Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 36 Hidden Strength

"He's a super-level powerhouse!"

Luo Ang suddenly stood up, his expression one of shock.

I'd sensed something was off about the kid next door; he was emanating an unnatural life force, his attempt to conceal it was all too obvious. But I just couldn't believe he possessed such astonishing strength.

The height and speed of the leap were something Luo Ang had only ever seen from super-tier combat professionals; elite-tier combat professionals could never achieve such a feat!

No wonder he's so fearless when facing himself.

Are young people these days so terrifying?

Should I try to keep a low profile?

Countless thoughts flashed through the retired court monk's mind. His arm trembled as he picked up the teacup, wanting to take a sip to calm his nerves. However, only bitter tea leaves remained in the cup.

A thirteen-year-old super-level powerhouse is not unprecedented in history. Legend has it that the Hero King entered the Holy Realm at sixteen, creating the Golden Dynasty that has endured for a thousand years.

From then on, people referred to such incomprehensible geniuses as gods or sons of God.

They possess unparalleled talent, far surpassing that of ordinary people. Like a true dragon, they can enter the Saintly Realm upon reaching adulthood, representing the pinnacle of human potential.

Luo Ang's emotions were in turmoil, and he found it difficult to calm down.

Whenever a divine being appears in the world, it signifies the arrival of a new era.

The continental nations have enjoyed peace for far too long. A moment of upheaval and change is about to arrive.

The Kingdom of Ilantishi may be just the beginning…

His jet-black cloak fluttered, distorting the light wherever it passed, like a free bird that soared dozens of meters through the air with each leap.

"Wait a moment, he said he'll be out soon."

The three-eyed raven flapped its wings and flew high up, perching on the head of the demon statue, bowing its head and parting its feathers.

Before Aglaia could have time to think, Taian appeared in front of the branch school gate.

"Master Gargamel, I need to take some people in."

"Go ahead, kid. Since you paid one gold coin, I'll notify you of any visitors from now on."

Aglaia lagged a few steps behind, following behind Taian.

The two entered a realm without light.

After walking a short distance, the young wizard suddenly turned back: "Wait a minute, I'll have Mussophie accompany you to the registrar's office to get your access pass."

"Yes, Lord Tai'an," the tea-haired girl replied timidly.

A sense of distance was inevitable, after all, the two had only met yesterday.

The young boy showed no awareness of the need to be a gentleman, letting the girl carry the heavy wooden tub and luggage herself. He mainly felt that they were too close and there was no need for him to interfere.

Moreover, there is a distinction between master and servant.

Tai'an hopes to establish a proper superior-subordinate relationship and cultivate a capable female secretary or assistant, rather than keeping a capricious canary.

"Girls should also be self-reliant and independent, and not always think about using their gender advantages to gain sympathy and preferential treatment." The young wizard thought to himself naturally.

I walked all the way home with the person.

Tai'an arranged for Aglaia to stay in a room on the second floor.

"From now on, you'll be living here. Settle in, and wait for Mussofi to come back before we have dinner."

Aglaia obediently replied with a "Yes."

Tai'an turned and left, his footsteps fading into the distance.

Aglaia slumped wearily onto the bed, feeling inexplicably dizzy and her hands ached. Once she relaxed, her condition worsened.

"Xiao An! I'm here to freeload a meal!"

The silver-haired loli wobbled as she floated up from her own yard and landed in the open space next door. Her unusual entry triggered an alarm on the guardian statue.

"Attention! Intruder! Attention..."

Silvermoon took out her wand and gently tapped the guardian statue's head, silencing the alarm: "You have no sense at all. I'm your neighbor next door. I'll get you a smarter guardian spirit another day."

"My family isn't serving lunch today, you can go back..." The boy stood behind the girl with a cold expression and a furrowed brow.

Silver Moon looked towards the kitchen: "Isn't Butler Musophile here? I'll have someone send over some snacks and fruit, Xiao An, please don't be shy!"

"Stop right there, I didn't invite you to my house."

"I'm not leaving!"

The two chased each other into the living room.

The young wizard hugged the little girl from behind, intending to take forceful measures.

Yinyue spun around 180 degrees and hooked her arm around Tai'an's neck. Her bright, clear eyes were filled with fervent gaze, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

At this moment, she had taken the initiative and gained the upper hand.

"Xiao An, do you only feel happy when you get a kiss every time?"

Tai'an decisively let go, trying to create distance, but unfortunately a faint mark was still imprinted on her cheek.

"Silver Moon, you're such a nuisance!"

"Hehe, what can I do? Xiao An is so cute!"

The two bickered endlessly, exchanging one sentence after another. Only because the maid brought delicious pastries and fruit did the boy reluctantly agree to let the girl stay.

"Aglaia, come down and eat."

The tea-haired girl's drowsy consciousness was interrupted by the boy's calls.

Aglaia struggled to sit up, supporting herself on the edge of the bed. She seemed to have a fever, and things didn't look good.

The negative consequences of training in the rain this morning are beginning to show. The deficiency in Qi and blood already requires a period of recuperation.

"On the first day, I must not leave a bad impression on Lord Tai'an."

Aglaia took a deep breath and forced herself to cheer up. She took a few weak steps, leaning against the wall, and then pretended to be nonchalant as if nothing had happened and resumed her normal posture.

"Young Master, we're back!"

Mussophie and Gus put down their baskets in the living room one after the other.

"Let's rest for a bit and have something to eat!"

Tai'an gestures to the pastries on the coffee table.

The two of them were quite hungry, so without any hesitation or politeness, they each picked up a few pieces of pastry to tide them over.

"Young Master, I'll go cook." Mussofi glanced at the clock on the wall and realized it was getting late.

On the way back, fearing that the violent jolting might damage the medicinal herbs, the two had no choice but to walk, which took several times longer than the way there.

Tai'an opened the bamboo basket to inspect the medicinal herbs he had bought. The quality of the White Spirit Flower was quite good, and its life force was even stronger than that of the Magic Medicine Garden.

The beautifully packaged wooden box caught his attention.

Musophie forgot to mention Rehmannia glutinosa earlier, but Gus brought it up briefly from the side.

"What's so good about big radishes? I have plenty at home, I'll give you a basket." The silver-haired loli lay comfortably on the cushions, flipping through a storybook, her slender legs swinging in the air.

Tai'an ignored the rich girl's boasting and silently put away the two bamboo baskets.

The life force of a white chrysanthemum flower will be completely lost if it is left outside for a maximum of five days after it is picked.

Therefore, it is best to refine the potion of life as soon as possible.

Rehmannia glutinosa can be stored for a while; there's no need to rush to process it.

A few wisps of smoke rose from the kitchen chimney, releasing a rich aroma of scallions, ginger, and garlic.

About half an hour later, Mussofi brought over a steaming hot meal and carefully placed it on the table.

"Dinner's ready! Let's eat together, don't be shy!" the young patriarch announced loudly.

Three meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup. For the upper-class aristocracy, this was considered rather meager. For the common people, however, it was quite lavish.

Overall, everyone enjoyed the meal.

(End of this chapter)