The city itself seemed to shrink beneath the weight of Lin Feng's presence.
This was a place so barren of talent that even birds would refuse to soil the ground and take a shit here.
Her breath caught as the implications hit her. The scale of what she was witnessing was staggering.
This was no ordinary teacher, no ordinary cultivator.
The quiet academy she had once dismissed as mundane now harbored a force that could shake the heavens and earth alike.
She felt a strange chill run down her spine, the kind that comes when one stands in the shadow of power far beyond one's own.
Her memories, her pride, her confidence… all seemed fragile and pale compared to the immense presence emanating from within the classroom.
Qiao Mei's eyes narrowed slightly, a mixture of fear, respect, and disbelief etched across her face.
She realized that the path her niece had chosen was not a simple one… it was a path that could lead to unimaginable heights, but also unimaginable danger.
