After getting out of the dorm, Meng Fang walks ahead, followed by Gao Ge.

Meng Fang says in a low voice, “Sorry, I wanted to make you into No. 1 Class Heaven, because I am the teacher of No. 1 Class Heaven, but the senior management vetoed my proposal, claiming that it was against the regulation…”

Gao Ge smiles, “It’s okay.”

“Don’t take it personally. They are just covering the pearl with dust. Both Tang Jiusi and I know that you are quite capable and have a lucky chance. Moreover, Tang Jiusi also told me that you would enter Dragon Court for sure. It is a hard-won laurel that many students in Class Heaven cannot have…”

Before Meng Fang finishes talking, Gao Ge speaks first, “It’s okay, Mr. Meng. I understand. Besides, it is not bad to stay in Class Chaos. As far as I know, the Cultivation Academy holds a contest every month. Any student who yields unusually brilliant results can be promoted to classes of upper levels.

“How do you know that?” Meng Fang is taken aback.

Realizing that he has spilt the beans, Gao Ge talks vaguely, “I heard of it from other students in the canteen.”

Meng Fang nods his head and doesn’t care.

Gao Ge following Meng Fang, they enter an office of the teaching building. There is a sign hung on the office door that writes “Chaos”.

In the office, there are various kinds of weapons and teachers of different ages. Some of them are male and some are female. The older ones may be in their 60s or 70s and the younger ones look like in their 30s.

Seeing Meng Fang enter the office, they stop their work and stand up to greet Meng Fang.

Apparently, teachers from Class Heaven are superior to them.

“Mr. Meng, why are you here in the place of Class Chaos?” A man about 40 years old says smilingly.

Meng Fang turns around and says to Gao Ge, “Gao Ge, this is Mr. Jiang, sort of the grade dean of Class Chaos.”

The teacher system of the Cultivation Academy is more like that of high school or junior high school. There is a grade dean, dean of students and class teacher but no counsellor.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Jiang. I am Gao Ge.” Gao Ge greets Mr. Jiang.

“You are Gao Ge?” Mr. Jiang rubs his jaw and feels a headache.

When he sees Meng Fang come here, he knows what he is up to.

“Mr. Jiang, please arrange the class for Gao Ge.” Meng Fang says.

Mr. Jiang checks around and all the teachers just avoid his look.

Mr. Jiang has a stronger feeling of headache.

“Mr. Meng, he… really has only opened two martial meridians?”

“Yes, but he is really capable.”

“That is to say, on the condition that he has only two opened martial meridians, he has started cultivating?”

Meng Fang smiles, “He is only simply practicing Qi conduction and has not reached any specific realm.”

“Even so, if he wants to keep opening martial meridians, it is not easy, is it?” Mr. Jiang asks.

That’s the reason.

In their eyes, Gao Ge is no better than an underachiever.

Such a student will surely hinder any class he enters.

This is the first school for cultivation in Huaxia, where all the students are top-notch geniuses. Those who open only two martial meridians are barely seen here.

Unless cultivation schools become completely popular in Huaxia, there will be a larger number of cultivators with only one or two martial meridians. Yet, even so, they are still at the bottom in the cultivation schools.

Gao Ge is no longer calm.

Although he can assume the situation and show understanding, he feels a bit unhappy that so many teachers put on a cold and even loathing face towards him.

“He is one of those who survived the trip to Mount Duanlong.” Meng Fang says.

“Hey, young people who passed the trial of Mount Duanlong have opened at least more than ten martial meridians. However, he has only opened two, which is so unique.”

A teacher in his 50s opens the cup cover, saying smilingly and yet full of mockery.

“Mr. Meng, don’t make it hard for us. If you do think highly of him, just bring him to Class Heaven! Students in our Class Chaos are not capable indeed, but none of them only open two martial meridians.”

“Yeah, Mr. Meng. Please don’t make it hard for us.” Another female teacher also interrupts.

Gao Ge becomes more and more depressed.

With a cold look, Meng Fang is trembling out of anger because of these assholes.

Mr. Jiang seems to see through Meng Fang’s facial expression so he hastens to say, “Enough. Shut up!”

The teachers gradually quiet down, not daring to carry on their wanton talking.

Nevertheless, they have expressed their feelings of discontentment so incisively and vividly that they believe Meng Fang will not ask them to accept the student after that.

Meng Fang signs and turns around to look at Gao Ge, saying in a helpless tone, “Gao Ge, let me take you to see Class Torrent.”

Gao Ge wants to nod his head when he hears a familiar voice coming from the door.

“Since all of you don’t want him, let him come to my class.”

A man in a T-shirt enters the office and smiles at Gao Ge, gentle and decent.

Seeing the man, Gao Ge has his eyes wide open and feels so surprised.

“Mr… Mr. Liu?”

The man who walks in the office looks about 35 or 36 years old. Hearing what Gao Ge said, he is taken aback, “You know me?”

Gao Ge is scared to sweat. After a second of quick thinking, he has an idea and says smilingly, “After I came to the Academy, I saw the pictures and information of teachers on the left side.”

“You are so careful that you should observe it.” Liu Zhongyi nods his head, “As a cultivator, you should be careful of everything around you indeed. This is a merit and you shall keep it.”

Meng Fang doesn’t believe Gao Ge’s words. He looks at Gao Ge and falls into deep thought.

Has this boy seen Liu Zhongyi?

Yet, that is not important now. He asks, “Mr. Liu, are you willing to accept Gao Ge?”

“It’s okay. There are no good-for-nothing students but teachers.” Liu Zhongyi says smilingly. He doesn’t think much or try to accuse anyone, but such a simple saying just browns off some people.

“Mr. Liu, what you said just indicates that we are good-for-nothing teachers?” The female teacher who talked before says while frowning

“Ha-ha, Ms. Qin, I did not mean that.” Liu Zhongyi laughs sincerely and hastens to wave his hands, trying to explain, “I was just saying…”

“Emm, I believe that Mr. Liu was not talking about us. After all, if any teacher is regarded good-for-nothing, that must be Mr. Liu, who is still stuck in the realm of Qi-condensing at the age of 36. I’m afraid that many students are better than him.” The teacher in the 50s blows towards the tea in the cup and takes a sip, saying with his eyes slightly narrowed.

“You just told the truth. He-he, this is not bad. Leave the rubbish student to the rubbish teacher. Perfect matching.” The female teacher says grimly.

With his face getting red, Liu Zhongyi says, “Ms. Qin, if you call me rubbish, I will not bother to argue with you, but the boy is below 20 years old, so no one knows what he will be like in the future.”

“He has opened only two martial meridians. Even some common people can achieve more than that after a few learning. Isn’t he counted as rubbish student?” The female teacher sniffs at Liu Zhongyi’s words and says.

“Some cultivators just can catch up from behind.” Liu Zhongyi tries to defend for Gao Ge.

Actually, he doesn’t care much about being teased. After all, he is too old to remain in the realm of Qi-condensing. It is fair enough to call him a rubbish teacher.

However, in his view, Gao Ge is only a kid. If defined as rubbish now, he will be tremendously harmed.

Gao Ge clenches his fists subconsciously.

He is so close to getting wrathful.

Yet he has a deep feeling of helplessness.

Mr. Liu, just like what he used to be in the previous life, never argues for himself.

If he is half as eloquent as Yue Xincheng, he will not be bullied like that.

He just fails to understand why the teacher in his previous life gets to have contact with him so early.