Chapter 158: Wind Blowing Everywhere.
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Martial Cultivator Chapter 158: Wind Blowing Everywhere.

The dean did not go to the lake; he was just drinking tea in a small pavilion at the heart of the lake with the old man from the Myriad Heaven Palace.

The old man glanced at the lake's surface and lamented, "Wei Xu that kid, his cultivation is decent, but his temperament is too mild. Looks like he's going to endure some setbacks."

The dean sneered, "That blockhead is always lecturing others, does he think he's a sage just because he read some books? Too naive. But his temperament needs to be tempered like this. Otherwise, how can he run this academy in the future?"

The old man was surprised, "So, you've already made up your mind to hand over the academy to this child?"

The dean reached out and grabbed some peanuts from a small bowl on the side. Tossing them into his mouth, he munched for a while before expressing some disdain, "Those disciples of mine, each one of their temperaments baffles me. Either they cultivate the sword and go North to slay demons, or they insist on joining the imperial court, or they waste their days away, only knowing how to play chess. Wei Xu is the only normal fellow among them."

The old man asked, "What about that girl?"

Xie Nandu, who had just won first place in the literary exam, had elevated the prestige of the academy even further. In fact, many had already considered the possibility that after a hundred years, the dean might hand the academy over to Xie Nandu, making this peerlessly talented girl the first female dean in the history of the academy.

Such a thing seemed unlikely, but it was not impossible.

"There's naturally no issue with that girl's talent. Her future achievements may even surpass Wei Xu. If she has the intention, it's not that I can't hand the academy over to her. It's just that the girl's ambitions are too grand. If the academy falls into her hands, it might fall into some extreme path."

The dean crushed a peanut between his fingers, furrowing his brows. In his expression, there was a hint of helplessness.

The old man also grabbed a handful of peanuts, to

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