"Be careful, instructor!" Wang Zihao reminded from behind Duan Chen, his voice laced with tension and anxiety.
"The tentacles behind this sea demon can extend and are quite formidable. Also, her tentacles are coated with something like mucus, making them slippery yet incredibly sticky."
Wang Zihao's warning was heeded by Duan Chen.
He casually waved his hand. "Don't worry, this little trick won't be enough to harm me."
The Sea Demon Priestess was directly provoked, her complexion turning ashen.
It was a literal ashen hue.
Her entire face was covered in fish scales, making her look like a freshly caught live fish. The scales were peeling outwards, revealing faint streaks of blood.
Her eyes had transformed into fish pupils, and slimy mucus dripped from her body, making the entire classroom corridor incredibly damp.
Duan Chen could smell the scent of the sea breeze.
"Enjoy this moment, human. You will regret your insults and slander just now."
The Sea Demon Priestess laughed maniacally. In that instant, as she completed her transformation, she shed her beautiful guise, revealing a grotesque, middle-aged burly man.
Her tail, in particular, had become exceptionally thick, resembling the mermaid's tail from fairy tales.
Unlike the classic depiction, hers had two large forks, giving the appearance of two tails, which was exceptionally bizarre.
Thinking about how he had just been leered at by such a creature, Wang Zihao felt a faint urge to vomit.
Perhaps it was Wang Zihao's overtly disgusted expression that sent the Sea Demon Priestess into a frenzy.
"What is that look? You dare to be disgusted by me? Such a lowly, insignificant human, daring to be disgusted by a superior being like myself."
Wang Zihao finally couldn't help but gag.
Even Duan Chen found the sight difficult to stomach.
However, his gaze quickly fell upon the beautiful skin that the middle-aged man had shed. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, recalling the excellent faculty list he had seen upon entering.
Duan Chen's eyes turned sharp and cold.
"You killed her, didn't you?"
"Who are you talking about?" The Sea Demon Priestess attacked while laughing, her laughter unrestrained and wild.
"You mean this woman? Yes, that's right, I killed her."
"Do you know? This woman was thinking of protecting the students here even as she died. But she didn't understand. Not only she was going to die, but her students were going to die, and everyone here was going to die."
"Heh heh heh, even the two of you will die."
Upon hearing Duan Chen's question, Wang Zihao was momentarily confused. His gaze fell upon the beautiful skin the Sea Demon Priestess, in his middle-aged male form, had shed. A flicker of knowledge flashed in his eyes.
Instantly, Wang Zihao let out an incredulous shriek.
"This teacher is Wang Panpan?"
Duan Chen nodded heavily.
Yes, it was exactly as Wang Zihao suspected.
"Damn it!" Wang Zihao couldn't help but curse.
Neither of them knew Wang Panpan, nor had they had any interaction with a teacher like her in their lives.
However, despite being spirit users, they were not detached from the world. In fact, due to their professions, they frequently watched news broadcasts and television dramas.
After all, there wasn't much else in the way of healthy, relaxing entertainment.
They often watched programs produced by official channels.
The selection of the "Most Beautiful Teacher of the Year" was a program Duan Chen had watched before.
The teacher chosen that year had left a profound impression on him.
This was because the chosen "Most Beautiful Teacher" was in Su City, just like him.
And he had actually met her once.
Apart from that, there were no other connections, or rather, it wasn't even a proper meeting.
Wang Panpan was Su City's most beautiful teacher, consistently teaching in Su City, nurturing countless outstanding students. Additionally, she continuously supported underprivileged mountainous regions.
Duan Chen's fleeting encounter, or rather, brush with fate with Wang Panpan, occurred at an orphanage.
When he first awoke, he was only twelve years old. He had nothing but a weapon; no memories, no common sense about this world. All he knew was his name and the name of his weapon.
At that time, Gao Tiankai and Old Zhang had gone to great lengths to help him. Being both men, they had created quite a few embarrassing situations.
To help him experience emotions like a normal person, they took him to various orphanages and nursing homes.
Despite the awkward moments, that period remained a warm, deeply cherished memory for him.
It was also at an orphanage that he had crossed paths with Wang Panpan.
What impressed him most was a remark made by the gatekeeper.
"This child is here to donate things again. We've told her to focus on her own life. She shouldn't feel obligated to repay this place just because she came from here. What kind of logic is that?"
Duan Chen stared coldly at the Sea Demon Priestess, who was still gloating, oblivious to her impending doom. The killing intent in his eyes intensified.
The Sea Demon Priestess was still boasting to Duan Chen about her spoils and the fruits of her battle.
"This woman didn't even scream when she died. I don't like that. I prefer this man."
He tore off the skin on his face again, revealing another face. To be honest, Duan Chen wasn't very familiar with this face.
However, upon seeing it, Wang Zihao immediately activated his ancient texts and began a wisdom search.
After completing his search, Wang Zihao's face turned grim.
"Instructor, the previous owner of this was a student at this university. Their academic performance in mathematics, physics, and chemistry was always perfect.
If nothing unexpected happens, they would have pursued postgraduate studies, a doctorate, or been directly recruited by a higher institution mid-way."
The Sea Demon Priestess chuckled. "You humans always focus on useless things. No matter how intelligent you are, without absolute strength, you are nothing but ants before me."
Duan Chen was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
"I understand."
The Sea Demon Priestess paused. "Understand what?"
He asked instinctively.
Duan Chen took a deep breath. "I understand that I don't subconsciously detest sea demons, but because sea demons constantly disrupt my inner peace, I detest them."
"I will slay you!"
"Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, manifest!"