Hijacking the Timeline

Star City Academy, Combat Class Six.

Standing at the lectern, Feng Qi gazed at the attentive students below and spoke with ease.

Tomorrow was the day they would return to campus. Over the past few days, he had spent his time either in the library with Lin Ran or giving lectures in various classes across the academy.

Bai Fusheng now scheduled a daily class for him, allowing him to experience what it was like to be a teacher and, more importantly, to assess whether he was suited for the role.

Perhaps Bai Fusheng hadn’t anticipated that Feng Qi’s classes would become wildly popular, with every seat filled to capacity.

Even students from non-combat majors flocked to attend, and those who couldn’t find seats squatted on the floor or leaned against the windows in the corridor to listen.

Every student came prepared with notebooks, diligently taking notes throughout the lectures, creating an intense atmosphere of learning.

The topics Feng Qi covered in class invariably became the day’s hottest discussion points among the students.

Feng Qi had anticipated this outcome and wasn’t surprised.

After all, he had copied his teaching templates directly from the Dream Realm’s database, ensuring his explanations were clear and easy to understand.

He simply needed to parrot the instructor’s words from the video and reiterate the key points to his students.

In this Dream Realm, the cultivation technique he had copied was Heaven and Earth Meditation, a method focused on spiritual cultivation.

The content was divided into four chapters.

Therefore, he planned to teach the entire cultivation technique to the Star City Academy students over four lessons.

Today was the fourth and final lesson.

As time passed, Feng Qi closed his lecture notes, looked down at the class with a smile, and said:

”That’s all for today’s lesson. We’ve covered all four chapters of Heaven and Earth Meditation. After class, you can exchange notes to fill in any gaps. I’ll be away from the academy for a while starting tomorrow, so I’ll see you all again when I return.”

With that, he turned to leave.

Suddenly, a student in the front row stood up, looking at Feng Qi with a hint of anticipation.

”Teacher Feng, I’m Ding Siyuan from Cultivation Technique Class 4. I’ve learned so much from your lectures these past few days. Knowing that you developed these cultivation techniques yourself, I was wondering if you could give a lecture on your insights into technique research sometime. It would be incredibly valuable for us cultivation technique students.”

Hearing these words, Feng Qi was taken aback.

The students in the cultivation technique class were different from those in the combat class. Their future goal was to enter major research institutions and become cultivation technique researchers.

This had once been Feng Qi’s own ambition.

He understood the student’s eagerness to learn about his thought processes and insights when researching cultivation techniques.

For cultivation technique students, cultivation practice was secondary. Their primary focus was understanding the human body’s structure and how to create entirely new cultivation techniques.

In contrast, the combat class’s learning method was like applying formulas to calculate answers, while cultivation technique students aimed to create entirely new formulas.

Therefore, the thought processes and insights behind creating formulas held immense significance for cultivation technique students.

Faced with the student’s inquiry, Feng Qi felt a pang of shame.

He was only a half-baked expert in the theoretical aspects of cultivation technique research.

Wang Jinsheng had meticulously nurtured his abilities in this area, but he was still far from being able to create a genuine cultivation technique. His knowledge even fell short of the specialized expertise possessed by these students who had devoted years to studying in the cultivation technique class.

The students in the cultivation technique class would naturally assume that while strong theoretical knowledge didn’t necessarily translate to practical skill, anyone who could develop a cultivation technique through practical research must possess an exceptionally solid theoretical foundation.

Therefore, they would believe that he, who had created an entirely new cultivation technique, was deeply knowledgeable in the field, with his own unique insights.

But the students could never imagine that he was actually just skilled at practical application (read: plagiarism), while his theoretical understanding was utterly trash.

”Since you’re interested, I’ll give a special lecture on my insights into cultivation technique research when I return,” Feng Qi replied with a smile.

Amidst the students’ applause, he left the classroom and returned to his dormitory.

Sitting at his desk, Feng Qi added an item to his notebook for his next entry into the Dream Realm:

Next time in the Dream Realm, find a Fundamentals of Cultivation Technique Research lecture and copy it thoroughly. If you’re going to show off, you might as well go all the way!

He was well aware of the consequences of such ostentation.

The more he drew attention to himself, the greater the risk of assassination by lurking enemies.

Having embarked on this path, he had to maintain a high profile and accept the inherent risks.

Stealing cultivation techniques from the future was accelerating the progress of human civilization, with profound implications for the future. He couldn’t abandon this mission.

This was why he believed modern civilization was advancing on his shoulders.

Such a task couldn’t be carried out discreetly.

His proposal to Bai Fusheng to become a teacher was partly motivated by this consideration.

Another crucial reason was that as an academy teacher, he could secretly cultivate and establish an organization to oppose the Scarlet Research Institute.

For instance, Lin Ran, Mu Qing, and the other contemporary geniuses he planned to recruit could gather around him under the guise of students, arousing no suspicion from outsiders.

While teaching, he could also identify promising talents within Star City Academy, nurture them, and even recruit them into the organization.

Thus, becoming a teacher would allow him to impart knowledge, advance human civilization’s progress in cultivation studies, and simultaneously serve as a cover for secretly building an anti-Scarlet Research Institute organization.

From any perspective, becoming a teacher at the academy was one of the best options for him.

Another choice would have been to become the principal, which would have given him potential control over the entire Star City Academy. However, that was clearly unrealistic.

Moreover, the Star City Academy had tight security, ensuring his personal safety while teaching there—at least far more secure than being outside.

Lost in thought, Feng Qi added more notes to his notebook.

Tomorrow he would leave Star City Academy to return to his school and prepare for graduation.

He suddenly felt a surge of anticipation, wondering how his best friend, Mo Fei, would react when he learned that Feng Qi had been exempted from the entrance exam and directly admitted to Star City Academy.

Galaxy Academy, Principal’s Office.

Principal Yan Junqing’s face showed surprise as he read the latest notice from the Tiger Soul Research Institute.

The notice instructed all academies to replace their daily morning cultivation exercises with the newest version.

It also stipulated that first-year students at all academies must study the latest version of the cultivation exercises as a foundational course for one month before attempting to engage with other core subjects in cultivation studies.

However, it was the character recommendation at the end of the notice that truly caught Yan Junqing’s attention.

”Feng Qi? Only seventeen years old?!”

”A genius like this in cultivation technique research should definitely attend Galaxy Academy!”

With that thought, he pulled out his phone and made a call. As soon as the line connected, he immediately said:

”Draft an early admission letter for a guaranteed spot under my name...”

Similar scenes were unfolding in the principals’ offices of academies across the nation.

Feng Qi, currently immersed in contemplating his future development, could never have imagined that, on the verge of graduation, he had already become the focus of attention for academies nationwide.

Star City Academy, Principal’s Office.

Bai Fusheng took the notification letter from his assistant, sipped his tea, and began to read.

When he reached the character recommendations at the end, he burst into laughter.

”Good thing I acted first, old friends! You’re too late!”

But halfway through his laughter, a sudden unease struck him. He quickly dialed Feng Qi’s number.

After several rings, Feng Qi’s voice answered.

”Grandmaster, is there something you need?”

”Boy, a man’s word is his bond! No matter what temptations the outside world throws your way, you’ve already given your word. You can’t back out now...”

Feng Qi, who was currently hunched over his laptop, deep in thought, wore a completely bewildered expression.

(End of the Chapter)

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