Absolute Great Teacher
chapter-1245-30041322

Translator: Lordbluefire

This old man was called Yang Shizhan, and he was a secondary saint.

His family’s inherited ultimate art—the Heavenly Origin Divine Body—was known as one of the strongest physical techniques in the Nine Provinces. It was said that when cultivated to the extreme, one could shatter stars with a punch and split the sun and moon with their feet.

200 years ago, countless young heroes had broken through the Yang Family’s threshold, wanting to become his disciple.

After Yang Shizhan became a secondary saint, he wasn’t like other secondary saints who accepted a large number of disciples and worked hard to expand their influence. He continued to stick to his principles when taking in disciples, choosing quality over quantity.

His education philosophy was that strict teachers produced outstanding students, and filial children were taught by the rod. Therefore, he beat and scolded his students at every turn, displaying the dignity of a teacher.

The reason why Yan Shizhan’s disciples acknowledged him as their teacher was so that they could learn top-notch divine art. However, they were made to practice fundamentals every day. In addition to the strict teachings, they were dissatisfied.

The final trigger that set off this nightmare was a youth that Yang Shizhan had newly taken in as his student.

Yang Shizhan taught him the Heavenly Origin Divine Body, and his other personal disciples felt that they had been deceived and that all of their teacher’s excuses were just perfunctory. He had never thought of teaching them the divine art.

Hence, when Yang Shizhan went out to teach, they slaughtered his entire family, as well as raped and killed his youngest daughter. They also murdered that junior martial brother, burning his corpse and obliterating all traces.

When Yang Shizhan found out about this, he flew into a rage and stormed into the homes of these personal disciples. He also slaughtered their entire family and didn’t even spare their distant relatives.

“It’s understandable!”

Sun Mo sighed. The people of the Nine Provinces emphasized taking revenge when there was a feud. His family had been killed. It would be strange if Yang Shizhan hadn’t gone crazy.

The fault was on those personal disciples of his.

“After doing all of this, Yang Shizhan regretted it. He knew that he had made a grave mistake. He did not accept the Dawn Sovereign’s invitation to join the Dark Dawn but took the initiative to confess to his crime and came to the Prison of Desolation.”

Hu Xingjiang sighed. “In order to atone for his crimes, he blinded his eyes, cut off his ears, and even tore up his mouth.”

“That’s really brutal.”

Sun Mo felt his scalp tingle when he heard that.

“That wasn’t all. He also took the initiative to become an experimental subject. He tested drugs for the Saint Gate, as well as had new spiritual control techniques and puppetry tested on him. In short, many dangerous experiments of various subjects had been tested on him.”

Secondary saints had a strong body and will, and they were also very knowledgeable. As an experimental subject, he could give better feedback.

“He’s a good person. He just did something wrong and his life was ruined.”

Sun Mo was impressed. Actually, Yang Shizhan could have joined the Dark Dawn, but the justice in his heart did not allow him to do so.

“Later on, people found out that the youngest disciple was actually Yang Shizhan’s illegitimate child. The reason he taught him the Heavenly Origin Divine Body was firstly out of atonement, in which he wanted to give him the best things he had. Secondly, it was because the illegitimate child wasn’t in good health, and he wanted to let his body become healthy through letting him cultivate the divine art.”

Hu Xingjiang punched the wall. “Of course, those personal disciples of his were also ungrateful.”

“Teacher Hu, don’t be angry!”

Sun Mo consoled him.

He had heard that in the past, opera singers and crosstalk actors would be forced to take poison by their masters to become mutes if the disciples left their masters.

“After Yang Shizhan’s tragedy broke out, there was also a benefit to it. Great teachers started to reflect on their actions and teach their students their great skills, teaching when it’s time to do so.”

Hu Xingjiang could not stand the tradition in which great teachers hid their craft from their disciples. Disciples had to prove their loyalty and display their unparalleled talent before they could learn their teacher’s signature ultimate techniques. It was as if not, the ultimate techniques would be like a bright pearl that was covered in dust.

The truth was that other than a few great teachers who had gloomy hearts and treated their disciples as chess pieces, most of them treated their disciples as half their children.

If they were taught too late, it would affect their growth.

“Teacher Sun, I really admire you in this regard!”

Hu Xingjiang praised.

He had seen Sun Mo’s information, so he knew that this person had taught his students everything and casually imparted them divine-tier cultivation arts.

“Teacher Hu is too kind!”

Sun Mo kept saying that he didn’t deserve the praise. He then asked, “The reason you’ve brought me here is because you want me to treat him, right?”

“The reason I was able to advance to become a secondary saint was all because of Teacher Yang’s guidance. Therefore, I wish to repay him!”

Hu Xingjiang looked at Sun Mo and said sincerely, “As long as you can treat him, I’m willing to pay any price.”

“Teacher Hu, I think you can tell that he has been seeking death for a long time. His strong physique is the only reason he isn’t dead yet. He’s waiting for his next chance to be an experimental subject to atone for his sins.”

To put it bluntly, Yang Shizhan no longer cared about his body.

“That will depend on Teacher Sun’s capabilities!”

Hu Xingjiang had tried many times, but he was unable to call back Yang Shizhan’s spirit.

“Alright then!”

If it was a bad person, Sun Mo would definitely not care about this matter. However, although this person had killed people, he had served as an experimental subject for 200 years and had ended up in such a miserable state. He had atoned for his sins.

Hu Xingjiang left, leaving Sun Mo alone.

To be honest, staying in a dark prison with a human swine was very scary. Sun Mo could only endure it and give him a checkup first.

The problem was huge, especially the broken limbs. It couldn’t be treated with just the ancient massaging technique alone.

Of course, the most important thing now was Yang Shizhan’s mental trauma.

“Secondary Saint Yang, I’m Sun Mo!”

Sun Mo sat opposite him and started talking about his experience.

“I wasn’t even an intern teacher back then, but Ziqi and Zhiruo were willing to be my students…”

Sun Mo focused on the interactions between teacher and students, as well as his obedient and smart disciples.

Sure enough, Yang Shizhan seemed to be unable to withstand the stimulation of this warm scene and started to sway slightly. He wanted to turn around and turn his back to Sun Mo.

Unfortunately, without limbs, he couldn’t do it.

“My disciples are very capable!”

Sun Mo started showing off his students.

Three hours later, Sun Mo stood up.

“I won’t think that you’re a good person just because of Hu Xingjiang’s words. I’ll judge with my own eyes.”

Sun Mo had checked Yang Shizhan’s data with the Divine Insight. He had indeed served as an experimental subject willingly.

“You may think that you’re atoning for your sins, but I think that you’re using this self-harm method to run away from the family members who died because of you, from the people you killed, and even your personal disciples.”

Sun Mo pried open Yang Shizhan’s scar. “You’re a secondary saint. Your greatest value is your great knowledge and learning. You should work hard to nurture more talents so that more people in the Nine Provinces could work hard to lead better lives. This is what you call atoning for your sins.”

Yang Shizhan was indifferent.

“I have a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art called the Undying Mystic Art. It’s said that when one cultivates it to the great circle level, they can live forever and ascend to immortality.”

Sun Mo walked up to Yang Shizhan. “I don’t know if it can be done, but I know that this technique can regenerate broken limbs and reconstruct the body. Now, I’ll teach it to you!”

Sun Mo recalled the key points of this cultivation art in his mind. At the same time, a white glow lit up on his right hand, and he then threw a punch at Yang Shizhan.

Soul Imprint!

Boom!

A huge amount of information flowed into Yang Shizhan’s body immediately.

“I’m leaving. Think carefully about what I said!”

Sun Mo left.

Yang Shizhan’s body started trembling violently. He was a secondary saint and naturally could distinguish the authenticity of this cultivation art.

But why did Sun Mo teach it to him?

What was he after?

…

Sun Mo continued to treat prisoners with the ancient massaging technique, then he’d duel them.

Three days later, Sun Mo returned to this place again.

Yang Shizhan did not move at all. There were no signs of him having cultivated at all.

“Why are you rejecting my kind intentions?”

Sun Mo was puzzled. “Don’t worry, I’m not after anything from you. I just don’t want to see a secondary saint’s demise, wasting his knowledge and talents!”

After saying these, Sun Mo started talking about the daily affairs of his students as well as his expectations for them.

“I want to see them succeed in life!”

Sun Mo left. Then came again!

One time.

Two times.

Three times!

…

Three months had passed, but Yang Shizhan was still lying motionlessly on the cold bed like a dead fish. However, this time, he took the initiative to speak.

“Don’t come anymore. I’m not fit to be a teacher!”

Although his mouth and tongue were destroyed, Yang Shizhan was a secondary saint after all. He did not need a tongue and could rely on his consciousness to pour the words he wanted to say into other people’s minds.

“If your disciples made a mistake, would you give them a chance to turn over a new leaf?”

Sun Mo gave him a question in reply to his question.

Yang Shizhan fell silent.

“You’ll definitely do that, right? Then why don’t you give yourself a chance?”

Sun Mo asked.

“I am a secondary saint. The sins I have committed are unforgivable.”

Yang Shizhan’s expression looked like he was in great pain.

There wasn’t a day in the past 200 years in which he hadn’t spent in regret.

“Haha, you’re really arrogant. So what if you’re a secondary saint?”

Sun Mo mocked. “I didn’t expect that after lying down for 200 years, you still can’t see through this little bit of fame. It’s no wonder that your personal disciples would betray you.”

Yang Shizhan froze. This was because deep down, he still regarded the title of a secondary saint as something very honorable.

“Yang Shizhan, remember this. Even if you become a saint, you are still first and foremost a teacher. Your fundamental responsibility is to educate people.”

Sun Mo lectured him.

“Saints have students all over the world and are amazing. However, ordinary private teachers teach young children to read and write, as well as teach them the principles of being a human. Is their work meaningless?

“A saint represents a person with a high level of thought and achievements. However, for a child, the teacher who teaches them to read, to respect and be filial to their parents, and to survive in this society is their ‘saint’.”

Buzz!

Priceless Advice erupted, and golden spots of light illuminated the dark prison, making it as warm as spring.

Sun Mo sighed. “Yang Shizhan, you’ve been too obstinate!”

Yang Shizhan was stunned. Every single word that Sun Mo said was like the Thunder God’s chisel, piercing fiercely into his head.

“Secondary Saint Yang, don’t forget your initial intention when you gained enlightenment to the Self-Taught Halo. Teaching and nurturing people is the greater Dao that we should persist in. A saint?”

Sun Mo’s lips twitched. “That’s just a fleeting cloud!”

“Initial intention? My initial intention?”

Yang Shizhan uncontrollably recalled his student days.

It was summer vacation and he went home to visit his family. In between the fields, Yang Shizhan taught the children from poor families who could not afford to go to private schools to read.

At the thought of those children’s happy smiles when they learned to write their names, Yang Shizhan made his decision.

“I, Yang Shizhan, want all the children in the world to know how to write their own and their family members’ names.”

In the Nine Provinces where illiteracy rates were sky-high, it could be said that Yang Shizhan’s dream was grand and lofty.

“However, later on, I became a genius great teacher, was praised by all sorts of people, and gained an extremely high status. Gradually, I forgot my original intentions and only thought of improving myself, teaching disciples who wouldn’t bring shame to my reputation…

“Teacher Yang, start all over again. Go and fulfill your initial intention!”

After Sun Mo said that, he turned to leave.

“Thank you for your teachings, Teacher!”

Yang Shizhan was impressed and convinced. After that, he started to cultivate the Undying Mystic Art.

…

In the office, through a small bug puppet, Hu Xingjiang saw the scene of Sun Mo enlightening Yang Shizhan, and he could not help but sigh in amazement.

As expected of the greatest new star in the great teacher world. Sun Mo’s excellence was unparalleled.

“Not forgetting one’s initial intentions. Well said!”

Hu Xingjiang’s heart was also palpitating, feeling agitated. He remembered how he had hidden on this isolated island because he detested the world. He was wasting his time.

(Back then, why did I want to become a great teacher?)

Hu Xingjiang recalled the memories from when he gained enlightenment to the Self-Taught Halo.

…

“I heard that Sun Mo has been going down to see Yang Shizhan a lot recently? Is he thinking of curing him for a favor?”

“If the Central Province Academy has an additional quasi-sage, its strength will increase greatly!”

“Increase my ass. Have you not seen the miserable state Yang Shizhan is in?”

When the prison guards gathered together, they would discuss this issue. After all, Yang Shizhan was considered a famous person here.

As a secondary saint, he had atoned for his sins for 200 years. If he wanted to leave, no one would be able to stop him. However, he had chosen to exile himself.

“No matter how powerful Sun Mo’s God Hands is, it’s impossible for it to let Yang Shizhan return to his original condition!”

Ji Han passed by and scolded, “Don’t discuss such topics in the future!”

After the last conversation that day, Sun Mo stopped going to the lower level. He was not Yang Shizhan’s father. Moreover, Buddha wouldn’t help a fool to gain transcendence. If this guy wanted to die, he could not stop him, right?

Hence, Sun Mo returned to his normal life.

Giving massages, duels, collecting cultivation arts.

No one knew that Sun Mo could use all the learnings these people grasped. Instead, because their bodies had been improved by the massages, their impression of him increased tremendously.

“Teacher Sun, can your God Hands treat craziness?”

Yu Lin was curious.

“It can’t!” Sun Mo rolled his eyes. “Do you really think I’m omnipotent?”

“It’s such a pity!”

Yu Lin sighed. “That lunatic who talks nonsense is a secondary saint. If you can treat him, you’ll definitely benefit endlessly!”

“How did he go crazy?”

Sun Mo had asked about it before, but Hu Xingjiang didn’t say anything.

“Who knows? Maybe he did too many bad things?”

Yu Lin didn’t know either. “Oh right, do you want to solve the second riddle? Everyone is waiting!”

“Not interested!”

Sun Mo was a free man now. He had gotten Hu Xingjiang’s permission to enter the prison at any time without having to follow the one-week rule.

This preferential treatment made Lian Hongying and the rest feel extremely envious.

“You’re someone who clearly has the ability to do something but doesn’t do it! It’s really infuriating!”

Yu Lin was very disappointed. “If I were you, I’d be more than willing to do all sorts of big things and let the world know about me! Respect me! Fear me!”

“I’m also impressed that someone like you can become a great teacher.”

Sun Mo glared at Yu Lin.

“I was wrong, I’ll change!”

Yu Lin quickly smiled apologetically.

“Teacher Sun, are you free?”

Ji Han came over in a hurry.

“What’s the matter?”

Sun Mo frowned.

“A criminal has escaped!”

Ji Han’s expression turned gloomy.

“Why are you looking for me when the criminal has escaped?”

Sun Mo was speechless. Wait a minute, it couldn’t be Yang Shizhan, could it?