Chapter 1115: Great Hoodwinker Yang
Editor:Â Henyee Translations
Gu Ying was the class monitor in Gu Yangâs class. He was hardworking and serious about his studies. While he might not have been as naturally gifted as Gu Jin and Feng Jue, he was diligent and persistent.
Previously, Gu Yang had casually agreed to teach Gu Ying the âimmortal technique,â but he took it seriously. After recovering, he sought out Gu Yang.
Faced with his earnest expression, Gu Yang felt a sudden pang of guilt for misleading a child. So, she decided to pass on her understanding of hypnosis to Gu Ying. âCultivating immortal techniques depends on talent,â she explained. âIâve shared the cultivation technique with you; whether you can comprehend it is up to you.â
Gu Yang wanted to let Gu Ying take the blame, but she never expected Gu Ying to really learn it!
Gu Yang was stunned.
At that time, she looked at Gu Ying and felt a string of words jump out of his head: Genius +1.
After Gu Jin and Feng Jue found out, they also wanted to learn.
Gu Yang also taught them. Then, these two child prodigies experienced their first Waterloo in their lives.
If he couldnât learn, he wouldnât be able to learn anything.
In the end, Gu Yang concluded that they did not have the talent to cultivate.
What Gu Yang didnât know was that, unbeknownst to her, Gu Jin and Feng Jue had gone off to spar with Gu Ying.
Meanwhile, Gu Yang left the classroom in the hands of Gu Ying and set out to find Cao Cuo, who had skipped class. As she walked around the orphanage with her hands behind her back, she exuded a dean-like demeanor, despite her small stature and age.
She eventually found Cao Cuo squatting next to an iron tree. At such a young age, he already seemed to carry a melancholic and distant air. His small hand gently brushed against the iron tree as he spoke to it, âBig Grass, big grass, youâve grown new leavesâŠâ
Gu Yang stood behind him, crossing her arms. âThis isnât grass. Itâs called an iron tree.â
Cao Cuo was like ââŠâ
Was she being nitpicky?
Cao Cuo stroked the leaves of the iron tree. âIron tree, iron treeâŠâ
Gu Yang asked, âIf you keep calling it that, will it respond?â
Cao Cuo ignored her and continued to look at the iron tree.
Gu Yang smiled and asked, âDo you know why it didnât respond?â
Cao Cuo finally spoke, his voice indifferent. âWhy?â
He stood up and turned to look at the little girl, who barely reached his shoulder.
He knew her name was Gu Yang and that she was a teacher at the orphanage. She was knowledgeable about many things.
Gu Yang placed her hands behind her back and walked in front of the iron tree. With an unfathomable expression, she began to lecture Cao Cuo seriously. âYou donât understand it at all. Look at the beginning; you even called it by the wrong name. Just like you, if someone called your name incorrectly, would you care about them?â
Cao Cuo replied, âMy name is Cuo.â
Gu Yang: â⊠Are you kidding me?â
Cao Cuo couldnât help but laugh at this younger girl trying to act mature. In the past, he had only smiled when witnessing plants bloom and bear fruit.
Gu Yang snorted and corrected him. âI mean, you didnât call it by its correct name. Do you understand what I mean?â
Cao Cuo appeared to be deep in thought. âWhat you said makes sense. But I called it by its name later on. Why didnât it answer?â
Gu Yang stood tall, hands behind her back, and continued her serious act. âThatâs because you donât understand it at all. If someone youâre not familiar with calls you, you usually donât want to talk to them, right?â
Cao Cuo nodded hesitantly.
Actually, no matter who called him, he didnât want to answer unless it was something important.
Gu Yang: âThatâs why you have to understand it, know what kind of plant it is, know what species it belongs to.â
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