Chapter 2621 - 1510:

Such a petty person can be countered with real action; with his current abilities, he’s almost on par with the opponent.

Now that his skills can surpass levels, in a true fight, Jiang Congtang believes he definitely won’t lose.

Even after Jiang Congtang left, his retreating figure was still being watched by others.

Now, his outstanding class, starting from others’ initial probing, has attracted even more attention.

However, the attention is just from the Mission Hall folks, as well as those disciples attending the lecture.

Jiang Congtang left elegantly, without lingering elsewhere, spending an hour to teach the class.

It could be said that he missed out on five hours of practice in the Planting Space, and he had to quicken his pace to return to his courtyard, never appearing when it’s not his turn to lecture.

After Jiang Congtang departed,

The person plotting against him recorded the whole lecturing process and sent it for others they knew to watch.

"Take a look, is this the Jiang Congtang we know?"

"He seems a bit different; when did his abilities improve this much?"

"This guy has always been low-key, can’t underestimate him."

"You’re all making a fuss over nothing. Among us, even the weakest is 1 point stronger than Jiang Congtang, and since we’re not enemies, do we need to treat him cautiously?"

The one who sent the video received replies from others, who commented that the weakest one was compared to him?

Knowing that all those people are stronger than him, what kind of judgment is this?

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Jiang Congtang didn’t care about the first batch of people in the same courtyard’s evaluation of him.

With some attention on him, he remained low-key, and more people would notice his future lectures.

Jiang Congtang was no longer concerned, no longer bothered by being noticed, maybe he would slowly become more outstanding in others’ eyes, gradually shaking off the tag of being considered waste.

His life would slowly shine brightly, or perhaps it didn’t need to be showcased to these people.

Jiang Congtang simply didn’t want more trouble; if trouble came, he wouldn’t fear it.

Currently, these people find it difficult, but it’s only on the surface.

Jiang Congtang didn’t resist much about getting paid for lecturing.

Regarding his growing number of young followers, he felt a good mood.

Even though Jiang Congtang couldn’t change people’s perception of his past self, keeping a low profile also brought a lot of enjoyment.

It brought a different kind of excitement to over a decade of solitude.

Having gone through family changes and youthful experiences, Jiang Congtang knew he had great responsibilities from a young age.

He wouldn’t forget these responsibilities just because of momentary joy.

Moreover, he knew that when he had better resources and environment, he must strive even harder.

From the secret manuals conveyed by the deity, Jiang Congtang knew that gods possessed more powerful secret manuals, but he wasn’t yet capable of learning them.

Although he tried extremely hard, his physique needed gradual improvement.

During the process of improving his physique, Jiang Congtang discovered that after changing his Pseudo Spirit Roots, his cultivation advanced more rapidly.

Previously, when Jiang Congtang absorbed external spiritual energy, he needed all five spiritual roots to be sufficient.

After altering his physique, he found out that absorbing one type of spiritual energy could convert into various spiritual energies and be stored in his Dantian.

Then, in his Dantian, it transformed into a liquid, enhancing his physique.

After modifying his physique, Jiang Congtang found his cultivation advancing faster and absorbed spiritual energy from outside more swiftly.

At this time, he still preferred cultivating in his Planting Space, where the variety of plants made the spiritual energy denser.

Cultivating in the Planting Space was far more concentrated in spiritual energy than outside.

If not for lecturing every couple of days, Jiang Congtang wouldn’t even show up outside.

The reason he hadn’t left the Spirit Immortal Sect was the concern that any disturbance outside would be noticed by others.

Even though people watched him here, it was, after all, inside the Immortal Sect, with better protection compared to outside.

Jiang Congtang didn’t want to stay in the Planting Space forever; he needed to be aware of outside situations.

He also wanted to find his relatives and was looking through countless Immortal Sect information to trace his enemies, seeking their traces.

Jiang Tang, upon entering this book to help this person, found this person had merits after all.

When one’s ability increased, personal charm naturally followed.

Exuding personal charm, Jiang Congtang was just someone with a low EQ. Even when a senior sister, also at the Foundation Establishment Stage, threw flirtatious glances his way, he acted oblivious.

Jiang Congtang was merely 16 years old, and some similarly aged sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls were from the same sect.

But others were Outer Sect Disciples, Inner Sect Disciples, and even some were Direct Disciples.

As Jiang Congtang taught and shared experience in the Immortal Sect, his reputation gradually spread.

Some people specially came to listen to his lectures, bringing along others.

Jiang Congtang then drew attention, with more girls seeing him.

Although it was still that easy-disguised, dark face, his height and physique couldn’t change people’s perceptions.

The face could be disguised, and so could the body.

Jiang Congtang only disguised his face, not altering his physique.

Ever since entering the Immortal Sect, people noticed his entire growth process; while weight could change, height couldn’t.

Yet, if his enemies wanted to find him, they couldn’t mistake a disguised person for another.

After all, his family members were all fair-skinned, unlike this darker complexion.

Jiang Congtang’s face remained the same dark skin as always, but after gaining personal charm, others no longer found his face ugly.

Some even thought the black skin could be beautified with rouge to appear white.

Besides, being a man, a bit of darkness wasn’t off-putting.

Not being a pretty boy made him more appealing.

Jiang Congtang’s face wasn’t particularly handsome, but after exuding personal charm, people found him very manly.

This attracted some senior and junior sisters.

Jiang Congtang’s emotional intelligence hadn’t awakened, nor was he unaware of those glances; he simply didn’t pay attention, didn’t want to pay attention.

With a deep-seated vendetta, how could he be preoccupied with love and affection as he grew?

Forgetting responsibilities, forgetting deep hatred.

Those casting flirtatious glances and blushing girls, their actions seemed foolish.

"You’re Jiang Congtang? Not that great after all!"

Jiang Congtang, being noticed by certain girls, stirred some people’s jealousy.

This day, after his lecture ended, on his way back, he was stopped, his evaluators being some youths in disciple clothes.

They appeared to be at least in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"What do you want? I haven’t provoked you."

Jiang Congtang felt a bit irritable; he was already staying low-key, why was someone picking on him?

He figured there would be trouble from lecturing sessions.

"Hmph! If you’re so full of yourself, you can come at us."

These few people blocked his way and started berating him.

The location wasn’t on the main road, but a small path.

They didn’t intend to fight publicly; they just wanted to give Jiang Congtang a verbal lashing.

They assumed he wouldn’t dare offend them.

"Senior brothers, I don’t know you, did I offend you somehow?"

Jiang Congtang displayed a look of you being unreasonable.

"Kid, how dare you say you didn’t? If you weren’t flirting around with girls, would we bother with a nobody like you?"

"Hmph! He should be taught a lesson. So arrogant, yet doesn’t know how he’s offended us, flirting around is offending us."

"Let’s chop off his hands, take away his chance to flirt."

These guys chatted among themselves.

Jiang Congtang felt tremendously annoyed, just realizing that women were troublesome; should he consider quitting teaching?

Or should he find an excuse to take an external mission, enjoy some time outside?

Keeping this low profile, trouble still found its way.

"Senior brothers, you can’t fight here, I just remembered, I’ve got something, got to go."

After saying this, Jiang Congtang swiftly left, so fast that those people couldn’t chase him.

He didn’t return to his courtyard immediately, as maybe those people were blocking the courtyard.