"Lin Feng, hello."

"Alright, what’s so urgent that you came to find me?"

Wu Fa replied to Lin Feng, "It’s been fifteen years since we built the shelter in Peace City. Now the children have grown up, and I’m considering establishing a school to teach them the Righteous Path of Immortal Law."

"I agree with this. But have you considered the selection of the faculty?"

"Of course, I’ve thought it through. You’ll be the principal, I’ll be the academic administrator, and the remaining sixty or so cultivators can be teachers."

Wu Fa had thought through all of this.

He had been planning for the establishment of this school for a full ten years. Now, even the textbooks are ready.

"Our textbooks can teach according to attributes. Your Wind Character Technique can be a dedicated course, while my Blood Transformation Technique will open as a separate subject."

"The Blood Transformation Technique is too violent, those without strong will may stray from the path. Such cultivation techniques should be listed as prohibitions."

Lin Feng’s tone was icy, leaving no room for negotiation. Wu Fa looked at him, speechless.

Since Lin Feng said so, it should be considered as accepting the position of school principal. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

But is this really good for founding a school?

Lin Feng didn’t know either, he only knew that teaching children the Righteous Path and practicing Immortal Law is the only hope for the rise of the Human Realm. Currently, the Mortal Court is divided and even foolish. If it weren’t for Lin Feng and the others guarding Peace City, the Human Realm might have been exterminated twenty years ago.

In Wu Fa’s courtyard, this is the center of the Peace City stronghold.

Ever since the last great battle, after Peace City was destroyed and the City Lord was captured, Wu Fa established a mortal refuge. It was later expanded by Lin Feng and over a hundred cultivators, now its area rivals half of Peace City.

Early in the morning, over a hundred children gathered, all of whom are boys and girls aged ten.

"Hello, everyone, I am the principal of Tianxing Academy. You can also call me ’Zun Shang’."

A boy, somewhat confused, asked Lin Feng, "What do we learn at school?"

Lin Feng replied, "Poetry, etiquette, and rules of the mortal world; secondly, those with cultivation talent can also learn Immortal Law."

"Do you think I have talent?"

"What do you think?" Lin Feng retorted.

The boy answered, "I do."

"If that’s the case, I have a way to prove whether you have it or not. Are you willing to try?"

Faced with Lin Feng’s words, the boy hesitated for a while, then decided to give it a try. "Try it, who’s afraid?"

"Alright, this is your own choice. If you lose your life then, don’t regret it."

The boy resolutely replied, "Life and death are destined, no need for regret."

Lin Feng summoned the Star Furnace, a treasure he obtained from the Tianxing Pavilion. Had Lin Feng not forcibly taken it out, the Star Furnace would have likely been destroyed along with the Tianxing Pavilion.

A red torrent emerged before them, with a human head seemingly appearing amidst the flames. The outline was clear, and the Star Furnace could identify whether someone had talent.

However, the Star Furnace had already been modified by Lin Feng; it no longer speaks of matters related to the Star-Gazing Pavilion, only whether the tested individual has talent. Lin Feng wouldn’t make everyone wait ten years anymore, he only wanted those with talent, as long as one was willing to embark on cultivation.

The boy looked at the fire serpent, tensed up, as the head began to speak to the boy, "Boy, put your finger in my mouth."

A girl beside him advised, "Don’t do it, that’s fire."

Thinking back to his promise to Lin Feng, the boy couldn’t go back on his word. So he hesitated briefly upon seeing the tongue of fire, then put his hand into the fiery serpent.

His actions scared all the girls, who were all tense, not wanting to see him cry out in pain. The boy seemed prepared to withstand suffering as he placed his hand into the Star Furnace, displaying a pained expression.

Lin Feng watched him close his eyes and smiled with interest.

He wasn’t mocking the boy, but rather acknowledging the boy’s courage.

After a while, the boy seemed not to feel the expected intense pain, and he opened his eyes in confusion.

Then he smiled happily, as Lin Feng asked the boy to withdraw his hand.

The Star Furnace quickly made a judgment.

This child has average talent, but still can be trained into talent.

"The boy heard he had talent, and he laughed."

Lin Feng also felt happy for him.

Planning to take him as his disciple.

"I find you interesting, so I’m accepting you as my direct disciple, are you willing?"

The boy, upon hearing Lin Feng’s intention to accept him as a direct disciple, immediately knelt on the ground.

"Disciple thanks Master." After a simple bow of the head, the apprenticeship was considered successful.

Lin Feng felt comforted, but still curiously asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to learn spells?"

Among the girls, one stepped out.

The girl had a watery complexion, clear brows, and delicate features, very cute. Lin Feng recognized her, "Are you Ping’er’s daughter?"

By "Ping’er", Lin Feng meant Wu Tian’s daughter, who married a local merchant ten years ago at sixteen.

Now her daughter was nine years old, looking exactly like her mother did back then.