Chapter 901 - Teacher Sun, Why Not Join My Great Teacher Circle?
Chapter 901: Teacher Sun, Why Not Join My Great Teacher Circle?
Translator: Lordbluefire
“Teacher Sun?”
The hostages quickly turned their heads and looked around but didn’t see anyone. Their gazes then landed on those black-clothed men.
Could it be that Teacher Sun had infiltrated in?
“Battlegod Canyon? Dragon language?”
Helian Xue was surprised.
He was subscribed to the [Great Teacher Report] and thus had seen this name before. It was a super rising star who had gotten first place twice in a year, deciphered the Battlegod Canyon’s murals, and obtained the Battlegod Catalog
Sun Mo was in the Great Teachers Hero Rankings, a grandmaster-level spirit runist, and had many great reputations such as Black Doggy Sun and One-Vote ‘Sun’. He almost crushed Jiang Ji on the Great Teachers Hero Rankings.
“Hold on, this is the time frame for the 3-star great teacher examinations. Could it be that the Dragon Subduing Academy is the examination venue this year?”
Helian Xue suddenly came to a realization.
If Teacher Sun was really the Sun Mo from the Central Province Academy, then those achievements he had obtained whilst in the school wouldn’t be a surprise.
This was how strong a super rising star should be.
“Oh, right, I forgot about Sun Mo.”
Murong Ye chuckled.
Their plan was to seize the Great Desolation Dragon Subduing Scripture as well as to usurp the headmaster position, so how could they possibly not keep an eye on everything that was taking place here? Therefore, when they saw Wanyan Mei captured, they already expected that Sun Mo would come.
It was because given Sun Mo’s reputation and capabilities, he’d take the risk regardless if his plan was to save Wanyan Mei and the other students, or to benefit from the side and get his hands on the school’s ultimate divine art.
There was no helping it. When the benefit was too great, it could drive people crazy.
Hearing this, Murong Mingyue, who was standing behind Murong Ye, stiffened up and looked a little pale.
“Take off your masks!”
A star general bellowed, drawing out his long blade and staring at his subordinates.
All the masks were taken off with the exception of one person.
Swoosh!
Everyone’s gazes looked over.
“Teacher Duanmu, I even had the thought of headhunting you to the Central Province Academy.”
Sun Mo joked and took off his mask.
Even without the star general shouting out, he was already planning to expose himself.
Duanmu Li was trying to force him out with words? That wouldn’t happen.
When Duanmu Li had been speaking, his battle pet had stared over. It was because they were familiar with the scent with every one of their master’s subordinates. Sun Mo’s scent was unfamiliar to them.
“What audacity! Address him as Lord Starlord.”
The star general reproached.
“Little Mo, don’t be rude.” Duanmu Li reproached, “Teacher Sun is my distinguished guest.”
Hearing this, the bunch of hostages looked surprised. However, what astonished them even more had yet to come.
“Teacher Sun, I admire you a lot. Why not join my great teacher group?”
The powerful Four Symbols Starlord had extended an invitation.
“As expected, people with talent won’t be lacking in popularity no matter where they go.”
Helian Xue suddenly felt disappointed.
Look at Sun Mo. Even though he was captured, he was treated with courtesy, unlike them, hostages that no one cared about.
“Teacher Sun, you can consider me too!”
Murong Ye spoke up, “Work as a head teacher first. In a few years, the position of vice-headmaster will be yours.”
“Please, he’s already a vice-headmaster!”
Duanmu Li rolled his eyes.
“Can the Central Province Academy be compared to our great Dragon Subduing Academy?”
Murong Ye mocked.
He had the right to do so. It was because their school was one of the three most famous schools in Middle-Earth Nine Provinces.
“You barbarians must have heard of this saying, ‘no matter how good the outside world is, there’s no place like home’.”
Duanmu Li mocked.
“Starlord Duanmu, I hate people who use the term ‘barbarians’.”
Murong Ye’s expression turned savage.
The hostages were all stunned to see the two secondary saints fighting over Sun Mo.
“I’m sorry, I’m very satisfied with my current position and life. I have no plans on making any changes.”
Sun Mo rejected.
Murong Ye frowned. He felt that Sun Mo didn’t know what was good for him. However, he wore a calm expression because he had expected this outcome long ago after having spent so many days with Sun Mo.
If Sun Mo would give in, then he wouldn’t receive his admiration.
But that was fine, take it slow!
Headhunting talent was like wooing women. Patience was required.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Duanmu Li +50. Friendly (750/1,000).
Hearing the system’s notification, Sun Mo felt a little stunned. It seemed that Duanmu Li really admired him a lot.
It was a pity. If they hadn’t met each other here, they could have become friends, right?
“Alright, if there’s anything you want to say, let’s leave it for the future. Teacher Sun, can you decipher the dragon language?”
Murong Ye asked.
This ‘Teacher Sun’ address wasn’t out of courtesy but spoken in view of Sun Mo’s battle results. Otherwise, Murong Ye would have called him directly by his name.
“I’m not sure!”
This was the first time Sun Mo came here as well, so how could he know about it? Moreover, he had thrown a glance and was certain that they weren’t spirit runes.
“I’ll give you half an hour. If you don’t get anything out of it, you’re dead.”
Murong Ye’s patience was wearing thin. After all, he had to end everything before the Dragon Subduing Academy’s reinforcements came back. “I’ll kill everyone every three minutes. Starting from now!”
A black-clothed man randomly pulled out a girl from amongst the hostages, putting a blade to her neck. He would chop her once the time was up.
“This is really not my area of expertise.” Sun Mo frowned. “It’s useless even if you were to force me.”
Murong Ye clearly didn’t believe his explanation and waved his hand.
Swoosh!
The black-clothed man raised the blade and slashed it down. A head rolled.
Ah!
Wet and hot blood splattered onto Wanyan Mei’s face. This princess finally couldn’t hold it in anymore and screamed.
Everyone would be scared when death was right before their eyes.
“You…”
Sun Mo glared angrily at the sight of this scene.
“Uncle!”
Murong Mingyue let out a loud cry. “You promised me that you wouldn’t hurt the students!”
“We need to be flexible as the situation changes. Moreover, for this trash, living is just a waste of resources.”
Murong Ye was an elitist who felt that trash didn’t have any right to live.
Therefore, after he became a headmaster, the first change he was going to implement was to have a great examination for the entire school. He would then expel half of the students and use the resources that were wasted on them to nurture the remaining students.
The second step would be to test all the great teachers. All the mediocre great teachers would be asked to leave. He would then pay a great price to headhunt the top-notch great teachers from all the great famous schools in Nine Provinces.
Only with outstanding teachers and outstanding students would they be able to produce top-notch talent and thus allow the Dragon Subduing Academy to stand at the very top of Nine Provinces.
“Secondary Saint Murong, this behavior is a little too much!”
Duanmu Li called Murong Ye secondary saint with a hint of mockery.
“Don’t be hypocritical. Even if I don’t kill them, you’ll!”
Murong Ye said with contempt, “Sun Mo, I don’t have the time to talk crap with you. Since you are the first person to decipher the Battlegod murals, then you should be able to have some comprehension of this dragon language, right? Say it out!”
Murong Ye’s line of thought was right. Top-notch great teachers like Sun Mo had established a way of thinking. Moreover, he had also accumulated the experience of deciphering the Battlegod murals, so when he looked at the dragon language, he wasn’t completely at a loss. He had a certain way of looking at them.
What Murong Ye wanted was this method.
Sun Mo clenched his fists and stopped saying anything. He walked toward the closest wall.
Divine Sight activated.
Moon Devouring Beast, carnivorous creature. Lived in the ancient era and had a massive figure. Their mouths were big, their teeth sharp, and they could digest metals.
There were soul waves adhered to them.
…
Looking at information he obtained from Divine Sight, Sun Mo frowned and continued walking over.
He had to find a flying-type ancient beast
It was because he only knew Air Proof and Freedom Proof from the divine language of spiritual control. What if he received a backlash if he were to recklessly summon the ancient ferocious beasts from the murals?
Even if Air Proof didn’t work, at least he wouldn’t suffer from a backlash.
As for Freedom Proof, it was useless.
Demonic Moon Bird. It liked to feed on blood. Nocturnal creature.
(It’ll be you then!)
Sun Mo released Air Proof.
Buzz!
The divine language of spiritual control rebounded and its effect was negated.
Murong Ye frowned. This wasn’t easy. “Starlord Duanmu, do you have any other ways?”
They couldn’t continue to drag things on!
“Teacher Sun, please back off. Let me!”
Duanmu Li’s expression was calm. To get his hands on the Great Desolation Dragon Subduing Scripture, he had laid low in this school for ten years. The amount of effort and time he had put into researching this place was even greater. It was at least 20 years.
He had considered this situation before and thus was in no hurry.
Very soon, a group of people who had black covers over their heads were dragged in by Duanmu Li. There wasn’t a need for him to give out commands.
The black-clothed men dragged these people to those walls and started chopping their heads.
As the many heads rolled, the scent of blood instantly grew stronger.
“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!”
A voice rang out, filled with horror.
“Brother?”
Wanyan Mei gasped in surprise. This voice belonged to Wanyan Zhenghe.
“Your younger sister is too smart and I can’t bear to kill her. I can only use you as a sacrifice then.”
Duanmu Li grabbed onto Wanyan Zhenghe, who was brought over by a black-clothed man, with one hand.
“I’m very outstanding as well. I’m a genius and the candidate to succeed the Jin Country’s throne. I’ll give you money and an official position. I’ll give you whatever you want. Please don’t kill me.”
Wanyan Zhenghe cried. He had been sleeping soundly in his tent but when he opened his eyes, he had become a hostage. Those damned guards were really useless.
(After I go back, I’ll execute all nine generations of your family.)
Duanmu Li didn’t care about these. He snapped his fingers loudly and a snake slid out from his sleeves. It then crawled onto Wanyan Zhenghe’s body and with a ‘pa’ sound, bit onto his neck.
Gulp! Gulp!
The snake sucked on his blood, its body lighting up with a dark red glow.
“Hmm?” Duanmu Li was surprised.
“What’s the matter?” Murong Ye frowned.
“Tsk tsk, this little prince isn’t of the blood lineage of the Jin Country’s king!”
Duanmu Li’s lips twitched.
The people he caught were of the same blood lineage as the genius founder who had founded the Dragon Subduing Academy.
After so many years had passed, the blood lineage of the descendants had become thinner. This resulted in them requiring to use the blood of more people to complete the sacrificial offering.
The faction of the Jin Country’s king also had the blood lineage of that founder. However, Wanyan Zhenghe didn’t have that.
“What?”
Everyone was greatly surprised. This was a great gossip material.
Moreover, given the Four Symbols Starlord’s distinguished status, there was no way that he’d lie about this.
Wanyan Zhenghe’s body trembled and he revealed an expression of disbelief.
“You’re spouting gibberish! I’m the son that Father dotes on the most!”
Wanyan Zhenghe bellowed.