Once an aged voice reached their ears, they realized a disaster was coming, which caused their body to tremble. When they turned their heads, they saw an old man with a walking stick sternly glaring at them.

Ying Lizhua immediately tried to explain and get out of trouble: “Teacher Shu!! We just exchanged viewpoints about the training and are about to restart!!”

However, Teacher Shu replied to that comment with a small chuckle: “Heh, quite too late.”

Each of them got one poke to their foreheads before it swelled to a little meat bun. Few drops of tear came out as they covered their heads with their hands. Looking at their current pitiful appearances, the rest of the class laughed out loud.

With a hand gesture from Teacher Shu, all students swiftly moved and stood in rows in an orderly manner. After that, he made an announcement: “Okay, everyone!! This is the last day you will be learning from this old man at the pre-school. As you all know, there will be an entrance exam for every school in town a month from now.”

Teacher Shu took a stack of paper from his bag beside his waist, he then threw the papers upwards. With the wind he controlled with his energy, each piece of paper floated in front of each and every student.

As the students caught and started looking at the papers, Teacher Shu resumed his explanation: “Bring this application form to the city hall to apply to the school you wish to enter. After that, the school officer will guide you to the exam area and carry out the rest of the process.”

A cold light was beaming out of his eyes when Teacher Shu was about to give one last lesson for his students: “Remember!! Train hard at home during this one month!! And choose the school you are likely to pass!! Otherwise, you may have to see me for another year, understood?”

“Yes, Teacher Shu!!”

All students answered in unison and in the most respectable manner they could give. Some were even crying a little bit as they reminisced the scene where they learned a lot of things from their teacher.

Teacher Shu announced the end of the class: “Class dismissed!!” He then slowly walked back to his quarter.

The students separated to do their own business. Some were still lingering talking among their friends about the application form they got from Teacher Shu. The same goes for Feng Luotian’s group, excluding Ying Lizhua, of course.

Mei Yue’er was the first to give her opinion: “I will help you with the application.”

Feng Luotian immediately shook his head: “Yue’er, you don’t have to do this for me. Your father’s school is the best one in this city, and everybody wishes to enter. The exam is very difficult too. If anyone knows I can get in while being a cripple, the school’s reputation will be down the drain.”

Even after hearing Feng Luotian’s point, Mei Yue’er still insisted on giving an even more convincing reason: “But everyone knows you are ‘God’s son’!! People will understand and want you to have a good life for what your father has done for us. They will surely support you, rather than condemn you or my father’s school about something this minor.”

About thirty years ago, this city [Divine Bird City] was made famous by Feng Luotian’s father.

After his father roamed the world and had reached a certain cultivation level where everyone on the continent would have to submit to his will, he made an announcement to the world that: “Whoever laid a hand on Divine Bird City, they would face my wrath upon touching it.”

With that decree, the city had become the safest place in the continent with the ultimate protection. There had been only peace in Divine Bird City since then.

Even after Feng Luotian was born, and his father left the continent to pursue an even higher realm of cultivation, the respect and fear were still there and protected the city.

Toward Feng Luotian’s father, everyone in the city only had admiration, gratitude, and love for him. They had titled him as a God and erected his statues everywhere in the city. The warrior statue Feng Luotian was staring at earlier was one of them.

That was why Mei Yue’er dared to say that even if Feng Luotian was a cripple and used his father as a reason to cheat his way into the most prestigious school in the city, no one would blame him for doing that, at least not openly.

Sun Wuji also voiced his thoughts: “Yes, I agree with Sister Mei here. Though, I think it will be best if you could at least awaken your bloodline before the exam.”

But Feng Luotian still shook his head even harder this time and rejected their kind offer: “No, you two, it’s something I have already decided. If I don’t become One Fang Fighter before the exam, I won’t apply to any school. And I will choose a normal life, a commoner, instead of being a Theríon Cultivator.”

As previously said, cultivators could control the energy within their bodies and use them in battle. That energy was called [Theríon]. Theríon was an energy dwelling within the bloodline of each and every person in the world.

As commoners possessed bloodline, they also had Theríon, but they could not bring forth the power from it, in other words, they could not [awaken] their bloodline, while cultivators could awaken their bloodline and used their bloodlines’ special and unique abilities to fight and protect.

Theríon represented the power of one’s bloodline. The larger and more refined Theríon one had, the stronger they would become. One Fang was the very first stage one became after awakening their bloodline, giving the cultivator the title as [Fighter]. Together became [One Fang Fighter] used to call the cultivator of such cultivation.

Normally, the latest one could be to awakening their bloodline was when they were twelve. That meant if one was unable to become One Fang Fighter after becoming twelve years old, they would be regarded as a commoner.

Actually, it was not that bad of a thing being a commoner.

Commoners still had their own roles in the world, and cultivators appreciated their doings. It was rare to see a cultivator insulting a commoner as a cripple.

However, with his father being God, with all expectations everyone had for him because he was God’s son, although Feng Luotian could be generally regarded as a commoner like any others, people could not help but disappoint in their minds.

People in Divine Bird City had hoped from the very first day he was born, for him to become their second God and continue to protect the city because their first God was already gone.

And at the end of the day, some narrow-minded citizens gave him the title of [God Crippled Son].

Seeing his friend made up his mind like this, Sun Wuji lamented out loud: “Brother Feng … Sigh …”

There was no word coming out from Mei Yue’er. She only looked at Feng Luotian’s determination with watery eyes.