Novel & Cerita Great Wise Man's Beloved Pupil

“Well said! You did well! The Medical Sage is just someone who chases after fame and fortune. Everyone says that he’s a miracle grade physician, but they’re all blind! But people like me, who have true skill and real results, are always ignored! This world is so unfair!” He became even more worked up. “Young lady, I like that you’re such a righteous person. The Medical Sage has no right to be your teacher. I need a student. Would you like to be my student?” Delia’s face lit up. “Yes!” she said loudly. “Good.” Dylan smiled. “Your achievements will be far greater than when you were the Medical Sage’s student. Make sure you show the world who is a better teacher!” Delia immediately got up to th

He admires the god’s son not just for Orion’s reputation in the business world but also for his remarkable attitude. “Liv, take your time. Simply embrace whatever emotions you are currently experiencing and savor them. No matter the circumstances, remember that you are a Welthe, and Welthes never retreat. I shall not oppose your affection for Orion, should it be of a romantic nature. Truly, Orion is a fine individual.” The wise old man offered his advice to his beloved daughter.

"That's right! My disciple is a super genius that only comes once in a thousand years. Are you surprised that he can refine an intermediate-level pill? He could refine an intermediate-level pill just after three months of studying medical books!" What the hell? Bern pointed at himself. "Is he better than I was back then?" "Oh, nonsense! It's only a matter of time before he surpasses you. I would never lie!" Deborah declared. When she saw the stunned expressions of the grandfather and granddaughter, Deborah couldn't be happier! Her old acquaintances had always boasted about their disciples. Now, she finally got to experience this feeling! It was truly riveting! "My goodness, no wonder you wer

My great-grandfather, Phillip was the one to come up with the rule of giving respect where it's due, no matter your ranking. Dwight was his instructor as well. He is The Wise One. Sent by the moon goddess herself to put Alpha's on the right path. He has been training and moulding Alpha's for more than a century now. Pretty old, yet he doesn't look the part. He looks to be in his mid forties. "I bid you farewell with only good wishes son. May you be blessed on your leadership journey." He says and I smile at him before hugging his. I wave at them before driving off. It's two o'clock now so I should be there by three or four.

He traced the ink with reverence. “Mr Ashford…” His voice was hushed. “I don’t know if I’m ready.” Magnus placed a hand on his shoulder, firm and reassuring. “No one is ready when wealth descends. But readiness is not born overnight. It is forged, day by day, in choices small and large. Begin with restraint. Move toward wisdom. One day, perhaps, you will teach your own grandson these same lessons.” The old man’s hand lingered, the weight of it both grounding and uplifting.

Then he looked at the children. “This is what happens when you only talk to the person living next to you down here, and you don’t mind what the people out there have to say.” “But who are you talking to, Mr. Smart?” asked Penny Glasgow. “How come with whom? With Lionel Squisshy.” The gnome rushed to what looked like his desk. He cleared his throat and said to the children: “Hello, I'm Professor Lionel Squisshy and I teach you within the Creation Workshop, how to create your own magic wand.”

said Master Joseph, looking at Crown Prince. “Indeed. I have,” answered Grandmaster Shui after drinking another cup of wine. “Oh. Who is it?” “Crown Prince Wallace Wang.” “Oh.” “He’s indeed talented, smart, gifted, and being a genius, he have surpassed everyone I have ever taught.” “Good. That’s a good nephew of mine indeed.” “Yes. He’s a rare talent.” “Cheers, another toast,” said Master Joseph. Again, everyone lifted up their cup of wine and drank it. “Bella go pack up your belongings. Since Grandmaster Shui is here to pick you up personally we shouldn’t disappoint him,” said Master Joseph, with sadness in his tone.

“Keep provoking me, and you might one day find yourself out of chances to do so.” “I highly doubt that. Who’ll tutor your scion if I’m dead?” “You think too highly of yourself.” “Do I now?” Maestro Bahghül chuckles. He’d never admit it to preserve the absoluteness of his essence, but we both know that I am the best tutor Hell has to offer. Pride scoffs at this, but Maestro Bahghül continues talking. “Would Galileo the Deranged be a better fit? Or would you like someone less aggressive, like Gilbert the Thief? You’re rich enough after all you’d still have some wealth left by the time he’s done teaching your son. That’s if he ever finishes.”

“It’s as you said, yes. And I’m proud to say that the training was somehow a success.” “Do you now?” The white haired man put his tea cup down gently before glancing at the other man with indescribable gaze. “I do hope so. It’s a very good opportunity for those young men to learn from the Great Teachers some things. Though I’m not sure they could teach one of them the advanced subjects.”

Why? "Because it was comfortable, son, it was easier to just move forward and not have any trouble. There's a story they tell about a guy who lived in a simple village, with very poor children. The guy had a single cow, that lonely animal that provided for them with its milk, which they sold in the village. One day, a wise man and his apprentice passed through that village and visited the poor and humble family. His apprentice followed him, learning from him, learning his wisdom. The wise man greeted the man and his wife, asked for a glass of water, and sat down. He talked to the man and asked about the skinny cow grazing further ahead, and the man replied that the cow was all they had, the