Section Forty-Nine: Fang Yuan Is Not Worried About Slipping Out of Control

A pair of deep eyes gazed from afar at the training ground.

The Academy Elder stood by a third-floor window, watching everything that happened in the training ground.

He frowned deeply.

The moment Fang Yuan stepped onto the field, his heart couldn't help but feel surprised. He hadn't expected Fang Yuan to do that.

"This kid is quite slippery. He's well-versed in the academy's rules and hasn't made any mistakes. He often sleeps in class, but when asked a question, his answers are always comprehensive, leaving no room for error. It's really difficult to find fault with him and suppress his momentum."

Unconsciously, the Academy Elder felt a faint sense of dislike towards Fang Yuan.

As a teacher, he naturally preferred obedient, well-behaved, and intelligent students. He disliked unruly, mischievous troublemakers.

But the Academy Elder had managed the academy for many years and was extremely experienced, having seen countless students. Among them were those who were incredibly well-behaved and followed every order, and those who caused trouble all day long and constantly broke discipline.

He had long ago achieved a state of inner peace, treating everyone equally. At the same time, he had inscribed the words "To be a role model, to teach without discrimination" on the corner of his desk, taking them as his motto.

He had never felt such dislike for a student before.

Sensing this feeling of dislike in his heart, the Academy Elder was also a little surprised.

In past years, he could tolerate even the most mischievous students with broad-mindedness. Why, when facing Fang Yuan, had he lost his usual composure?

He savored the feeling and reflected for a moment, finally discovering the reason.

Fang Yuan, this kid, harbored a kind of arrogance deep down!

It seemed that fundamentally, he didn't take teachers seriously. Not only did he ignore what the Punch and Kick Instructor said earlier, but he also openly refuted him.

In fact, the phenomenon of publicly refuting a teacher had often happened in past years. But those children always had agitated emotions. It was either a rebellious mentality, anger, defiance, or the like.

The Academy Elder knew very well that the more agitated a young person was, the more fear they felt in their hearts.

But Fang Yuan didn't.

He felt not a shred of fear in his heart, as if he had seen through the academy's tricks.

His face was cold. Even after stepping off the field, his expression hadn't changed in the slightest. It was as if he had done something trivial.

Yes, he treated defying his teachers as a trivial matter!

In short—

He wasn't afraid.

It was this very point that made the Academy Elder uncomfortable and feel a sense of aversion!

The Academy Elder could tolerate youths who were ten times more troublesome and mischievous than Fang Yuan, precisely because those students knew fear and were driven by agitated emotions.

As long as they feared and were impulsive, they were easy to manipulate and wouldn't deviate from control.

But Fang Yuan was different.

He was calm, composed, and didn't take teachers seriously.

He showed no reverence!

How could a person who showed no reverence for the clan be used by the clan, even if they were cultivated?

"Such a person, once they appear, must be suppressed, absolutely suppressed! Otherwise, their existence will plant the seeds of rebellion in the hearts of other students. Over time, if they infect others, and no one respects the teachers, how can the academy manage its students?"

The Academy Elder narrowed his eyes and made a decision in his heart.

But soon, a look of worry reappeared on his face.

How could he suppress Fang Yuan?

Fang Yuan hadn't made any mistakes; there wasn't a single handle to grasp.

Fang Yuan's slipperiness gave him a sense of helplessness, as if he didn't know where to start. He had never encountered a student who was so familiar with and understood all the academy's rules.

As the Academy Elder, he had always presented himself as fair and just. He couldn't act like a thug and deliberately pick on Fang Yuan.

He had originally placed his hopes on the Punch and Kick Instructor, but he was now deeply disappointed.

"It seems that to suppress Fang Yuan's momentum, we'll have to wait until other students advance to the mid-stage of Rank 1 first."

The biggest factor influencing a Gu Master's advancement was their aptitude.

With his rich experience, the Academy Elder had already estimated in his heart: the only ones truly capable of being the first to advance were Gu Yue Fang Zheng, Chi Cheng, and Mo Bei.

One was A-grade, and the other two were B-grade. With the support of their elders, they lacked no primeval stones. Any one of them could potentially become the first mid-stage Rank 1 of this batch.

"Gu Yue Fang Zheng, Chi Cheng, and Mo Bei are the seeds of hope for this batch," the Academy Elder said with a sigh as he looked at the training ground.

With his seasoned eyes, he had already noticed: although the students stood casually on the training ground, they had actually subtly formed three circles.

In one circle, Gu Yue Chi Cheng was holding his shoulder, surrounded by a group of peers.

In the center of the second circle was Gu Yue Fang Zheng. The juniors from the clan leader's faction were subtly attached to this A-grade genius.

The third circle was Gu Yue Mo Bei. His internal injuries had been healed, and he stood in the field now, his face pale. His classmates were around him, showing concern.

"This is the meaning of letting them fight freely," the Academy Elder smiled with satisfaction as he looked at these three circles.

Allowing students to fight not only cultivated their combat awareness but, more importantly, screened out potential leaders in advance.

In previous years, it would take until the second half of the year to distinguish smaller circles. But in this batch, due to Fang Yuan's sudden emergence, his robbery and extortion had greatly accelerated the conflicts.

When facing Fang Yuan, only Fang Zheng, Mo Bei, and Chi Cheng dared to confront and challenge him directly.

Over time, through subtle influence, the other youths naturally gravitated towards these three as their leaders.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, these three circles represented a microcosm of the future high-level structure of the family.

"However, these circles are not yet stable, and people are still moving between them. Once these three promote to the intermediate ranks first, secure the positions of class leader and deputy class leader, and establish their authority, these circles will be initially solidified," the Academy Elder thought to himself.

Of course, there were some who did not belong to these three circles.

There was only one: Fang Yuan.

It was human nature to rely on the strong. In fact, although Fang Yuan extorted the other students and stood against everyone, it wasn't as if no youths actively wanted to align with him.

However, Fang Yuan rejected all of them. To him, only those who were useful were pawns, and these peers had too little value to exploit.

This was another reason why the Academy Elder disliked Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan was too solitary and did not integrate into the collective. For such an individual, the family's control over him was not as great as over the other youths.

The Academy Elder's gaze once again fell upon Fang Yuan in the field.

Fang Yuan stood alone in a spot, hands behind his back, eyelids slightly lowered. He allowed the youths in the field to fight fiercely for rewards without the slightest fluctuation on his face.

There was a void around him; no youths were willing to stand with him.

It was clear that he also did not want these people to stand with him.

He stood alone, enveloped by solitude.

He was an outsider to the collective.

"However, there's no need to worry too much. Fang Yuan is still young; he can be slowly molded," the Academy Elder thought, a sharp glint in his eyes.

"Next, we will establish the class leaders and deputy class leaders. After a year, we will divide into groups and set up group leaders and deputy group leaders. Each academic year, there will also be various honors and awards, such as the Little Red Flower Award, the Blue Scarf Award, and the Five Good Student Award. If he wants to cultivate, he will need resources, and he will have to compete for these positions and awards. Over time, as he interacts with others, he will inevitably form bonds of kinship, friendship, and love. There's no need to worry that he will break free from the family's control in the future."

Over the years, the Academy Elder had gradually come to understand.

From the moment new family members were born, the family would brainwash them.

First, they would instill the value of family supremacy. Then, they would teach them morality, making them realize the beauty and importance of kinship, friendship, and love.

They also instilled a sense of honor, and throughout their growth, they continuously used material rewards to attract them. They used the positions established by the family to screen and recruit the most loyal clan members.

Even though positions like class leader and deputy class leader seemed minor, once attained, they meant being integrated into the family's system.

Within this system, through constant exposure, one side offered the benefits and sweetness of power, while the other side presented the disadvantages of leaving the system. With a carrot and a stick, who could escape?

No matter how rebellious or solitary a person was, they would be assimilated into the family step by step. Even without loyalty, it would be cultivated. Even without kinship, friendship, or love, these would be developed.

This was the power of the system.

This was the strength of the rules.

This was the way the family survived!