The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Han Mu's teaching career in a higher dimension lasted for a full two years and eleven months. During this time, he got up early every day to prepare lessons, lectured in the morning, answered questions in the afternoon, and graded homework in the evening. His days were even more fulfilling than when he was cultivating in the Realm of Immortality. The hundred students he taught went from initial doubt and provocation to being completely convinced and then reluctant to part. The change in their attitudes was so great that even Han Mu himself was somewhat surprised.

Tie Niu was the first to be subdued. Ever since his fist was caught between two fingers of the Hongmeng Dao Ancestor, Tie Niu's attitude towards Han Mu underwent a complete 180-degree turn. From initially being arrogant, he became extremely respectful, bowing and greeting Han Mu with "Hello, Teacher Han" every time he saw him. He even proactively showed Han Mu his cultivation notes, asking for his guidance on any shortcomings. After reviewing them, Han Mu pointed out several key issues, and Tie Niu suddenly understood, breaking through a bottleneck that had plagued him for years. From then on, he held Han Mu in the highest esteem.

Seeing Tie Niu's transformation, the other students abandoned their initial disdain and began to listen attentively in class. Han Mu's teaching method was unique; he didn't lecture on abstract theories, but instead explained the core principles in the simplest language, then reinforced them with extensive practical exercises. He frequently called on students randomly in class to demonstrate, then provided immediate feedback, pointing out strengths and weaknesses. Although this method caused the students much distress, its effectiveness was remarkable; in just a few months, everyone's practical skills had significantly improved.

That afternoon, Han Mu finished his last class. Standing on the podium, looking at the hundred shiny bald heads below, he suddenly felt a pang of reluctance. Although these students had initially given him a headache, after spending time with them, he had come to appreciate the endearing qualities in each of them.

"Today is our last class," Han Mu began, and the classroom immediately fell silent. "Two years and eleven months ago, when I first came here, many of you were unconvinced, thinking that I, an outsider, was not qualified to teach you. To be honest, I wasn't confident that I could teach you well back then."

Someone below laughed.

"But now I can proudly say that each of you is much stronger than you were two years ago," Han Mu continued. "Tie Niu, your punches are a third faster than before. Wang Mazi, your defensive formation can now withstand a full-force attack from a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Li Gou Dan, your movement technique can now teleport three times without interruption. These are all the results of your own hard work; I just pointed you in the right direction."

A round of enthusiastic applause filled the classroom. Tie Niu stood up and said loudly, "Teacher Han, thank you for your teaching over the past two years. We've all kept it in our hearts."

"Yes, thank you, Teacher Han," the others echoed.

Han Mu waved his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down: "Alright, enough with the sentimental talk. If you encounter any problems you can't solve in the future, you can come to the Cosmic Sea Creation Temple to find me. As long as I'm here, you're always welcome."

The students applauded, and some even had tears in their eyes.

After class, Han Mu returned to his residence and began packing to go home. Hongmeng Fairy had already packed the luggage, and Han Nian was helping to move things. The family of three worked for half a day, finally getting everything ready.

Before leaving, Han Mu went to say goodbye to Hongmeng Daozu. He went to the next street and sure enough, he saw Hongmeng Daozu sweeping the ground with a broom, his movements unhurried and leisurely.

"Father-in-law, I'm going back now," Han Mu said as he walked over.

Hongmeng Daozu stopped sweeping, straightened up, looked at Han Mu, and nodded: "Yes, you've worked hard these past two years."

"It's not hard work. But father-in-law, are you really not coming back with me?" Han Mu asked.

Hongmeng Daozu shook his head: "No, I'm used to living here, it's peaceful. You can come visit me when you have time."

Han Mu knew he couldn't persuade him, so he didn't insist. He bowed to the Hongmeng Dao Ancestor, then turned and left. After taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Father-in-law, take care."

Hongmeng Daozu waved his hand, said nothing, and continued sweeping the floor with his head down.

Han Mu, along with Fairy Hongmeng and Han Nian, left the higher dimension and returned to the Temple of Creation, which they had been away from for nearly three years.

As soon as Han Mu arrived at the entrance, he saw a group of people standing there waiting for him. Zhou Meng stood at the front, followed by Luo Feng and Han Li, and then dozens of core members of the guard team. Luo Feng was holding up a banner with the words "Welcome Home, Master" written on it in a crooked hand.

Han Mu looked at the banner and couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Your handwriting is so ugly."

"I was short on time and didn't have time to find someone to write it, so I drew it myself," Luo Feng chuckled, then threw the banner on the ground and rushed over to give Han Mu a big hug. "My lord, you're finally back! I missed you so much!"

Zhou Meng and Han Li also stepped forward. Although they weren't as exaggerated as Luo Feng, the joy in their eyes was undeniable. Zhou Meng patted Han Mu on the shoulder and said, "Master, you've lost weight."

"Being thinner is good; it makes you look more energetic," Han Mu said with a smile.

The family entered the Temple of Creation. Fairy Hongmeng was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, Han Nian went to chat with the crooked tree, and Han Mu sat on a recliner in the courtyard and let out a long sigh of relief.

It's still more comfortable at home.

Luo Feng brought over a jar of wine, poured a cup for Han Mu, and then poured one for himself. The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

"My lord, have you encountered anything interesting during your two years in the higher dimension?" Luo Feng asked.

"Nothing fun happened, but I was challenged once," Han Mu said with a smile.

"Who's so bold as to challenge you?" Luo Feng's eyes widened.

"A student named Tie Niu had his fist pinched between two fingers by my father-in-law, and he immediately submitted."

After hearing this, Luo Feng burst into laughter, slapping his thigh as he laughed: "Tie Niu, what a great name! He really is a simpleton."

As the two were talking, Han Li walked over, holding a letter in his hand, his expression somewhat strange: "My lord, the Supreme Council has sent another letter."

Han Mu took the letter, opened it, and saw only one sentence: Congratulations, Teacher Han, on successfully completing your teaching mission. All members of the Supreme Council express our sincere gratitude.

Han Mu finished reading the letter, smiled, and put it away. He picked up his wine glass, looked at the sunset on the horizon, and felt a deep sense of peace.