"This is your class?"
"Yes, brother. Our new teacher wants us to destroy our cultivation!"
"Tch. That could only be the work of evil. For all we know, he might be a spy sent by the Demon God!"
"R really!? T that's what I thought too!"
Edward, the haughty student from Viel's class was currently in front of the door of their classroom. He was one of the first ones to go ho the other day as soon as Viel told them to destroy their cultivation base.
He was 12 years old now, and it took him almost 4 years just to enter the world of cultivation. For him to just destroy all of it just because their new teacher says so would be ridiculous. Does he even know how to cultivate in the first place? His brother seed to be even older than him.
And so, without even thinking about it, he blurted it to his older brother, who was also a teacher in the school responsible for teaching combat arts. His brother too was a cultivator, and he was proficient in all the arts.
Cultivation was different in each continent. The most powerful ones are from the Eastern Continent, where it supposedly originated. They, however, lack the foundation on their body, not to ntion they have zero knowledge of the magic arts. It is heavily reliant on external help such as 1000-year old ginsengs, pills, and not to ntion talent.
While in the Western Continent, they rely more on their body, experts or so they call them. Capable of pulling out trees with only their bare fists and are able to take extensive damage without feeling a thing. The previous Hero, the Hero Of Freiden, was purely an expert and could stand toe to toe with even the strongest of cultivators.
Lately, however, these two continents have been in works together, exchanging their techniques to further strengthen themselves.
Not much is known from the South as it was a barren region, extrely hot weather that none wanted to visit them. Even in the war with the previous Demon God, not even once did the Southern Continent seek for help, or give it otherwise. There are rumors, however, that they specialize in hunting and taming spirits and monsters.
As for the North, it was the Magic Arts. Using the elents to your will. It was similar to cultivation, except entirely different at the sa ti. Cultivation is to master oneself, while Magic Arts are to master the world itself. But sadly, it's a dying practice. Ever since the spirits of the world have beco dormant, it would seem that the world no longer heeded their call.
And so, like the other continents, they had learned to adapt the other arts for themselves. Edward's brother, Arphonse, was one of those people who have successfully done so, and he was so valuable to the town as a teacher that they chose not to send him to the border.
And as one would expect, this fa and sense of importance got into his head.
"Are you the one teaching our students so barbaric thods!?"
A thunderous noise echoed throughout the hall as Arphonse kicked the door of Viel's class. He was about to rush towards Viel when he felt the weird atmosphere in the classroom. Even with the noise of the door being slamd, no one seed to have noticed him entering.
The students had their eyes closed, the sound of their breathing seemingly the sa, in rhythm. And their teacher, Viel, also had his eyes closed.
"This why didn't you tell him he was a cripple?" Arphonse lightly hit his brother's head, "You wanted to beat up a cripple? What do you think I am?"
"But brother, he wants us to destroy our cultivation! Soone like that shouldn't be teaching, no?"
Arphonse does not really socialize that much with the other teachers, so he doesn't really know what was going on around the faculty. What he did know was that soone bought the school and that there was a new teacher that didn't have to take the test imdiately after the change of ownership.
And seeing the unnaturally handso crippled in front of him, he was most likely the one in the rumors. As soon as he thought of that, his blood started to boil. For so rich asshole to just barge in here and think they can teach the children so nonsense and destroy their future, even if he is a cripple, he needed to be taught a lesson.
And so, once again, Arphonse put on a frown as he stomped his way towards Viel.
"Oi, you!"
With his yell, the 4 students that were peacefully sitting at their desks finally opened their eyes, only to see a familiar man reprimanding their new teacher.
"Isn't that Edward's brother?"
"Is he here to make trouble?"
"With teacher Viel? But why?"
"You can thank later, guys! This new teacher is definitely a quack, it's a good thing my brother is also a teacher at this school."
Edward lightly chuckled as he sat on his desk, the tone of his voice smug as his head was held high.
"Edward you did this?"
"Yes, yes. You don't need to thank all at once."
"What are you doing!? Teacher Viel was supposed to teach us new techniques!"
"Eh? What are you guys saying, don't you know that guy is a fraud-- Wait, why do I feel like there's sothing different with you guys Wait Why are all of you in the Initial Stage of the Earthen Core realm!?" Edward could not help but widen his eyes as he detected the change in his friends' cultivation levels.
"Tina!? Why did you beco weaker!?"
"I destroyed my cultivation earlier."
"What!? Why would you do that!?"
"Because the teacher said our foundation is weak." Tina let out a sorrowful sigh.
"...And you're already back at the Initial Stage!?"
Edward gulped nervously as he looked at his brother. Was their new teacher actually a hidden cultivator? If so wasn't his brother in trouble?
No. Impossible. No cultivator at that level would even spend a single glance in their town. Just watch as this fraud of a teacher becos even more crippled! He bellowed in his mind as he placed his attention on his brother.
"Oi! Aren't you listening to , you crippled numbsack!?"
Arphonse had been shouting at Viel for quite so ti now, but still, Viel did not lift even a single finger. His eyes remained closed, and his breathing was awfully calm and peaceful.
"Oi, answer when I am talking to you! I have seniority here!"
Arphonse could no longer take this kind of disrespect as he slapped Viel straight on the cheek.
"!!!"
Viel's 4 students could not help but stand up from their desks as soon as the piercing snap reached their ears.
"H hm?"
Arphonse's slap, however, seed to be effective as he finally got his first response from the new teacher. Arphonse waited for his response, only for a sweet and resounding yawn to reach his ears.
Was was he asleep all this ti!?
"Oh, what ti is it? Have all of you managed to reach Earthen Core Realm again?" Viel said, all but confirming that he really was asleep the whole ti.
Arphonse's eyes could not help but twitch a couple of tis as Viel seed to ignore him entirely.
"Oi, you ignoring !?"
"Oh? It seems that we have a visitor?" Viel slightly tilted his head as he heard an unfamiliar voice speak directly in front of him, "...Is there sothing you need that's so important that you are disrupting my class?"
"What do you an disrupting your class!? I heard you were telling these kids to destroy their cultivation! You should be grateful for the fact that I am not reporting you to the authorities right now!"
"..."
"What's with that attitude!? Why aren't you answering!? Co on, let's bring this outside and I will wipe that smug expression off from your face!"
The students could not help but look at each other as soon as they heard that. In what way did their new teacher have a smug expression? He just looked relax.
"...Fine," Viel said as he let out a long and deep sigh, "Let's bring this outside."
"Y you Alright." Arphonse could not help but stutter as he did not really expect the new teacher to actually accept his challenge. He was still a bit hesitant in beating up a cripple, but since he was asking for it then all he had to bla was himself!
"Follow ! No one is using the training arena at this ti!" Arphonse let out a scoff as he once again stomped his way outside the classroom.
"You guys continue your cultivation, this will only take a single second," Viel said as he followed Arphonse. Once again, Viel's students looked at each other. Continue their cultivation? Did their new teacher really think that they would pass up the chance to see him in action?
And so, quietly, they got up slowly, trying their best not to be heard by their new teacher's abnormally good hearing. However, before Viel could fully exit the classroom
...He shut the door and locked it.
"..."
The sound of his chair squeaking echoed through the room as he pushed his way back to the front of the class.
"Now that the distraction is gone, shall we continue our cultivation?" Viel said as he lightly clapped his hand. There was no shift in his expression whatsoever, still smiling with his eyes closed as he beckoned for them to continue ditating.
"..."
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