Chapter 127 The Small Courtyard Adopts Students

The next morning.

In the northern suburbs of Qingyun City, the sun was shining brightly.

A cool breeze blew through the pavilion, causing the birdcage hanging from the crossbeam to sway slightly.

The night-luminescent pearl at the top of the birdcage flickered twice.

"Ding! Good morning, Lord True Phoenix! Would this System like to play a morning wake-up song for you?"

The wooden bird didn't even open its eyes; it simply turned away in disdain, its wooden back facing that noisy bead.

"Ding! Received! The little System will immediately enter silent standby mode. I wish Your Lordship a pleasant rest!" The system bead quickly dimmed its light, obediently pretending to be an ordinary stone.

Lin Yuan pushed open his bedroom door and gave a long, deep stretch.

"The weather is nice today; it's a good day to start school."

After washing up, Lin Yuan walked into the courtyard and shouted to Demon Venerable Wanhua, who was watering the flowers, "Old Wan, is the side wing tidied up? Have all the tables, chairs, and stools been bought?"

"In response to Young Master, everything has been arranged. I bought five sets of sturdy cypress wood tables and chairs, and the brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones are all ready."

Demon Venerable Wanhua replied respectfully.

"Good, go open the gate. Let's see if any neighbors have sent their children over."

Lin Yuan walked to the stone table in the center of the courtyard and sat down, preparing to personally interview his future students.

Demon Venerable Wanhua walked to the main gate and pulled back the latch with both hands.

*Creak—*

The heavy gates slowly swung open to both sides.

As soon as Demon Venerable Wanhua poked his head out, he was stunned by the scene outside.

On the bluestone street outside the gate, a long queue had actually formed!

At the very front was Butcher Zhang, who sold pork at the Qingyun City market. He was leading a chubby, snot-nosed five-year-old boy by the hand.

"Old Man Wan, good morning! I saw the notice Young Master Lin posted yesterday, so I brought my brat here first thing this morning to sign up!" Butcher Zhang smiled honestly, carrying two slabs of fresh pork belly as a teacher-initiation gift.

Demon Venerable Wanhua nodded stiffly, but his gaze bypassed Butcher Zhang to look at the people queuing behind him.

Behind Butcher Zhang stood a white-bearded old man dressed in coarse peasant farmer's clothes. The old man held the hand of a three-year-old boy who looked defiant, his eyes darting around from time to time.

Further back was a burly hunter wearing a hide vest, firmly clutching a child with a shaved head and two red marks on his scalp.

Although these two were perfectly disguised, with no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations—appearing just like the most ordinary Mortals—

In the eyes of Demon Venerable Wanhua, a former Peak Mahayana Stage demonic cultivator, the Karma lines on these two were practically more dazzling than the sun in the sky!

That farmer was clearly the current Holy Lord of the Zixiao Holy Land!

That hunter was none other than the Nine Nether Devil Emperor, whom he had pinned under a tree to eat cold buns last night!

As for the young boy and the bald child they were leading...

Demon Venerable Wanhua's Divine Sense barely sensed them before his heart gave a violent jerk.

A peerless Dao Seed with innate immortal bones! An Ancient Demonic Fetus containing the Origin of Destruction!

To compete for a spot in the Young Master's school, these old monsters had actually dug up the foundations sealed in their ancestral tombs! And they even had the gall to dress up as Mortals to wait in line!

"Ahem, since you're all here, line up and come in one by one. The Young Master is waiting in the courtyard." Demon Venerable Wanhua suppressed the shock in his heart, put on a stern face, and assumed the authority of a school gatekeeper.

"Many thanks, Elder! Many thanks, Elder!" Holy Lord Zixiao and the Nine Nether Devil Emperor nodded and bowed repeatedly, even shoving each other for fear the other would cut the line.

The two stone lions outside the gate watched all this coldly.

Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo sneered in his heart: "That kid Nine Nether is clever, knowing to saw off the horns of the Destruction Demonic Fetus before sending him over. I just don't know if the Lord will take a liking to such a stupid demonic creature."

Cangqiongzi was also secretly proud: "The peerless Dao Seed of my Zixiao Holy Land is exceptionally gifted; he will surely catch the Lord's Dharma Eye!"

...

Inside the courtyard.

Butcher Zhang, leading his chubby son, was the first to walk in.

"Young Master Lin, this courtyard of yours is built so grandly!" Butcher Zhang looked around while placing the pork by the stone table. "I heard you were opening a school and not charging money, so I brought my Zhang Xiaopang over. This kid is quite rowdy; feel free to scold or beat him!"

Lin Yuan stood up with a smile and patted Zhang Xiaopang's head.

"This child looks sturdy and spirited. What's your name?"

"Hello, Teacher Lin, my name is Zhang Xiaopang!" The chubby boy wiped away a string of snot and spoke with a booming voice.

"Good, not bad. Go to the side wing over there and find a seat. From now on, you are my first Disciple." Lin Yuan nodded in satisfaction. This child looked honest, fitting his basic requirements for teaching and nurturing.

Butcher Zhang left with a thousand thanks.

Next, Holy Lord Zixiao, dressed as a farmer, walked in leading the peerless Dao Seed, who had been renamed Goudan.

As soon as the Dao Seed stepped through the main gate, his face was still full of defiance.

He was a peerless Genius from a hundred thousand years ago; to have to be classmates with a Mortal child of a pork butcher? It was a total humiliation!

However.

The moment he crossed the threshold.

A golden killing array rune suddenly flashed on the watermelon vines on the courtyard wall, the black dog in the corner raised its head to glance at him, and the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon at the bottom of the pond rolled over.

Even more terrifying, that purple-gold wooden bird in the birdcage in mid-air was radiating the pure aura of an Ancient True Phoenix, looking down on him from above.

*Thud!*

The peerless Dao Seed felt a terrifying pressure capable of crushing eras descend instantly. His legs gave way, and he was forced directly to his knees, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes.

He finally understood why the Holy Lord had been slapping him across the face throughout the journey.

This was no Mortal courtyard; this was clearly a death zone that even the gods and buddhas of the heavens wouldn't dare set foot in!

"Oh dear, why did this child trip?"

Lin Yuan hurried forward and pulled the kneeling Dao Seed up.

"Whose child are you? What's your name?" Lin Yuan asked gently while helping him brush the dust off his knees.

Holy Lord Zixiao hurried forward, nodding and bowing as he said, "In response to the Teacher, this old man is a farmer from outside the city. This is my distant nephew, called Goudan. This child hasn't seen much of the world; the threshold was high just now, and he accidentally tripped."

"Goudan? That's a name that's easy to raise." Lin Yuan smiled. Seeing the child still sobbing, he thought he was in pain from the fall.

He casually fished a pill emitting a faint golden light from his sleeve and pressed it into Goudan's hand.

"Come, don't cry. Teacher will give you a piece of candy to eat."

Goudan looked down with a tremble.

The "candy" in his hand was shockingly a Nine-Revolution Immortal Pill covered in Great Dao cloud patterns and radiating thick Primordial Qi of Creation!

A hundred thousand years ago, it was precisely because he lacked a creation item of this level that he was forced into sealing. And now, this seemingly Mortal teacher had casually taken one out to coax him like a piece of candy?!

"Th... Thank you, Teacher!" Goudan shoved the Immortal Pill into his mouth. Excited tears mixed with snot as he cried even harder. He was moved.

"Go to the side wing and find a seat." Lin Yuan rubbed his head.

The third to enter were the Nine Nether Devil Emperor and the Ancient Demonic Fetus with its horns sawn off.

The demonic fetus, Tiezhu, was naturally ferocious and began baring his fangs and claws the moment he entered the courtyard.

But when he saw that Ancient Devouring Beast gnawing on a bone inside the [Cauldron of All Creation] in the corner, the Origin of Destruction within the demonic fetus's body was instantly scared into a ball.

He obediently retracted his fangs and forced out an innocent smile that looked worse than crying, giving Lin Yuan a deep bow.

"Hello, Teacher! My name is Tiezhu! I usually like eating vegetables the most!" the demonic fetus shouted in a childish voice.

Lin Yuan looked at this bald little boy and nodded in satisfaction.

"Though this child looks a bit fierce, his manners are quite good. Old Wan, take him to the side wing to be seated."

And so.

A Mortal chubby boy from a pork butcher's family.

A peerless Dao Seed with innate immortal bones.

An Ancient Demonic Fetus of terrifying power.

Plus Lin Yuan's two precious Disciples, Xiao Yuer and Xiao Lian.

The first Literacy and Anti-Illiteracy Class of the Mortal Dwelling officially began in this incredibly bizarre yet harmonious atmosphere.