"Haha, what are you worried about? If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. That old fossil and I are both still alive."
As she spoke, she turned to Mo Shanshan. "Girl, would you be interested in taking another teacher?"
"Haha, you old rascal. You've taken a liking to her!" An aged yet warm voice rang in the ears of First Teacher, Mo Shanshan, and Red Dust.
Red Dust replied disdainfully, "I simply can't bear to see such a fine talent go to waste.
"Besides, having a few more powerful cultivators in the world would make things livelier."
"Oh? From the sound of it, I shouldn't be surprised if that Dao Fanatic knows Carefree Swordsmanship someday!"
Red Dust smiled. "Let nature take its course!"
Mo Shanshan was just about to politely decline when Fuzi said, "Girl, the person before you is a talisman master beyond the Five Realms.
"If you become her disciple, you'll avoid many detours on the path of talismans.
"If Wang Shusheng doesn't even have that much generosity, then his reputation truly is undeserved."
Hearing this, Mo Shanshan no longer hesitated. "Teacher!"
"Haha, good! Over all these years, counting that shameless brat, you're my eighth disciple!
"While you're in Chang'an, visit Yan Se often and seek his guidance. He has already reached the Sixth Realm in the art of talismans!"
Time always passed quickly. A month went by in the blink of an eye, and during that month, something major happened: Fuzi confined Ning Que in the cave on the Back Mountain.
Fortunately, he made it out, becoming the second person in the Academy after Ke Haoran to emerge from that cave.
Following Red Dust's instructions, Mo Shanshan often visited the South Gate of Haotianism to ask about difficulties in her cultivation, and