Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 37: Rumors on Campus, an Excited Homeroom Teacher, Is Lin Ping’an Really a Civilization Master?

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Rumors on Campus, an Excited Homeroom Teacher, Is Lin Ping’an Really a Civilization Master?

But comparatively speaking, recruiting such cherished and rare civilized master prodigies is several times crazier than recruiting martial arts prodigies.

Under the same conditions, the offered terms and benefits would also be many times higher.

At once, several academies that successfully verified the news truthfulness immediately sent representatives to Celestial Yang City, a small town, to try to recruit Lin Ping’an.

To capture this newly emerged civilized master prodigy in one swoop.

...

On the other side.

Inside the classroom of Class 3 at First Middle School in Celestial Yang City.

"Ring ring ring..."

As the class bell rang, Lin Ping’an stood up and left, heading to Teacher Li’s office.

Once his figure disappeared, the classroom gradually became noisy.

The classmates started chatting, exchanging opinions and discussions.

The central topic of conversation was naturally self-evident.

"What a pity! The teacher called Lin Ping’an away! He just escaped a disaster."

"Haha! All talk, why not challenge him directly just now?"

"Wait till he comes back, and see if I dare not?"

"Does anyone know why Lin Ping’an was called away!"

"..."

Upon this question, a student who had just handed in a form timidly spoke up.

"Well... about this... I seem to know the reason!"

Other students, upon hearing this, immediately started to press for answers.

"Why! Hurry up and tell us!"

"Yes, yes! Quick, quick! Don’t keep us in suspense."

"Can you hurry up and tell us? Speak only half, there’s a penalty for idle chatter."

"..."

After a brief hesitation, the student gritted their teeth, recounting what they saw earlier.

"I think Teacher Li called Lin Ping’an away, possibly because he wrote he’s a One Star Civilization Master on the form."

As soon as the words were spoken.

The class first fell silent for an instant.

Immediately afterwards.

The next moment.

The scene exploded.

The chaos and mocking laughter immediately engulfed the entire classroom.

"Hahaha... What? What did you say? Lin Ping’an? Civilization Master? Claiming to be a Civilization Master? That’s hilarious!"

"I guess he can’t accept his Qi Blood Value being at the bottom again, directly catching hysteria. Him? A Civilization Master? How is that possible?"

"Laughable... truly laughable! How can there be such a clown in the world pretending to be a Civilization Master? Just being good at studying isn’t enough!"

"When is Lin Ping’an coming back? I’m in urgent need to wake him up!"

"Civilization Master? Him?"

"..."

These classmates, who had significantly enhanced their Qi Blood by practicing Painful Demon Body for over ten days.

Though they still haven’t overcome their psychological barriers, not daring to be impudent in front of Lin Ping’an.

But when far away, they still had the courage to speak ill behind his back.

At this moment, the noisy environment here also attracted quite a number of students from other classes to come gossip.

Some familiar students candidly walked in and straightforwardly inquired.

Thus it happened that those mischief-makers learned the origin of the incident and began to spread mocking remarks.

In a short period, what was said by one spread to ten and then to a hundred.

Soon, all the students from other classes in the same grade knew about this event.

In Class 1.

Upon hearing this news, class monitor Zhao Huishu furrowed her delicate brows, constantly contemplating.

In her perspective, culturally top-ranked Lin Ping’an would not be so unwise.

Could it be... the person really became a One Star Civilization Master?

But it was too absurd, and she couldn’t accept it at the moment.

In Class 2, upon hearing this news, Liu Ze sneered with disdain.

"Humph! Lin Ping’an! I used to regard you as a worthy rival."

"But now it seems, I highly overestimated you!"

"Low aptitude is low aptitude, trash will always be trash."

"Just such a small setback, couldn’t take it, absolutely unworthy of being my opponent."

Meanwhile.

In the homeroom office on the fourth floor.

Upon seeing Lin Ping’an walk in, Teacher Li deliberated his words, considering how to express his meaning tactfully without hurting feelings.

In an instant.

A certificate appeared before them.

A red booklet embossed with several gold letters.

[One Star Civilization Master]

Seeing this, Teacher Li Xue was dumbfounded, and the words got stuck in her throat, incoherent as she spoke.

"This... this... this... is... what is this? A certificate? Civilization Master certification? Real or fake?"

Raising her head, clear soft light entered her eyes, the gold-starred crown was within reach.

Upon witnessing this scene, Teacher Li Xue’s mind went blank for a moment, her face showing excitement, trembling not knowing what to say.

On the other side, Lin Ping’an reconnected to the Celestial Dao Network, and canceled the outward effect.

One second later, the office returned to calm.

At this moment, he stood with a calm face.

He didn’t say anything, but seemed to convey everything clearly.

After a long time, Teacher Li Xue calmed her excited heart and handed the certificate back.

"Good! Keep it up! You are my most outstanding student! Also, you’ve successfully proven yourself!"

"By the way, what’s the name of the cultivation technique you created?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ping’an replied calmly.

"Yellow Level Concealing Breath Technique, its function is to conceal Lower Third Grades’ Qi Blood fluctuations."

Teacher Li Xue nodded, filled with anticipation, continued to wait.

Three seconds... five seconds... ten seconds...

The office was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

After a few more seconds.

"And then?"

"That’s all!"

At this moment, Teacher Li Xue’s expression stiffened, falling silent.

After brewing her thoughts for a dozen seconds, she flatly opened her mouth to praise.

"Uh... it’s fine, the first book, having some issues is normal, keep working hard in the future."

"Alright! I don’t have anything else now! Go back first! Prepare well, there’s not much time until the college entrance examination, think carefully about which academy to attend."

To this, Lin Ping’an said nothing, just nodded, gathered his documents, and left silently.

"Bang~"

The office door closed again, leaving only Li Xue inside.

At that moment, she waved her small fists excitedly.

"Ha ha ha... Great! I actually taught a Civilization Master!"

"But isn’t this cultivation technique a bit too impractical?"

"Seems like it doesn’t really have a use!"

"Nonetheless, as a teacher, I still have to support it."

In a self-dialogue, thoughts moved, connected to the Celestial Dao Network, searched for Concealing Breath Technique.

Then, without hesitation, she purchased and began to study it.

In hardly a moment, she roughly mastered it.

After all, with a difficulty of only 2 Stars, for a Second Grade Peak martial artist like her, she didn’t need much time to learn it.

After exiting the Celestial Dao Network, Teacher Li Xue practiced the technique in the office.

"It’s quite simple, it indeed can conceal Qi Blood fluctuations, and can adjust outward Qi Blood value."

"However, it only marked as effective for Lower Third Grades, and Fourth Grade and above can easily see through it."

"This limitation is too vast, making this cultivation technique extremely impractical but regrettable to abandon."

"And, selling it for only 1 Merit Point, is it too low?"

"..."

On the other side, after Lin Ping’an returned to the classroom, he went back to his seat.

During the period, the classmates gave him odd looks, some were mocking, some were ridiculing, and some were contemptuous.

To this, he only slightly frowned and no longer paid attention.

As someone nearing Second Grade Peak, with strength comparable to Fourth Grade, for Lin Ping’an, mingling among these students yet to Entering Grade, he was conspicuous as a crane among chickens.

Such trivial glances couldn’t move him, ignored.