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Chapter 146: Establishing an Academy
While Neptune and Xiaobai were leisurely sightseeing, on the other side, back with Ye Cheng's main body, White Cloud City issued an announcement to the entire continent!
The gist of the announcement was that an academy, the White Cloud Academy, was about to be established within White Cloud City. They would begin recruiting teachers immediately, with a minimum strength requirement of Spirit King. Those who met this qualification could apply to participate in an assessment, and successful applicants would be hired as teachers.
Additionally, even if your cultivation was low, you could still apply if you believed you possessed an incredibly profound understanding of martial soul research and had years of experience teaching students. If you passed the test, you could also join the academy.
By joining the academy, not only would the remuneration be generous, but one might even receive personal cultivation guidance from the Dean and Vice Dean, help with breaking through to the next rank, and so on.
As soon as this announcement was made, it immediately set the entire Douluo Continent ablaze!
Countless Soul Masters, who believed they had unique insights into teaching or possessed sufficient strength, swarmed toward White Cloud City.
The reason these people were so excited and impatient wasn't the generous remuneration offered by the White Cloud Academy. It was purely because of the identities of its Dean and Vice Dean.
Dean: Ye Cheng, the Lord of White Cloud City!
Vice Dean: Sun Zhongjing, the Medicine King!
The names of these two were naturally known to all. Two of the current era's supreme Limit Douluo had joined forces to establish an academy!
Joining this academy meant having the opportunity to receive guidance from these two. They might even help you break through to the next rank?!
Holy shit, does such a good thing really exist?
For countless Soul Masters, even simple guidance held an indescribable allure, to say nothing of help with breaking through! No one doubted whether these two could do it, as they had already reached the absolute pinnacle for Soul Masters.
Something that was incredibly difficult for them, like an insurmountable chasm, might be a trivial matter for these two. It was nothing to them.
In short, these two Limit Douluo were the equivalent of two living, breathing golden signboards!
The celebrity effect they generated was simply beyond imagination.
In the hearts of countless Soul Masters, even though these two hadn't reached the god-level, they were practically indistinguishable from actual gods.
Limit Douluo were gods in the hearts of Soul Masters!
...
Today was the first day of the White Cloud Academy's public teacher recruitment.
The recruitment was held in an open plaza in the Inner District. All bystanders had been dispersed early, and only those applying for a teaching position were allowed to be present.
Many guards at the Spirit King level were on site, meticulously maintaining order. Their presence deterred the Soul Masters who had come to apply, forcing them to rein in their pride. After all, if even the guards were Spirit Kings, what did their meager cultivation amount to?
About a hundred people were lined up, the vast majority of whom were no weaker than Spirit King. The few who were below the Spirit King level were clearly very confident in themselves.
"We've been waiting this long, why hasn't it started yet?"
"I wonder who's in charge of the recruitment."
"Hahaha, as long as I can join the academy, my breakthrough to Soul Emperor will be just around the corner!"
"Good thing I came early. There are so many people on the very first day. If I'd waited until the last day, even more people would show up, and I'd have even less of a chance."
The crowd chattered away, the nearly hundred people turning the once-quiet plaza into something resembling a noisy marketplace.
Fortunately, a guard announced that the examiner was about to arrive. Only then did the crowd finally quiet down.
A moment later, a figure silently appeared on the recruitment platform at the front. No one present had noticed when he appeared; his presence was shrouded in mystery.
He was an old man with a white beard and white eyebrows. The moment he appeared, everyone immediately recognized him.
"My heavens, it's actually His Excellency acting as the examiner?!"
"I'm screwed. There's no way I'll pass, is there?"
"I hope the assessment isn't too difficult!"
"Heavens, please help me..."
The many applicants on site reacted in various ways.
When Sun Zhongjing, who was in charge of the recruitment, arrived, his clear eyes swept briefly over the crowd. With just a single glance, everyone felt as if their very being had been laid bare, with nothing hidden from his gaze!
"The recruitment will now officially begin."
Sun Zhongjing nodded, then looked at the large crowd before him and announced, "Due to the excessive number of applicants, a preliminary screening round is required. Those who do not pass can go back the way they came."
As soon as this was announced, the many applicants present grew tense. They all wondered what the first screening round would entail. A fight right here and now?
But to their surprise, with a wave of Sun Zhongjing's hand, over a hundred sets of desks and chairs materialized out of thin air in the plaza. On each desk lay an exam paper and a pen.
The applicants were stunned by this sight.
"The first screening round is a written exam!"
Sun Zhongjing looked at the stunned crowd and stated calmly, "A number of questions are listed on the paper. You need to write down your answers based on your own understanding. For each correct answer, you will receive a corresponding number of points. The maximum score is 100, with 60 being a passing grade. Only those who score 60 points or higher will pass the first screening round and proceed to the next."
"An exam paper? A written test?"
"Are you kidding me? Is the Empire recruiting civil officials now?"
"I've never heard of any academy requiring prospective teachers to take a test. Isn't it always just about being strong enough?"
"Damn, as expected of an academy founded by Titled Douluo, it really is different!"
"What the hell!"
The many applicants on site looked at the exam papers on the desks, remaining silent. However, their rich inner turmoil made it clear that their moods were far from pleasant.
One after another, the hundred-plus applicants each chose a desk, sat down, picked up a pen, and began to read the questions on the exam paper.
First Question: Do you believe that the level of a person's innate soul power determines the ultimate achievements a Soul Master can reach? Can individuals with low innate soul power compensate for their deficiencies through other methods, or even cause their martial soul to evolve?
This first question made many people frown. Wasn't the question just stating the obvious? It was common knowledge that the level of one's innate soul power determined a Soul Master's ultimate achievements, right?
Thus, many people wrote without a second thought: The level of one's innate soul power determines their ultimate achievements. This is an ironclad law that cannot be changed!
However, many others were more quick-witted. They didn't just write down the conventional answer, instead offering their own unique insights.
Second Question: Is the age limit of a soul ring that a Soul Master can absorb fixed for every rank? Can a Soul Master, through other means, obtain a soul ring that exceeds the typical age limit for their rank?
The second question also stumped many people. As far as they were concerned, the age limit of a soul ring a Soul Master could absorb at each rank was set in stone. Absorbing a soul ring beyond one's rank? Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Third Question...
As they began to answer the questions, the venue gradually quieted down.
Seated in his elevated position, Sun Zhongjing quietly observed the scene. He noticed that among the hundred-plus people, some were still deep in thought with furrowed brows, while others had already begun to write furiously, their words flowing with elegance.
But the most absurd part was that some people couldn't even read. Holy shit, you can't even read, and you came to become a teacher at the academy? Can you believe that a dignified Soul Emperor is actually illiterate?!
(end of chapter)
While Neptune and Xiaobai were leisurely sightseeing, on the other side, back with Ye Cheng's main body, White Cloud City issued an announcement to the entire continent!
The gist of the announcement was that an academy, the White Cloud Academy, was about to be established within White Cloud City. They would begin recruiting teachers immediately, with a minimum strength requirement of Spirit King. Those who met this qualification could apply to participate in an assessment, and successful applicants would be hired as teachers.
Additionally, even if your cultivation was low, you could still apply if you believed you possessed an incredibly profound understanding of martial soul research and had years of experience teaching students. If you passed the test, you could also join the academy.
By joining the academy, not only would the remuneration be generous, but one might even receive personal cultivation guidance from the Dean and Vice Dean, help with breaking through to the next rank, and so on.
As soon as this announcement was made, it immediately set the entire Douluo Continent ablaze!
Countless Soul Masters, who believed they had unique insights into teaching or possessed sufficient strength, swarmed toward White Cloud City.
The reason these people were so excited and impatient wasn't the generous remuneration offered by the White Cloud Academy. It was purely because of the identities of its Dean and Vice Dean.
Dean: Ye Cheng, the Lord of White Cloud City!
Vice Dean: Sun Zhongjing, the Medicine King!
The names of these two were naturally known to all. Two of the current era's supreme Limit Douluo had joined forces to establish an academy!
Joining this academy meant having the opportunity to receive guidance from these two. They might even help you break through to the next rank?!
Holy shit, does such a good thing really exist?
For countless Soul Masters, even simple guidance held an indescribable allure, to say nothing of help with breaking through! No one doubted whether these two could do it, as they had already reached the absolute pinnacle for Soul Masters.
Something that was incredibly difficult for them, like an insurmountable chasm, might be a trivial matter for these two. It was nothing to them.
In short, these two Limit Douluo were the equivalent of two living, breathing golden signboards!
The celebrity effect they generated was simply beyond imagination.
In the hearts of countless Soul Masters, even though these two hadn't reached the god-level, they were practically indistinguishable from actual gods.
Limit Douluo were gods in the hearts of Soul Masters!
...
Today was the first day of the White Cloud Academy's public teacher recruitment.
The recruitment was held in an open plaza in the Inner District. All bystanders had been dispersed early, and only those applying for a teaching position were allowed to be present.
Many guards at the Spirit King level were on site, meticulously maintaining order. Their presence deterred the Soul Masters who had come to apply, forcing them to rein in their pride. After all, if even the guards were Spirit Kings, what did their meager cultivation amount to?
About a hundred people were lined up, the vast majority of whom were no weaker than Spirit King. The few who were below the Spirit King level were clearly very confident in themselves.
"We've been waiting this long, why hasn't it started yet?"
"I wonder who's in charge of the recruitment."
"Hahaha, as long as I can join the academy, my breakthrough to Soul Emperor will be just around the corner!"
"Good thing I came early. There are so many people on the very first day. If I'd waited until the last day, even more people would show up, and I'd have even less of a chance."
The crowd chattered away, the nearly hundred people turning the once-quiet plaza into something resembling a noisy marketplace.
Fortunately, a guard announced that the examiner was about to arrive. Only then did the crowd finally quiet down.
A moment later, a figure silently appeared on the recruitment platform at the front. No one present had noticed when he appeared; his presence was shrouded in mystery.
He was an old man with a white beard and white eyebrows. The moment he appeared, everyone immediately recognized him.
"My heavens, it's actually His Excellency acting as the examiner?!"
"I'm screwed. There's no way I'll pass, is there?"
"I hope the assessment isn't too difficult!"
"Heavens, please help me..."
The many applicants on site reacted in various ways.
When Sun Zhongjing, who was in charge of the recruitment, arrived, his clear eyes swept briefly over the crowd. With just a single glance, everyone felt as if their very being had been laid bare, with nothing hidden from his gaze!
"The recruitment will now officially begin."
Sun Zhongjing nodded, then looked at the large crowd before him and announced, "Due to the excessive number of applicants, a preliminary screening round is required. Those who do not pass can go back the way they came."
As soon as this was announced, the many applicants present grew tense. They all wondered what the first screening round would entail. A fight right here and now?
But to their surprise, with a wave of Sun Zhongjing's hand, over a hundred sets of desks and chairs materialized out of thin air in the plaza. On each desk lay an exam paper and a pen.
The applicants were stunned by this sight.
"The first screening round is a written exam!"
Sun Zhongjing looked at the stunned crowd and stated calmly, "A number of questions are listed on the paper. You need to write down your answers based on your own understanding. For each correct answer, you will receive a corresponding number of points. The maximum score is 100, with 60 being a passing grade. Only those who score 60 points or higher will pass the first screening round and proceed to the next."
"An exam paper? A written test?"
"Are you kidding me? Is the Empire recruiting civil officials now?"
"I've never heard of any academy requiring prospective teachers to take a test. Isn't it always just about being strong enough?"
"Damn, as expected of an academy founded by Titled Douluo, it really is different!"
"What the hell!"
The many applicants on site looked at the exam papers on the desks, remaining silent. However, their rich inner turmoil made it clear that their moods were far from pleasant.
One after another, the hundred-plus applicants each chose a desk, sat down, picked up a pen, and began to read the questions on the exam paper.
First Question: Do you believe that the level of a person's innate soul power determines the ultimate achievements a Soul Master can reach? Can individuals with low innate soul power compensate for their deficiencies through other methods, or even cause their martial soul to evolve?
This first question made many people frown. Wasn't the question just stating the obvious? It was common knowledge that the level of one's innate soul power determined a Soul Master's ultimate achievements, right?
Thus, many people wrote without a second thought: The level of one's innate soul power determines their ultimate achievements. This is an ironclad law that cannot be changed!
However, many others were more quick-witted. They didn't just write down the conventional answer, instead offering their own unique insights.
Second Question: Is the age limit of a soul ring that a Soul Master can absorb fixed for every rank? Can a Soul Master, through other means, obtain a soul ring that exceeds the typical age limit for their rank?
The second question also stumped many people. As far as they were concerned, the age limit of a soul ring a Soul Master could absorb at each rank was set in stone. Absorbing a soul ring beyond one's rank? Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Third Question...
As they began to answer the questions, the venue gradually quieted down.
Seated in his elevated position, Sun Zhongjing quietly observed the scene. He noticed that among the hundred-plus people, some were still deep in thought with furrowed brows, while others had already begun to write furiously, their words flowing with elegance.
But the most absurd part was that some people couldn't even read. Holy shit, you can't even read, and you came to become a teacher at the academy? Can you believe that a dignified Soul Emperor is actually illiterate?!
(end of chapter)
