Who Do You Think You Are, Yu Xiaogang, To Call Yourself a Teacher!

In the cafeteria, while getting food.

"Hey, Auntie, did you give me too much? I didn't order these two chicken drumsticks, this braised pork, or this meatball soup."

Qin Qi stared at the incredibly rich lunch in front of him, stunned, and spoke up.

"The drumsticks were ordered for you by the teacher leading the team, and the principal had the braised pork added to your meal."

"The meatball soup is a gift from our cafeteria chef."

"Young man, we all heard your speech. You said it well."

The cafeteria lady patted Qin Qi with a gratified look; the cafeteria staff had heard him say that the cafeteria cooks were great people.

Regardless of whether he was sincere or not, Qin Qi had said it in front of so many people, and the cafeteria staff were happy about it.

"Then thank you, Auntie."

Qin Qi expressed his gratitude, then took his meal and walked away, preparing to find Teacher Zhao to eat together.

"Qin Qi, come eat with us!"

"I have an empty seat here, come here, come here!"

"Little brother, come eat with us big sisters. We have desserts here, you know."

"Thank you all, but I have an appointment with my teacher. Next time, definitely next time!"

Qin Qi knew why these people were so enthusiastic toward him; he had displayed enough talent.

That was why he had earned their goodwill. It was a bit realistic, but not necessarily a bad thing.

After all, if someone is nice to you for no reason, they usually have ulterior motives—yes, I'm talking about you, Grandmaster.

"It seems our little genius is quite popular."

Teacher Zhao watched Qin Qi walk over and teased him with a smile.

"Hehehe."

Qin Qi flashed an honest smile, looking every bit the cute, good kid.

Meanwhile, on the first floor.

"Boss Qin Qi is really amazing. He has a Spirit Ring at such a young age, and a hundred-year one at that."

"I'm so envious."

The other students of Dorm Seven were discussing Qin Qi with great excitement. Even though it wasn't them, Qin Qi had come from their dormitory, and they felt a sense of pride.

"Hmph, what's so great about that? I'll go get a Spirit Ring in a few days, a hundred-year one too!"

Xiao Wu felt a sudden surge of annoyance as she listened to the others discuss Qin Qi. She was supposed to be the big sister of the dorm, after all.

"Big Sister Xiao Wu, Spirit Beasts aren't that easy to deal with. With our strength, we can't handle a hundred-year Spirit Beast."

"Besides, even if we could, we might not be able to absorb it safely."

"The graduates of our academy basically all have ten-year Spirit Rings, or maybe a few decades old."

"Hundred-year ones are extremely rare. I don't know about other big cities, but in Nuoding City, we haven't seen anyone like Qin Qi in many years."

Wang Sheng sighed. Nuoding City wasn't large to begin with, and they were all Work-Study Students.

Obtaining a good Spirit Ring was even harder than climbing to the heavens.

"Bam!"

No sooner had Wang Sheng finished speaking than Xiao Wu punched him.

"Less nonsense. I said it'll be fine, so it'll be fine. Just you wait."

Xiao Wu said, clearly displeased.

"Oh right, I forgot to ask, Big Sister Xiao Wu, what level is your Spirit Power?"

Wang Sheng suddenly thought of this. He was at level nine, and Xiao Wu had defeated him easily.

That meant she was at least level nine, or perhaps already level ten!

"I..."

Just as Xiao Wu was about to answer, Qin Qi came down from the second floor and walked toward their table with a smile.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Qin Qi asked.

"Hmph, none of your business. Didn't you go to the second floor? Why are you back down here?"

Xiao Wu looked at Qin Qi and snorted.

"I'm already full, so I came down to chat with you all."

"Oh, right, here are the carrots I promised you earlier. And for everyone else, one chicken drumstick each!"

Qin Qi distributed the food he had brought to everyone.

"Boss Qin Qi, did you strike it rich?!"

Wang Sheng looked at the uncharacteristically generous Qin Qi, feeling a chill run down his back; when things were abnormal, there had to be a demon at play!

"Hahaha, that's right, I struck it rich!"

"After completing the Spirit Master certification at Spirit Hall, I can receive one Gold Spirit Coin every month!"

"I'm a wealthy man now!"

Qin Qi marveled once again at the earning speed of a Spirit Master. In Nuoding City, a blacksmith could only earn one Silver Spirit Coin after a month of hard labor.

That was twelve Silver Spirit Coins in total, or one Gold and two Silver.

Yet, Qin Qi didn't have to do a thing; he could just lie back and collect one Gold Spirit Coin a month, totaling twelve Gold Spirit Coins a year!

"Eh, so you actually get money after becoming a Spirit Master!"

"Then I have to become a Spirit Master sooner! Ah-ya-ya-ya-ya."

Xiao Wu grabbed a carrot with both hands and stuffed it into her mouth, finishing it in no time.

She had completely forgotten about her anger from just a moment ago and began talking to Qin Qi quite naturally.

"Qin Qi, can you tell me about the process of hunting spirits?"

Tang San suddenly spoke up at this moment.

He also possessed innate full Spirit Power and it was time for him to obtain a Spirit Ring, but he was still quite unclear about the procedure.

"Sure, let's start with the classification of Spirit Rings: ten years is white, a hundred years is yellow, a thousand years is purple, and ten thousand years is black."

"When hunting, the selection of the Spirit Beast is also very important. It is best to choose a Spirit Beast that is compatible with your own Spirit."

"For example, Wang Sheng's Spirit is a tiger, so it would be best for him to find a tiger or a feline Spirit Beast."

"That provides the best enhancement for his Spirit and makes it easiest to produce a Spirit Ring suitable for him."

"And then there's the age limit; it's best to aim for a hundred years. If it's too low, it will affect future development."

Qin Qi didn't hold anything back. He had no conflict with Tang San, and this knowledge wasn't exactly a secret.

You could find any teacher and ask, and they would tell you.

"The specific methods for identifying Spirit Beasts are taught by the teachers in the higher grades. Tang San, if you want to know, I can lend you my textbooks."

Wang Sheng spoke up at this point.

"No need. Doesn't Little San have a teacher? Even if Grandmaster is a freeloader, he should at least know these basics."

"Little San, you can just go ask Grandmaster directly."

Qin Qi said with a smile.

And speaking of Grandmaster, Grandmaster arrived. Just then, Yu Xiaogang walked in from outside and headed straight toward Qin Qi and the others.

"Little San."

Yu Xiaogang greeted Tang San.

"Teacher."

Tang San also greeted him in return.

But next, Yu Xiaogang looked at Qin Qi; he had also heard about Qin Qi's situation.

"What is your Spirit? How much Spirit Power do you have now?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Qin Qi and asked.

"Hmm!"

Tang San couldn't help but frown upon hearing this.

"What my Spirit is... what does that have to do with you? Why should I tell you?"

Qin Qi looked at Yu Xiaogang, his smile remaining on his face, but his words were utterly blunt.

"You! I am a teacher at this academy; you have no manners at all speaking to me like that!"

"How did your family raise you!"

Yu Xiaogang wore an expression of dissatisfaction.

"Manners? You're a Spirit Master yourself, don't you know that it's very impolite to casually inquire about someone else's Spirit and Spirit Power?"

"And since you're a teacher, may I ask what grade you teach?"

Qin Qi didn't show any weakness and pushed back. Who did Yu Xiaogang think he was, trying to put on airs of a teacher in front of him?

To be blunt, he could kill him in a single thought right now.

"Never mind what grade I teach, I am still a teacher at this academy!"

Yu Xiaogang was even more annoyed. Although he held the title of teacher at the academy, he had no opportunity to actually teach classes.

The principal might not do any real work, but he still had his wits about him. It was fine to let Yu Xiaogang hang around the academy for a free meal.

But if he were allowed to teach students, with his high-minded but low-ability attitude, Notting Academy would be ruined.