Su Mu

"This child is Wang Hao." Principal Zhong Li nodded, seeming hesitant to speak. "But this child has a small problem right now..."

"A small problem!?" Su Mu's white brows drew together, and a golden gleam flashed from his eyes, shooting straight into Principal Zhong Li's mind.

"Senior Su, it really isn't a major problem. It's just that this child's personality is a little bad," Principal Zhong Li hurriedly explained.

"Bad!?"

Su Mu withdrew his gaze and muttered, "What does bad mean? Back then, Tianyi was too kind-hearted. He always left room for mercy in everything he did, but what was the result!?"

Zhong Li wiped the sweat from his forehead. Dealing with an ancient monster like this was truly terrifying. But what did this mean!? Could it be that Su Mu intended to train Wang Hao into an unparalleled Big Bad Egg!?

"Senior Su, do you need me to call Wang Hao over?" Principal Zhong Li asked quietly.

"No." Su Mu waved his hand. "Tomorrow is your school's Arena Competition. I'll stay and take a good look."

"That's wonderful. I'll make the arrangements right away." Principal Zhong Li was overjoyed. This was the president of Tianbei University. If any student caught his eye, wouldn't that be equivalent to receiving an admission notice from Tianbei University directly? This was undoubtedly another affirmation of his educational ability.

"By the way, how is this child's skill with potions?" Su Mu suddenly asked.

Principal Zhong Li hurriedly replied, "Officially, he is announced as a Level One Pharmacist Apprentice, but Wang Hao's actual potion-making level has already reached Level Two Pharmacist. He is not far from becoming a Level Three Pharmacist Ancestor, and there are no teachers at the school capable of teaching him."

After saying that, Principal Zhong Li's face reddened slightly. After all, they were a school, yet they had no teachers capable of teaching a student. That was rather embarrassing.

"He reached Level Two Pharmacist at seventeen!?" Su Mu stared at Wang Hao in the distance in shock. This little fellow had truly brought him an unprecedented surprise!

In the Interstellar Federation, Pharmacists were divided into six levels, but there were definitely no more than ten people who could reach Level Two Pharmacist by the age of seventeen.

Those people were all treasures gathered from across the entire Interstellar Federation and cultivated by the Pharmacist Guild. Someone like Wang Hao, who had silently researched his way to Level Two Pharmacist alone, simply did not exist—he was unprecedented.

"Good, good, good! This is truly wonderful." Su Mu stroked his beard and laughed loudly. The greater Wang Hao's displayed abilities, the more the Royal Academy would regret it in the future—perhaps until their intestines turned green with regret.

Principal Zhong Li rolled his eyes, thinking, Wonderful my ass!

A Martial Disciple Level 5 could carve a statue in one day at most, but this little bastard had been at it for three days and still had not finished.

Of course, he knew what Wang Hao was up to. Wasn't it simply because the food was too good, so he wanted to keep eating for free?

At the same time, Zhong Li deeply regretted it. He had originally believed that Wang Hao could finish in a day, so he had instructed his secretary to prepare a luxurious set meal for Wang Hao as a way to build a relationship with the kid.

But because Su Mu was coming, he had too many things to handle and did not bother with Wang Hao. As a result, Wang Hao had eaten like this for three straight days.

One luxurious meal cost over three thousand credits. That meant more than ten thousand a day. After three days, it was nearly equal to an entire month of his salary. If Wang Hao kept eating, he would go bankrupt.

At that moment, Wang Hao happily put a piece of Demon Beast Meat into his mouth. He felt that Principal Zhong Li was truly generous, actually preparing luxurious meals for him and letting him eat them for three consecutive days.

This had also resulted in him not cultivating for the past three days, yet he felt as though he was about to break through.

Of course, he had not been idle during those three days either. Taking advantage of the Smart Bracelet's convenient Internet access, he had looked up a great deal of information about this world.

After all, aside from potion-related knowledge, Unlucky Egg's memories had barely contained anything else. This had left him completely ignorant about Martial Dao.

"Burp!"

Wang Hao let out a satisfied burp and rubbed his round belly. He turned to look at the half-finished statue. "I'll finish carving the Old Man's statue today."

To be honest, Wang Hao wanted to keep eating for free forever, but unfortunately, the Arena Competition would be held tomorrow. He had no time to waste on a statue.

He stood up, stretched his body a little, and began moving...

At that moment, the principals of all ninety-nine schools on Earth were rushing toward Eleventh High School. Clearly, they had received news that Su Mu had come to Earth.

Although they did not understand why Su Mu had come to Eleventh High School, as long as the president of Tianbei University came, they were absolutely delighted to welcome him.

At the same time, several top forces on Earth sent messages to these principals, telling them to spare no effort in persuading Su Mu to stay and watch the Hundred Schools Competition.

That way, Su Mu could see whether there were any students in the Hundred Schools Competition who caught his eye. If someone truly caught Su Mu's attention, they might even become his disciple. That would absolutely bring honor to ancestors.

Very soon, dozens of old men arrived at Eleventh High School. Upon receiving the news, Principal Zhong Li flew into a rage and cursed loudly. These bastards really were like dogs. He could not even enjoy a piece of meat by himself.

"Old Zhong, your Eleventh High School can't keep everything to yourselves. You need to have a proper talk with Senior Su."

"That's right. We've known each other for decades, after all. You must persuade Senior Su to stay and watch the Hundred Schools Competition."

"If Senior Su stays this time, our schools will receive quite a few donations from various families."

"Old Zhong, we're all in education, all doing this for Earth's children. You can't only think about the children of Eleventh High School."

"That's right. We're all one family. Don't make it seem as if we've split apart."

"..."

Principal Zhong Li's face darkened. This bunch of bastards was truly shameless!

Back when students from their schools trampled on Eleventh High School's students, he had never heard any of this nonsense about everyone being one family.

Now that Senior Su had come, they immediately became one family. What a pack of shameless bastards.

However, with a super genius like Wang Hao, his horizons were no longer the same as those country bumpkins. His future stage would be the entire Interstellar Federation's educational world.

"Fine, I'll speak to Senior Su and see whether he is willing to stay and watch the Hundred Schools Competition." Principal Zhong Li waved his hand, then said seriously, "But I cannot guarantee that Senior Su will stay. After all, what someone like him chooses to do is not something I can decide."

Hearing this, the principals of the major schools repeatedly nodded. As long as someone went to speak with him, everything would be negotiable...

By evening, Wang Hao had finally finished his father's statue. He tossed aside the hammer and chisel, looked at his father's statue, nodded in satisfaction, and then headed home.

Tonight, he needed to cultivate properly for an entire night and strive to break through to Martial Disciple Level 6 tomorrow. That would also prepare him for tomorrow's Arena Competition.

Just after Wang Hao left, a breeze swept past. Su Mu appeared. After looking at Wang Hao's departing back, he raised his head toward Wang Tianyi's statue and said sorrowfully, "Tianyi, no matter where you are, your master believes you are still alive. As for your son, since he is willing to walk the path of Martial Dao, I will certainly protect him. As long as I am here, no one will be able to touch him..."