When the raccoon regained consciousness, Shang Yanting returned with two important items: the Puppet Technique Manual and the Buddha Fruit.

"woke up."

"Uh-huh."

Back at home, Jia Xitong rolled around on Shang Yanting's pillow several times, clutching her blanket. "When did we get back?"

Shang Yanting: "Two hours ago."

It looks like she didn't sleep for very long.

"I'm going into seclusion to conduct research soon. What about you?"

He has already obtained the necessary materials to make humanoid puppets, so naturally he will study them carefully.

"I...don't want to stay at home all the time."

Although I'm happy to be with Shang Yanting, it's not good to stay at home all the time.

Shang Yanting didn't intend for her to stay indoors all the time, but he couldn't let her run around everywhere either. "Then you can help me manage the Third Special Class."

"I?"

Jia Xitong was taken aback. "You mean you want me to be their teacher?"

Shang Yanting: "...half a teacher."

But even someone who's only half a teacher is still a teacher!

"Okay, okay."

Jia Xitong nodded vigorously, "You can leave those students in the Special Class 3 to me with peace of mind!"

Hearing her confident assurance, Shang Yanting paused in his book-turning motion—

Suddenly, I felt a little uneasy about leaving her in the care of the students in the Special Class 3.

##

On her first day as a teacher, Jia Xitong specially changed her hairstyle and wore a new outfit. Then, Niu Chuanchuan drove her to the door in a Suzuki Flying Owl.

She opened the door with an air of superiority, looked at the students who were already seated in the classroom, and stood on the podium to announce...

"Host has recently gone into seclusion. From today onwards, I will be your substitute teacher."

After that, let's have some applause!

There was no applause.

The classroom was silent, and everyone looked towards the door as if seeking confirmation.

After waiting for quite a while, someone finally said, "Really?"

"certainly."

Jia Xitong didn't understand why they were acting this way, so she reiterated, "From now on, I am your teacher."

"Wow!"

The classroom erupted in chaos.

The students in the Special Class 3 were like wild horses breaking free of their shackles, shouting and running around the classroom, completely out of control.

"Discipline! Watch your discipline!"

Jia Xitong slammed her hand on the podium and shouted, but soon, several groping hands reached out in front of her.

"Ah, I've wanted to do that for a long time."

"The fine brushes are so smooth and silky!"

"Why is the teacher so fierce, but his pet monster is so cute?"

These people became increasingly bold, touching the little raccoon's specially tied tuft of hair, asking, "Why is it so hard here?"

Jia Xitong: "If you don't behave yourselves, I'll tell on you."

She unleashed her ultimate weapon, Shang Yanting, saying, "If you don't sit still, I'll tell the host tonight that you not only don't study properly, but you've also defiled your teacher."

Although Shang Yanting himself is no longer with us, his influence remains.

Upon hearing this, everyone finally sat down obediently.

Jia Xitong squatted on the podium, looking at them sternly, "Look at you all, what kind of people are you! You don't focus on your cultivation all day long, how can you make any progress!"

Oh, and I brought some local specialties from Gengbo, you can try them.

The students of the Special Class 3: ...

Gengboguo's specialty, Zhizhi fruit, is a fruit shaped like a mangosteen, pure white and translucent, and edible from head to toe.

It has a texture similar to jelly and a refreshing, sweet taste.

According to Shang Yanting, after she fell into a coma, the King of Gengbo, in gratitude, gave her all the Zhizhi Fruits that had been offered as tribute that year.

A seven-cubic-meter talisman was indeed filled.

Jia Xitong gave Liang Baoyu and Uncle Karl two boxes each, and the students of the Special Class 3 also took several back with them after class.

##

Unlike Shang Yanting's extremely serious classes, Jia Xitong's learning atmosphere was both diligent and relaxed.

Everyone follows the rule that Little Raccoon studies for one hour and rests for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. During breaks, everyone will also chat with her about gossip.

According to her observations, men are just as interested in gossip as women.

The topics of frequent discussion include: the power rankings, the beauties in the academy, various exams, and where the senior students went after leaving the school.

Through these experiences, Jia Xitong learned quite a bit.

For example, the combat power ranking is an unofficial list, entirely for young people. It records the strongest martial artists under forty years old in the entire academy.

Pu Yun ranked eleventh.

Qu Changxi ranked third.

"And the first and second place?"

Because the original work focuses on the relationship between the two women, she only knows about the beauty list.

"The second place is a woman, but her identity is mysterious. It is said that Teacher Qu was originally the second in the combat power ranking, but he was defeated by this woman."

The slightly plump disciple dressed in blue said.

That's amazing!

Jia Xitong's eyes widened as she listened intently, her head resting on the table. "And who got first place?"

There is no number one on the combat power ranking.

"ah?"

She paused for a moment.

"As the saying goes, there is no second place in literature, but no first place in martial arts. The founder himself said that unless someone can stand out from the crowd and reach a level that all young martial arts practitioners can only dream of, there will be no first place."

For all these years, the first place has remained vacant.

"But our teacher is also very strong. He can easily beat Kong Sheng down!" The slightly shorter disciple standing next to Jia Xitong said, "I really want to know where our teacher would rank if he were on the power ranking."

Who is Kong Sheng?

Why doesn't Jia Xitong remember having this person in her class?

"That guy who skipped class for two months and only came once."

"That time you made a big hole in the classroom and almost got blown away by the wind."

The people around her glanced at her and offered their opinions, helping her recall the events.

"I remember now! That little troublemaker."

"Alas, he was actually a pitiful person too."

Seeing that Jia Xitong was interested, the disciple in green robes began to tell her in detail, "A few years ago, Kong Sheng was also a highly sought-after genius disciple. He once entered the Martial King level of the academy directly with the first place in the rankings, and his performance in the academy was outstanding in every aspect. He even once broke into the top ten of the combat power rankings."

Unfortunately, when he tried to break through to the Martial Grandmaster level, he failed. Not only did his cultivation level drop to the mid-stage of the Martial Spirit realm, but his foundation was also permanently damaged.

After all these years, he's only at the peak of Martial Spirit; he'll never reach Martial Grandmaster in this lifetime.

"right."

The disciple next to him nodded and said, "It's truly pitiful that he's ended up like this, having been assigned to the Third Special Class."

This experience sounds very similar to Shang Yanting's.

However, he only suffered damage to his foundation, while Shang Yanting's foundation was destroyed, resulting in the loss of all his cultivation and the crippling of his limbs.

If we're really comparing who's more miserable, Shang Yanting is a bit worse off.

"If only there were a miracle drug in the world that could heal his fundamental condition."

The chubby boy in blue standing next to him couldn't help but sigh.

Jia Xitong's expression became subtle upon hearing this.

Yes, there is.

Shang Yanting's "The Secret of Cultivating Source" is an example.

Who told him to leave in a huff, acting like "the whole world has wronged me"?

She wouldn't willingly offer warmth to someone who was mean to her.