Teaching

The laughter that reached Yu Xiaogang's ears all turned into mockery directed at him.

The anger in his heart surged upward. His face alternated between green and white as he snorted coldly and suddenly raised his voice. "Let me reiterate—I am the person personally granted the title of 'Foremost Authority on Martial Soul Theory' by the current Pope of Spirit Hall! Spirit Hall—do you know what that is? The sacred land of Soul Masters in today's Soul Master world! You truly are—pigs incapable of appreciating fine grain!"

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang flicked his sleeve and strode out of the classroom without a shred of reluctance.

He walked with long, sweeping strides, his robes billowing in the wind. He never looked back, as though everyone in the room behind him was beneath his notice.

Seeing his master leave, Tang San hesitated for a moment before lifting his foot and following him out.

The moment Tang San moved, Xiao Wu naturally followed without hesitation. She skipped after him to his side, muttering, "Wait for me, Third Brother."

Seeing Yu Xiaogang leave on his own, the advanced class teacher did not go after him to persuade him to stay.

A professional smile hung on his face as he withdrew his gaze from the doorway and looked at the newly transferred students. "Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing—you five, find empty seats and sit down."

The five of them each chose a seat. Dai Mubai had wanted to sit beside Zhu Zhuqing, but she beat him to it, taking the corner seat against the wall in the last row. Dai Mubai could only sit down glumly in the third row.

After arranging their seats, the teacher turned around, opened the textbook in his hands to the page for today's lesson, and respectfully offered it to Qian Ren Shuang with a flattering smile. "Then, Homeroom Teacher Qian—please substitute for this lesson."

The brighter his smile was, the more eagerly he hoped this Director Qian would make a mess of the lesson.

What original teacher would be convinced by a homeroom teacher who had been parachuted in from nowhere? They appeared respectful on the surface, but in truth, they were already waiting to see Qian Ren Shuang make a fool of himself in front of everyone by failing to explain the textbook.

Qian Ren Shuang accepted the textbook and glanced over the day's content. He did not decline. Turning to Xiang Ya, he said, "Xiang Ya, help me get two magnets."

Xiang Ya answered and hurried out of the classroom. Before long, she returned with two palm-sized magnets. Qian Ren Shuang took them and placed them on the lectern, cleared his throat, swept his gaze over the students, and began his explanation.

"Today's topic is quite important." His voice was not loud, yet every word carried clearly into every corner of the classroom. "Once you understand it, if someone deliberately guides you to absorb an unsuitable soul ring while hunting soul beasts, you'll be able to notice. You won't get tricked and still be moved to tears with gratitude toward the person who tricked you."

After saying that, Qian Ren Shuang turned around and swiftly wrote several large words on the blackboard—"Why Find a Suitable Soul Ring?"

He put down the chalk, braced both hands on the lectern, and continued, "I believe everyone knows that a soul ring is the essence condensed from an entire soul beast. In other words, when we absorb a soul ring, what we actually absorb is the purest energy within that soul beast. However, the survival law among soul beasts is the weak being prey to the strong. So while we are absorbing a soul ring, the soul ring is also trying to occupy our bodies—that is why we feel pain during absorption."

After saying this, he picked up the two magnets Xiang Ya had just handed him and held them up before his chest. "To clearly demonstrate compatibility when choosing soul rings, I would like a female student from the auxiliary or healing branch to come up and assist me."

The moment he finished speaking, a stir broke out below the stage.

Quite a few girls could not help secretly resenting why their martial souls were not from the auxiliary or healing branch. Otherwise, they could take this opportunity to get close to this handsome new homeroom teacher.

The female students from the auxiliary and healing branches all sat up straight, staring eagerly at Qian Ren Shuang on the lectern, practically wishing they could raise their hands and jump up there directly.

The boys, meanwhile, were secretly astonished. This new director's teaching style was far too different from those of the previous teachers.

When the previous teachers taught, they merely read the textbook's contents aloud once more. Yet the material in those textbooks was more cumbersome than a legal code, words crammed against words and sentences nested within sentences, as though the people who compiled the textbooks were afraid students might actually understand them.

As a result, the current state of learning was this: those who could understand the textbook still understood it, while those who could not still could not. After an entire lesson, the efficiency was pitifully low.

Qian Ren Shuang swept his gaze across the students and finally settled on a short-haired girl in the third row. "You. Come up."

The short-haired girl's eyes lit up. She immediately stood and walked to the lectern in a few steps, excitement and nervousness impossible to hide from her face. "Hello, Teacher Qian! My name is Jiang Zhu. My Soul Power is level thirty-three, and my martial soul is the Healing Scepter."

"Here." Qian Ren Shuang handed her the two magnets. "Try pressing these two magnets together."

Jiang Zhu took the magnets and first tried pressing the same-colored sides together. The moment the two magnets drew close, they repelled each other. She had to exert tremendous force just to barely push them together, her fingertips turning white from the pressure.

"Does anyone know what principle this is?" Qian Ren Shuang swept his gaze across the students below, asking what seemed like an unrelated question.

When all the students shook their heads, Qian Ren Shuang silently mocked them in his heart, A bunch of idiots, before slowly beginning his explanation. "This is called like poles repel."

Next, Qian Ren Shuang gestured for Jiang Zhu to turn one over. She flipped one of the magnets, and this time, the moment they neared each other, they snapped together with a smack, effortlessly.

"This is called opposite poles attract." This time, Qian Ren Shuang did not even bother asking a question and directly explained it to everyone.

"Now, Student Jiang Zhu." Qian Ren Shuang looked at her. "Tell me, under which condition does it take less effort?"

"When opposite poles attract." Jiang Zhu answered honestly, the tips of her ears faintly reddening. Her thoughts had already begun wandering—she silently hoped that she and Director Qian could also "attract as opposites."

"Good. Thank you, Student Jiang Zhu, for coming up to demonstrate. Return to your seat." Qian Ren Shuang gestured to her. After Jiang Zhu returned to her seat, he continued his explanation. "Martial souls and soul rings are like magnets. The more similarities they share, the closer they are to 'opposite poles attract,' and the easier they are to absorb. Conversely, the fewer similarities they share, the closer they are to 'like poles repel,' and the more difficult they are to absorb."

"Director Qian!" A muscular young man with several spikes on his clothing abruptly slapped the desk and stood up, his voice booming. "Then which one gives a greater increase in strength?"

Qian Ren Shuang glanced at him but did not rush to answer. He released the two magnets in his hand. Under the force of like-pole repulsion, the magnets immediately sprang apart and slid toward opposite sides of the lectern.