Three Shadows Appear at Once

"Don't you all believe me?" Ma Feifei asked curiously.

The three thousand people below nodded in unison.

To claim that reading just one book can propel someone to the Spirit Saint realm is practically tantamount to calling it Tianshu.

However, at this moment, everyone felt surprise, shock, and hesitation, but no one had any doubts.

This is why the Magic Book has brought so many surprises to everyone over the past few months, to the point that everyone thinks that since Ma Feifei could say that, it means that the book can indeed do it.

Of course, it also has to do with the quality of the book.

Epic-grade quality books are superior to Yellow Quality, so naturally, they will yield higher rewards.

Following this line of reasoning, if a Yellow Quality book can produce an eighth-tier spirit sword, then it's normal for Epic-grade- quality book to enable someone to become a saint.

Ma Feifei was somewhat surprised that everyone believed her, and said with a smile, "I was going to explain, but since everyone believes me, there's no need to. Let's begin the lesson now."

"Please open your books to the Analects, and we will recite them three times."

Recitation?

The three thousand cultivators were instantly embarrassed.

Some glanced furtively, others remained silent with their heads down; few remained calm and composed.

Ma Feifei was taken aback. Was her teaching method wrong? That's how teachers always taught when we were in school! Whenever we learned a new article, they would have the students read it aloud several times to enhance their memory of the content.

There's nothing wrong with it, is there?

But what do these people mean?

"What do you mean by this?" Ma Feifei asked curiously.

The people below remained silent.

"Gongsun Qiong, you tell me, why do you all look like this when I ask you to recite the Analects?" Ma Feifei asked, looking at Gongsun Qiong, who sat calmly by the table.

When Gongsun Qiong was called upon, she stood up, first bowed to Ma Feifei, and then said with a smile, "Teacher, perhaps everyone is just a little shy."

"Shy?" Ma Feifei was a little confused, then glanced at the three thousand cultivators kneeling on the table and slowly began to understand.

The reason for the shyness is that we are all so-called 'adults'!

Or rather, they are a group of people who have some social standing.

Of the three thousand people below the stage, seventy percent were at or above the Spirit King realm, twenty-nine percent were at the Spirit Ancestor realm, and only three were below that realm.

On the Azure Dragon Continent, reaching the Spirit Ancestor realm is already considered quite famous, especially since these Spirit Ancestor realm cultivators are generally not very old, mostly around thirty years old, making them the cream of the crop among the younger generation.

Needless to say, the ranks above Spirit King, Spirit Venerable, and even Spirit Emperor are even higher.

Everyone here is a person of status; suddenly asking them to loudly recite the contents of a book feels incredibly awkward.

It felt like going back to when they were a few years old, when their first teacher taught them to read and write.

Especially now, with so many people gathered together; the Azure Dragon Continent is neither too big nor too small, and among the three thousand people, there are many people I know, as well as many important figures whose names I have heard of but have never met.

Then, reading in front of so many people was really embarrassing.

Ma Feifei's face hardened. She picked up the ruler from the table and slammed it on the surface, saying sternly, "How old are you? Still acting like a little girl? Are you ashamed to come here to study the Analects? Wouldn't it be better to go home Mud Sport? Read your books!"

Having said that, Ma Feifei opened his commentary on the Analects, looked at the three thousand people below, and said, "I'll begin for you: The Master said: 'Is it not pleasant to learn with a constant perseverance and application? Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar? Is it not the mark of a gentleman to remain unperturbed when others do not recognize one's merits?... Remember this!'"

Confucius said, "Is it not pleasant to learn with a constant perseverance and application? Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar? Is it not the mark of a gentleman to remain unperturbed when others do not recognize his merits?"

"Master You said: 'He is a filial and fraternal man, yet he is prone to defying his superiors...'"

In the end, the three thousand students did not disobey Ma Feifei's orders and obediently began to recite the book.

The sound of three thousand cultivators reciting their poems echoed across the Green Grassland. As Ma Feifei looked at the scene of three thousand people reading below, he felt as if he had been elevated, and a sense of mission arose spontaneously.

"Yes, I must set a good example as a teacher and teach these students well!" Ma Feifei thought to himself.

Five minutes later, Ma Feifei fell asleep on the table...

"Alright, next we'll begin an in-depth Analytic of this the Analects and see what it's all about." Ma Feifei wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, looked at the annotated book in her hand, and said seriously.

"First, let's find out who this 'Master' in the Analects actually is..."

"Then the first sentence, which quotes Confucius as saying: 'Is it not pleasant to learn with a constant perseverance and application? Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar?' means..."

And so began Ma Feifei's journey of teaching three thousand practitioners the Analects.

Below, three thousand practitioners listened attentively, picking up paper and pens placed beside the table to take notes, writing detailed annotations for each sentence.

At this moment, they set aside their cultivation and status, becoming ordinary students, learning knowledge they had never learned before.

If they had been even slightly distracted, they would have noticed a faint aura slowly emanating from the statue of the saint beside them, drifting towards the three thousand students.

Just as Ma Feifei was having a great time teaching, several major events were happening at the Mysterious Bookstore.

"Look! Someone's started playing Pokémon again!"

First, a cultivator successfully triggered the Pokémon that no one had been able to trigger for months, and was sucked into the world of the book, beginning a new catching mission.

Just as everyone was watching the Pokémon projection, a corner of the Bookstore was suddenly illuminated by a burst of intense light. When everyone turned around, they discovered that the world of the book "The Legend of the Swordsmen of Shu Mountain" had also been triggered, and they had entered the world of the book.

Instantly, two projections appeared in the Bookstore.

"What's going on today?" The cultivators inside and outside the Bookstore stared in astonishment at the two projections. This was the first time they had encountered such a phenomenon since the Bookstore opened.

Just as everyone was surprised by the two projections, a golden light flashed from another corner of the Bookstore, and a dungeon activation token appeared on the long table.

"The Grave Robbers' Chronicles is reacting too!" everyone exclaimed.

"Is today a lucky day? Why are all these events happening?" a cultivator asked in confusion.

"I wonder if that person will open the instance. If they do, the worlds within the three Yellow Quality books will appear simultaneously today," a cultivator said expectantly.

The thought of three figures appearing together is truly awe-inspiring.

"Laifu, go and call the young master." The one who received the dungeon opening token was a middle-aged man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face. His cultivation level could not be discerned from the Bookstore, but judging from his demeanor, it was at least no lower than the Spirit King realm. At this moment, the middle-aged man was shouting at a servant at the door.

"Yes, Second Master, I'll go right away." The servant named Laifu disappeared in an instant.

Ten minutes later, Laifu arrived with a young man.