The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 210 - 174

"It’s nothing, the school’s a bit unsettled today, just be careful, I’m heading off now." Glancing at Lan Tian, Huanhuan slowly turned to head back, while Lan Tian knitted his brows, confusion flickering by. freёweɓnovel_com

Entering the school gates, Lan Tian who headed toward the classroom, noticed that the atmosphere in the school today was quite peculiar. The chattering classmates, upon seeing her, began to whisper softly, glancing over with curiosity, disdain, and contempt. When Lan Tian looked back at them, they pretended to laugh and chat.

The confusion was fleeting, and as she walked on seemingly casually, her Divine Sense spread out, blanketing the entire campus, where she could hear them talking about herself as the topic of conversation.

"Hey, did you see? That girl who just went by is Lan Tian from Room 302."

"Is that so? How do you know?"

"You are so out of the loop. Didn’t you see someone posted a portrait of her on the bulletin board before? I just looked and she’s exactly like the portrait."

"I don’t think she looks like that kind of person, could it be a mistake?"

"What mistake? It’s impossible. Everyone saw it at the school gates before, two men came to look for her, even driving a car. Think about it, she’s a girl who came from a rural area, her clothes, food, and drink, she doesn’t need to pay for those, where does she get all that money? There are other students from rural areas in our school, look at how they live, frugally, simply. Now look at her, everything she wears is branded, fashionable and expensive, even more city-like than us city folks."

The classmates fell silent, indeed it seemed to make sense.

"Didn’t you all notice? She doesn’t board at the school, where would a village girl stay if not in the dorms?"

"Maybe it’s just like the rumors say, she found a rich man on the outside, having such students in our school, it’s really shameful!"

"I think those capitalists are also to blame, not everyone can resist the temptation of a sugar-coated shell. Women who admire vanity are everywhere, let’s not talk anymore, here she comes."

Lan Tian glanced at her clothes, dressed as usual; a sky-blue mid-sleeve dress, white sandals on her feet, carrying a blue backpack, a very normal outfit.

Turning the corner, she heard different rumors.

"I saw the two people who came to pick her up last time were soldiers, calling her ’sister-in-law’, I guess she might have married a soldier."

"She got married so early, it’s quite something in our school!"

"Do you think she has children?"

"Hard to say, probably not, right? If she had children, how could she still come to school? Who would take care of the baby?"

"I guess the soldier she married is a high-ranking officer; otherwise, she wouldn’t have a car to pick her up."

"What? Are you jealous? After graduation, find a soldier to marry too!"

"I just saw her at the school gates, the dress she was wearing was very nice."

"She’s already married and still coming to school, it feels kind of awkward!"

"What’s wrong with getting married? I heard from my mom that back in the day when the educated youth went to the countryside, many were afraid of hardship, so they married locals and had kids. When the college entrance exam was restored, didn’t they still go to school? No one in their families complained. What’s so uncomfortable for you?"

"That’s true!"

Approaching the classroom door, the version of gossip had changed again, saying she’d been messing around behind her soldier husband’s back. Lan Tian frowned with raised eyebrows. This morning, Huanhuan told her to be careful, was this what she was talking about?

Lan Tian never imagined she’d become so famous one day, being the talk of the entire campus. Even her classmates were all abuzz with discussion. As Lan Tian entered, the classroom went silent, all eyes on her.

Lan Tian swept a glance over her classmates and strode towards her desk, their gazes following her every move. She was cool and aloof, her steps graceful, emanating a poised and confident air, like a queen walking through her kingdom, haughty and regal.

Lan Tian didn’t care about the campus rumors. She was busy catching up on her studying, preparing for the college entrance exams, and planning for her Foundation Establishment. She had to refine a new Array and choose a place with abundant Spiritual Energy and high safety for the cultivation—after much consideration, only two places fit the criteria: Taohua Valley and Wuhua Mountain.

Lan Tian ruled out Taohua Valley, as it was too close to Mo Village. Any disturbance in the mountains and the nearby villages would know about it. If a Heavenly Tribulation struck and blasted half a mountain away, it would create such a commotion that the villagers would be terrified, thinking some demon had incurred the wrath of the heavens.

After days of careful thought, Lan Tian decided on Wuhua Mountain for her Foundation Establishment. Wuhua Mountain, deep within the Wula Mountain Range, could withstand a lightning tribulation. At most, it would blow up the mountaintop without alerting people outside.

In her past life, that’s where she had achieved her Foundation Establishment. The mountain was high and steep, with no handholds for climbing, making it inaccessible to most, and ferocious beasts guarded the foot of the mountain, ensuring a high level of safety. Plus, with its abundant Spiritual Energy, it was perfect for her cultivation.

After the exams, she would head to Wuhua Mountain to establish her Foundation. With just over a month left, she hoped to fully comprehend the Second Level of the Cleansing Heart Technique. Her cultivation seemed to have slowed down over the years; the higher her Cultivation, the more difficult it was.

While Lan Tian was planning for after the exams, a shadow loomed over her. She looked up to see the class teacher standing in front of her with a blank expression, and behind him was Mr. Zhang, who seemed eager for chaos.

This Mr. Zhang had been doggedly trying to poach her for his science class ever since she entered Jingli First Middle School, with various ridiculous reasons, even getting caught by the class teacher several times.

"Science class has lots of boys; if you join, you’ll be like a Princess, second to none." Princess, I’m more of a queen. And his phrase ’second to none’ is a bit inappropriate here.

"With my handsome and dashing looks, my graceful demeanor, tall and elegant like a pine tree in the wind, haven’t you been tempted to switch to my science class? Oh, don’t worry, this kind of ambiguous feeling between young boys and girls, I’ve been through it too, don’t be shy, come on, I’m opening my arms wide, young lady, come to me boldly!"

Nutter!

Is this something a teacher should say? It could easily be misunderstood! Luckily he only stayed at Jingli First Middle School for a year before leaving. Lan Tian almost couldn’t help wanting to punch him.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang had also come, Lan Tian felt her scalp tingle. Why had this lunatic come back?

"Yo, Lan Tian, I’m back," Mr. Zhang waved from the back. Lan Tian’s eye twitched as she turned her head to look at the class teacher.

"Come with me to the office," the class teacher said, casting a glance at Mr. Zhang before walking away.

This man shamelessly poached his students not once or twice - he had been caught several times in the act, yet he always greeted him with a cheeky smile as if nothing happened, even chasing after him, urging him to willingly transfer students to science. A lunatic indeed—if it weren’t for the fact that he couldn’t beat Mr. Zhang, he would have already greeted him with his fists. It was like being haunted by a pest; he was relieved for a few sleepless nights, not having to worry about him stealing students anymore.

Who would have thought that this pest would return, and now with this new issue, the class teacher was also troubled, sympathetically looking at Lan Tian.

The class teacher could imagine the miserable days ahead—for his poor students and himself—as they continued to endure Mr. Zhang’s torment in their daily sorrow-filled lives.

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