Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao's Demon Seed Brother

Chapter 33 has to add money!
The green bottle soared into the air, drawing an elegant parabola in the air, and then fell to the ground. When the bottle body touched the marble slab, it made a crisp ding-dong sound.

The body of the bottle shattered, and a walnut-sized green elixir rolled out, exuding a faint fragrance. The green color was faintly glowing, crystal clear, and had a faint breath of life.

The man in white narrowed his eyes slightly, wanting to see if the freshman was stupid.

Huo Dongjun smiled, and his tone was not humble, "The teacher is really generous, a soul ascending pill is so easy to take out."

If the teacher in front of him really cared about the students, Huo Dongjun might have accepted it, but that kind of alms from above, just like in the past, disgusted him from the bottom of his heart.

The man in white carefully looked at the school uniform on Huo Dongjun's body, but he didn't find the logo he wanted. He was sure that the boy in front of him was not in the list of core disciples for the new students, and said coldly,

"What, do you want the lion to open his mouth?"

Even though he was a teacher in the inner courtyard, he felt slightly distressed. After all, this elixir was worth tens of thousands of gold, and he could easily make money by selling it.

Their martial soul system is not as fast as the soul guidance system in making money, so they still value gold soul coins.

The man in white didn't like the boy in front of him, he just felt that he was stupid.

"How come?" Huo Dongjun smiled slightly, "Leave this thing to the teacher for your own use, I think I don't need this kind of thing."

Although Shenghun Pill is at the same level as Xuanshui Pill, in terms of value, it is lower. The most important thing is that his elixir is really not eye-catching.

In the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, this kind of elixir can be said to be infamous.

Besides, pills are heretics after all, Huo Dongjun believes in himself even more.

As for accepting the selling money, Huo Dongjun felt that he was not so short of money.

[-] gold soul coins are nothing to him, after all, something of real value cannot be bought, and soul coins are always numbers.

"Hmph, a student like you will never be able to enter the inner courtyard martial arts department in this life."

The teacher in white snorted coldly, lifted the white clothes up into the air, turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

Huo Dongjun didn't pay attention to his last sentence, it's not something a soul sage can make a decision about whether he can enter the martial arts department of the inner courtyard.

He looked at the clothes on his body, they had already been burnt to tatters, and he had to go to the dormitory to change.

After a while, the man in white reappeared at the same spot. After looking around, he lowered his head and picked up the elixir just now, blew on it and put it in a white porcelain bottle.

He whispered, "I really don't know where he got used to, and I really don't know how difficult it is to make money."

Huo Dongjun quickly changed his clothes, and then rushed to the white teaching building. There was still a theory class this morning.

As soon as he arrived at the teaching building, Huo Dongjun sneaked in through the back door. Wang Dong was about to help him cover up, but he didn't expect that the teacher at the front desk seemed to be staring at someone all the time.

He stood at the front desk and glanced at Huo Dongjun, and then said, "This classmate, the teacher is waiting for you in the office."

There was laughter from the audience and whispers, "Who is this, late the next day?"

Huo Dongjun showed a helpless look, he could only come out from the back door, and then entered the head teacher's office next door.

In addition to independent office buildings, each teaching building has a simple office, and Zhou Yi's office is next door.

But Huo Dongjun didn't expect this small office to be unexpectedly lively.

Sitting at the front was Zhou Yi, and on the sofa were two male teachers who could not be considered young.

One is in his fifties and the other is in his late 40s.

Zhou Yi said with a smile, "My good monitor, he was late for class the next day? But let the three of us wait."

"I'm sorry teacher, something happened on the way, so there's nothing I can do about it." Huo Dongjun said politely, he didn't want to bring his anger to Zhou Yi, "Who are these two teachers?"

Zhou Yi was about to ask what happened, but Huo Dongjun's question forced her to introduce, after all, these two had been waiting for a long time.

"This is Du Weilun, Mr. Du, and also the dean of the Wuhun Department of our academy."

"Hello, Teacher Du." Huo Dongjun called out politely.

The person in front of him was tall, with a black face and beardless, about fifty years old.

The skin color is darker than ordinary people.

"You are such a talented person at a young age," Teacher Du said with a smile, "Your eldest brother Dai Yueheng is a very powerful talent in our martial arts department.

As the vice-captains of this term of the Shrek Seven Devils, you brothers are all extremely talented. "

He just got news from another teacher last night that there was a peerless genius among the freshmen.

The original martial soul + a variety of self-created soul skills, or even twin martial souls, so I immediately investigated Huo Dongjun's information.

Only then did he discover that he was the hereditary duke, the third son of General Baihu.

Because of the development of the Soul Guidance Department, the modern army is especially terrifying. After all, it is a continuous supply of funds behind a country.

"Teacher, you're welcome." Huo Dongjun smiled, with a hint of distance in his politeness.

The others are not surprised, after all, they are the eldest sons of a family with such talent, even if they are expressionless towards the three of them, it is normal.

Didn't Dai Yaoheng back then have a deadpan expression and an extremely haughty face.

"This teacher is Fan Yu, the dean of our soul guidance department and one of the heirs to the dean." Zhou Yi introduced again.

The teacher named Fan Yu is about 1.8 meters tall, with surprisingly broad shoulders, two thick arms, and clear lines on his face, giving people a mountain-like sense of thickness.

"Come to our Soul Guidance Department, all the resources of our department are devoted to you."

Fan Yu waved his hand and said straight to the point, with a sincere expression on his face, it was easy to give people a good impression.

"Teacher Fan, isn't this a bit bad? How can a martial soul with such unlimited potential go to the soul guidance department? It should come to our martial soul department!"

The black-faced Du Weilun couldn't sit still. He had just drawn A and was ready to build a good relationship. How could you directly use your ultimate move?
Not to mention martial arts!

Du Weilun said solemnly, "Come to our Wuhun Department, there is definitely a place for you among the core disciples of the Wuhun Department."

He also wanted to pat his chest and say that the resources of the Wuhun Department are open to you, but he didn't dare, he was just a teaching director, and besides, there are many factions in the Wuhun Department, and the resources of the first department are too outrageous.

Du Weilun never expected that his movements were fast enough, and he could still be cut off.

He glanced at Zhou Yi, and he suddenly realized that he knew that he should go to the freshman dormitory to steal the house last night.

The peerless genius in front of me, if he can establish a good relationship earlier, when the genius grows up in the future, he can help himself a lot.

Besides, it can also shorten the relationship with the Duke's Palace. What teacher would refuse?

The two professions of student and teacher achieve each other. The real arrogance comes first. Which teacher can see him slipping away from his eyes?

"Thanks to the kindness of the two teachers, I need to think more about this matter."

Huo Dongjun thought for a while, and gave this answer, which can be regarded as a reply that does not hurt the feelings of both parties. Of course, in another word, it is,

Gotta pay more!
The more they paid in front of them, the better their treatment would be, so the fool agreed.

(End of this chapter)