Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 4 Sister Taiya

"Young Master, it's too dangerous up there, come down quickly!" Mussofi shouted anxiously from under the big tree.

"Wait, the scenery around here is really nice." From his vantage point, Tai'an looked around with satisfaction.

The obelisk wizard tower, representing the wizarding academy, has a dark gray exterior with red and turquoise inscriptions that flash alternately.

At the top of the obelisk, a large amount of magical energy gathered and condensed into a giant magical eye.

The master of the tower can face enemies many times stronger than themselves. In contrast, the Mage Division has pristine white mage towers. These are more slender and taller, and there are three of them, arranged in an equilateral triangle.

Tai'an leaped into the air, his body floating lightly as a feather as he fell.

Featherfall Spell, a basic spell, makes the caster and the ground share the same magnetic poles, using the principle of like poles repelling each other to slow down the descent speed to some extent.

"Young Master! That was absolutely awesome!" The panda man was about to jump up to catch him when Tai'an landed safely. "When did you learn that move?"

"A little trick I picked up on the way here," Tai'an said with a reserved smile.

In truth, the Featherfall spell isn't particularly profound, but generally it can only be used on objects. The caster cannot apply magnetism to themselves because their flesh and blood cannot withstand the erosion of magical essence to become magnetized; this can only be achieved indirectly through inscribed equipment.

The walk, which should have taken thirty minutes, was completed in less than five minutes for the two of them. They even lingered along the way and played for a while.

I have to say, the jumping technique is really useful.

Taking flight by utilizing jumping power, aside from the disadvantage of difficulty in turning, results in a qualitative leap in speed, almost like a sublimation, easily breaking through previously unattainable limits.

"arrive!"

Tai'an stopped in front of the Wizarding Academy's gate.

The panda butler landed breathlessly behind him: "Young Master, you're so fast!"

"Boy! Is it your servant?" Gargamel, the three-eyed raven, stood atop the demon statue, looking down at it.

"Yes, Lord Gargamel," Tyrion admitted.

"I suggest you go to the academic affairs office now to get an access pass! Otherwise, it will be very troublesome to get in and out in the future."

The Three-Eyed Raven leaped down from the sky and landed on the Pandaren's head.

Mussophie was quiet and did not resist.

"Hey, a rare orc, not bad-tempered at all!" The three-eyed raven took the opportunity to pluck a tuft of feathers from the panda's head and flapped its wings and flew away.

Mussofi quickly covered his head, belatedly realizing he was being chased away.

"Let's go to the academic affairs office!" Tai'an was worried that the butler was going bald.

"Oh!" Mussophie responded.

The two sprinted a few steps and resumed their leaping motion.

The three-eyed raven watched their departing figures from afar, and slowly opened its third eye, which had been tightly closed.

"Is this brat here to cause trouble at the Wizarding Division? The skill of leaping isn't something an ordinary combatant can master..."

Two afterimages, one in front and one behind, leaped between the tree branches.

He jumped from a height of more than ten meters, and his blood and qi only surged slightly.

"Young Master, please slow down!" The panda man was so tired that he stuck out his tongue.

When I arrived at the administration office again, the friendly uncle who used to greet me had been replaced. In his place was a woman with a stern face, probably over fifty years old, with wrinkled skin and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The first thing that struck me was her bright red lips.

"To obtain a servant's entry and exit permit, two gold coins are required, along with the insurance premium."

"So expensive!"

Based on purchasing power, one gold coin could buy three cows and be exchanged for one hundred silver dollars. One silver dollar could be exchanged for one hundred copper pence. Below that was the smaller unit of exchange, the iron coin, whose exchange rate with copper pence fluctuated between one-tenth and several-tenths.

Tai'an gritted his teeth, knowing he would have to bleed heavily today. He took out two gold coins from his spatial ring and placed them on the table.

Without looking up, the middle-aged woman took out a box of blank ID tags from the drawer and ordered Mussofi to stand in front of the camera and have her headshot taken.

Then comes the registration process, and that's how you go through the whole procedure...

"You must keep it safe! Don't lose it..." Taian carefully attached the identification tag to Mussophie's overalls and earnestly instructed her.

"By the way, young master! Should we inform your sister?" the panda butler asked cautiously.

Tai'an frowned slightly, caught in a dilemma.

He intended to play dumb. However, such an approach would most likely result in a backlash that only escalates the situation.

From childhood to adulthood, my older sister, Taeya, has always been my biggest trouble.

"Alright! I got it. I'll go find her now." The two sneaky figures went into stealth mode.

Taiya, a fifth-year student at the Mage Division.

With stunning looks and outstanding abilities, she is hailed as one of the four beauties of Violet Academy.

Tai'an was conflicted and hesitated to take the first step. The short journey to the Dharma Master's branch was delayed by more than ten minutes.

"Musophie, do you know her dorm room?"

"Let's ask someone! After all, the young lady is a celebrity."

The panda butler appeared out of thin air, quickly attracting the attention of the girls nearby.

"Excuse me, do you know where Miss Tayya is?" With her charm and social skills, Mussofi easily found out Tayya's location: "She's in the arena."

The enormous building, resembling a stadium, is located in the northwest corner of the college and is said to be able to accommodate 100,000 people watching the event.

From afar, I could hear the deafening roar of people breaking through the clouds.

The arena has four entrances and exits. Tai'an and Mussofi followed the flow of people and entered through the third entrance.

Next game.

The Red Maple Family's Greenfield versus the Green Forest Family's Carlo Jones.

Around a long, dark brown table, several boys dressed in Squadron uniforms were selling betting odds, loudly announcing the latest odds.

Gambling is inherent to human nature. The academy did not stop it, but only collected a portion of the tax to maintain the arena's facilities.

Taian and Mussofi ascended the stairs to the highest point of the stands. Looking down, they had a panoramic view.

"Where is Tayya?" The boy was unwilling to call the little girl "older sister."

The panda steward scratched his head anxiously. Most bear-men were nearsighted, and there were at least several thousand people in the audience.

"Found it!" Tai'an released his mental perception and sensed the familiar soul fluctuations.

Surrounded by a galaxy of noblewomen, Taeya firmly occupies the center position.

Her hair was jet black, her face perfectly delicate, her lips full and red, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling, and a beauty mark at the corner of her eye. Her skin was flawless and her figure incredibly alluring—it was hard to imagine that such a woman could be a seventeen-year-old girl.

As if by telepathy, Taiya suddenly turned around and looked in Tai'an's direction, waving excitedly.

"Excuse me, my brother is coming!"

"Is he Tayya's brother?"

"They look really cute..."

The noble girls gossiped amongst themselves, and some, unable to contain their curiosity, excitedly followed behind Taiya.

(End of this chapter)