Supreme Academy

Lin Feng had handed the entire growth gift pack provided by the system to Zhu Zhuqing.

Rather than saying he had taken on many disciples, it was more accurate to say the system was taking disciples through his hands.

However, Lin Feng had long since figured it out. His relationship with the system was more like a partnership.

As long as he could profit from it, that was enough.

He explained everything as the system instructed:

"The Shadow Nether Art is of a higher tier, so cultivation will be relatively slow. Just follow the steps and progress gradually. The other two are equivalent to Self-Created Soul Skills, consume relatively little, and are easy to learn. Master them as soon as possible to expand your combat abilities."

The energy level in this world was rather low. The Shadow Nether Art was already an Immortal Dao Cultivation Method, so progress would certainly not come quickly.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "The Cultivation Methods Your Master has passed down must not be leaked. Remember that?"

Zhu Zhuqing was no fool. How could she not know that if these Cultivation Methods were exposed, they would attract countless greedy eyes and might even bring disaster upon her?

The knowledge in her mind alone encompassed movement techniques, attacks, body tempering, Mental Power, and a whole series of cultivation methods.

Was there anything more precious in this world?

She understood the stakes well and nodded heavily. "Rest assured, Teacher. This disciple understands."

"Very good." Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction.

He was not afraid of trouble, but he hated hassle.

Besides, how could the Cultivation Methods he taught be passed around so easily?

Unless... someone paid for them. A whole lot of money.

This system really was damn impressive. When it passed down Cultivation Methods, it even imparted the scriptures, insights, and circulation routes in their entirety, making cultivation far more accessible.

Lin Feng did not even need to guide them from the side, though... he did not understand any of it himself.

As a tool, he could benefit too. Otherwise, seeing so many good things would definitely make him jealous enough to go on strike.

Once everything was settled, Lin Feng instructed her again:

"Alright, familiarize yourself with the Cultivation Methods first. Tomorrow, come out with me. We're going to... recruit students."

"Re-recruit students?"

Zhu Zhuqing remembered that Lin Feng had said he wanted to open an academy.

"Teacher, I'm already your disciple. Why are we still recruiting students?"

She had thought Lin Feng's talk of opening an academy had merely been meant to provoke her.

She had not expected him to actually mean it.

She asked without thinking, with even a trace of displeasure in her voice.

Lin Feng glanced at her with a faint, knowing smile. "Of course we're recruiting. I will take in seven disciples, and you will be the First Disciple."

Once Zhu Zhuqing came to her senses, she realized she had lost her composure.

Lin Feng had never said he would accept only her as his disciple.

Yet when she heard the words "First Disciple," the tiny bit of disappointment in her heart immediately vanished.

If I can't have Master all to myself, being the Chief Senior Sister will do!

That way, Teacher would be above, and she would be below.

She had already received so many benefits. She could not have everything.

"Alright."

The bad mood Dai Mubai had brought her today had already been completely washed away by Lin Feng's string of actions.

Lin Feng was thinking as well. Since he had gone this far, the lingering bond between those two should have been severed for the most part, right?

He would still have to keep an eye on them in the future. If the plot forcibly tied them together again and showed any signs of rekindling, he would naturally snuff it out at the first opportunity.

Lin Feng was in an excellent mood. He practically walked with the wind, unable to suppress the smile at the corners of his mouth.

Sure enough, as long as the hoe was swung often enough, no corner was too hard to pry loose!

Of Shrek's three beauties, he had successfully won over one.

Two remained? Naturally, he would keep swinging that hoe!

He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, who was still sitting with her eyes closed in meditation, and did not disturb her.

They had agreed to get a good night's sleep, yet the two of them ended up meditating and cultivating through the entire night, only opening their eyes at dawn.

Cultivation could really become addictive sometimes.

The itinerary had already been decided.

The two rose to their feet and exchanged a smile. Everything went without saying.

Lin Feng's goal was clear: he was heading for that shabby little village where Shrek Academy was located!

"Little Zhu Qing..."

As Lin Feng walked ahead and led the way, he stroked his chin. "What do you think our academy should be called?"

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind him and froze upon hearing that. "Huh? Teacher, are you asking me?"

She silently prayed, It'd be best if neither of us can think of anything, and then the academy plan falls through!

She had her own selfish motives, but she only dared think them.

Outwardly, she remained obedient and replied, "I-I don't know either. Teacher, didn't you think of one beforehand?"

"Tsk." Lin Feng clicked his tongue.

"If opening an academy weren't simpler, I'd really like to start a Sect for fun! What a pity, there's no manpower."

After pondering it for a while, he said, "How about calling it 'Supreme Academy'? What do you think?"

Zhu Zhuqing's little scheme had fallen through, but she still went along with him. "As long as Teacher thinks it's good, anything is fine."

Lin Feng curled his lips. He hated this kind of "whatever" attitude the most!

She did not have the enthusiasm expected of a founding First Disciple at all.

Forget it. He could not be bothered to think anymore. Supreme Academy it was!

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to be in a good mood today. The gloom from yesterday appeared to have been swept away.

It seemed she had truly let go of her previous convictions.

Because she seemed to have found a new pursuit.

"Teacher..."

She looked at their empty hands. "Are we really going to recruit students empty-handed like this?"

Lin Feng suddenly halted!

That was right! If he wanted to pry people away, he needed to bring a shovel...

He looked around. They were in the middle of nowhere, with nothing but a few crooked trees nearby.

Suddenly, his gaze locked onto an old-looking tree by the roadside, and his eyes lit up!

"You're right! Going empty-handed really is improper. Wait here!"

Before his words had even faded, his figure flashed to the foot of the tree. A phantom of a longsword flickered in his hand and vanished!

Whoosh!

A sharp Sword Qi swept past. The large tree, which required two people to wrap their arms around it, fell with a crash, its cut as smooth as a mirror!

Zhu Zhuqing's little mouth fell slightly open. That fleeting Martial Soul aura just now, along with the way he had felled the tree, had been so dashing!

But what was Teacher cutting down a tree for?

Before she could figure it out, Lin Feng had already returned carrying a large wooden board.

"Teacher, what do you need that wooden board for?" Zhu Zhuqing stared at it in confusion.

Lin Feng grinned, flashing two rows of white teeth. "Of course it's for our Supreme Academy's signboard! If we're opening up, we need some kind of storefront!"

With that, he held two fingers together like a sword. Soul Power gathered at his fingertips, and he began carving the board with a series of swift strokes!

Amid flying wood chips, the four large characters "Supreme Academy" soon appeared on the board.

The writing was grand and imposing, carrying the sharpness of a sword's edge and the air of a true master.

Zhu Zhuqing clicked her tongue in amazement. She had not expected her teacher to possess such fine calligraphy!

"Teacher, the characters are beautifully written! But where are you planning to hang this sign?"

Lin Feng's hand, holding the signboard aloft, froze in midair. "Uh... how about you hold it for now?"

Just then, a furious roar filled with vigor came from the distance:

"Hey! Which damned bastard cut down my family's ancestral thousand-year-old peach tree? Get the hell out here and pay up!"

At the spot where Lin Feng had just cut down the tree, an old farmer wielding a hoe was hopping madly as he cursed in their direction. His spittle was clearly visible in the sunlight.

Zhu Zhuqing tugged on Lin Feng's sleeve and quietly reminded him, "Teacher, that old man seems to be cursing at you?"

"Things are getting dicey, run!"