Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 145 Strongest Member Joins

In the afternoon, the rain gradually subsided.

In the center of the calm, still lake, two figures, one tall and one short, confront each other.

"I didn't expect that we would have another chance to spar so soon." The white-haired uncle laughed heartily.

"You've recovered quite well?" The young boy crossed his arms arrogantly, glancing sideways at the boy with the air of a self-proclaimed master.

"I booked an appointment with an experienced master to redo my life's weaving, eliminating all hidden health problems." De Yulan showed off his arm muscles: "What a pity about my scars! They were proof of my glory, yet they've become as smooth as yours."

"Only the weak get hurt!" Tai'an shook his neck, making a cracking sound. Unfortunately, his pleasing appearance made him utterly intimidating.

"I will not be careless again!" De Yulan said solemnly, assuming a fighting stance.

"Me too!" Tai'an's eyes shone brightly with blue and white light.

The atmosphere was perfectly built up, and the duel suddenly began.

Tai'an launched an offensive, rapidly circling around De Youlan, creating a series of illusions that were difficult to distinguish from reality.

The Imperial Marshal was somewhat bewildered, completely unable to make a judgment, and could only close his eyes to block out any interference. He tried to immerse himself in the domain as much as possible, relying on his combat instincts to react.

The boy's figure launched attacks from all directions. Although it was impossible to distinguish them by the fluctuations of qi and blood, it still felt as if a mountain was pressing down from behind.

A majestic, overwhelming force of nature.

The instinctive reaction wasn't to take the hit head-on, but to dodge. De Yulan's body instantly sank to the bottom of the water.

Tai'an followed suit without hesitation.

A person's ability to move underwater is inevitably limited, which is more advantageous for De Yulan, at least Taian's movements are no longer too fast to be seen. The phantoms cannot have the same effect on the environment as real people, and can now be distinguished.

The surging battle aura was released to its fullest extent, and the calm lake surface began to boil, becoming part of the domain.

"drink!"

The swirling mud and sand swirled around De Yulan like a whirlpool, creating a powerful vortex. The once clear water gradually became murky.

The Realm Against the Current!

The name "De Yulan" primarily aims to restrict the opponent's mobility. At best, a skilled opponent can only maintain one-third of their peak speed. Simultaneously, it can conceal its location to some extent by obscuring vision! Furthermore, it provides complete awareness of the enemy's movements, giving it a significant advantage and initiative.

However, the lake was ultimately too shallow to provide sufficient water pressure for containment.

A simple, unremarkable punch, perfect for dealing with flashy tricks.

De Yulan is once again facing the terrifying prospect of life and death, and he has no doubt that if he takes a hit head-on, he will likely be crippled on the spot!

His body instinctively sent him flying backward.

Tai'an stopped in confusion, feeling as if he had only lightly grazed the surface, his fist like striking a leaf fluttering in the air. Just as he was about to give chase, Deyulan lay motionless at the bottom of the water, raising his hand and waving it weakly.

A moment later, the two returned to the lake.

"Old man, are you alright? I didn't use much force..."

"Kid, you really went all out! Luckily I reacted quickly, or I'd definitely be in the hospital again. Looks like I'll have to use weapons to deal with you!"

"What's there to be afraid of! A Saint can be resurrected even if he dies..."

"The resurrection substance is dwindling with each use; the silt from the Underworld volcano is far more precious than its weight in gold..."

Deyulan grimaced as he reset his dislocated shoulder. His body was constantly nourished by water-attribute battle energy, and his expression gradually relaxed.

"Should we try the healing spell?"

"You can?"

Tai'an smiled, offering no further explanation. Different elemental trajectories converged between his hands.

"It really is a healing spell!" Deyulan couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. "Why are you learning healing magic? Are you planning to become a stay-at-home dad?"

"I'm mainly afraid of being scammed!" Tai'an retorted sarcastically in a lazy manner and equally irreverent tone.

"Heh..." Deyulan's old face flushed with embarrassment, but he pretended to be nonchalant and changed the subject: "By the way, could you use less adamantium? The amount needed for the armor is outrageous..."

"Isn't your Tulip family quite wealthy?"

"Refined gold isn't as easy to find as gold. I've only managed to get a hundred kilograms so far, which is about half a suit of armor."

"Make it bigger for me, don't try to fool me, it has to be based on your size, not mine..."

"Don't make unreasonable demands!"

"My request was reasonable. You're giving me armor the size of a child, which is unusable! Am I supposed to just leave it to gather dust in the warehouse?"

De Yulan grimaced and hissed, "There really isn't that much! I swear, it can't possibly exceed two hundred kilograms. You'll have to figure out how to get some more yourself..."

"Take your time! I'm not in a rush..."

Near the gates of Violet Academy, under a pale blue canopy, Lanlan, a demi-human girl dressed as a black and white maid, and her follower Yurin Claire, dressed as a female swordswoman, sat on a row of chairs at a long table.

The Blue Rose family's recruitment of residents was progressing at a lukewarm pace. Only thirty-seven people registered that morning. Perhaps it was due to the rain. By noon, the number of people coming to inquire had increased somewhat.

The renowned Cherry Blossom Adventurer Group from the capital city brought a valuable gift: a cub of the magical beast Frostwolf.

Group leader Oulin personally expressed her gratitude to Taiya and hoped for future cooperation to open up a route into the Misty Mountains.

Taiya felt there wasn't a major problem, but the details needed further discussion.

The frostwolf cubs were ultimately entrusted to the care of the bodyguard Perinor, primarily because archers needed front-line cover. Furthermore, the frostwolf cubs could assist the bodyguard during his daily patrols.

"Name…"

"Tiniham".

Yu Lin put down her pen, carefully examined the handsome face of the man in front of her, and stood up in surprise.

"Are you the Hundred Flowers Swordsman?"

"That's right, I hope to join the Blue Rose family."

For the first time, a heavyweight expert joined the Blue Rose family. With Tinyham's reputation as the King of the Arena, he could be regarded as a star, quickly attracting countless students to watch.

"It really is Tiniham..."

"I saw him with my own eyes in the arena, there's no mistake."

Upon hearing the news, Taiya came out to greet him once again. First, she welcomed Tiniham to the company, and then she asked him what kind of treatment he needed.

"My cultivation has now reached the Transcendent level! I wish to advance further and hope to receive guidance from a senior in the Saint Realm. The compensation can be the same as that of a guest elder. I don't care much about the money..."

The spoils from conquering the dungeon were enough to ensure they would never have to worry about resources again. There were over a dozen pieces of spatial equipment, filled with supplies the Belland family hadn't had time to move. These included mostly gems, gold, and precious medicinal herbs.

Tiniham's request is not unreasonable.

Taiya secretly breathed a sigh of relief and decided to host a banquet in the afternoon to show that she valued the occasion.

After all, he's a super-level expert!

Given Tinyham's age, he might even advance further. Even his father couldn't ignore a young super-ranked cultivator skilled in both magic and martial arts!

(End of this chapter)