Mo Juan looked at the white paper. It did have the stamp of the Literature Department, and the content was about Fang Yu’s course reinstatement.
She usually uses two phones, one for work. She forgot her work phone at home today… So even if she received a message, she wouldn’t know.
Facing this notice, Mo Juan’s face turned pale.
She argued with Fang Yu in front of so many students and lost in the end.
It’s so frustrating.
But faced with this notice, she was powerless to refute it.
“Next time, just notify me personally! I don’t carry my phone with me every day! How can your HR department be so careless!?” Mo Juan kept on complaining, then glared fiercely at Fang Yu, picked up her book and walked out the door.
As soon as she stepped out the door, a thunderous applause erupted in the classroom.
Mo Juan was so angry that her whole body trembled.
“Just a visiting professor dares to offend me! I’ll see how long you can stay at the school!”
Mo Juan’s eyes were filled with hatred as she hurried downstairs.
After Mo Juan left, Guo Gang whispered to Professor Fang: “Professor Fang, it’s best not to offend Teacher Mo, she…”
Guo Gang wanted to speak but stopped himself, ultimately not saying the second half of his sentence. Instead, he said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave. Professor Fang, please continue your class as usual.”
Fang Yu nodded.
……
Just like last time, Fang Yu didn’t initiate the lesson. Instead, he waited for students to ask questions.
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So, even if these students asked questions that were incredibly difficult, even going beyond the realm of literature and into history, Fang Yu could answer them with ease.
After all, he lived through that history firsthand.
After this class, these students looked at Fang Yu with admiration, not just surprise.
Although Fang Yu is a visiting professor, he’s actually just a young man about the same age as them!
Ke Fangyu’s knowledge level surpasses theirs by tenfold, or even more!
They were also top students, the best of the best. But in front of Fang Yu, they were simply not good enough!
How can there be such a big gap between people?
It turns out that talent, in addition to appearance, is also a major way to attract the opposite sex.
After class, a group of girls surrounded Fang Yu, wanting to get his contact information.
Fang Yu flatly refused and left the teaching building, walking forward along the school path.
At this moment, the basketball court that was previously filled with boisterous noise was deserted.
He Chenchen.
Fang Yu frowned slightly.
At first, he sensed the subtle aura emanating from He Chenchen, finding it rather peculiar.
But after thinking about it carefully, this situation should be due to He Chenchen using some kind of magic to conceal his cultivation aura.
After performing this spell, outsiders would indeed find it difficult to detect He Chenchen’s aura.
But Fang Yu’s sense of perception was several times stronger than anyone else’s.
“To be able to cast a spell of this level, his cultivation realm must be at least the Nascent Soul Stage or above,” Fang Yu thought.
After figuring out the strange aura on He Chenchen, Fang Yu stopped thinking about it.
At some point, Tang Xiaorou caught up to Fang Yu as she ran.
“Fang Yu! Wait for me!” Tang Xiaorou shouted from behind.
“What’s up?” Fang Yu turned his head and asked.
“Do you have any time this evening? I need your help with something.” Tang Xiaorou walked closer and whispered.
“I may not be free. What do you want me to help you with?” Fang Yu asked.
“It’s nothing, just accompanying me to a wedding.” Tang Xiaorou said.
“I don’t even know who’s getting married, what am I going for?” Fang Yu frowned slightly and asked.
“I don’t know them either. It was supposed to be my brother who went, but he left for Nan Du recently because of an academic project. My dad is also too busy in Jiangnan, so I had to go instead.” Tang Xiaorou said with a bitter face. “It’s really boring going alone. I don’t even know anyone else at the wedding… Just help me out this once? Besides, I guarantee there will be lots of delicious food at the wedding!”
I have to say, delicious food has a certain appeal to Fang Yu.
What time is it in the evening? Fang Yu asked.
“The wedding banquet officially starts at eight o’clock, we should arrive around seven thirty,” Tang Xiaorou said.
“Well, then,” Fang Yu replied.
Tang Xiaorou’s face lit up with joy.
She was worried today that no one would accompany her to the evening wedding banquet. Fang Yu, who had disappeared for two weeks, suddenly appeared. Of course, she wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
It is almost five o’clock in the afternoon now, and there are many students on the school path.
Fang Yu walked aimlessly forward, unknowingly arriving at the shore of Qinxiu Lake.
Who could have imagined that the core fire, which once caused millions of cultivators to search tirelessly, would appear at the bottom of a lake?
Fang Yu stood at the railing, gazing ahead. The lake was calm and stretched out endlessly before him.
Tang Xiaorou stood beside Fang Yu, also gazing into the distance.
But she wasn’t particularly interested in the scenery.
“Fang Yu, what have you been doing these past two weeks? I know it wasn’t a vacation.” Tang Xiaorou asked.
Fang Yu was about to speak, but his eyes flickered and he turned to look at the small grove of trees by the lake in front of him.
From the moment just now, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth rushed towards the grove.
It is obvious that a cultivator is practicing their techniques in the grove, absorbing spiritual energy.
In terms of the fluctuation amplitude of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, it is quite astonishing.
This rate of absorption is no longer absorption, it’s more like devouring!
Who is in the woods?
Fang Yu did not move, but released his divine sense, spreading it in the direction of the grove.
Soon, he caught the source of the spiritual energy surging.
There sat a figure.
Squinting, Fang Yu looked carefully at the figure.
It was He Chenchen, the one who had caught his attention before!
At this moment, He Chenchen’s eyes were tightly closed, floating in mid-air in a meditative pose.
He was faintly glowing with a bluish light, and the surging spiritual energy around him swirled like a tornado, pouring into his body from above his head.
Such a cultivation method is extremely crazy. If the cultivator’s meridians are not strong enough, it is very easy to die from an explosion of their body.
Even Fang Yu, who had seen many cultivation methods, rarely saw one like this.
Or, before that, only Fang Yu had cultivated this way.
Judging from the aura radiating from He Chenchen, his true cultivation realm exceeds Fang Yu’s expectations.
Nascent Soul Stage!
that’s the martial saint!
At the same level as Chen Luo!
While Chen Luo was powerful, his cultivation base was considerably more stable than hers, almost reaching the middle stage of the Nascent Soul period.
This rather surprised Fang Yu.
Such cultivators like Chen Luo are very rare in today’s martial arts world.
And the He Chenchen before him was equally young, his cultivation level even higher than Chen Luo’s…
In the immortal cultivation world thousands of years ago, he was undoubtedly a prodigy!
Fang Yu sighed in his heart.
He had cultivated diligently for five thousand years, yet he hadn’t even reached the threshold of the Qi Refining stage.
These prodigies, however, broke through to the Nascent Soul stage at the ages of twenty or thirty!
Although the strength of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators today is incomparable to that of cultivators in the past, the division of cultivation realms remains fixed. He Chenchen has indeed cultivated a Nascent Soul within his body.
Just as Fang Yu was feeling sentimental, He Chenchen, who was devouring spiritual energy, seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes flashed with a cold blue light, his gaze piercing through the void before him, locking directly onto Fang Yu in his divine sense!
“Who are you?”
He Chenchen’s face was icy cold as he spoke.
“I envy you.” Fang Yu finished speaking and retracted his divine sense.
He didn’t need to say much to He Chenchen, just a glance was enough. They wouldn’t interfere with each other.
“Fang Yu, what are you looking at over there?” Tang Xiaorou asked curiously.
“It’s nothing.” Fang Yu withdrew his gaze.
In the small grove, He Chenchen’s face was icy cold, and the blue light in his eyes grew increasingly bright.
He left the sect, concealed his aura and came to Nandu University. He just wanted to be an ordinary college student, unnoticed by others, and continue his cultivation progress under such circumstances.
But due to his looks, he couldn’t help but attract attention.
But the point is not that, the point is that his identity as a cultivator was discovered!
The opponent could use their divine sense to probe… Their cultivation base must be at the Nascent Soul stage or above!
A Nascent Soul stage cultivator actually exists in Nandou University?!
“Whoa!”
He Chenchen brought his hands together, stopping the absorption of spiritual energy.
He landed on the ground, the blue glow around him fading away.
“The other party doesn’t seem malicious… nor are they from the Demon Cult… Let’s just ignore them for now.”
Hé Chén Chén walked slowly out of the grove.