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With Elder Luan Wu leading the way, entering the Wendaofu to become a teacher was naturally not difficult.

Soon, the news of a new teacher arriving at the Wendaofu quickly spread.

“Xu Ming?”

“The Xu Ming from the Divine Phoenix Secret Realm?”

“Wasn’t he just participating in the Myriad Domain Genius Battle not long ago? How is he qualified to come to the Wendaofu as a teacher? — What? Xu Ming’s cultivation has already reached the World Manifestation Realm?”

“Even if he is at the World Manifestation Realm, so what? — Reaching the World Manifestation Realm so quickly, he’s probably only at the first level, right? Moreover, it’s probably an unstable first level!”

“With such cultivation, he dares to come to the Wendaofu as a teacher? Doesn’t he know that, in the entire Wendaofu, besides him, the lowest cultivation level of any teacher is the Shattering Realm!”

“This batch of new students entering the Wendaofu is about to arrive; surely no one will want to become his disciple! Let’s wait and see the joke!”

… …

As a teacher of the Wendaofu, Xu Ming was naturally assigned a pavilion as his place to impart knowledge and teach.

However, Xu Ming was somewhat depressed.

“I heard that this batch of new students has already entered the Wendaofu! But… until now, not a single person has come to become my disciple!”

Of course, Xu Ming also knew that this was normal.

After all, compared to the other teachers in the Wendaofu, he had neither cultivation nor qualifications — who would be willing to become his disciple?

“If I don’t receive any disciples, how will I earn merit points? If I don’t earn merit points, how will I enter the Nine Heavens?”

Xu Ming sighed.

“It seems that waiting for others to come to my door is impossible; I must take the initiative!”

Walking out of the pavilion, Xu Ming was once again hit by reality — he saw that many Nirvana Realm teachers had long queues of people waiting to become their disciples. Even the most miserable Shattering Realm teachers had at least one or two people showing their support.

But Xu Ming didn’t see even a single person.

Seeing this scene, Xu Ming couldn’t help but sigh again.

In terms of guiding disciples, who could be stronger than him? — The Shattering Realm couldn’t! The Nirvana Realm couldn’t either! The Domain Lord still couldn’t! The World Lord still couldn’t!

A “Supreme Guidance System” could crush even a Supreme!

But… Xu Ming couldn’t get a single disciple here! It has to be said, this is truly laughable.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Xu Ming’s eyes lit up.

He saw that not far away under a tree, there was a short, squat disciple sitting dejectedly under a large tree. Obviously, he must have failed to become a disciple!

“There’s hope!”

Xu Ming immediately walked towards this disciple — as for him being short and squat, and his cultivation only being at the Chaos Realm, probably one of the worst among all the new disciples, Xu Ming didn’t care.

“Cough cough!” Walking to the other party’s side, Xu Ming deliberately coughed before asking, “Failed to become a disciple?”

“Yeah!” The short, squat disciple’s voice was a bit low.

“Since we’ve met, it must be fate! Just become my disciple!” Xu Ming said calmly, with an air of immortality.

The short, squat disciple looked at Xu Ming suspiciously — he didn’t recognize Xu Ming.

“Why aren’t you waiting in your pavilion for other disciples to come and become your disciples?” The short, squat disciple couldn’t help but ask.

Xu Ming revealed a look of being too highbrow and lonely, and said, “Coming to become a disciple is just based on reputation; it’s not true fate! I don’t want disciples that I don’t think are fated!”

Xu Ming certainly couldn’t say that he was wandering around because he couldn’t get any disciples. If he said it, wouldn’t he lose all face?

So, after thinking about it, Xu Ming decided to act cool first.

Sure enough, this time, acting cool was very successful — after Xu Ming said these words with a highbrow and lonely air, the short, squat disciple’s expression instantly changed from suspicion to admiration!

“This is the demeanor of a true expert!!” The short, squat disciple was extremely excited — it seemed that his opportunity had come!

Xu Ming glanced at the other party and silently shook his head in his heart — this IQ is too easy to fool, right? With this IQ and this appearance, no wonder he failed to become a disciple!

After all, the teachers of the Wendaofu have a limit to the number of disciples they can accept; if the disciples are not talented enough, they naturally won’t accept them.

But…

Xu Ming had no choice!

After all, he really couldn’t get any disciples!

Short and squat is fine! Low IQ is fine! — Anyway, as long as Xu Ming is willing, even a pig can be cultivated into a peerless genius!

This pig in front of him, oh no, this short, squat disciple in front of him, will be Xu Ming’s first disciple accepted in the Wendaofu!

“Master —” The short, squat disciple may have had a low IQ, but his reaction was quite fast; he immediately knelt down to acknowledge Xu Ming as his master.

“Hmm!” Xu Ming nodded with a smile — he could be considered teachable!

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“What’s your name?” Xu Ming looked at the short, squat disciple.

“Zhao Xu!” The short, squat disciple replied; then, he asked, “May I ask for Master’s honorable name?”

This…

Xu Ming was afraid that as soon as he announced his honorable name, the cool act he had just put on would fail! If that happened, and this short, squat disciple Zhao Xu ran away, Xu Ming would really have no tears to cry!

In order to continue acting cool, after thinking about it, Xu Ming said, “This master is known in the pugilistic world as… Palm God!”

Xu Ming’s name had almost been listed as a “trash teacher” in the Wendaofu. But not many people knew the name Palm God.

Sure enough, although Zhao Xu had never heard of the name “Palm God,” he didn’t show the slightest disrespect.

“Find a place to wait for me first; when I call you, come to my pavilion!” Xu Ming said.

“Yes!”

Just like that, Xu Ming’s first disciple was considered accepted.

However, Xu Ming was still quite depressed in his heart — what was all this about? Accepting a disciple was like being a rat crossing the street!

“For merit points! For merit points!”

Xu Ming silently comforted himself and began searching for the next “prey.”

Sure enough, he quickly found another dejected figure in a corner of the wall.

However, to Xu Ming’s surprise, this disciple was actually at the Profound Yellow Realm — logically speaking, Profound Yellow Realm disciples should be much easier to get accepted as disciples than Chaos Realm disciples!

After inquiring, Xu Ming learned that this Profound Yellow Realm disciple had some grudges with a Nirvana Realm teacher in the Wendaofu. That Nirvana Realm expert had even said that anyone in the Wendaofu who dared to accept this person as a disciple would be going against him!

Naturally, no one would go against a Nirvana Realm expert for the sake of an ordinary Profound Yellow Realm disciple.

But… Xu Ming was different!

I can’t even get any disciples; now that I’ve finally seen a piece of Profound Yellow Realm “meat,” how could I be willing to let it go?

After understanding the whole story, Xu Ming continued to act with a highbrow and lonely demeanor: “Are you willing to become my disciple?”

The other party was surprised and said, “Aren’t you afraid of Teacher Xu Wuya?”

“Hmph!” Xu Ming’s cultivation couldn’t possibly be seen through by a Profound Yellow Realm cultivator; so, he could continue to act cool, “A mere Xu Wuya is not worth mentioning!”

Sure enough, Xu Ming succeeded in acting cool again!

This Profound Yellow Realm disciple thought he had encountered a great opportunity, and his eyes instantly shone.

There is only one chapter today, sorry.