In the history of Earth, the fight between imperial power and theocratic power had never stopped.
Bluntly speaking, wasnât it simply a conflict of interest?
In the Nine Provinces, faith in gods was declining. Thus, the authority of teachers was the greatest to the extent where they could suppress imperial power.
Because of the existence of spirit qi, the citizens of the Nine Provinces could cultivate. The strong experts were all nurtured by great teachers into talents.
Regardless of the fact whether ordinary people were willing to admit it or not, this world lay in the hands of those with power.
And the power of these people came from great teachers.
Great teachers were widely learned. They could join the empire and become high officials, teaching the ordinary folks how to increase their harvest and make good use of their land. Even if there were useless people among great teachers who only knew how to read and write, they could still become small magistrates or rich shop owners.
The existence of the Saint Gate was to establish the concept of âTeacher for a Day, Father for Lifeâ. They wanted great teachers to become existences akin to the golden rule where no one could defy.
Hence, the authority of teachers was like a huge invisible web that enveloped the Nine Provinces, stretching out its tentacles toward all corners of the various countries in the Nine Provinces.
When Sun Mo first came to this world, he didnât understand why the status of a teacher would be so high.
But as he interacted more and became immersed in this world, he gradually understood.
The great teachers of the Nine Provinces had knowledge and power as their foundation.
They were in control of all knowledge.
If ordinary people wished to live a better life, they could only seek to learn a skill from a great teacher. And if they did so, they would already be inside the âsystemâ.
Also, with the existence of the Darkness Continent, everyone needed great teachers, who had the ability to analyze this unknown knowledge. If not, even if one excavated an ancient divine skill from that place, no one could understand the text on it.
Secondly, it was martial strength!
Maybe great teachers werenât the most capable in fighting, but the ones most capable in fighting were nurtured and taught by them.
No matter how impressive a genius was, it was impossible for them to be born with all the knowledge they needed.
And what was the responsibility of a teacher?
It was to allow their students not to continue making mistakes people of the past did. Teachers would allow students to proceed rapidly on the correct path until they reached success.
It was like those top-tier coaches of the soccer world who received so many championships until their hands turned soft. Some of them werenât even professional soccer players. Or maybe, when they were players, they were completely unknown.
An example was Mourinho and Guardiola!
This way of doing things, after several thousand years of operation and development, had now become a very mature system. Besides, the Saint Gate was now an extremely vast entity.
To put it unpleasantly, those emperors were all nurtured and taught by great teachers. It was just that after they sat on the throne, their benefits and advantages might clash with the power of great teachers.
However, it was impossible for emperors to abolish the power of great teachers. If they wished to govern their countries well, they had to use scholars. And the knowledge of scholars was all learned from great teachers.
Hence, in the Nine Provinces, Saints were like the heavens.
And secondary saints were only one step away from reaching the highest realm!
So it wasnât without reason that Zhou Xingtong was arrogant and egotistical. Because he was from the second generation of a clan of a secondary saint.
âTeacher Zhou, you have misunderstood me. I didnât say that I will treat your grandsonâs illness!â
After Sun Mo finished speaking, the old butler immediately jumped up and started barking like a mad dog.
âWhat do you mean? Are you making fun of my master?â
Zhou Xingtongâs expression sank. If Sun Mo was teasing him, he would let Sun Mo understand how terrifying the consequences of offending their clan were.
âI just have a suggestion!â
Sun Mo calmly smiled.
âSay it!â
Zhou Xingtong couldnât even be bothered to use the words âplease sayâ anymore. All politeness was completely gone.
âAlthough I have yet to inspect your grandsonâs body, Iâm willing to try it and do my utmost to treat him. But if Iâm successful, I hope you can pass on my message to Secondary Saint Zhou and get him to apologize to my disciple. I want him to admit that his judgment was wrong and make an apology for the wound he had caused her.â
Sun Moâs voice was very calm, like he was discussing where to have lunch with a friend.
But when his words entered the ears of the spectators, everyone felt like a clap of thunder had just blasted in their minds. They were all dumbstruck.
(What did Sun Mo say? Make a secondary saint apologize? Is he suffering from brain damage?)
Because the content of these words was too shocking, for a time, the entire top level of the Swallow Phoenix Inn was completely silent as though everyone had died.
It was still the old butler who reacted the quickest. He wanted nothing more than for Sun Mo to die. At this moment, Sun Mo was actually courting death himself? The joy in his heart bubbled out and he wanted to call all his mistresses over and celebrate with them tonight. However, his face still maintained grief and indignation like that of a loyal subject hearing their emperor had been insulted.
âImpudent!â
âAudacious!â
âAbsurd!â
The voice of the old butler grew increasingly higher, even his voice was a little cracked. âWho the hell do you think you are? You dare to ask my clanâs saint to apologize to a little girl? Are you not afraid that the heavens will reduce your longevity for your impudence?â
Tong Xugao was dumbstruck. He had been a great teacher for close to 200 years, and this was the first time he heard words like this. He then shivered and a hint of nervousness appeared in his heart.
(Getting a saint to apologize? How can such words be uttered?)
In fact, in the eyes of normal people, all great teachers were like the heavens. They might occasionally make a mistake but to get them to apologize? No one would dare to have such thoughts. No one ought to have such thoughts.
This was simply a case of high treason, going against the heavenly laws of morality and filial love!
Zhou Xingtong was already so angry that he couldnât say anything. His body was trembling as he pointed at Sun Mo. He wanted nothing more than to use his teeth to tear Sun Mo into pieces.
This was profaning his father. This was staining and provoking the Zhou Clanâs glory.
(Sun Mo deserves death!)
The students were also stunned. This was especially so for the barbarians, Helian Beifang and Xianyu Wei.
Although their targets of love and hatred were clear and they disliked the Zhou Clanâs people, but for something like making Secondary Saint Zhou apologize? They basically had never dared to even think about it.
Tâ¦this was courting disaster!
After being shocked, an intense feeling of worship and admiration filled Li Ziqiâs heart. There was also an indescribable emotion.
(Teacher actually wants a secondary saint to apologize for my sake?)
(This would surely offend Secondary Saint Zhou.)
(He must not do this!)
âTeacher!â
Li Ziqi rushed out and stood beside Sun Mo. She then directly bowed to Zhou Xingtong and respectfully explained, âTeacher Zhou, please forgive my teacher. He drank too much earlier.â
âCan such words be uttered even if he drank too much?â
The old butlerâs manner was extremely overbearing now.
âTeacher, hurry upâ¦and explain. It isnât worth it to do this for me.â
Li Ziqi secretly tugged on Sun Moâs sleeves and wanted to make him apologize for his words. But after thinking of her teacherâs character, this was definitely impossible. Hence, she changed the word âapologyâ to âexplainâ.
âEveryone. Ziqi broke the 1-star great teacher examination record and became the youngest great teacher in history at 15 years old. Is such a student outstanding?â
Sun Mo counter-asked.
Everyone fell silent. This was naturally considered outstanding even among geniuses.
If she was their kid, even the poorest parents would do their best to buy a whole pig to celebrate.
âSince Ziqi is outstanding, doesnât it mean that Secondary Saint Zhouâs previous judgment was wrong? Humans should apologize for their mistakes. Is there anything wrong about this?â
Sun Mo asked again.
Everyone was still silent.
Apologizing wasnât a problem. The problem was that the person was a secondary saint!
âSun Mo, do you know that from ancient times until now, some emperors have apologized and blamed themselves for problems like earthquakes, floods, destruction of crops by pest insects and famine, but saints have never done so before?â
Zhou Xingtong glared at Sun Mo. âIt was because every sentence from a saint is something of great wisdom and logic!â
âI agreed with your words that saints have no need to apologize. However, your father isnât one. If not, why would he be called Secondary Saint Zhou?â
When Sun Mo spoke until the end, he even intentionally emphasized the word âsecondaryâ.
âAwesome!â
Tantai Yutang was dumbfounded. He had always felt that their teacherâs thoughts and conduct were inharmonious with many people, and he would occasionally sprout shocking words. However, he didnât expect that Sun Mo would be so different from everyone else.
âTeacher is so tyrannical!â
Bright light flashed in Qin Yaoguangâs eyes.
She didnât suffer a disadvantage in taking on this person as her personal teacher.
âTâ¦teacher Sun, letâs speak less, alright?â
Tong Xugao bitterly smiled.
âBrat, say that one more time if you have the guts?â
Before Zhou Xingtong, a storm of spirit qi was already brewing.
âThe myriad of living things in this world all will have a âfirst-timeâ, why donât we get Secondary Saint Zhou to be the first person to apologize as a saint?â
Sun Mo suggested. âWhen people in the future compile the history books, they will surely give a positive evaluation and say that Secondary Saint Zhou is someone who has the courage to face up to his mistakes.â
Did Sun Mo panic?
Actually not too much. He also knew what he was doing now was crazy. But honestly speaking, he wasnât someone from the Nine Provinces. Hence, his reverence toward the title âsecondary saintsâ wasnât too deep.
It was like people from the modern era. If they scolded their country leaders online or even made a few disparaging remarks, they might be captured by the police and fined a fee of a few thousand bucks.
But it was alright to scold Trump or Kim Jong-un. Nothing would happen.
Right now, Sun Mo had the same mentality.
If he was someone born in the Nine Provinces, he definitely wouldnât dare to say this.
âStop talking nonsense, wouldnât his reputation stink for 10,000 years if that was really the case?â
After the old butler finished speaking, he harshly slapped himself. âSorry, sorry, I unintentionally offended Old Master Saint with my words!â
âThis old manâs heart is so hateful. He even wants to lay traps with his words!â
Jiang Leng was very angry.
âFind a chance to finish him off!â
Tantai Yutang suggested.
Boom!
Zhou Xingtong attacked, but before his palm could come in contact with Sun Mo, it was blocked by Tong Xugao.
âTeacher Tong, do you really want to become enemies with my Zhou Clan?â
Zhou Xingtong roared.
Tong Xugao bitterly smiled. After that, he glanced at Sun Mo and shook his head helplessly after some hesitation. âTeacher Zhou, for this matter, your clan is at fault.â
âYouâ¦â
Zhou Xingtong was shocked.
What charisma did this Sun Mo have exactly? He actually could cause a 7-star great teacher to offend a secondary saint for him?
Zhou Xingtongâs gaze subconsciously landed on the small notebook in Tong Xugaoâs hand.
(Did this Sun Mo use knowledge to convince him?)
âYou want to hit someone because you cannot gain a verbal advantage?â
Sun Mo sneered.
âLet us leave!â
Zhou Xingtong no longer wanted to waste words. In any case, this matter was not yet over.
The old butler didnât leave immediately. Rather, he walked toward Sun Mo and mocked in a low voice. âSun Mo, you are dead for sure. Donât worry, I will go to your tomb every year during Tomb Sweeping to eat a good meal and pee on your grave!â
âYouâ¦â
When Li Ziqi heard this, her countenance turned deathly pale. She looked like she wanted to kill someone right now.
Sun Mo held the little sunny egg and looked at the swollen pig head of the old butler as he laughed. âIt is a pity you wonât have the chance to do so. Because right now, you are going to die.â
âIâm going to die? Haha, how? Do you dare to beat me to death?â
The old butler mocked.
Sun Mo ignored this old dog. Instead, he glanced at Zhou Xingtong and reminded him out of good will. âItâs time to seriously cleanse the dregs of the Zhou Clan.â
Zhou Xingtong ignored him completely.
Sun Moâs lips twitched. It seemed that he could only use his ultimate move.
âZhou Xingtong, recently your body hasnât been feeling well, right?â
As Sun Moâs words rang out, Zhou Xingtongâs body violently trembled.
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