Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 428 The Old Tea Tree Wants to Hit Someone

"Mr. Chen Ping, please come in. I have already informed the sect leader."

Led by the young deacon, Chen Ping soon arrived at a grand hall and stepped inside. This was the council hall of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

At this moment, on the north side of the main hall, facing south, was a large rosewood carved chair with a huge jade stone inlaid on the back.

The jade is turquoise in color and exudes a touch of warmth. It is a piece of top-quality warm jade.

A middle-aged man sat upright on a large rosewood carved chair. He had a handsome face, a straight nose and a square mouth, and a refined and gentle appearance. His eyes held a hint of scrutiny, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses. He smiled and exchanged greetings with Chen Ping. His gaze was gentle, and he looked more like a scholar.

Chen Ping's gaze lingered briefly on the middle-aged man, and he quickly noticed the several trigger-type soul tools he was equipped with, each of which appeared to be of a high grade.

This did not surprise Chen Ping. After all, it would be news if the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School couldn't afford a high-level defensive soul tool.

What Chen Ping noticed were the defensive soul tools on the other party. Apart from one soul tool that resembled a cube triangle, the rest of the soul tools were all extremely uniform in style, seemingly the work of the same soul tool master.

Well.
Chen Ping blinked. Could it be that all these works were made by Mo Fang?
The thought only flashed through Chen Ping's mind before he dismissed it.

Just as academic peers can recognize an author simply by looking at the style of their papers, readers who follow a book series will eventually be caught even if an online novelist uses a fake account to start a new book.

At the seventh level of Soul Master, many Soul Tools have extremely distinct personal styles, and in Chen Ping's opinion, these Soul Tools should not have been made by Mo Fang.

His gaze shifted to one side of the main hall, where a burly man with scarlet markings all over his body was staring at him with a stern expression. His eyes seemed to hold a hint of scrutiny, but due to his poor control over his facial expressions, the corners of his mouth would always curl up again as soon as he tried to suppress them.

At this moment, inside the council hall of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Chen Ping could only see these two people; the remaining rosewood carved chairs were all empty.

However, the slight trembling of Chen Ping's True Sight Eyes on his brow made him sense the spying of a third person inside the hall.

Subconsciously, Chen Ping used his mental energy to scan the corner of the hall. To his surprise, although he could clearly sense that there was a person in that spot, his mental energy couldn't pinpoint where that person was.

In other words, there is a being hidden inside the main hall of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School that is not only invisible to the naked eye, but also cannot be detected by spiritual power.

If it weren't for his True Sight Eye giving him a sixth sense-like ability, and the fact that this person was clearly sizing him up, he probably wouldn't have noticed this person until he left the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"Young friend Chen, please have a seat. Fen Tian and I are so tired of hearing your name that our ears are practically calloused."

The middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses smiled broadly when he saw the handsome and dignified Chen Ping. He had barely uttered a few words when his eyes became fixed on the necklaces on Chen Ping's wrist.

The red-haired burly man hadn't yet realized why his sect leader had suddenly stopped talking, so he quickly took over the conversation.

"Yes, yes, Xiaofeng used to fight with me at home every day and never told me anything. But now, every time we have a holiday, she talks about it all the time."

Just as the red-haired burly man took over the conversation and managed to warm up the atmosphere again, his gaze inadvertently fell on Chen Ping, and then he noticed the strings of bracelets. Wait! Wait, wait, wait!
The red-haired burly man and the middle-aged man exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion and shock in each other's eyes.

Even if this kid is as popular with women as Shrek's Dragon God Mu En was back then, it can't be, no, this kid hasn't been in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School for even half a quarter of an hour, has he?

Chen Ping entered the council hall. He had finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the test at the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was much easier than that at the Haotian School. These two were quite easy to talk to. But why did they both freeze up as they talked?

For a moment, Chen Ping, who had originally planned to find a chair to sit down as arranged by the middle-aged man, found himself in an awkward situation, unsure whether to sit or stand. Looking at the two people in the hall, a hint of embarrassment appeared in his eyes.

"Cough cough."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man realized that he and the burly man had lost their composure. He gently clenched his right fist, placed it to his lips, coughed lightly twice, and his smile returned to his face.

"Well, young friend Chen, please have a seat. Your Uncle Wu and I were just surprised to find you so handsome, even more so than Ning Tian and Wu Feng described. That's why we were momentarily stunned, haha."

After smoothing things over, the middle-aged man turned his head slightly and spoke towards the location where Chen Ping sensed someone: "Chen Ying, you're quick. Go and invite the old lady to come and see young friend Chen as well—someone, bring some tea."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping blushed instantly. "Wait, are the people from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School really this direct when praising people? I'm completely taken aback."

Normally, when he's being treated politely by people outside, they're saying things like "imposing and dignified." But now, he's been stunned by someone saying he's too handsome. Who wouldn't be confused by that?

That's a bit too straightforward.

However, just from what the middle-aged man said, Chen Ping immediately noticed a few key names. The "Fen Tian" that the man mentioned should be the burly man in front of him with short red hair who looked to be over fifty years old.

As for the "Dust Shadow" mentioned by the other party, Chen Ping could guess that the other party should be the person who had been looking at him just now, because the feeling of being stared at disappeared instantly after the middle-aged man finished speaking.

As for the Old Madam Ye mentioned by the other party, Chen Ping had absolutely no clue.

Chen Ping took a sip of tea from a disciple in a white uniform and exclaimed, "What fragrant tea!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled slightly: "If you like it, I'll pack a few pounds for you when you leave. Don't think it's too little. These are new tea leaves picked from a ten-thousand-year-old tea tree in the sect. If you pick too much, the old tea tree will beat you up."

Old tea trees can be dangerous.
Upon hearing this, Chen Ping almost spat out his tea, and immediately lost all sense of distance: "It's normal, it's normal. When I used to help process soul beast ingredients at Shrek Academy, I was always worried about not being able to defeat the ingredients or anything like that."

As soon as Chen Ping said this, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "That's your good fortune. Looking around the world, who else can make delicious food for the ferocious beasts in the Star Dou Forest?"

(End of this chapter)