Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 144 A Real Man Never Becomes a Simp

"Xiao An, I want a gift too. You can't be biased."

Yinyue puffed out her dimples, looking jealous and vying for favor.

"We'll talk about it later." Tai'an didn't want to get entangled in the topic, so he casually used delaying tactics.

Just when he thought the matter was over, Yin Yue suddenly stood up from her seat, sat on his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck affectionately.

"What are you doing? I'm not your father..."

"Xiao An, hurry up and keep your promise."

Dorothy was still debating whether or not to abandon her reserve. Her opponent had already delivered a basic attack, brazenly declaring their dominance. Dorothy felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head. Thinking of her fourth sister Rose's tragic end, she knew she couldn't hesitate any longer and abruptly stood up.

"Xiaoqian, what do you want to do?" Leona was taken aback, realizing that she was a little out of touch with the current version, her mind a complete mess.

Dorothy proved with her actions that she was also a master at winning favor, forcefully squeezing out Silvermoon and taking the other half of the position.

Fu covered her face shyly, unable to bear watching. She couldn't understand why they were all so enthusiastic and generous. Although Xiao An was indeed very charming, she didn't deserve to be so shameless as to throw herself at him.

The young boy sat calmly and composed. There was no reason for him not to eat the juicy meat offered to him. He smugly concluded that attracting a woman by showcasing his own charm was far more effective than racking his brains to pursue her.

A real man never acts like a simp...

As the banquet drew to a close, the guests departed one after another.

Aglaia helped tidy up the venue and took a break to ask Taian for leave, hoping to visit her sister who was taking care of the injured.

Tai'an agreed and provided the specific address. Turn left after leaving the college and walk about 400 meters to the Aisenhow Apartments; there's a Xinlian Department Store downstairs.

Aglaia had been there with her best friend, Guofu, and had some recollection of it. It was about the size of a medium-sized supermarket, with a wider variety of goods than the college convenience store.

"Aglaia, bring some bread for everyone!"

Musophie handed over a bamboo basket filled with freshly baked white bread, cream-filled, enough for everyone to have at least one.

Aglaia waved goodbye to the two and disappeared into the deep night. Ovisga followed closely behind, slipping into the shadows behind the young swordswoman.

In the laboratory, Liadrine waited quietly for Tai'an to inspect the results of today's work.

The medicine tank contained twenty bottles of life potion, all of which met the required standards.

Tai'an nodded in satisfaction.

Although Liadlin was far less efficient than herself, she had more time to make up for it, and her results were still remarkable.

In return, he patiently answered the other party's questions about cultivation. He promised to fulfill reasonable requests for books as much as possible.

"Young Master Tai'an, can we sleep together tonight? Aglaia's not here, and I feel so lonely..."

Sometimes life is just so helpless; the immortal bloodline develops slowly. If it were an ordinary human, they would have reached the age where they can reproduce long ago.

Tai'an is actually a year older than his classmates, but he seems to be two years younger.

As dawn approached, he finished refining a batch of life potions and let out a long sigh of relief.

My main focus going forward will be on two areas: magic potions and life weaving. The former means increasing the speed of my cultivation, while the latter means improving my survival abilities.

If limbs could regenerate indefinitely, the safety factor would be greatly improved.

Moreover, Tai'an's ambitions don't stop there. He intends to combine true shapeshifting techniques to achieve a state of endless transformation and immortality.

Learning to weave life is not a waste of time, but an important foundation for further progress.

The sky was overcast, and a continuous drizzle was falling.

Elaine stared blankly at the churning clouds outside the window, aimlessly sensing the passage of time.

I kept recalling the moments we spent together yesterday.

His promises, his gentleness, his comfort. The three highly practical level 0 magic spells he taught: Heavenly Clock, Light Spell, and Constant Temperature Spell…

Thanks to her enhanced memory after awakening, Elaine mastered the spellcasting technique with little effort and memorized the trajectory of the inscriptions.

Tai'an acknowledged Elaine's talent and presented her with a magic book recording 0th-tier tricks, hoping she could further improve through self-study.

However, one problem was overlooked: Elaine was illiterate.

In the Violet Kingdom, there is no such thing as universal compulsory education. The literacy rate of the population is less than 10%, and most people are illiterate. Reading and writing can even be regarded as a skill for making a living!

It is clear that Xiaoyu, who has mastered literacy and arithmetic at such a young age, is a rare talent.

All the girls understood why she was hired. They believed there was absolutely no favoritism or shady dealings involved…

Taiya received an invitation from the Noble Council.

This Friday at 2 PM, we cordially invite the Blue Rose family to participate in the trial of the Belland family's collusion with heretics. We welcome your attendance and valuable opinions.

The highlight is at the end, where a passage is marked with different colored ink.

The illegal properties that were seized will be auctioned off publicly starting at 2:30 PM.

Before the distribution of profits, no one dared to ignore the existence of the Blue Rose family. No one could guarantee they wouldn't become enraged and overturn the table a second time.

Strength is political influence.

The kingdom's leadership is eager to win the Blue Rose family back onto the chessboard.

A barefoot man without any industry to rely on is too dangerous. For the rules of the game to continue, the strong must receive everything they deserve.

A weekly report.

Aglaia faced Greenfield with trepidation, and nervously bowed, saying, "Miss Greenfield."

"Very good, you still remember our agreement. A lot has happened in the past week, could you tell me about it..."

What aspects are you most concerned about?

"Of course she's the woman beside my fiancé. What's the deal with Delin?"

"Delin is a new follower recruited by Young Master Tai'an last Saturday. She has the talent of a spellcaster and her daily job is to assist Young Master Tai'an in concocting life potions. So far, no unusual relationship has developed between them."

"Very good! Has he been involved with any other women?"

Aglaia hesitated slightly before informing Greenfield of what had happened at the dinner party the previous night.

Princess Dorothy of the kingdom, oblivious to everyone else, vied for Silvermoon's affections and showed off her love.

Greenfield's face was grim, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

Compared to the infertile half-elf toys, the Violet family's reproductive ability has always been a topic of conversation.

Therefore, although marrying a princess did not bring much political benefit, the noble families still flocked to it.

Who wouldn't want a large and prosperous family, with many descendants? Especially for nobles who only have one son left, marrying a princess is the only way to extend their bloodline.

If the bloodline is severed, no matter how large the territory or how much wealth, it is meaningless.

"He's probably just playing around!" Greenfield gritted his teeth in resentment.

Infertile half-elves and lowly commoner girls are not a threat.

Princesses are different…

Dorothy truly has the ability to sabotage a marriage.

Thinking of this, Greenfield could no longer maintain his composure, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)