Her Teaching Career Was Over, Then (Please Read On)

Seeing that no one responded, Xiao Yan could only make a regretful exit.

He'd thought he could beat up a few more people. He'd never get such a good chance to bully his classmates openly again!

Xiao Yan hopped off the challenge platform, then turned to Teacher Mu Jin.

"Teacher, that's the end of my introduction. We can move on to the next step now."

"Y-your introduction?"

Mu Jin froze, only then remembering that Xiao Yan really had been introducing himself before the fight.

"Ahem. All right, students. Since you've all gotten to know each other, next we'll... choose a class monitor."

"Even though we may only be together for three months as new students, I hope those with lower cultivation can do their best to improve. So... it would be more suitable for a student with a high Soul Power Level to serve as class monitor."

"Hmm... Ning Tian, although you're a Support System Soul Master, you're the highest-ranked student in our class. I propose that Ning Tian become class monitor. What do you think?"

Xiao Yan returned to the audience seats and sat beside Xiao Yulü. The classroom, with its tiered seating, reminded him of the lecture halls from his previous life, and he couldn't help feeling nostalgic.

"Teacher, although I'd very much like to be class monitor, I'm afraid there's someone else in our class who'd be better suited for the role."

Ning Tian stood up. Her short hair covered the corners of her eyes, concealing her expression and making her hard to read.

"For example, Xiao Yan."

"I'm sure everyone here would wholeheartedly accept him as class monitor."

Xiao Yan froze. Oh no. How had this gotten dragged over to him?

"Ahem. Well, everyone, I appreciate the kind thought, but..."

"No! Xiao Yan can't be class monitor!"

As Xiao Yan rose to explain, a shrill voice tore through the air, accompanied by a horrifying rustling sound that reached everyone's ears.

Everyone turned toward the sound and saw its source: Zhou Yi, crawling gloomily along the ground...

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan!"

"Join Class One! Join Class One! Join Class One!"

"???"

Zhou Yi gloomily crawled up to the audience seats, repeating her eerie cries from earlier.

"Join Class One! Join Class One! Join Class One!"

"Big Sis Maya, stop, stop, stop!"

Unable to bear the old face twisting and twitching beside him, Xiao Yulü reached out and held her down. But even with her head pinned, Zhou Yi kept flailing her limbs like some bizarre mutant, wriggling closer to Xiao Yan.

I want him, I want him, I want him!

She wanted Xiao Yan as her student so badly!

He was only nine, yet already possessed such fighting strength and such a strong character!

Didn't the academy always say she expelled students on a whim and relied on overly aggressive teaching methods!?

If she could bring Xiao Yan under her wing today, then once he grew up, wouldn't that prove her teaching methods were right, and that every other teacher was the one in the wrong?

There was absolutely nothing wrong with Zhou Yi's teaching methods! The students were the problem!

They were useless, incompetent! They couldn't put her teaching methods into practice!

All she had to do was get Xiao Yan, teach him well, give him resources, and help him become a Titled Douluo!

Then Zhou Yi would be known as the teacher of a Douluo. Xiao Yan might even repay her kindness, and she could rise to greater heights—perhaps even become the Sea God Pavilion's master!

"But I refuse."

"Huh?"

Zhou Yi froze, as if she hadn't heard him—or couldn't believe it.

"I said, I refuse."

Xiao Yan looked at Zhou Yi's old face. He knew it was a disguise created with a transformation technique, but seeing it too much still made him feel sick.

"Why?"

Zhou Yi asked reflexively. Xiao Yan gave her a thumbs-up, then slowly turned it downward.

"Old hag, you don't really think you can just get me into Class One and then claim credit for my future achievements, do you?"

"When I become a god, are you going to say, 'I, Zhou Yi, taught a god'?"

"Keep dreaming."

"You..."

Zhou Yi froze for a moment. Then her chest heaved violently. She was furious.

She was only wearing a human-skin mask, and he'd called her an old hag! She'd only done it to appear more authoritative in front of her students, and now he was calling her old for it!

What was the one thing women couldn't stand? That's right: being called old. Now Zhou Yi had not only been berated to her face by Xiao Yan, but had also been called an old woman.

This was... unforgivable!

Zhou Yi flushed red in an instant, provoked into using Martial Soul Possession and going after him. But she'd forgotten one thing.

Xiao Yan's Martial Soul possessed Dragon Energy.

Just as Teacher Zhou Yi had used Martial Soul Possession and was baring her teeth at Xiao Yan, about to breathe in and swallow him whole, Little Fire Dragon struck.

It was only a simple Dragon's Wrath. Though it was a low-level skill that dealt just 40 damage even when super effective, in that instant it filled her with overwhelming fear. Then...

Zhou Yi's legs gave way again, and she slid to her knees.

"Waaah, Xiao Yan-chan, I was wrong! Just join Class One, please! I'm begging you..."

"Crawl."

Xiao Yan planted his shoe on her face and strained with all his might to keep her from wriggling closer. Then he pointed toward the nearby sports field.

"Old hag, look at yourself! Do you look anything like a teacher right now?"

"You've fallen to your knees in front of your Class One students several times, crawling around in the shadows. Is this the dignity of a teacher you keep talking about?"

Only then did Zhou Yi remember that her class was still running. She turned to look and saw that nearly half the students on the sports field had stopped to watch her make a fool of herself.

"You... What are you all doing!? Do you want to be expelled? Stop looking... Waaah, don't look, please don't look! Close your eyes..."

The usually imposing teacher had completely lost her composure. Xiao Yulü stared at her, his eyes wide, and murmured:

"Why does the old woman put on the bashful airs of a maiden?"

Seeing all the commotion, the students on the field gradually gathered around. Even Wang Dong wanted to come over and see what was going on. Only Huo Yuhao kept running, even though he was exhausted.

Mu Jin knew she couldn't just stand by, so she hurried to restore order and organize the Class One students to go back and continue carrying out Teacher Zhou Yi's training plan. But some of them weren't having it.

"How ugly. How can someone like her be our homeroom teacher?"

"Exactly! How can our homeroom teacher be someone so affected? How can she lead us to become powerful Soul Masters like this? Change our teacher! Change our teacher! Change our teacher!"

"Change our teacher!"

"Change our teacher!"

The calls grew louder and louder. Even Mu Jin didn't know what to do.

Looking at the scene before her, Zhou Yi's face went pale.

If the other teachers saw her like this, then her career as a teacher would be over, wouldn't it!?