should we practice it?" Cao Tianjiao asked.

Lin Fan smiled slightly. "Get beaten. As for how to make others willing to beat you, that's up to you. Alright, class dismissed. You may all go."

While the students were still pondering what to do, Lin Fan had already scurried back to his room to start cultivating the Formless Demon and the Concealment Art.

The Formless Demon was a bit harder to cultivate, consuming time, but the Concealment Art wasn't too difficult.

For two days, Lin Fan never left his room, devoting himself entirely to cultivation.

Through relentless day-and-night cultivation, the experience for Formless Demon increased by fifty thousand.

He then realized that the Formless Demon wasn't hard to cultivate—it just required time. Unlike other techniques, this mental method couldn't be cultivated quickly; it needed gradual accumulation.

But Lin Fan didn't know that the Formless Demon, as a top-grade heaven-tier technique, had extremely demanding requirements. Even Mo Yixuan took three months to barely reach the first level. Yet Lin Fan, in his lazy way, reached the first level in a few days—it was like riding a rocket.

Now, the Formless Demon was only twenty thousand experience away from the next level, but Lin Fan set it aside because the Concealment Art had reached level nineteen.

The experience needed for level nineteen of the Concealment Art wasn't too terrifying, but the true essence consumed during cultivation was.

Thirty points of true essence per second—this drove Lin Fan nearly crazy.

Even cultivating the Formless Demon didn't consume this much true essence.

Although the Concealment Art was quite useless, after level twenty, it would undergo a transformation. He wondered what it would become.

So Lin Fan poured all his true essence into the Concealment Art, wanting to see if his efforts over the past few days were in vain.

If the Concealment Art remained garbage after advancing, he would be devastated.

"Ding, congratulations, Concealment Art experience +100."

"Ding, congratulations, Concealment Art experience +100."

...

When his true essence was depleted, Lin Fan would rest and recover it, then plunge back into cultivation the moment it was restored.

The next day.

Lin Fan, deep in cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes. Level twenty of the Concealment Art was finally achieved. Let me see what it will evolve into.

I only ask for something extraordinary, not mediocre.