Song Zhenwei stared intently at Xuanyang, noting the absence of the peculiar aura that accompanied awakened special physiques.
"Strange, this shouldn't be," he muttered, his old face creased with a displeased expression.
Had his deductions been wrong? Was Ji Mo's previous success in awakening Lin Mengmeng's special physique merely a fluke, and did Ji Mo actually possess no such special ability?
"You old fool, I think there's something wrong with you. The older you get, the more you overthink. Your old eyes are blurry, you've mistaken the person."
Song Weixi flashed a triumphant smile, then turned and left proudly.
Finally, she wouldn't have to worry about the matter of sneaking into the small woods anymore. She was so happy.
Ji Mo, clutching his forehead, followed Xuanyang and slowly emerged from the woods.
His gaze occasionally flickered towards Xuanyang, followed by a sigh.
Was this considered a medical malpractice?
Xuanyang's body had undergone a noticeable transformation. His skin was crystal clear, like frost and snow, and his features had become more refined, with rosy lips and white teeth.
If he had been a handsome man before, he now appeared even more feminine. If it weren't for his flat chest and a slight Adam's apple, he would have been almost indistinguishable from a girl.
"My medical skills are still not proficient enough," Ji Mo sighed, his heart heavy with regret. He resolved to study medicine diligently in the future and find a way to restore Xuanyang to his masculine form.
"Mr. Ji, even the best horse can stumble. There's no need to dwell on it."
Seeing Ji Mo's expression, Song Zhenwei mistook it for distress over the failed attempt to awaken Xuanyang's special physique and quickly offered words of comfort. After all, such matters were extraordinary, and who could guarantee success every time?
"Alas, it's all my fault for not mastering my craft." Ji Mo's face was filled with remorse and self-recrimination.
"Sir, what are you doing? I feel great, better than ever before."
Xuanyang was somewhat bewildered. He felt his bloodline power was stronger than it had ever been, as if he possessed inexhaustible energy. Moreover, his affinity with the laws of heaven and earth had increased by an unknown factor.
He stretched his limbs, feeling his vital energy surge like a vast ocean. He was confident that from now on, he would no longer be left behind by Lin Mengmeng and Wang Wenjian in his cultivation.
"Such powerful vital energy!"
Song Zhenwei sensed it, his expression changing drastically. He flashed forward and appeared before Xuanyang.
He grasped Xuanyang's soft, boneless hand, feeling a tremor in his heart.
Then, his expression relaxed, replaced by one of immense excitement. He laughed heartily with triumph.
Song Weixi, who had not gone far, heard the laughter and immediately turned back to investigate.
What she saw next shocked her immensely.
"He's gay? No, I must immediately arrange blind dates for the old man. I need to find him a new wife quickly. This is too terrifying. The old man actually made a move on a male student in broad daylight."
Song Weixi felt utterly embarrassed and quickly left.
"Dean, what are you doing? Let go, you're hurting me."
Xuanyang gritted his teeth, tears welling up in his eyes, looking pitiful.
The students in the distance who witnessed this scene covered their mouths, afraid to make a sound.
No wonder the Dean was so protective of Ji Mo, that scoundrel. It turned out they shared the same peculiar tastes, birds of a feather, both with very strong preferences.
"Dean, let go of my student." Ji Mo shouted.
Although Xuanyang was indeed very attractive, he was a male student. How could the Dean be so indiscriminate? Did he have no moral bottom line?
Song Zhenwei finally realized his impropriety and quickly released Xuanyang, offering a sheepish smile.
"Sir, he's bullying me." Xuanyang, looking aggrieved, rushed towards Ji Mo seeking protection.
He was then violently kicked away, his body crashing through a cluster of trees.
Xuanyang was unharmed. He got up from the ground, no longer daring to feign weakness.
"Be more manly," Ji Mo admonished him.
Xuanyang had been like a girl before, but apart from being a bit timid, his personality was quite masculine. How had his demeanor changed after Ji Mo's acupuncture treatment?
He didn't want his Xuanyang to become "Xuan Mo Baby"!
What a headache!
"As expected, a strict teacher produces brilliant students. Even a genius student is kicked and scolded at every turn. Mr. Ji is truly remarkable!" Song Zhenwei was filled with emotion.
If he had such a genius student, he would cherish and dote on them like a precious gem, not treat them this way.
He gazed at Xuanyang, his eyes gleaming.
This was Langya Academy's second super genius student after Lin Mengmeng, a priceless treasure. Once Lin Mengmeng and Xuanyang grew up, they would surely sweep aside all the proud talents of their generation and bring glory to Langya Academy.
Unlike Lin Mengmeng, Xuanyang had not awakened a special physique but a special bloodline. However, this special bloodline was too Yin, causing significant changes in Xuanyang's appearance and personality, making him more effeminate.
To be able to awaken both a special physique and a special bloodline, Mr. Ji was truly unfathomable, beyond our comprehension! Song Zhenwei became increasingly convinced that with Ji Mo's presence, Langya Academy would undoubtedly flourish rapidly, unstoppable by anyone.
"Dean, take back those lecherous eyes." Ji Mo snorted, sensing something amiss with Song Zhenwei's gaze towards Xuanyang.
"Yes, yes, yes." Song Zhenwei smiled obsequiously and turned to Ji Mo, "It is my fortune, accumulated over eight lifetimes, to have Mr. Ji in the academy."
His eyes burned with intensity. He really wanted to say that he also wanted to sneak into the small woods with Ji Mo.
"Turn around, don't look at me. You should keep staring at Xuanyang." Ji Mo felt a chill, finding Song Zhenwei's gaze towards him very strange, and decisively betrayed his student.
It seemed that being too handsome also caused trouble.
Song Zhenwei looked at Xuanyang and couldn't help but frown. What did Mr. Ji mean by that?
Was he implying that after awakening his special bloodline, he would also become like Xuanyang, a sissy? The thought of himself acting coy and speaking with effeminate gestures sent a shiver down Song Zhenwei's spine.
Thus, he could only forcefully suppress the thought of sneaking into the small woods.
In the days that followed, Song Zhenwei finally experienced what true despair was. From elderly women hundreds of years old to young ladies in their early twenties, Song Weixi arranged blind dates for Song Zhenwei one after another.
For the sake of her father, Song Weixi had gone to great lengths. Women of all heights, weights, and exotic styles were brought to him, making Song Zhenwei go on several blind dates a day.
"Daughter, spare me. I promise I won't arrange any more blind dates for you. I'm truly not lonely or empty, and I don't need a companion."
Song Zhenwei could only compromise and make concessions, promising not to urge marriage or pressure Song Weixi to marry. These conditions finally brought him peace.
However, one day, Song Weixi inadvertently discovered that Song Zhenwei was secretly observing Xuanyang's every move and that his eyes gleamed when he looked at Xuanyang.
She felt that things had gotten out of hand and continued to arrange blind dates for Song Zhenwei. She even considered whether, if human women were not suitable, perhaps enchanting demonesses might be an option.
Time flew by, and the day of the quarterly assessment arrived.