Adopting A Stray Cat Chapter 893: The Greatest Punishment

Chapter 893: Chapter 893: The Greatest Punishnt

Qin Sisi watched the three boys’ retreating figures and couldn’t help but fall into deep thought. She trusted her intuition; there was a hint of killing intent in An Yun’s seemingly calm gaze. Could Ye You have guessed correctly? Was there really sothing off about An Yun?

Xiao ng saw Qin Sisi zoning out and asked curiously, "Sister Sisi, what’s wrong?"

Qin Sisi snapped back to reality and quickly responded, "It’s nothing, let’s go!"

There was no point in worrying others with suspicions before things beca clear.

Xiao ng, who didn’t worry much, didn’t take Qin Sisi’s strange behavior to heart, and the two of them walked back to their dormitory on Tianyue Mountain shoulder to shoulder.

In the dormitory, Qin Sisi forged two raw iron longswords with the Jiu Hua Divine Cauldron before going to bed to rest.

The courses for the next two days were alchemy and forging, both review classes, and the workload had only been increased by five tis, unlike other magic skills which had been ramped up by tenfold, indicating that these auxiliary skills needed to be progressed steadily.

Teacher Mo Liu provided everyone with twenty sets of herbs, demanding them to produce five furnaces of qualified Spirit Revitalizing Pills; Teacher Wuduo did not limit the materials but warned everyone not to waste.

In the alchemy class, Xiao ng perford the best. With Wood Attribute as her intrinsic attribute, she had an innate affinity and perception for herbs, handling the timing for adding and blending herbs very well.

Next was Qin Sisi; her Wood Attribute was average, but she possessed Divine Fire. Although it had not completely rged with her body yet, the Spiritual Power emitted by her flas was stronger than others’, making her alchemy process more effective.

The performances of the others were ordinary in comparison, with Chu Ming and Ya Ling producing the lowest quality Spirit Pills. Chu Ming was limited by his abilities, while Ya Ling was distracted.

After producing five furnaces of Spirit Pills, Chu Ming nervously handed over his creations to Teacher Mo Liu, who frowned deeply and asked in a grave voice, "Do you think your Spirit Pills qualify?"

Stamring for a while, Chu Ming murmured softly, "I’ll try forging another batch."

Having said that, Chu Ming returned to his station reluctantly. Despite feeling reluctant, he still suppressed his emotions and released a blaze of fire to start alchemy anew.

Following Chu Ming, Ya Ling also ca forward and presented her own forged Spirit Pills, which were of similar quality to Chu Ming’s.

Teacher Mo Liu’s frown deepened, asking the sa question again, "Do you think your Spirit Pills qualify?"

"Uh..." Ya Ling’s eyes darted around, and after clearing her throat, she said, "I think it’s okay. Although not great, it should be considered qualified."

Teacher Mo Liu sneered inwardly, yet his expression remained calm as he said, "If that’s the case, you are dismissed from class."

Ya Ling couldn’t help but feel a bit surprised. She had been prepared for a reprimand and to argue back, and hadn’t expected Teacher Mo Liu to be so easygoing this ti. It seed the old man had finally co around. Why take it so seriously for students like her who didn’t intend to specialize in alchemy?

"Okay, goodbye teacher!" Ya Ling said with a crisp voice, bidding farewell to Mo Liu and leaving the oppressive atmosphere of the magic classroom with light steps.

Teacher Mo Liu watched Ya Ling’s departing figure, his gaze heavy, pondering sothing.

After a while, he stood up, walked out of the magic classroom, and made a round outside the classroom, ending up in front of a back window.

There stood a person, lost in thought with brows slightly furrowed, wearing an elegant and flowing dress of a very light blue. Her soft long hair fell to her waist, pinned with several snowflake-shaped hair accessories.

This person was none other than Ge Lanxue, the teacher of Ice Magic.

Mo Liu said in a low voice, "Ge Lanxue, you’ve seen everything. What do you think?"

Ge Lanxue was cousins with Ge Lun, the Clan Leader of the Qingming Family, making her Ya Ling’s aunt.

Mo Liu was of course aware of this family relationship, so after noticing Ya Ling’s perfunctory attitude towards Alchemy, he specifically invited Ge Lanxue to observe the lesson, in order to avoid complaints from the Qingming Family later that he hadn’t put in his best effort.

Ge Lanxue appeared slightly embarrassed but still braced herself and said, "Teacher Mo Liu, Ya Ling is young and ignorant. Please be more tolerant of her. If she needs to be scolded, then scold her."

Mo Liu gave a bitter smile and said, "It’s not that I’m shirking my responsibilities, but you have no idea how sharp-tongued and sassy your niece can be. If I criticize her once, she fires back tenfold. It’s a waste of ti and upsetting. Why bother?"

At this point, Ge Lanxue sowhat understood Mo Liu’s point and could only say helplessly, "I will talk to her when I get a chance. Teacher Mo Liu, just teach as much as you can."

Mo Liu said in a solemn tone, "Rest assured, I will not omit a single word of what should be taught. As to how much she can learn, that’s beyond my control."

Even if Mo Liu were to teach earnestly and give guidance, how could Ya Ling, who has no interest and does not take it seriously, with such a nonchalant attitude, possibly learn much?

Moreover, judging by Mo Liu’s tone, he would certainly not scold or reprimand Ya Ling anymore in the future. Students always think that the teacher’s scolding and reprimanding are the greatest punishnts, but in fact, the greatest punishnt a teacher can give to a student is indifference.

Ge Lanxue sighed resignedly, bowed slightly towards Mo Liu, and slowly turned to walk away.

In Forging class, Ya Ling was a bit more serious, as the Forging teacher, Wuduo, was also the teacher for Golden Magic. She knew that the attack power of Golden Magic skills was very strong, and it was necessary to learn well. However, this class made her very angry.

Because after everyone had handed in their five forged longswords, Wuduo actually went out of his way to praise Qin Sisi, comnting that her work had a slender and straight blade, a comfortable grip, and a bright and clear sheen, making it the best quality among all students’ work.

Teacher Wuduo’s praise for Qin Sisi made Ya Ling very disgruntled. She was a Senior Magic Instructor, while Qin Sisi was rely a Junior Magic Instructor. She was the precious daughter of the Qingming Family, while Qin Sisi was just an orphan from the outside world.

She considered herself worlds apart from Qin Sisi and never expected Qin Sisi to receive continuous praise from the teachers—Fire magic, Thunder magic, Music Magic, and now Forging.

In her view, Qin Sisi deserved criticism and punishnt, and receiving praise was undeserved and inaccurate.

How could a junior magic instructor possibly make such rapid progress in such a short ti? She must have received so powerful magical artifact from Ye You in secret.

Thinking this way, Ya Ling beca dissatisfied with Teacher Wuduo as well, thinking that his judgnt was flawed.

However, her complex psychological struggles went unnoticed by both parties, and even if noticed, probably none would care.

Qin Sisi and Wuduo were both very happy at the mont, Qin Sisi pleased with her own progress, and Wuduo pleased with his student’s progress.

The forging process is difficult and tedious, and leveling up is strenuous and slow, thus few people choose to beco Forging Masters. If Qin Sisi was willing to pursue this path, Wuduo would naturally be overjoyed.