Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu
Lu Fei’s elder sister broke the silence as she said calmly, “Although Professor Nan is specialized in a different field, he is still an experienced university professor. Moreover, we don’t need to teach these primitive men the deep meaning of the ❮Analects of Confucius❯; we just need to have them memorize it so that they can recite it from memory by the end of summer vacation. Therefore, as long as we work together, we can surely complete this task.”
It was unknown what her occupation was, but whenever they were in a critical situation, Lu Fei’s elder sister was able to keep her calm and find a way out.
“I agree with what this Miss said.” Professor Nan Tianxing nodded his head in approval.
In the end, he was still a professor, and all he had to do was teach these primitive men how to read and write; that wasn’t really a big deal. Thanks to his rich experience as a lecturer, he had already grasped the ability to explain the profound with simple terms, making things much easier to understand!
But there was another problem…
Professor Nan Tianxing coughed and said, “There is one last problem. Does any of you remember the content of the ❮Analects of Confucius❯? That man wearing a windbreaker didn’t give us the teaching materials related to the ❮Analects of Confucius❯.”
The windbreaker-clad man wasn’t planning to have them teach the ❮Analects of Confucius❯ to the natives just from memory, right?
As soon as Professor Nan finished his sentence, the passengers shot a look toward the youngsters of the group—Gao Moumou, Tubo, Yayi, Lu Fei, Zhuge Yue, Zhuge Zhongyang, Ji Shuangxue, and so on.
From their age, they seemed to be either in high school or university!
Gao Moumou shrugged his shoulders and said, “I’m from the Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department, I can’t help you with this.”
Yayi said weakly, “I’m also from the Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department.”
Tubo smiled bitterly. “Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department +2.”
Lu Fei continued, “Mechanical Design and Manufacturing Department +3.
“Don’t look at me, I’m from the News and Media Department.” Zhuge Yue blinked her eyes.
Zhuge Zhongyang stroked his hair and said, “I’m a high school graduate.”
“So, no one from the Chinese Language Department?” After hearing this much, the other passengers could only force a smile.
Amongst the people that had boarded the plane, no one remembered the ❮Analects of Confucius❯. Such bad luck!
“Wait, is there signal here? We can look up the text on the Internet.” One of the passengers took out his phone and started to fiddle with it.
But his phone wasn’t magically changed like Venerable White’s or a custom-made one like Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman’s. He couldn’t get any signal on this island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
The passengers could only bitterly smile after making this discovery.
“First, we have to resolve the problem about the textbook of the ❮Analects of Confucius❯.” The old professor furrowed his brows.
But right at this time, Tubo said, “Perhaps we can negotiate with that man. He didn’t look like an uncommunicative person. If he wants us to teach the ❮Analects of Confucius❯ to the natives, he should at least provide the textbook! After all, you can’t make bricks without straw.”
“You have a point.” Professor Nan nodded and said sluggishly, “But who is going to ask him about the textbook?”
The windbreaker-clad man seemed rather difficult to approach. At the time, when he had that serious expression on his face, the pressure emanating from his body was really something.
Tubo took a deep breath. He was preparing to take on this task—moreover, he had to ask the windbreaker-clad man about Song Shuhang. The fact that all the people that had boarded the plane were here except for Shuhang caused him great worry.
Zhuge Zhongyang put a hand on Tubo’s shoulder and said suddenly, “Leave it to me!”
Zhuge Zhongyang stroked his hair with a smile and said, “I’ll go ask that man about the textbook ❮Analects of Confucius❯. I frequently meet serious-looking old men with sour faces. Therefore, I have experience when it comes to dealing with such people. Additionally, Tubo and the others got involved in this mess because I insisted on dragging them to this trip to the East China Sea. As if that wasn’t enough, their classmate Song Shuhang is still missing. Since everything is my fault, it’s normal for me to take the responsibility.”
Even though he usually acted like a jerk, Zhuge Zhongyang was a rather dependable person in times of need.
“Let’s go together then.” Gao Moumou also stood up. “If we were to rely on your foul mouth, we might end up in an even bigger mess. Additionally, Shuhang is our good friend, and we would like to have news about him as soon as possible. Therefore, let’s just go together.”
“We’ll also accompany you.” Lu Fei, her elder sister, Joseph, and his daughter also stood up.
“In this case, let’s go all together,” Tubo said with a smile.
The old professor also stood up. “I’ll lead the way… with the protection of this disciplinary ruler, the natives won’t dare to harm us.”
And just in this fashion, the mighty group moved forward with large strides, heading in the direction the windbreaker-clad man had left.
With the old professor standing in the front, none of the natives dared to stop them.
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Inside Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman’s dwelling.
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman used his custom-made computer and went into the Nine Provinces Number Group.
The latest messages in the group dated to half a day ago.
From these messages, it seemed that Medicine Master was looking for enemy cultivators of the Second Stage or above to perform experiments. His objective was to restore the memories his fellow daoists lost on the mysterious island.
Afterward, there were messages from Su Clan’s Seven, Venerable White, and other fellow daoists saying that they would lend a hand.
Toward the end was another message from Venerable White. According to this message, he had obtained clues on the whereabouts of headquarters of the Limitless Demon Sect and was looking to cooperate with the Spirit River Su Clan.
Next was Su Clan’s Seven’s radiantly smiling emoji: ?
Seven said that the Spirit River Su Clan could get into action whenever Venerable White wished—if they were to team up with Venerable White, it was likely that they would return home with very good results. Although something unexpected might happen during the journey, the pros would surely outweigh the cons.
Immediately after was a thumbs up emoji from Great Master Profound Principle plus the small picture of a buddhist temple—the meaning was: if you need help, the Faraway Wandering Temple is also ready to help out and march on the Limitless Demon Sect together with Venerable White. While practicing, monks also consumed a great number of resources, and even if they followed the path of mercy, mercy alone wasn’t enough to make them advance in strength…
Aside from Great Master Profound Principle, Northern River’s Loose Cultivator, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, Cave Lord Snow Wolf, and seven, eight other fellow daoists all expressed their interest in raiding the headquarters of the Limitless Demon Sect.
No one would refuse to accompany Senior White and pick a few treasures along the way.
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman got online.
“Hello everyone!” Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman said. “Senior White, if you want to barge into the Limitless Demon Sect, I can also give you a hand!”
Afterward, he wrote: ” @Scholar Drunken Star, Thank you for sending over that professor, and it was a university professor to boot! Many thanks! I won’t forget this kindness for the rest of my life! PS: Are the other guys you sent over here his assistants or something?”
After Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman sent the message… no one was tagged; the name was wrong.
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber laughed heartily and said, “Fool, you tagged the wrong person. Let me help you, @Scholar Drunken Turtle !”
But as just before, no one was tagged.
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber: Eh? It wasn’t Scholar Drunken Turtle? Then, let’s try with @Scholar Drunken King ? @Scholar Drunken Eight ! @Scholar Drunken Sun! @Scholar Drunken Star ! @Scholar Drunken Ghost …” 1
Thrice Reckless tagged many names, but none of them was correct.
“…” Northern River’s Loose Cultivator furrowed his brows. “Guys, stop for a moment. ? Here I come! @When the bright moon appears .” 2
This time, the tag feature worked.
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said complacently, “This is Scholar Drunken Sun’s new nickname inside the group chat. Luckily, I made a short note with his dao name + online username and attached it to the corner of the monitor as to avoid forgetting about his name. With that, I can remember Scholar Drunken Sun’s name even if he has yet to reach the Eighth Stage Profound Sage.”
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: “Fellow daoist Northern River is really worthy of respect! ?”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator sent a smiling face.
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Very soon, ‘When the bright moon appears’ made its appearance.
“Fellow Daoist Northern River, thank you for writing down my username and dao name.” When the bright moon appears sighed with emotion. “But I must remind you of something, my dao name isn’t Scholar Drunken Sun, it’s Scholar Drunken Moon! Moon like the moon in the sky!”
Northern River’s Loose Cultivator: “…”
“Drunken Turtle, Drunken King, Drunken Eight, Drunken Ghost… Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless, you wrote these names on purpose, right? It was on purpose, right?!” When the bright moon appears sneered. “I’m planning to make a trip to central China in these days. If I’m not mistaken, your immortal cave should be in that area, right? ?”
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber immediately stiffened— What mistake did I commit? I was just trying to help fellow daoist Seven Lives Talisman!
At this time, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman sent another message. “Fellow Daoist When the bright moon appears, thank you for sending over that university professor! Moreover, you even sent a bunch of people along to help him with the teachings. I didn’t expect you to be so quick at handling matters!”
When the bright moon appears (Scholar Drunken Moon): “…”
When did I exactly send him a Chinese language professor? Although I did indeed contact a few professors of the Chinese Language Department, they have yet to reply.
“First, I congratulate fellow daoist Seven Lives Talisman for finding a language professor,” When the bright moon appears replied. “However… I have yet to mail you a professor of Chinese language. Therefore, it wasn’t me who sent that professor over.”
“???” Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman opened his eyes wide.
It wasn’t fellow daoist Drunken Sun who sent that professor over? Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World.Site Only
So, did another fellow daoist in the group chat secretly help me?
As expected, the Nine Provinces Number One Group is really full of kind-hearted people!
Anyway, who might be this fellow daoist that secretly sent help?
Just as he was in deep thoughts, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman heard the sound of footsteps approaching his place.
Gao Moumou, Tubo, and Professor Nan arrived in front of his dwelling to ask him about the textbook ❮Analects of Confucius❯ as well as information about Song Shuhang.
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