Chapter 215: That's the Flavor | Không Có Tiền Tu Cái Gì Tiên
Không Có Tiền Tu Cái Gì Tiên - Updated on June 27, 2025
The second trial teacher entered the classroom.
He was a burly man, with muscles like prominent marble.
Old Mr. Wang struck again, unleashing three consecutive palm strikes that forced the burly man to retreat three steps. Yet, the man’s expression remained unchanged, as steady as Mount Tai.
Old Mr. Wang remarked, “Excellent hard qigong! This level of cultivation is something only a university graduate could achieve.”
The man smiled slightly and said, “As long as you are satisfied, sir.”
“Hello everyone, I am Teacher Yao. You can also call me Little Yao.”
“I used to sell legitimate addictive drugs; I was in a proper line of work.”
“Later, someone told me that if I didn’t break the law, I’d never make a fortune. I heard about the high earnings in the underground tutoring world, which is why I joined this profession.”
“That’s when I realized that some things, though illegal, are quite reasonable…”
Everyone laughed upon hearing his words.
Teacher Yao then took off his shirt, revealing his back covered in needle marks.
Displaying the needle marks that were still oozing fluid, Teacher Yao said with a proud expression, “Since I came from a pharmaceutical background, I have always had extensive research on expelling drug toxins.”
“The number of needle marks on me will show you how much medication I’ve injected.”
“The secret to why I can maintain such a healthy state today lies in the Azure Blood Detoxification Needle technique I will teach you.”
“The needle force of this technique directly reaches the deep internal organs, expelling drug toxins and residues from your body daily. This means you no longer have to worry about the side effects of medication, allowing you to take drugs and work overtime with peace of mind.”
“Of course, as a former professional, if you have any questions about medications or wish to purchase some, you can always ask me. I still have access to certain channels that can help you get some discounts…”
In the meeting room on the other side, the elders of the Dark Study Gang all nodded subtly as they listened to Teacher Yao’s lecture.
“Little Yao is good. He sells drugs while teaching, which is why his course revenue has always been at the top.”
“Combining medicine and teaching is a major trend. Elite high schools have been doing this for a long time; we should follow suit.”
Outside the classroom, Zhang Yu listened to Teacher Yao speak and thought to himself, “No, I need to add more advantages for myself.”
Zhang Yu recalled his previous trial lesson in the park: “These Qi Refinement old-timers who got into university are probably from elite high schools, maybe even from the ‘Big Three’ high schools.”
“When you’re out and about, your identity is what you make it. If I pretend to be a White Dragon native, I might be more favored…”
“Hello everyone, my name is Bai, and I graduated from White Dragon High School.”
The third trial teacher to take the stage was an old man with white hair and a youthful complexion.
Teacher Bai chuckled, then received Old Mr. Wang’s three palm strikes, only taking a small step back before standing firm.
Old Mr. Wang raised an eyebrow, “You’re also from White Dragon High School? Then we’re alumni.”
Teacher Bai smiled slightly and said, “I am 145 years old this year. You are very polite, junior. I remember when I studied at White Dragon High School, it was just a small building, and there were no grade rankings…”
Listening to him casually recount various historical facts about White Dragon High School, Old Mr. Wang immediately believed most of it and nodded slightly, “Hello, senior.”
Teacher Bai smiled, looked at the many elders in the classroom, and slowly said, “As the saying goes, ‘Live to learn, learn to live.’ I believe many of you have seen people who died from poverty because they had no work.”
“When I was as young as you, I also spent my days busy with work, and every night I enrolled in cram classes to enhance my career competitiveness.”
“After all, if you don’t study, how can you work? And if you don’t work, how can you earn money to live to old age?”
“Only by persistently studying, working, and paying taxes throughout our lives can we truly follow the righteous path of cultivation.”
“Like me, I’m 145 years old now, but I’ve almost saved enough money to buy longevity elixirs. Once I successfully take the elixir, I’ll be able to live to 170 and work for another 10 years…”
The many elders present applauded in unison upon hearing these words. Looking at the 145-year-old Teacher Bai, they seemed to see a role model for themselves.
“Heh heh, of course, the reason I’ve lived so long and maintained my working ability is related to my persistent cultivation over the years and expelling toxins from my body…”
In the meeting room on the other side, the elders of various gangs also began to praise him.
“Old Bai is still as steady as ever. He hasn’t even officially started teaching, but he’s already built a rapport with the students.”
“With his seniority, qualifications, and his own example, he’s more than capable of handling these clients. If this class is assigned to him, the re-enrollment rate will surely be high.”
“Oh, Little Yao is good, and Old Bai is good too. I don’t know who to choose.”
Outside the classroom, listening to Old Bai’s lecture, Zhang Yu secretly thought, “This isn’t good. This guy is also claiming to be from White Dragon?”
“Damn it… I need to think of another advantage.”
“These Qi Refinement old-timers are all incredibly arrogant, and they’re from elite high schools, even the ‘Big Three’.”
“Ordinary methods probably won’t impress them…”
After Teacher Bai’s lecture concluded, it was finally Zhang Yu’s turn.
As soon as Zhang Yu entered the classroom, he heard Old Mr. Wang leading the way, saying, “Young man, you can leave. There’s no need for you to lecture.”
Although Zhang Yu’s disguised appearance made him seem to be in his thirties or forties, in the eyes of these elders, he was clearly just a young kid.
Old Mr. Wang said coldly, “We’ve decided. Senior Bai will teach this class. We don’t need anyone else.”
With that, he suddenly unleashed a palm strike that created gusts of wind and thunder, aiming directly for Zhang Yu’s chest, as if to blast him out of the classroom in one go.
With a loud bang.
Old Mr. Wang’s palm strike first hit Zhang Yu’s Copper Armored Corpse Skin, which had been tempered by the Resentful Fiend Technique.
The palm force was then completely blocked by the Formless Cloud Aura beneath his skin.
Then, as the Formless Cloud Aura dissipated the force, it was transferred to Zhang Yu’s entire skeletal structure, which resembled silver frost.
Zhang Yu, who appeared completely still, had nevertheless withstood the palm strike using his skin, flesh, and bones, which had been tempered to the peak of Qi Refinement, combined with his force application techniques.
To Old Mr. Wang, it felt as if he had struck a piece of refined rebar used in a skyscraper’s foundation. Not only did he fail to push the opponent back even a step, but his own palm throbbed with pain.
“You brat!” Old Mr. Wang looked at Zhang Yu with a mix of surprise and uncertainty. “What a powerful body-protecting technique, and it’s not just one, is it?”
Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said, “Sir, there are still two more palm strikes.”
Old Mr. Wang said indifferently, “With your body cultivation level, you must be from a university. There’s no need for further testing.”
He clasped his hands behind his back, his recently struck palm trembling with pain, wishing he could apply an ice pack immediately.
The other elders were secretly amazed by this scene. They all knew Old Wang’s capabilities, and Zhang Yu’s status in their eyes instantly rose after being so highly praised by him. They immediately quieted down, eager to hear the young man’s teaching ability.
Zhang Yu walked to the podium and said calmly, “My name is Ma, and you can call me Teacher Ma.”
“The Boundless Spring-Autumn Zen that I will teach you today is a technique I learned back in Immortal Cloud High School.”
An elder frowned and asked, “What kind of high school is Immortal Cloud High School? I’ve never heard of it.”
Another elder said, “It sounds vaguely familiar. Could it be just a regular high school?”
Old Mr. Wang, however, suddenly looked up, shocked, “You said Immortal Cloud High School? Could it be that one…”
“Indeed,” Zhang Yu said calmly. “It is Immortal Cloud High School from the 1.5th level of Immortal City.”
“I am from Immortal City.”
Zhang Yu’s words immediately captured everyone’s attention.
Meeting their gazes, Zhang Yu calmly stated, “My home is in the North Sixth Ring of the 1.5th level of Immortal City, and it’s not outside the Sixth Ring, but inside.”
Someone whispered, “What is the 1.5th level?”
Old Mr. Wang whispered, “It’s the cloud layer above Immortal City, a sky city. But as for the exact location of this North Sixth Ring… I don’t know.”
Zhang Yu explained, “Above Immortal City is a floating island that covers the entire city; it’s a sky city, which we generally call the 1.5th level, situated between the 1st and 2nd levels of Kunxu.”
“The most beautiful place up there is the Central Cloud Sea Park.”
“I still remember the forests and lakes within that sea of clouds, and giant dragons exhaling mist and clouds…”
As Zhang Yu recalled the various luxurious scenes of the 1.5th level he had seen during his Dao Heart test in the Foundation Establishment exam, a nostalgic look appeared in his eyes as he described the wonders of the 1.5th level to everyone.
Zhang Yu thought to himself, “That half-day’s experience in the illusion is certainly enough to brag about in Songyang City.”
As the others listened to descriptions of various delicacies, Dharma skeletons, and cauldrons from the mansions beside Cloud Sea Park, their faces filled with longing, wishing they could visit just once in their lives.
Old Mr. Wang secretly wondered, “What is this person’s background? The people from Immortal City I met on the second level didn’t describe anything as impressive as what he’s saying.”
After boasting for a moment, Zhang Yu suddenly raised an eyebrow, looked at everyone, and said, “Frankly, I had absolutely no interest in coming to a rural place like this to tutor you outsiders.”
He sighed helplessly, “It’s just that fortune is unpredictable; one can only endure when circumstances require it…”
Feeling the three parts contempt, three parts disdain, three parts scorn, and one part arrogance in Zhang Yu’s eyes, Old Mr. Wang’s body trembled repeatedly as he inwardly exclaimed, “This is it!”
“The people from Immortal City I’ve met on the second level always act so haughty, and they talk to us Songyang people with that exact tone!”
While imitating the “Immortal City gentleman” he had seen in the Foundation Establishment exam, Zhang Yu secretly observed the changes in everyone’s expressions and thought to himself, “It’s exactly as I expected.”
“The more these old workhorses despise high school education and people inferior to them, the more they revere wealthy academic elites like the ‘Immortal City gentleman’.”
In the meeting room.
The gang elders exclaimed in surprise, “An Immortal City gentleman is actually coming here to teach us? Is this real or fake?”
An elder with a long white beard said, “Whether it’s real or fake, haven’t you seen how good the clients’ reactions are?”
Another bald elder chuckled, “Excellent, this is exactly what we need! Our Dark Study Gang should be doing this! An Immortal City native’s reputation, who knows how many new students it could attract.”
A supporter of Teacher Yao said, “But Little Yao can boost drug sales. He said he wants to open new markets for the gang, and if he becomes a top teacher, he can help us secure drug distribution channels.”
The long-bearded elder replied, “He says it, and you believe him? I could also say I can acquire the copyright for Immortal Rhythm.”
Another person said, “What about Old Bai then? He’s a genuine White Dragon native, 145 years old, with rich work experience, and fully dedicated to the gang…”
The bald elder said, “He’s a 145-year-old geezer; he might even die in class one day. Why would we choose him?”
He continued, “I think we should just choose Ma Yunteng. The reputation of an Immortal City native is strong enough to truly help the gang.”
Another person suggested, “I still think Little Yao is better. A strong reputation is nice, but making more money is better.”
Someone said, “Little Yao has his advantages, and Little Ma has his. How about we just choose two top teachers this time?”
Someone retorted, “There are only so many classes. If we choose two… where would we get enough classes for them to teach?”
The elders in the entire meeting room started arguing, disputing over who should be chosen as the new top teacher to take over the class.