Douluo Continent Chat Group: Building My Academy

Douluo World.

Iron ginseng, red sand leaves, jade-skin flowers...

In the steamy bathhouse, Qin Mingqin counted the medicinal herbs that had been delivered, his admiration growing ever stronger.

These are all medicinal herbs that the teacher has collected over a long period of time. So they were originally intended for the students? That's wonderful! With these herbs, they will definitely grow into extraordinary Soul Masters.

Qin Ming thought to himself, if he could rise from a commoner to his current Soul Master level under the guidance of his teachers, then these children could certainly do the same.

Even though they are still somewhat immature, their motivation is at most driven by their parents' urging and their own small hopes for the future.

It is precisely this accumulation of small gains that will allow them to truly go far in the future.

Thinking this, Qin Ming's smile widened. He selected the medicinal herbs for the day, put them into the pool, and then prepared to call the children over.

Strive to grow in this academy.

……

"You old miser, what's wrong with you after not seeing you for seven or eight days...?"

In the principal's office, Zhao Wuji looked at Flander, whose aura was even more unpredictable, and couldn't help but frown. Just how much has this guy improved?

"Didn't I say? It was just a short period of seclusion, and now that I'm out, I'll naturally have gained even more."

Frande said lightly, "I have already consumed the Primordial Immortal Herb, and with the addition of the Royal Griffin's Soul Bone, although the bone is small, it is very suitable for me."

Flander's soul power is now almost double that of other prodigies in similar situations, and he has also acquired a very good soul skill.

The wind swirled around Flander more naturally and lightly, making him appear at first glance like an ordinary person.

But Zhao Wuji knew the old man's abilities well, so it could only be a disguise.

The thought that Flander's disguise was so convincing that even his longtime friend couldn't see through it filled Zhao Wuji with mixed feelings, but also a sense of relief.

"Alright, I've never seen such a big, burly guy like you sighing like this before. Where's your teaching log? Let me see it, and see if you've actually taught those kids well these past few days."

Flanders reached out his hand to ask for it. These days, being a mere brute is no longer enough; one must be both literate and skilled in martial arts to stand on one's own.

Although Flander plans to hand over the position of Dean of Students to Qin Ming in the future, Old Zhao, as the most talented among the old brothers, should at least be a vice dean. In that case, cultural refinement must be added.

"Haha, you old miser, don't think I can't hand over something. Look what this is!"

Zhao Wuji, who had been feeling sentimental, immediately straightened up upon hearing Flander's request, pulled out a stack of reports, and handed them over with a smug look on his face.

Flanders was somewhat skeptical, but he reached out and took the book, reading it quickly. After a moment, he understood.

"Qin Ming must have helped you, right? Otherwise, how could you possibly write such characters?" Flander made no attempt to hide his disdain.

"Damn it!" Zhao Wuji roared. "What are you saying? Isn't Qin Ming my student too? The fact that he can help me learn is part of my ability!"

"Yes, yes."

Flander shook his head and didn't argue. Indeed, at worst, he could just find a secretary for Old Zhao.

After carefully reading through the reports, Flanders nodded slightly.

As expected, after about a week, none of the children had learned a single move. Flander didn't care, after all, their talent was undeniable.

To Flander's satisfaction, even though Zhao Wuji had been rigorously training the children according to the Six Styles' training requirements these past few days, they hadn't slacked off.

Since talent can't keep up, then we can't lack effort; perseverance is not just empty talk.

"Although these kids are all managing to pull through, their progress is too slow. You old miser, should we send the rest of you out to look for more schools? This school is quite big."

After Flander put down the report, Zhao Wuji tentatively spoke.

Teaching these children felt completely different from teaching Qin Ming, which made Zhao Wuji a little tired. Now he just wanted to have a few geniuses teach him.

"Don't worry, I've already made the arrangements."

Flander glanced at Zhao Wuji and knew what he was thinking.

"When the school opened, I wrote letters to the old friends we met during our adventures. If they see them and believe in us and our children, they will send them over."

"Besides, don't I know you? You were probably already looking for me when you asked me, weren't you?"

"Haha, let's try our luck, let's try our luck."

Zhao Wuji grinned and scratched the back of his head.

Are they high-achieving students?

Flander closed his eyes and quickly thought of the children in his mind.

If it were them...

"Old Zhao."

"Um?"

"After I finish teaching the children tomorrow, I'll probably go out for a while and bring back a few promising talents."

"real!?"

"But you must not neglect the training of those children."

"Yes, yes, I'm not the Immovable King I used to be anymore."

……

In the Douluo Continent, there are sects known as the Upper Three Sects because of their powerful martial souls passed down through generations: the Clear Sky Hammer, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

In this world, apart from the three upper sects, there are many other equally powerful martial spirits, but they have not been passed down or have been passed down through a single generation.

After extensive discussions, people in the Soul World vaguely created the concept of the Lower Three Sects, or the Earthly Three Sects, based on the concept of the Upper Three Sects.

The Seven Kill Sword, boasting the strongest attack power and comparable to the Haotian Hammer in destructive force;

The Nine-Heart Begonia, with its strongest supporting power comparable to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, is known as the immortal one.

Comparable to the strongest beast spirit, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, the Phoenix is ​​known as the king of birds.

The martial spirits of these three earth sects are almost as strong as those of the three upper sects, but because they are passed down from generation to generation, their bloodline inheritance is unstable, and therefore they do not form a powerful force.

When Flander led Zhao Wuji and others on their adventures in the Soul World, they encountered the successor of the Phoenix Martial Soul, and the two sides established a good relationship.

Flanders once joked that if he were to establish an academy in the future, the Phoenix Descendant would gladly agree to entrust his child to it.

To this day, the connection still exists, though it has been intermittent.

If Flander remembers correctly, that guy's offspring should be five years old now, and in another year they will be about to awaken.

……

In an unknown small village, a spirit beast carrier pigeon slowly flew over and landed at the window of a house.

A middle-aged man with a slightly unkempt beard and an unremarkable appearance seemed to hear the noise. He quickly approached, and after confirming that no one was around, he took the letter.

The middle-aged man called the carrier pigeon in, fed it some food, and then unfolded the letter to read it.

"Skywalker Academy? Flander, you finally achieved your dream? That's great, but unfortunately I can't go celebrate with you right now."

"If one day in the future, maybe, no, let's wait and see if that's possible."

"Uncle, I'm hungry!"

Suddenly, a chubby little boy with a round head ran over and hugged the middle-aged man, rubbing his belly and acting coquettishly.

"..."

"We just ate, Hongjun, how come you're hungry again...?"

"But I'm just hungry!"

Perhaps we should go and take a look before making a decision?