Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Inside the Earth Pulse Academy, Lin Shu held Lin En's hand and chattered away.

When Lynn looked down and saw the silver longevity lock around Lin Shu's neck, her eyes immediately softened.

The lock was small, with Chinese characters engraved on it that only Lynn could understand—"Peace."

This is a longevity lock he crafted himself. It contains defensive magic, spatial teleportation magic, and multiple layers of space that seal cultivation resources, meditation methods, and magic.

Lin Shu has been wearing it for so many years.

"I'm still wearing it." Lynn's voice was very soft.

Lin Shu touched the longevity lock with her hand. "Of course I'll wear something my father gave me. For years, I've touched it every night before bed. Touching it tells me my father is still alive!"

Lynn's gaze softened.

That kid Lin Chen, just looking at him makes me want to devour him, I wish I could eat him up.

Lin Shu is different. When she sees him, she runs over and hugs him, cries, laughs, and says she misses him.

Sons are rebellious, daughters are sweet and gentle.

Lynn said gently, "The cultivation resources inside should be enough for you to cultivate to become a formal wizard. Why should you wrong yourself?"

Lin Shu understood her father's meaning and lowered her head shyly, saying:

"Aunt Arya has been stuck at the peak of the third-class apprentice level for many years and can't make any progress. After I was promoted to the third-class apprentice level, I took out those resources and gave them to her, thinking that if I could help Aunt Arya get over that hurdle, it wouldn't matter if I was slower myself."

Lynn couldn't help but pat her head again.

The little girl is so kind; she willingly gave away the resources that were meant for her.

That's really... stupid.

If this were in the Tower of Bones, it would probably have been devoured long ago.

Unaware of Lin En's thoughts, Lin Shu linked arms with him and chattered incessantly.

"Father, I am now a third-class apprentice. My mentor said that my earth element talent is very high, which is rare in all the years of Earth Pulse."

"The witchcraft I've learned includes Earth Shield, Earth Spike Assault, Earth Pulse Strike, Sandstorm Maze, Gravity Field..."

"My specialty is gravitational fields; I can increase the gravity in an area to five times the normal value."

"Once, when I was sparring with my senior, I crushed his gravity field and he fell face-first into the mud."

...

Lynn listened quietly without saying a word.

Lin Shu continued, "Father, where have you been all these years? I've written you so many letters, but you haven't replied to a single one."

"My mother said you're busy and asked me not to bother you. I know you're busy, but I still miss you."

Lynn reached out and gently patted Lin Shu's head. "Now you're here."

Lin Shu smiled, a very happy smile.

Led by the deacon, the three quickly arrived at the core area of ​​the academy and reached the reception room where distinguished guests were entertained.

The door to the reception room was open, and inside sat several wizards dressed in grey robes, each wearing an emblem of the earth's pulse pinned to their chest.

An elderly man sat in the main seat. He had gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and a kind and gentle appearance. He was also in good spirits.

His aura was restrained, but Lynn could sense that he was a mid-level Saint Mark.

This person is the vice dean of the college.

The middle-aged deacon entered the reception room, walked to the vice president's side, and whispered a few words.

The vice dean frowned for a moment, then quickly relaxed.

He turned to look at a low-level Saint Mark wizard beside him, and his lips moved a few times.

The wizard nodded, got up, and left the reception room.

He went to call Warren, and while he was at it... gave him a few pointers.

The vice-dean stood up and bowed to Lynn. "Mr. Lynn, welcome to Earth Pulse. Please have a seat."

The other wizards also rose and bowed.

After returning the greeting, Lynn sat down in the chair next to the main seat, with Lin Shu standing behind him, her hands resting on the back of the chair.

Several Stigmata Wizards also sat down, their gazes lingering on Lynn's face.

The vice president had a smile on his face.

"We truly did not expect that His Excellency Lynn's daughter would choose our academy; it is our honor."

"High-level earth element talent, mid-level soul talent—these are highly sought-after talents in any academy."

Lynn nodded. "Your academy's earth magic system is very comprehensive, and Lin Shu has made rapid progress here. On behalf of the Bone Spire Academy, I thank your academy for your nurturing."

The vice dean waved his hand. "Your Excellency Lynn, you're too kind. Lin Shu is highly talented and hardworking. She has achieved what she has today entirely on her own."

Listening to Lin En's discussion and praise of her from behind, Lin Shu's face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Am I really that good?

Lynn picked up her teacup and took a sip. "However, Lin Shu doesn't seem to be very happy under her mentor."

The vice dean's smile faded somewhat.

He glanced at Lin Shu, who kept her head down and didn't say anything.

The vice-dean turned back to look at Lynn. "What does Your Excellency Lynn mean?"

"I hope Lin Shu can change her tutor so that my daughter can have a more comfortable time at your esteemed school." Lin En put down her teacup.

The vice dean nodded, naturally not refusing such a small request.

He turned to look at a white-haired witch sitting on his left. This person was at the initial stage of Saint Mark, more than qualified to be Lin Shu's mentor.

"Ms. Monica, would you be willing to take Lin Shu as your student?"

Monica glanced at Lin Shu, then at Lynn, and finally nodded. "She has great talent, I'm willing."

Lynn turned to look at Lin Shu. "Shu'er, would you be willing to study under Lady Monica from now on?"

Lin Shu looked up at Lin En. "Father, can't I go with you?"

Lynn shook his head. "My academy is not suitable for you. The Bone Spire is a dark wizarding academy that cultivates the path of death and the undead, while you walk the path of the earth. Cultivating there will only hinder you."

"Besides, the environment there is too dark and oppressive, not suitable for your growth."

Lin Shu lowered her head and sighed. "Then I'll listen to Father."

Monica stood up, walked up to Lin Shu, and extended her hand. "Lin Shu, from now on you will be my student."

Lin Shu held Monica's hand and said obediently, "Hello, mentor."

Monica nodded and sat back down in her chair.

The several Stigmata Wizards exchanged glances, and they all understood what was going on.

It seems that Lord Lynn cares a lot about this daughter.

Tsk... Of all people to mess with, Warren had to mess with Lynn's daughter.

The reception room was once again filled with polite greetings.

Earth Pulse has obtained information about Lynn's identity, his terrifying talent, and the "All Things" Holy Mark, and is interested in befriending him.

Lynn didn't have any particular likes or dislikes about the earth's pulse, but since his daughter was cultivating here, it wouldn't hurt to say a few good words.

At that moment, a person walked in through the door of the reception room.

He was wearing a dark gray robe and looked to be in his forties, bearing a resemblance to Wardfa.

His eyes were bloodshot, his lips were trembling, and his fingers were clenched into fists inside his sleeves.

This person was Warren.

He already knew about his son from other people.

When Warren learned that his son had been killed on the main road of the academy, he nearly went mad. He never imagined that his son would die in the safety of the academy.

Just as he was preparing to confront the academy and make the murderer pay by any means necessary, a Stigmata Wizard approached him.

Saint Scar coldly told him that his son's death was his own fault, and he had to suppress his anger.

Warren was naturally unwilling to give up and inquired about the killer's situation.

Warren was somewhat bewildered to learn that "Wardfa" was killed for publicly offending the majesty of the Bone Spire's stigmata.

Is this kid stupid?

Even his father wouldn't dare to speak disrespectfully to a Saintly Mark!

The Stigmata continued, "The fault lies with Wardfa. The academy will not offend a Stigmata for this. We will ask him to consider the bigger picture."

And...we made Warren personally come to apologize.