Wei Wu's Legacy

Recently, rumors have been circulating that Qin Tailai has taken a fancy to Li Qingmeng, claiming that the way he looks at her is all wrong and that the gaze of someone in love can never be hidden.

However, there is absolutely no concrete evidence to support these claims.

Yet, even these baseless whispers have managed to stir up quite a storm on the school forum.

Qin Tailai's female fans and Li Qingmeng's male and female fans are arguing incessantly, and on top of that, there are the trolls who love to watch the world burn, fanning the flames on both sides—it's practically the drama of the year.

Zhao Cheng doesn't browse the forum much and doesn't pay much attention to such things, but since his deskmate Zhou Yu happens to be one of those trolls, Zhao Cheng has learned a thing or two about it.

As for how the arguments end, the victorious side usually posts comments like "Why would a fairy bother with romance?" to bring the topic to a close.

As for the two parties involved, they have no intention of speaking up regarding such matters; the more one says, the more suspicious it looks, so they can only remain silent and wait for it to blow over naturally.

Sometimes, being a "celebrity" is not necessarily a good thing.

That is why Zhao Cheng keeps a very low profile in his daily life, generally not revealing his brilliance unless absolutely necessary.

This is what is meant by a gentleman hiding his weapon within himself, waiting for the right moment to act.

Not long after, the instructors began to arrive one after another. Zhao Cheng had seen these instructors a few times during major school events, so they were somewhat familiar faces.

In the sword arts curriculum, students usually stay with the same teacher from the time they enter until they graduate, so there is no such thing as frequently changing classes.

Thus, having studied at Qingyuan for so many years, Zhao Cheng is only truly familiar with Wu Nian.

As for the other teachers, aside from the most beautiful one, Zhao Yue, he doesn't even know their names.

Previously, Zhou Yu had said that there were only two and a half true beauties in this school.

Two of them are the senior student Li Huang'er and the junior student Li Qingmeng, while the remaining half is not a student, but a teacher.

Zhao Yue, a veteran Swordsman, is thirty-three years old, unmarried, beautiful with a great temperament, fair-skinned, pretty, and long-legged. Her family background is also impressive, and she has countless suitors in society.

In terms of temperament and appearance, she is absolutely not inferior to the first two, and for certain groups of people, she even has an extra "lethal" effect—after all, some people don't like the young ones; they prefer those older than themselves, much like the legacy of Cao Cao.

The reason Zhou Yu only counts her as "half" is that she has never been married. It is said that she once had a fiancé, but he died in an accident before they could wed.

Human beings are complex creatures; sometimes, a widow who has been married is far more charming than someone who hasn't.

A thousand years ago, a big boss surnamed Cao had a particular fondness for this, and a thousand years later, there are even more people like that.

The power of an ancestor's example is infinite.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng saw Wu Nian approaching and immediately stood up to walk over and greet him.

The two teachers around Wu Nian saw Zhao Cheng, glanced at him, and smiled, "Old Wu, this new student you've taken in is quite good. His heart is pure, his intent is clear—he's a fine seedling."

In his past life, there was a saying that you can know a person's face but not their heart, but in this life, unless someone's spiritual realm has transcended the mundane and become ever-changing, a person's character can be perceived by a Swordsman with strong spiritual power.

In fact, not even counting Swordsmen, even some ordinary people with keen spiritual perception will sometimes subconsciously reject certain people, disliking them at first glance.

And for others, even if it's their first meeting and they aren't familiar, they still feel a sense of affinity.

Some say this is so-called compatibility, which isn't wrong, but at its core, it is a strange perception on a spiritual level.

Ordinary people have weak spiritual power, and even if it is strong, it is limited, so their intuition is hit-or-miss, whereas a master of the sword path can see through a person as if looking at the lines on their own palm.

Of course, that is a realm beyond the reach of a mere Swordsman, but with years of experience, a Swordsman can still make a rough judgment.

"Of course! My Wu Nian, if nothing else, when has my eye for talent ever been bad?!"

"My nickname 'Wu the Fiery Eye' isn't just for show!"

Wu Nian said proudly.

The so-called "Fiery Eye" naturally refers to the Fiery Eyes of Truth.

"Come, Zhao Cheng, let me take you to meet your fellow disciples."

Wu Nian waved his hand.

"I don't have any 'senior brother' or 'second brother' nonsense here. Based on when you entered, the earlier ones are seniors, and the later ones are juniors. In Qingyuan, including you, I have four students in total."

"Two of your seniors are already in their third year of high school, and one is in his second year."

"I see you and Zhou Yu have a good relationship; if that kid works a little harder, he should be your junior soon enough. For now, you are the youngest."

Wu Nian laughed heartily, his tone carrying a hint of an ancient hero.

Just as he was speaking, a group of three walked up to Wu Nian and greeted him in unison, "Hello, Teacher Wu!"

"This is Qi Ming, third year."

Wu Nian pointed to a boy who was a bit dark and thin, but whose eyes were incredibly bright.

This boy was dark-skinned and not particularly handsome or eye-catching, but one could sense a certain ferocity about him.

"Don't look at your Senior Brother Qi and think he's thin; his strength is not small. There's a saying about growing strength without growing flesh—even that kid Zhou Yu, with the same training progress, can't match your Senior Brother Qi in raw strength."

Wu Nian introduced him.

This world is vast and boundless, with countless strange physiques. Similar constitutions might have been rare in his past life, but in this world, even in a small place like Xiangnan, they are not uncommon.

However, a physique is just a physique; whether one can succeed in sword arts depends on their character. If the character is unstable, no matter how great the strength, it is like rotten wood—take Zhou Yu, for example.

"This is Zhang Shen, third year."

Wu Nian pointed to another fair-skinned youth. The youth stood tall and straight, though his facial features were perhaps too soft—a baby face. If you only looked at his back, he was naturally a heroic young man, but if you added his face, it was easy to make people doubt his gender.

"This is Zhu Guang, a sophomore."

Wu Nian finally pointed toward a tall youth.

Although this youth was not old, he possessed a very mature appearance; if the three of them were to walk together, everyone would absolutely assume that Zhu Guang was the eldest.

In reality, however, he was the youngest.

"Greetings, Senior Brothers!"

Zhao Cheng greeted the three senior brothers without a hint of stage fright.

"This is your Junior Brother, Zhao Cheng, a sophomore."

Wu Nian said, gesturing toward Zhao Cheng.

"Greetings, Junior Brother!"

The three senior brothers spoke in unison, showing no signs of distance.

While Zhao Cheng and the others were talking, more people arrived, and two figures walking together immediately drew many gazes.