The Analects That Made One a Sage (Part Two)

Yun Qingyang read the list quickly, but it still took him half an hour to finish.

Three thousand people, not one missing, all were present.

"The Bookstore is open for business. Please show relevant proof of entry." Yun Qingyang put away the list and said expressionlessly.

Zhang Yunji has already gone inside; she's in charge of watching the shop today.

Yun Qingyang was clearly unhappy. She hadn't been on duty at the door for a long time, and this kind of weather was perfect for sleeping in, but Ma Feifei had dragged her out of bed to open the shop, which made her a little grumpy.

Yun Qingyang's face was full of displeasure, which naturally made everyone uneasy. Each of them held their assigned number, unsure whether they should hand it over.

'Tap, tap, tap,' At this moment, a light footstep suddenly came from the crowd, and then a red figure walked towards Yun Qingyang.

"Thank you for your trouble." Luan Feng took out a special golden number and handed it to Yun Qingyang, saying softly.

Yun Qingyang took the special number, glanced at it, nodded, and said, "Starting today, you can come for five consecutive days."

"Okay." Luan Feng smiled slightly and stepped into the Bookstore.

"That woman looks familiar," a cultivator in the crowd couldn't help but remark.

"I think I came here once last year," someone recalled and said.

Luan Feng's red attire and tall stature left a deep impression; so much so that her appearance this time immediately triggered memories deep within everyone's minds.

"I remember she used a special number to enter the Bookstore last time too. I didn't expect it to be the same this time. It seems she has a very powerful background!" a cultivator said enviously.

Special numbers are now extremely rare in Dubian Town because the Wantong Trading Market has canceled its special number lottery. It's said that they're now reserved for high-ranking officials, wealthy patrons, or elders and leaders of major sects. As a result, obtaining a special number has become significantly more difficult.

Since Luan Feng had taken the lead, the other cultivators became bolder and began to step forward one after another to hand over their unique numbers to Yun Qingyang; before long, the Bookstore was filled with cultivators reading books.

After collecting the admission tickets, Yun Qingyang quietly went to the cashier's counter where Ma Feifei usually worked and lay down, falling asleep within minutes...

Inside private room number one.

After the three thousand students entered, they found themselves in another world.

A vast Green Grassland.

Three thousand desks and tables were arranged in a neat and orderly fashion on the grassland.

Directly in front, there was a high platform with a lectern and a chair. Ma Feifei was sitting there, watching the three thousand students enter.

"Master, it seems we're inside a formation," Liu Ying said softly as she walked beside Chang Kong, looking at the surrounding Green Grassland.

Chang Kong frowned slightly, silently deducing the formation in his mind, trying to figure out its level, but he found that no matter how he deduced it, he could not calculate the level of the formation.

"Could it be a divine-level formation?" Chang Kong wondered.

At his level, he could even deduce Ninth-tier formation. Above the ninth order were divine-level formations, and currently, no divine-level formation master had appeared in the entire Azure Dragon Continent, so divine-level formations naturally did not exist.

But now, Chang Kong discovers that he cannot deduce this formation.

"Could the shop owner be a god-level array master?" Chang Kong wondered as he followed the others to the table, where they each found a spot to stand.

Looking at the three thousand people below the stage, Ma Feifei suddenly felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

"I never imagined that one day I would actually become a teacher, and teach a group of exceptionally talented people. It's really hard to believe," Ma Feifei thought to himself, stroking his chin.

At this moment, all three thousand people simultaneously raised their hands in worship, shouting, "Greetings, Teacher!"

Ma Feifei was startled; he hadn't even had time to react.

Suddenly, the space made a loud 'boom' sound.

A huge statue fell from the sky and crashed into the Green Grassland next to Ma Feifei.

Everyone was startled and their eyes turned to the enormous statue.

"Could this be Confucius himself?" Ma Feifei walked down from the platform, came to the statue, and carefully touched it.

The statue is nothing special; the stone used for carving is just ordinary granite. The statue depicts a man dressed in ancient clothing. Judging from his appearance, he is an old man with a serene and contented expression, gazing into the distance.

"System, what does this statue mean?" Ma Feifei ran into the system panel to ask.

"The host has gained the approval of three thousand students, therefore the system bestows upon the host a statue of a sage. Studying the Analects in front of the sage statue will increase Wuneng and grant additional benefits." This line appeared in the system information bar.

"Wow, impressive. But what's in it for me?" Ma Feifei couldn't help but ask. This thing was clearly aimed at the three thousand students; it had nothing to do with him, the teacher!

Unfortunately, the system did not respond.

Ma Feifei pouted, disappointed, and returned to the platform, looking down at the three thousand students below.

"Please have a seat, everyone."

"Thank you, teacher." The three thousand students bowed again before kneeling on the ground.

Although everyone was very interested in the suddenly appearing statue, at this moment, no one whispered among themselves; they all sat upright at their desks, looking at Ma Feifei on the high platform.

In this world, the respect for teachers and the importance of teaching are fully demonstrated at this moment.

Even Chang Kong, who had already become the Spirit Emperor, knelt there obediently and respectfully at this moment.

"Please take out your copies of the Analects." Ma Feifei, standing on the platform, seemed to be influenced by everyone's words and began to speak more earnestly.

Seeing that all three thousand people had taken out their copies of the Analects and placed them on their desks, Ma Feifei nodded in satisfaction and said, "I believe everyone already knows that this 'opening lecture' will be about the Analects. So why are we talking about it? I'll briefly explain it to you today."

At this point, Ma Feifei took out the true the Analects from his spatial bag, pointed at it, and said, "This black-covered the Analects is the first Epic-grade- quality book that will soon be available in Bookstore. Its level is higher than that of Yellow Quality books."

Although they already knew the news, everyone was still shocked when they saw it with their own eyes.

Ma Feifei continued, "What are the effects of this Epic-grade- quality book? What can everyone gain from it? I can tell you all about that here."

Ma Feifei paused, looked at the three thousand people below, and said, word by word, "This copy of the Analects can make one a saint!"

"Whoosh!"

At this point, the three thousand people finally couldn't help but speak up, staring in disbelief at the copy of the Analects in Ma Feifei's hand.

One book, the Analects, and you'll become a saint!