The elite instructors burst into laughter, while Ming Zhitian, unimpressed, rose to his feet.
A young girl hurried over. "Sorry, Teacher Wang, I'm late!"
"Stop!" Wang Jianchi called out to her.
The girl froze, holding her breath, and stood rooted in the doorway.
Wang Jianchi looked up. "Su Xin'er, rank ninety-eight. What's so important that it's more crucial than the selection ceremony?"
Su Xin'er stuck out her tongue. "Helping an old lady cross the road... does that count?"
Wang Jianchi couldn't help but frown, but with the distinguished guest Ming Zhitian present, he couldn't say much. "Come in."
Su Xin'er then entered the training ground. "You may choose your own instructor."
With that, Wang Jianchi didn't even look at Ming Zhitian. "Do you need me to take you to the Dean?"
Seeing that he hadn't recruited a single student, Dongfang Guochán took pity on him. "I was about to see the Dean myself, why don't we go together?"
The instructors cast envious glances at Ming Zhitian. "What? The goddess Guochán is actually inviting this kid along?"
Ming Zhitian waved his hand. "No need."
The instructors were dumbfounded. "He was rejected too?!"
Just as he was about to leave, Su Xin'er approached his seat. "I choose this one."
This once again shattered their understanding. "This kid... what's so special about him?"
Ming Zhitian glanced up slightly. "They all ignored me, why did you choose me?"
Su Xin'er blinked slightly. "Huh? Is there no reason? Is that not allowed?"
Ming Zhitian appraised her. "Your aptitude is excellent. It would be a waste not to practice martial arts."
The martial arts instructor Jie Ziming, who was fond of Dongfang Guochán and had taken a dislike to Ming Zhitian earlier, scoffed. "Who does he think he is? Can he determine someone's future just by looking at them?"
Su Xin'er replied to Ming Zhitian, "But I like magic cultivation."
"As you wish," Ming Zhitian handed her a Saint God-tier cultivation technique. "Take this. This 'Huai Tian Zhu Yue' might be helpful for your cultivation. If mastered, it can break through the Saint God realm."
"!"
A hush fell over the instructors. They hadn't even seen the threshold of the Divine Emperor realm, let alone the Heavenly God realm. They didn't even know what the Saint God realm was.
Su Xin'er was flustered. "This is too precious! Besides, I don't even know your name."
Ming Zhitian stood with his hands behind his back. "You can call me Instructor Ming. I was only asked by the Dean to teach for one day, that's all. Take it as a welcome gift."
Su Xin'er cupped the Saint God-tier cultivation technique, 'Huai Tian Zhu Yue', in her hands. She could clearly feel an endless stream of immortal spiritual power contained within.
"Fake! It must be fake! I've seen too many fake cultivation techniques in this world. With my hundred years of experience, this is definitely a fake! Practicing it will surely damage your bones and muscles, and in severe cases, shatter your spiritual sea!"
The speaker was Jie Ziming, the martial arts instructor. He strode forward, dressed impeccably in a suit, chest puffed out proudly.
He pointed at the Saint God-tier cultivation technique and continued, "I strongly advise you not to practice this kind of chaotic fake technique, lest you become a cripple!"
Wang Jianchi stepped forward to authenticate it and his expression became incredibly vivid. "This is a genuine Saint God-tier cultivation technique! I had the fortune to see it in ancient texts."
"Nonsense!" Jie Ziming retorted. "Wang Jianchi, a mere teaching assistant like yourself, dares to parrot what you've seen in front of all the instructors?"
"I..." Wang Jianchi was rendered speechless.
The instructors, who had been somewhat convinced by Wang Jianchi, immediately dismissed it, and began pointing and whispering about Ming Zhitian's Saint God-tier cultivation technique.
"Su Xin'er, is it? Don't mind them. Come with me, I'll reluctantly give you a lecture." Ming Zhitian ignored these insignificant individuals and walked directly into a classroom.