Chapter 61: Example Is Better Than Precept

"Opening the Light: Let students feel the teacher's truth, goodness, and beauty, wash away the filth of the soul, and truly liberate the students' love-filled hearts."

Lin Fan looked at the introduction to Opening the Light, also completely baffled. The description was ambiguous; who knew what effect it would have.

But Lin Fan figured it probably wouldn't be too bad. He might as well try it out first and see.

"Alright, my dear students, today your teacher will perform Opening the Light on you again, letting your souls be perfectly released. From now on, my radiance will walk with you." Lin Fan had no idea what Opening the Light was; he only knew that eminent monks often performed it on fallen women, but he had never heard of doing it for disciples.

"Teacher, what is Opening the Light?" Liu Shuishui looked at her mentor with confusion, not understanding what he meant. It seemed very profound.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, his smile like a flower, his eyes gentle and loving as he beckoned, "Come, Shuishui, your teacher will perform Opening the Light on you first."

"Teacher, you're so good to me." Seeing her teacher's love-filled smile, Liu Shuishui nodded happily, then ran to him and let him do as he pleased.

"Ah, what can I do? You are my favorite female student."

…

Afternoon.

The morning's Opening the Light session, Lin Fan had muddled through it with the students.

By the time he finished with the last one, Lin Fan still hadn't figured out what Opening the Light was for; he just felt something strange.

It seemed that some of his essence, energy, and spirit had scattered and entered their bodies.

This feeling left Lin Fan puzzled, but never mind. If he couldn't understand Opening the Light, so be it. With the current three functions,

in a short time, having these students catch up to others shouldn't be a big problem.

For these students, Lin Fan adopted a hands-off approach. Cultivating the first three layers of the Titan Demon Body was the most important thing for them now.

Lin Fan wouldn't stay long among the students. After hearing the conversation between the Yan Emperor and Empress, he had to return to the sect and inform them.

Although the Holy Demon Sect had been passed down for ten thousand years, Lin Fan didn't think it could withstand a siege by all the sects.

"Zang Tianhao, you waste, get away from Junior Sister Han immediately, or I'll make you regret it."

At that moment, Lin Fan, about to leave the Tianfu Academy, heard an angry shout not far away. He didn't pay it much mind at first, but when he heard the name Zang Tianhao, he became somewhat interested.

Wasn't that the group he had met in the forest?

Lin Fan knew they were at the Tianfu Academy, but he hadn't planned to seek them out. If they met again, it would be fate. Deliberately looking for them held no interest, especially since his current danger level was still high.

Lin Fan went over to watch. He saw a man with an arrogant expression looking down at Zang Tianhao, who was lying on the ground.

Judging by his clothes, he was a student from Class Jia.

"Xiao Ze, don't go too far. This is the Tianfu Academy. Who I, Han Mengmeng, choose to be with is none of your business." Han Mengmeng, dressed in green, was fresh and refined, but her expression was furious as she stared at the man before her.

Xiao Ze flicked his sleeve, ignoring Han Mengmeng's angry gaze. "I couldn't control it before, but now your Han family has formed a marriage alliance with my Xiao family. You'd better think carefully about who you associate with from now on. The face of the Xiao and Han families is not for you to trample on."

…

Lin Fan stood to the side, rolling his eyes. He hadn't expected to encounter such a cliché scene; it was truly exasperating.

"Hmph, Zang Tianhao, you lowborn, how dare you covet my Xiao Ze's fiancée? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself—what capital do you have? What, do you want to fight me?" Xiao Ze said contemptuously.

At this moment, Zang Tianhao gripped his heavy sword, looking at Xiao Ze unyieldingly. "I, Zang Tianhao, may not have your cultivation, but today, even if I die, I will fight you to the end."

"Hmph, the light of a firefly dares to compete with the sun and moon? If you have the guts, come to the arena and sign a life-and-death pact." Xiao Ze said disdainfully.

"Brother Zang, don't be impulsive. You must not fall into his trap." Han Mengmeng quickly tried to stop him.

Zang Tianhao shook his head. Today, even if he died, he would not back down.

…

Lin Fan shook his head. Zang Tianhao was a bit impulsive; after all, he was still young. A mere second-stage Innate daring to fight a sixth-stage Innate—once he got on stage, he wouldn't even know how he died.

Since we've crossed paths, if I don't step in today, something bad might happen.

Lin Fan was a righteous man. He couldn't stand idly by when the strong bullied the weak.

"Ahem, three students, I think you need to calm down. The academy is a place for teaching martial arts and educating people, not a venue for settling personal grudges." At this point, Lin Fan cleared his throat, his expression stern and serious, hands clasped behind his back as he stepped forward.

The authority of a teacher was now fully displayed.

"Senior…" Zang Tianhao and Han Mengmeng exclaimed in surprise when they saw the newcomer. They hadn't expected to see the senior here.

In their minds, the senior was a transcendent figure. To have traveled with him was already a great blessing. They never imagined they would see him again within the academy.

Lin Fan smiled and nodded at the two, then looked at the imposing Xiao Ze. "As a student of Class Jia, you should be a senior brother. How can you be so narrow-minded?"

"Who are you?" Xiao Ze retorted, not showing Lin Fan any respect.

"Teacher of Class Ding, Section One." Lin Fan smiled slightly, not feeling any shame about being from Class Ding.

But to others, it was a huge joke.

The surrounding students snickered, thinking the teacher from Class Ding must have a problem with his nerves.

This Xiao Ze was a student of Class Jia, the highest combat power in the Tianfu Academy. Not even a teacher from Class Yi dared to act presumptuously before Xiao Ze, let alone a teacher from Class Ding.

They remembered that once, a teacher from Class Yi had offended Xiao Ze and was severely humiliated by him on the arena.

Sure enough, upon hearing it was Class Ding, Xiao Ze sneered with even more contempt. A mere teacher from Class Ding was no different from the trash in that class.

"A piece of trash from Class Ding dares to boss me around? Get lost." Xiao Ze said coldly.

Zang Tianhao and Han Mengmeng were stunned. Class Ding? How could the senior be a teacher of Class Ding? With his strength, he would be more than qualified even for Class Jia.

Indeed, the senior was the senior—he couldn't be judged by ordinary standards.

Lin Fan looked at Xiao Ze's arrogant expression and shook his head regretfully.

"Look, what's that?" Lin Fan pointed at the gate.

The crowd looked over in confusion but saw nothing unusual.

Seeing that these eager students hadn't noticed what he was pointing at, Lin Fan shook his head regretfully.

"Example is better than precept." Lin Fan pointed at the aphorism deeply engraved on the stone tablet.

"Are you really not leaving?" By now, Xiao Ze was angry. When had a teacher from Class Ding ever dared to boss him around?

Lin Fan sighed. The student was beyond teaching, but since he was a teacher now, he had to make him reform.

Lin Fan took a step forward. Xiao Ze was startled and stepped back, but Lin Fan paid no attention and kept walking forward.

"Come, follow me to the arena." Lin Fan said.

"Fine…" Xiao Ze sneered. Since he wanted to play the hero, he had only himself to blame.

"Senior." Zang Tianhao and Han Mengmeng looked at the senior's back, not understanding why he was doing this.