Why did you provoke that old man? He's a reincarnation of a deity!

The other two burly men lying on the ground were curled up like shrimp, each covering their groin with their hands, whimpering and unable to utter a complete sentence.

Jiang Youwei looked on with lingering fear: "Two of the Opening Meridian Martial Masters were defeated by you in just three moves. Meng Chenhai, do you have some kind of problem with men?"

"I'm a man myself, what opinions could I possibly have? They ran into this on their own." Xiao Nian said innocently.

Jiang Youwei looked up at Xiao Nian's wrinkled old face and rubbed her temples: Is this old man impotent? Jealous of young men? Is he just trying to mate?

Jiang Youwei stood up, took a deep breath. No matter what, a fight between martial artists who had opened their meridians was a serious matter. She suppressed her anger: "Fine, I'll handle this for you. But I have something to tell you."

She walked up to Xiao Nian and lowered her voice, "That move you just made, doesn't it look a bit like the Wind and Cloud Palm, the signature move of Xiao Nian, the Martial Emperor who has opened his meridians?"

"Oh? Really? How come I didn't know that?"

How could Jiang Youwei not be familiar with this move? Emperor Wu Xiao Nian had always been her idol, and she knew his story and moves by heart.

Although Old Man Meng's Wind and Cloud Palm technique has undergone significant changes, the posture and effects are still very similar!

"I'm warning you, the Dao is not to be easily passed on, and the Dharma is not to be sold cheaply. If I find out that you used Xiao Nian's martial arts manuals or something to exchange for alcohol, I'll be the first to not let you off the hook," Jiang Youwei said suddenly, seriously.

"Why are you so protective of that brat Xiao Nian? Who are you to him?" Xiao Nian frowned. He didn't know this girl in his previous life. Why was she so protective of him?

When Jiang Youwei was asked this question, she blushed and didn't know how to answer. "I am his half-sibling, he is my idol, and we are siblings who have never met."

"Your...idol?" Xiao Nian's expression was a little strange. He didn't even know that he was so dashing in his past life and had even gained a little fangirl.

Jiang Youwei was embarrassed to continue the topic, so she changed the subject:

"Although you applied for a three-year exemption from assessment, you cannot neglect your primary responsibility as an instructor. Academy regulations stipulate that junior instructors must lead a class, have at least four students, and produce results by the end of the year."

Xiao Nian raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean by 'achieving results'?"

"The four disciples you'll be mentoring, either second- or third-year students, must have at least one of them break through to the Body Tempering stage before the end of the year. Otherwise, your spot will be revoked. Don't think that just because you have some skills you can coast along in the academy." Jiang Youwei's tone left no room for negotiation.

"That's it?" Xiao Nian said indifferently.

Xiao Nian turned to leave, but as soon as she took a step, her body swayed slightly. It was a very small movement, but Xiao Nian knew perfectly well what was happening:

This eighty-year-old, frail body showed signs of fatigue after continuous battles. The circulation of qi and blood was slowing down, and the spiritual energy in the meridians was beginning to show slight blockages.

Still too weak. Need to break through as soon as possible, ideally reaching the Foundation Establishment stage.

Jiang Youwei was taken aback by his attitude, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Tomorrow you'll report to Class 7, that's your class. Teach well, don't mislead the students."

After saying that, she turned and walked away, but stopped after a couple of steps and said, "I'll report those three people you exposed tonight for causing trouble."

Xiao Nian slowly walked back to the dormitory, leaning on her cane, but she was thinking about something else.

I've been at the peak of the third level of Qi Refining for a while now, but the spiritual energy on Blue Star is too thin. Relying solely on the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Refining Immortal Technique to absorb the power of the stars is not progressing as expected.

After today's fight, he clearly felt that the circulation of his blood and qi was sluggish, and the circulation of his spiritual energy was also slow.

If they encountered a master at the Meridian Opening Realm, or if there were twice as many of them, they might not be able to handle the situation with ease.

You must break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining as soon as possible. Once you enter the middle stage of Qi Refining, the quality and quantity of your spiritual power will experience a qualitative leap, and you will be able to cast spells more easily.

Breaking through to the fourth level of Qi Refining requires more than just meditation; it's too slow and elixirs are needed.

The medicinal herbs he had Qian Yukun collect were for refining high-quality Spirit Nourishing Pills, supplementary pills specifically for Qi Refining cultivators, capable of quickly replenishing spiritual power to break through bottlenecks.

"Let's wait until that kid gathers all the materials." Xiao Nian pushed open the dormitory door, closed her eyes, and slowly began to recuperate, circulating the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Refining Immortal Technique to cultivate.

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The next morning, Xiao Nian appeared at the entrance of Class 7, leaning on his crutches, right on time.

The moment he pushed open the door, a buzzing noise came from inside.

The fifty teenagers were making a ruckus in the classroom; some were arm wrestling, some were playing cards, and some were even eating.

Xiao Nian actually misses this kind of thing. The first class he entered was also called Class 7A. Back then, his eyes were only on his cousin Ye Xunmei. He had no mind to discipline his teachers.

Xiao Nian walked in, leaning on her cane, and stood on the podium.

The classroom fell silent for a moment. Everyone looked up and saw a gaunt, white-haired old man, then went back to doing what they were doing.

"Did the old man go to the wrong classroom?"

"Whose grandpa is missing?"

"Old man, you're going to die soon, so go home."

Someone even whistled.

Xiao Nian stood on the podium, her gaze sweeping across the entire room, pausing briefly at the last row by the window.

There sat a fifteen-year-old boy, dressed in a brocade robe, leaning back in his chair with his legs crossed, a typical spoiled young master.

Once this troublemaker is dealt with, the whole class will be much easier to manage.

When the boy saw Xiao Nian looking at him, he grinned and propped his legs up on the table: "What are you looking at? Never seen a handsome guy before?"

Xiao Nian ignored him and spoke her first words: "My name is Meng Chenhai, and from today onwards I will be your martial arts instructor."

The classroom fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"You? Teach us martial arts?"

"Don't be ridiculous, my grandfather is younger than you."

"Is the academy so short of money that they've even hired the old gatekeeper as an instructor?"

The young man in the brocade robe slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "Old man, do you know how to box? If not, I'll teach you!"

"Oh? You want to teach me? Sure, come up here and show me a set of punches."

Seeing his chance to shine, the young man in the brocade robe leaped up and jumped to Xiao Nian's side.

"Grandpa, move aside, I don't want to bump into you, your family is making me pay compensation."

After speaking, the young man in the brocade robe began to perform a set of Mantis Fist, a fist technique used only in the Body Tempering stage. He performed it with great power and skill, and the people below cheered in unison.

"Boss Zhang, you truly lived up to my reputation!"

"With your aptitude, who could possibly teach you?"

After showing off, the young man in the brocade robe looked smugly at Xiao Nian, and casually blew on his hair, causing the female students present to dazzle.

"How was it? Wasn't it amazing?"

"Is this some kind of courtship dance? It has neither power nor beauty," Xiao Nian said, arms crossed.

"What did you say!" The young man in the brocade robe felt utterly humiliated.

Xiao Nian said unhurriedly, "You're just one step away from entering the early stage of martial arts body tempering, specializing in fist techniques. Your right arm has an unhealed hidden injury, and your arm goes numb if you practice fist techniques for more than half an hour. Every morning when you wake up, your right shoulder joint will crack three times."

The anger on the young man's face vanished abruptly.