Song Wei Qian, a goddess-like existence, had countless admirers who pursued her, only to be utterly defeated and eventually retreat in disappointment.
Within the Langya Academy, Song Wei Qian was an unattainable and inviolable goddess.
Now, this woman who viewed men as dirt had been repelled by Ji Mo, deeply shocking Xuan Yang's heart.
He had never imagined that a man could be so domineering when facing a woman.
At this moment, this pitiful spare tire, just abandoned by a woman, looked upon Ji Mo with reverence, as if he were a deity.
Xuan Yang directly clung to Ji Mo's trouser leg and pleaded, "Sir, please impart to me the supreme art of wooing women."
Ji Mo looked at Xuan Yang, whose face was covered in snot and tears, and felt a bit disgusted. However, the worship and sincerity in the other's eyes still moved him.
The most important factor, naturally, was the scarcity of students, and out of necessity, he had to accept whoever came.
"I am merely a mortal. Do you truly wish to become my student?"
Ji Mo asked.
"No, sir is not a mortal, but a divine being! Even Song Wei Qian has her eyes on you; such charm is unparalleled in this world."
Xuan Yang's eyes were filled with fervent passion.
As long as he could learn even a fraction from Ji Mo, he would surely be able to avenge today's humiliation.
He had been deeply hurt by his so-called sister Ru, and love had turned to hate, leading him to plan for severe retaliation.
"Actually, I was just talking nonsense earlier," Ji Mo intended to clarify.
However, Xuan Yang did not listen at all, believing Ji Mo to be modest, and was determined to become Ji Mo's student.
Thus, the second student was inexplicably accepted.
What was most peculiar was that the art the student wished to learn was that of wooing women.
Ji Mo was a blank slate when it came to experience in wooing women.
However, this did not hinder him from teaching students.
Had he never eaten pork, he had at least seen pigs run, hadn't he?
He still had a theory or two.
"Xuan Yang, since you are willing to learn from me, I shall impart the essence of wooing women to you. In fact, you only need to remember seven words."
Ji Mo cleared his throat and began to deceive him, "Be bold, be dark-hearted, and have a thick skin! As long as you can comprehend these seven words, I guarantee you will be successful in love and conquer the hearts of many."
"Be bold, be dark-hearted, and have a thick skin..."
Xuan Yang repeated the words several times, his eyes growing brighter, emitting bursts of brilliance. He felt that these seven words, though seemingly simple, contained profound wisdom.
The more he pondered them, the more miraculous he found them to be, leaving him with much to reflect upon.
He vaguely felt his thoughts becoming clearer, and his spirit had grown considerably stronger!
"Of course, the most important thing is to stand tall and have the spirit of a man; you must never be a wimp,"
Ji Mo continued to instruct.
Xuan Yang was too effeminate and lacked masculine energy; this had to be corrected.
"Sir, do not judge me by my appearance. I am a true man of iron, a pure man!"
Xuan Yang straightened his back and deliberately spoke in a rough voice.
If not for the inadvertent flick of his "orchid fingers" while speaking, Ji Mo would have almost believed him.
After Song Wei Qian left, she grew more and more indignant the more she thought about it.
In the past, it was always those wretched men who fled in disarray after being rebuffed by her. She never expected that karma would come full circle, and she herself would be choked into a hasty retreat one day.
She gritted her teeth in hatred. How could that scoundrel Ji Mo be so shameless, slandering her for pestering him? It was truly detestable.
Such a degenerate teacher could not appear in Langya Academy. She had to stop him from recruiting three students.
Thus, Song Wei Qian, who had always been impartial, for the first time acted selfishly, using her authority to prevent Ji Mo from recruiting students.
Immediately, all the students of Langya Academy received the news: they must not interact with Ji Mo or become his students.
On the sixth day, Ji Mo discovered that he was being ostracized; all the students he encountered ignored him.
Time flew by, and the seventh day arrived.
Today was the final deadline. If he could not recruit three students, Ji Mo would lose the opportunity to become a teacher at Langya Academy.
Ji Mo walked through the academy, his face full of helplessness.
He had already confirmed that he was being targeted, and it would be difficult to recruit the third student.
Lin Meng Meng and Xuan Yang followed closely behind him.
Lin Meng Meng was now completely different from two days ago. Her demeanor remained endearingly naive, but her temperament had undergone a significant change, and this change was still ongoing.
Her posture had become more slender, her physique was approaching perfection, her skin was as white as snow, and it seemed to emit a faint fluorescence, making her radiant.
Since undergoing Ji Mo's massage, Lin Meng Meng could feel a world of difference in her body. The most obvious change was her affinity with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. She didn't need to cultivate deliberately; spiritual energy entered her body on its own, and her cultivation was increasing at an astonishing speed.
It was dozens of times faster than before, and this speed was still increasing.
At the same time, her comprehension ability had also improved dramatically. Techniques and divine abilities that she had previously found obscure and difficult to understand were now easily grasped without any obstacles.
Although she appeared endearingly naive on the outside, she was not foolish. She knew that the changes in her body were related to Ji Mo, and everything was a gift from Ji Mo. Her reverence for him as a teacher reached an unparalleled level.
"Xuan Yang, there are rumors about Mr. Ji circulating throughout the academy now, with all sorts of slanderous and defamatory remarks spreading. We cannot just stand by and do nothing,"
Lin Meng Meng tilted her small head and discussed seriously with Xuan Yang.
As students, they naturally could not stand idly by while their teacher's reputation was being tarnished.
"Those bastards are truly spewing nonsense, saying that sir has a penchant for men and that my relationship with him is ambiguous. If I find out who is maliciously slandering him, I will tear their filthy mouths apart. I, Xuan Yang, am a pure man, and I am straight."
Xuan Yang said angrily.
He worried that if such outrageous rumors spread, how would he ever woo women in the future?
Ji Mo, who had been feeling comforted and thought he had not accepted these two students in vain, was suddenly speechless upon hearing Xuan Yang's words.
You little brat, so you mean to say you're straight, and I'm gay?
"Mr. Ji, you have been wronged. I will find a way to restore your reputation and vindicate you."
Lin Meng Meng clenched her fists and said very seriously.
Ji Mo was greatly gratified. This endearingly naive girl was truly heartwarming!
As for Xuan Yang, he was useless.
"Hahaha, you, a mediocre student with trash-like cultivation talent, dare to boast and claim you will vindicate a useless mortal? This is truly laughable."
A burst of mocking laughter erupted, unreservedly ridiculing Lin Meng Meng.
Ji Mo looked up and saw an old acquaintance, Cui Pei, who had made things difficult for him during the entrance examination.
He narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in his pupils. He could tolerate insults directed at himself, but he absolutely could not tolerate insults directed at his students.
"Oh, what, you're angry? If you have the ability, hit me."
Cui Pei looked askance at Ji Mo, his face full of mockery.
He had just learned that the mortal he had previously driven away might become a teacher at the academy, so he had rushed over immediately.
He absolutely would not allow such a thing to happen.