Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races Chapter 36: News Spreads, Turbulent Winds Rise, Major Academ

What is the most embarrassing thing in student life?

One of them.

Is when you’re saying bad things about soone behind their back, and they suddenly appear in front of you.

At this mont, it’s no different.

When Lin Ping’an walked in.

In an instant, the classroom fell silent, and all the students tightly closed their mouths.

Even those who were just boasting about teaching Lin Ping’an a lesson did the sa.

Thoughts are one thing, but whether they would actually act on them, and who would do it, is hard to say for now.

After all, even if they won, there would be no reward.

And if they lost, the outco would be very dire.

The scene of Lin Ping’an breaking several people’s limbs ten days ago still lingered in everyone’s mind, playing back and forth incessantly.

Seeing this quiet scene, Lin Ping’an, who had clearly heard all the badmouthing earlier, didn’t say anything. He pretended as if he knew nothing and leisurely returned to his seat.

As long as these classmates don’t continue to provoke him repeatedly, he couldn’t be bothered with such trivial matters.

Besides, from a certain perspective, they are like good cabbages, diligently practicing every day, providing him ample feedback for cultivation.

Ten minutes later, as the bell rang, horoom teacher Teacher Li walked in and handed a stack of application forms to a student in the front row.

Then, instructed them to distribute the forms to everyone.

A mont later, with a form in everyone’s hand, Teacher Li began explaining how to fill them out.

During which, she glanced discreetly at a certain spot at the back by the window, with a hint of regret in her eyes.

What a pity, after more than ten days, being a First Grade Martial Artist is not impressive anymore.

If originally Lin Ping’an could have gone to a top academy, now it’s uncertain.

After all, after being forced to practice the "Painful Demon Body" every day for more than ten days, several students in just this class alone reached over 110 Qi Blood.

Now, he no longer has any advantage!

And a single Body Tempering advancent doesn’t compare to those unranked students about to undergo their second Body Tempering.

On one hand, it’s almost set in stone, with their potential visible at a glance.

While the other can still continue to strengthen their foundation for better achievents and a brighter future.

According to the instructions, all the students were filling in their forms, writing down information, Lin Ping’an included.

Ten minutes later.

"Alright! Let’s collect them now!"

With those words, the student in the front row stood up, walked back, and started collecting the forms.

A few seconds later, a student took Lin Ping’an’s form and was about to walk away to submit it.

Unintentionally, he glanced at a piece of information on the form, with disbelief appearing on his face, having to read it several tis.

Then, a hand reached over and took the stack of forms away.

Teacher Li placed it under the other forms, checking each one while casually saying.

"Alright! You can return to your seat now!"

"Ah? Ah! Yes!"

Hearing this, the student reflexively replied, absentmindedly walking back, appearing lost in thought.

Sitting back at his desk, constantly pondering, brainstorming.

At the sa ti, he murmured in a barely audible voice.

"Oh my God! How is this possible? Civilization Master? How dare he fill that in as his identity? Is he crazy? This is utterly ridiculous..."

At the sa ti.

On the podium, Teacher Li carefully reviewed the forms, searching for any errors the students might have made.

After reviewing several forms in a row without any mistakes, she showed a satisfied expression.

But, before she was happy for two minutes, Lin Ping’an’s form ca into view.

After a few seconds, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, creasing together.

Then, with a slightly displeased face, she set it aside without saying anything and continued flipping through the remaining forms.

After ten more minutes, having reviewed all the forms and found no mistakes except for one person, she looked up, glanced around, and spoke softly.

"Very good! No issues at all! By the way! Lin Ping’an! Co to my office after class."

With that, she carried the forms towards the door.

anwhile, Lin Ping’an, hearing this, slightly frowned, then closed his eyes to continue contemplating what type of Cultivation Technique to create next.

A mont later, the subject teacher entered and began class.

During the class, he looked at Lin Ping’an with closed eyes, several tis wanting to say sothing but eventually didn’t.

After all, the student’s scores were full marks every ti, so listening or not doesn’t make a difference, so he just let him be!

At the sa ti.

Those who had hurriedly left the Civilization Master Association to find a stable place to study the "Concealing Breath Technique" also showed a similar expression of life doubt at different locations.

"What the heck? Is this the technique that allowed that high school student to successfully get certified as a One Star Civilization Master on the Celestial Dao Network? Is this a joke?"

"Ugh! This rubbish technique! What use is it? Neither offensive nor defensive, incapable even in escape, it rely hides Qi Blood and is limited to the Lower Third Grades."

"Like this? Like this? Like this? If I were in his place, I could do it too."

"..."

Besides, so people, after leaving, didn’t imdiately delve into the "Concealing Breath Technique".

Instead, they uploaded what they saw and experienced at the Civilization Master Association today onto the real-world network and the Celestial Dao Network forum.

They did so with great fanfare, feeling a sense of shared glory.

So people saw it and imdiately sensed an opportunity to profit, eagerly spreading the news.

"The new generation of Civilization Master prodigies in Celestial Yang City, only eighteen, created the first Yellow Level Technique, successfully certified as a One Star Civilization Master."

"Unveiling the genius Civilization Master from a small city, an eighteen-year-old high schooler, the youngest First Grade Civilization Master in history..."

"Shocking! Such an event occurred within the Celestial Yang Civilization Master Association..."

In short, in the circulating articles, so were sensational titles, others used exaggerated taphors, and so simply couldn’t stop praising the event excessively.

For a while, the incident spread like wildfire.

Many people saw the related information.

Among them were academy teachers, professors, and the like.

After the news spread, even the high-ranking officials, including the president of the Celestial Yang Civilization Master Association, couldn’t stay off the phone.

One call after another, all from acquaintances.

"Hello! Old Li, I rember you work at the Celestial Yang Civilization Master Association, is what’s being said online true? Did your little place really produce an 18-year-old First Grade Civilization Master genius?"

"Ah! This... It’s... It is true! It’s a high school student nad Lin Ping’an, but..."

"But what? You really aren’t being fair! How could you not inform of such a Civilization Master genius at the first mont?"

"No, it’s not..."

"What do you an it’s not? Alright! Say no more! I’m heading over right now... This ti I’m definitely bringing this genius to Hu Hai Academy!"

"Wait..."

"Beep, beep, beep, beep～"

Similar conversations happened among many others, and those calling wouldn’t listen to explanation further.

Once they confird the story, they imdiately hung up and coordinated with their schools, rushing to Celestial Yang City at the fastest pace to recruit the talent early.

As for the Martial Arts college entrance exam results?

What does that matter?

Having created the first Yellow Level Technique in high school and successfully certified as a First Grade Civilization Master.

For such a prodigy, just a special recruitnt would do the trick!

Just like past Martial Arts prodigies, they, too, received such special recruitnt treatnt.