Zhuo Feng was very distressed.
Even after learning he was about to become the legendary nine-tailed fox, he couldn't be happy. The reason for this, ultimately, was because of the question Teacher Yan Jue asked him: Why did you steal the purple blood ganoderma?
Taking something without asking is stealing. So if that's the case, he did steal, but there was a reason for that. The people of Qingfeng Sect were shameless, and he deserved it for stealing the Purple Blood Ganoderma.
The problem is, Teacher Yan doesn’t know whether the other party will think that he has poor character and is not worthy of making friends with him and thus alienate him?
If he were to be honest, he still had a good impression of Teacher Yan. Besides, they were not in the same dimension at all, and there was no grudge between them, so there would not be any conflict of interest in the future. Zhuo Feng was very happy to have such a person as a friend, and he did not want to make their relationship awkward or create any grudges in his heart.
In fact, the solution to the problem is very simple. As long as he tells others about his experience in Qingfeng Sect, he believes that the other party will not misunderstand him. But the difficulty lies here. Zhuo Feng really cannot take the initiative to mention his humiliating experience to others.
After repeated struggles, he finally turned to Noel, the only sentient being in the kindergarten. Age and experience didn't matter to him anymore; perhaps a simpler mind would make him more open-minded?
After giving Nuoer the promised gift of mahogany berries from Tianchen Continent, suitable for cubs, Zhuo Feng asked evasively, "Nuoer, if you did something that could easily be misunderstood and you wanted to explain but couldn't, what would you do?"
Noel held two apple-sized red fruits in his arms, a question in his mind: "Would I ever do something so complicated?"
"That's not the point. The point is, what will you do?"
Noel frowned, reassessing the logic behind the question before answering, "If what I did was bad, then there's no point in explaining it. I'm already a bad person, so why would I care what others say about me? If I really cared about what others said, why would I be a bad person?"
"If what I did was good..." Noel looked at Zhuo Feng seriously and asked, "Then why am I afraid to explain? If I'm a good person and the other person is also a good person, then he should understand and support me instead of scolding me."
"So I can't give you an answer to this question, brother."
Zhuo Feng automatically ignored Nuoer's last words. The previous ones were like a wake-up call that cleared his mind, resolving all the confusion of the past two days. Coming to his senses, he thanked Nuoer, "Thank you, brother, for your enlightenment. I understand now. I have something to do, so I'll leave first. Bye!"
Noel opened his mouth stupidly: "Huh?"
Why should his younger brother say thank you to him after hearing what he said?
Noel lowered his head, looking puzzled, and poked a hole in the mahogany fruit. He asked Teacher 91 for a straw, inserted it into the straw, and drank happily. Never mind, as long as his brother's troubles were solved, it was good.
Zhuo Feng returned to his dormitory and looked at the familiar traces in the small cave, and his heart gradually calmed down.
He was simply afraid that Teacher Yan would laugh at him and look down on him because of his experience, and would use his disbelief as an excuse for his unreasonable behavior. But as Noel said, if Teacher Yan was a good person and truly promoted himself as a "teacher", he would definitely not do that.
Will Teacher Yan understand? Probably. Then what is there for him to be afraid of?
Compared to letting Teacher Yan misunderstand that he was a thief, those experiences didn't seem so difficult to talk about.
After figuring it out, Zhuo Feng was anxious to talk to his teacher. A few days ago, Teacher Yan said he had some real-life stuff going on, so if he needed to talk to him, he should try to schedule a time around dinner or in the evening. So, five minutes after dinnertime, he sent the teacher an invitation.
It was the first time that Yan Jue entered Zhuo Feng's dormitory.
He turned the screen's angle of view and looked curiously at the shabby cave, which was shabby compared to Noel's dormitory.
Is the gap between the two cubs so huge? Looking at the hay under Zhuo Feng, Yan Jue couldn't help but say with heartache: "Zhuo Feng, if you have any difficulties in life, just tell 91, don't be embarrassed. Kindergarten life is not that difficult. At least you can get a cushion. What's the big deal about sleeping on hay?"
"Would you like me to buy you a nest? How about one with fleece?"
Zhuo Feng: “…”
As soon as the teacher interrupted him, the heavy emotions that had been brewing for half a day instantly dissipated.
"Thank you for your concern, teacher. I'm not embarrassed." After a pause, he added somewhat stiffly, "This cave is a perfect replica of my childhood home. I feel very familiar with it. There's no need to change it."
"I see."
"Yes. Teacher, I..."
"Zhuo Feng, class has started, right? Can you tell me what you learned?" Yan Jue interrupted Zhuo Feng maliciously. "I don't have permission to enter the classroom, but I'm a little curious."
Zhuo Feng looked up. He couldn't discern the teacher's expression or mood from his aura, but he was certain it was most likely intentional.
However, these random topics did ease his nervousness, so he followed the other party's instructions and said, "Well, class is about to start."
"In the first two classes, we talked about the significance of the kindergarten and the restrictions within it. Noel and the teacher explained it to me, but they were a little more detailed. Also, Teacher 91 explained to me the power levels of the various races in the Tianchen Continent, as well as some common sense."
Most of that common sense was inherited from memory, and he was lucky to have someone systematically explaining it to him, so he was not impatient with the classes, but rather very interested.
"And I also know why I can still exist in the kindergarten in the form of a spirit after my spirit was shattered."
Yan Jue's heart moved: "Do you believe what 91 said?"
"Yes." Zhuo Feng nodded, completely convinced. "In Tianchen Continent, if a cultivator's spirit and soul are intact, then they can continue to cultivate using their spirit and soul, and they can also find opportunities to reincarnate or take over another body to be reborn. Before, I was lucky enough to think that the reason I could only mobilize a small amount of spiritual energy and could not refine the power in my body was because the kindergarten was deliberately suppressing me. My spirit and soul are still fine. After the class, I understood."
"I'm just a small fragment of my soul now. Teacher 91 has confirmed my thoughts." Zhuo Feng said expressionlessly, "If it weren't for Teacher 91, I would have perished long ago."
No one could keep a small fragment of soul as clear and lucid as when it was alive, except for Teacher 91 who transcended all dimensions.
There is no need to mention the existence of the Way of Heaven, which is impartial.
Zhuo Feng concluded, "Being able to attend kindergarten is my chance. I will study hard in class, then ask Teacher 91 to heal me and return to reality."
Yan Jue was very happy that Zhuo Feng could put aside his doubts about the kindergarten.
Although Zhuo Feng had been an adult before, after awakening his bloodline, he was now a true cub, needing care. Even if he returned to reality in the future, after struggling in the world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, it would be good to rest and relax in the carefree kindergarten.
"Then study hard. Our Zhuo Feng will definitely grow into a uniquely powerful warrior in Tianchen Continent, the most powerful nine-tailed fox!" Yan Jue flattered without blushing, "A pure white nine-tailed fox, with nine big tails, is so majestic. It will definitely scare a lot of foxes when it goes out."
"Ahem." It was the first time someone had flattered him like that. Zhuo Feng turned his head away, cleared his throat, and awkwardly changed the subject: "Teacher, I called you here because I have something to tell you."
"The teacher asked me why I stole the purple blood ganoderma before, and I wanted to defend myself."
Before, Yan Jue would explain to Zhuo Feng that he did not directly label Zhuo Feng as a "thief" and that he had misunderstood his meaning. But now he had no intention of explaining himself at all. Instead, he followed Zhuo Feng's words and asked him the reason.
Yan Jue pretended to be serious: "You talk, I listen."
Zhuo Feng had truly thought about it for a long time and was determined to explain, so he didn't stutter at all. He spoke fluently, "I've never seen my parents since I was born, and have always lived on my own. Because I have no strength and no demons to protect me, I can only live on the outermost edge of the demon world, where the spiritual energy is relatively thin, close to the territory of ordinary humans."
"That's where low-level demons gather." He turned his head and looked at the claw marks on the cave wall. "I've lived in this cave for two years."
"Afterwards, I was captured by a group of cultivators and passed around as a pet to many people."
Yan Jue moved his butt uneasily, stood up from the back of the sofa and sat up straight.
Zhuo Feng continued, "Cultivation is difficult. Besides hard work, another very important factor is one's own luck. When I was living on my own, I couldn't draw the Qi into my body. However, when I was a pet, by chance, I entered the stage of enlightenment and officially embarked on the path of cultivation."
"I thought I could escape the fate of being a pet after I gained power, but I was naive. The tamed spirit pet turned into a little demon, which only made it more popular among humans. So, a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect bought me for a high price and I continued to be a pet."
"Teacher, I've told you before, it's extremely difficult for a demon to transform into a human. Only after forming a demon pill can one become a human."
"The demon race's demon dan stage is equivalent to the human race's spirit transformation stage, so they can travel freely without worrying too much. As for us little demons who haven't formed a dan yet, without any protection, we will encounter too many dangers and accidents, and our lives are worthless."
When he came to the kindergarten, he had already refined his bones and was only one major realm away from forming a pill.
Zhuo Feng smiled, as if it had nothing to do with him: "Some humans are very keen on low-level monsters, and the Qingfeng Sect is one of them."
The Qingfeng Sect is just a small sect. The disciples within the sect generally have low cultivation levels, and those at the top are only ranked in the middle. I like to tame little demons as pets, but I don't have enough strength. If I just buy them, I'm afraid I'll go bankrupt. What should I do?
"They don't sign slave contracts with their demon pets. Instead, they use tricks to tame young demons. After they're completely tamed, they deliberately abandon them to the edge of the demon world, attracting kindly monsters to capture them. Or they sprinkle the flesh and blood of the tamed young demons in places where their race gathers, attracting others of the same race to capture them."
Yan Jue's throat tightened. He looked at the fox squatting obediently on the screen and called out to him, "Zhuo Feng..."
After hearing this, Zhuo Feng tilted his head towards the outside of the cave and suddenly said, "Zhuo Feng is the name I gave myself. I hope I can be like fire, burning everything, or like wind, coming and going freely. Isn't it nice?"
"Oh, I'm off topic. Teacher, let me continue."
"Their methods of luring the little demons were not very clever. After a few times, no demon would be fooled. So they changed their methods and deliberately released the tamed little demons to let them enter the edge of the demon tribe alone, thus deceiving other monsters."
He did not say what means the people from Qingfeng Sect used to make the released little demon obedient.
"I have been in the Qingfeng Sect from the stage of Tongzhi to the stage of Liangu."
"By chance, a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect's headmaster was lucky enough to find a 50,000-year-old purple blood ganoderma in a ruin. This is a great opportunity, and it may even help the Qingfeng Sect rise to a higher position in the rankings."
"I attacked him by surprise, risking my life to steal the Purple Blood Ganoderma, and used the magical talisman I had saved to return to the edge of the demon clan. However, I was injured and couldn't refine all of the Purple Blood Ganoderma. I had no choice but to use my demonic power to throw the Purple Blood Ganoderma closer to the center of the demon clan. I only kept a drop of Purple Blood Dew for myself to drink."
Zhuo Feng sneered, "They want to get promoted? No way. Even if I throw it away, I won't leave it for them."
After saying this, Zhuo Feng swung his tail leisurely and said in a deliberately relaxed tone, "Teacher, this is why I stole the Purple Blood Ganoderma."
He waited for the teacher's response. Unable to see him outside the screen, he naturally didn't see Yan Jue put down the tablet mid-sentence and pick up the pillow beside him and pound it hard.
Throwing away the deformed pillow, Yan Jue picked up the tablet, as if holding Zhuo Feng in his hands, and called him in the most gentle tone of his life: "Zhuo Feng."
"Zhuofeng, your name is very nice."
It was a simple sentence, but Zhuo Feng felt a pang of pain in his heart, nearly bringing him to tears. He turned his head and glanced at the mountain wall, then turned back nonchalantly, humming nonchalantly, "Of course I named it nice."
Yan Jue hummed heavily and said excitedly, "Zhuo Feng, when you are cured and transformed into a nine-tailed fox, we will go back and defeat those shameless monks, smash the plaque of their Qingfeng Sect and burn it!"
Zhuo Feng was stunned. He hadn't expected Yan Jue to say anything that didn't include any opinion. No, destroying the Qingfeng Sect was considered an evaluation?
He asked with some doubt: "Teacher, don't you think I stole..."
"What are you stealing? Does the Purple Blood Ganoderma grow inside the Qingfeng Sect?" Yan Jue argued confidently, "That senior disciple also picked it from somewhere else. He didn't take good care of it and it was lost. Who can he blame? Of course, he himself!"
Zhuo Feng: "...Teacher, calm down."
"I'm calm."
Yan Jue looked down at the little fox on the screen and said solemnly, "Thank you, Zhuo Feng, for telling me all this. This may sound a bit hindsight, but I still want to say that I'm not someone who can't tell right from wrong. I have my own judgment. Even if I hadn't heard this, I wouldn't have concluded you were a low-character fox based on one-sided accounts. I trust my own eyes."
"Not to mention that the rules of your world are completely different from ours, so I can't use our laws to demand you."
"It turns out that you are indeed a very good fox. Strong, hardworking, talented... these words are completely suitable for you."
He nodded Zhuo Feng's head and said with a smile, "Zhuo Feng is a very gentle person."
Even though he suffered injustice, he remained patient and willing to care for the cub (Noel). After believing that the kindergarten was real, all his negative feelings towards him were immediately cleared. Because of his honesty and the slightest possibility that his injuries could be healed, his favorability began to rise again...
With all these things, Zhuo Feng is really gentle.
Zhuo Feng felt his face getting a little hot. No, his whole body was starting to feel hot. He twitched his tail irritably, the burning sensation refusing to subside. He simply used his spiritual energy to alleviate the strange feeling and dismissed the person. "I've explained everything. There's nothing else to say. Teacher, you should get some rest. I'm going to bed too."
"Okay, good night, Zhuofeng."
After saying good night to each other, Yan Jue's face instantly darkened. He put the tablet aside and started to rub the innocent pillow again.
Pan Wencheng, who listened to the whole process, sighed repeatedly and had no intention of stopping Yan Jue.
Anything you say at this time will be in vain.
Those were Zhuo Feng's experiences, a past that couldn't be changed. Aside from offering feeble comfort to cheer him up, there was nothing they could do. Yan Jue understood this, so he didn't overreact to Zhuo Feng's experiences, simply encouraging him to have more confidence in the future.
He sighed, "With the existence of the kindergarten, Zhuofeng's future will definitely be bright."
Yan Jue nodded solemnly, "Of course!"
The Qingfeng Sect was rubbish. If the system allowed Zhuofeng to buy their weapons, he would definitely persuade Director Pan and the expert group to report to the higher-ups and sell Zhuofeng a few more sets of mushroom eggs. He didn't believe that he couldn't defeat the Qingfeng Sect.
Pan Wencheng glanced at Yan Jue and advised, "Turn off the game and go to bed early today. If you're really worried, be nicer to Zhuo Feng in the future, or let Nuoerduo play with Zhuo Feng."
Letting go of the pillow, Yan Jue reached out to pick up the tablet. When he got closer, he saw that a line of words had appeared on it without him noticing.
[The biography of Zhuofeng has been unlocked.]
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