Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 57 Mussophie's Past

The blazing, bluish-green flames seemed familiar.

Messophie couldn't help but recall the past.

The endless, vast Misty Mountains are shrouded in white mist year-round. Only at midday, when the weather is clear, can the sun be seen in the sky.

In an unnamed corner of the mountains, there is a valley with a dense bamboo forest, called Bamboo Forest Valley. Inside Bamboo Forest Valley is a village built by panda people, called Panda Village.

Hundreds of years ago, to escape the forced conscription of the orc tribes, the few remaining pandaren fled into the valleys and lived a life of seclusion.

Through generations of reproduction, their numbers have increased from dozens, which were on the verge of extinction, to hundreds.

The highly respected elders will arrange a suitable spouse for each Pandaren.

Mussofi was no exception.

Because he was the most gentle, his spouse was the most violent and a peerless genius named Hua Hua who would often resort to force to subdue others.

As the bamboo knife, wreathed in bluish-green flames, slashed towards her, Ai Qian's face seemed to transform into a ferocious bear's face.

Mussofi instinctively shuddered, leaping backward to dodge the slash, cold sweat pouring down his back and face.

"Lord Mussofi, please don't lose focus during the battle." Ai Qian continued her offensive as she spoke.

"Okay!" Mussofi collected his thoughts, focused his attention, and seized his opponent's weakness.

A light slash landed on the hilt of the sword.

The two began to test their strength. Gritting their teeth, their eyes met.

How could a weak human woman possibly be a match for a bear-man known for his strength?

Perhaps Long En, who is blessed by standing on the earth, could put up some resistance, but Ai Qian could not possibly do it.

Faced with faster speed and greater power, Ai Qian was completely overwhelmed and had no chance to fight back.

Mussofi gently swatted away his opponent, watching Ai Qian retreat more than ten meters on the riverbank, kneeling on one knee on the sand to cushion the fall.

"Madam, would you like to continue?"

"Lord Mussofi, I acknowledge your strength." Ai Qian straightened up, leaning on her sword, and resumed her stance. "To fight a strong opponent is exactly what I crave."

"No, no, no, I'm not a strongman, I'm just an enthusiast." The panda man knew his own strength very well. He was no match for his fiancée or the young master. He could barely manage to do housework and odd jobs. If he really encountered someone ruthless, he would have absolutely no chance of fighting back.

"You're so modest!"

Ai Qian breathed a long sigh of relief, and with just a few words, she was back to her peak condition.

Life-attribute battle aura is far more wondrous than imagined!

By constantly absorbing the life force of the surroundings to nourish themselves, they avoid the most troublesome internal injury problem for warriors. They can almost be carefree in their daily cultivation. As long as they have enough accumulation, advancing to the super-level is almost a natural progression.

In terms of combat, it possesses a reaction speed far exceeding that of its peers, enabling it to detect the enemy's weaknesses when they make a move and thus counterattack to achieve victory.

The two clashed again.

The steady and methodical Mussofi gave Ai Qian no chance to win.

A fair and square fight, until the wooden sword in the opponent's hand is knocked away.

"Gentlemen, let's end our sparring here for today! Don't be discouraged, you're both younger than me..." Mussofi's tone was calm, and his demeanor was admirable.

"Lord Mussophie's strength is indeed superior to mine." Long En quickly offered a compliment so that it would be easier to spar with him in the future.

"Mr. Musophie, it's my turn!" Gus picked up the wooden sword that had fallen to the ground, grinning confidently with his white teeth showing.

"Yes, please make yourselves at home."

Compared to sparring with outsiders, Mussofi prefers training his own rookies. After all, it's less risky and easier; he gets entertained while the rookies improve—isn't that a win-win situation?

The two fought relentlessly! From dawn until the sun was high in the sky…

Guts improved rapidly, essentially adapting to Mussofi's attack rhythm and remaining undefeated for ten consecutive rounds. However, victory still seemed an insurmountable barrier away.

"Butler, you are really strong, really strong! You defeated me so easily without using much strength."

"Young man, don't be discouraged! I can secretly tell you a secret." The panda butler smiled mysteriously, secretly releasing his aura.

In an instant, a massive battle aura shot straight into the sky. From afar, it resembled a monster that had come to life, unrestrained and menacing.

"Battle aura has come back to life..." Guts murmured absentmindedly, confirming a fact in his mind. Musophie was a super-ranked battle-class user.

"Wow, all the butlers of high-ranking noble families are this capable!"

Suddenly, Gus realized that he and Taiya had grown distant.

Recalling the gaze of the guardian Bruno, I felt a faint resonance within myself; I too had once felt such pity.

The Wizard Tower is about to ring its bells.

Tai'an quickly ate some breakfast made by Mussofi.

Mashed potatoes, pork ribs, milk, and boiled quail eggs.

Although it's not a lavish meal, it's convenient, and the mashed potatoes are a good source of carbohydrates.

"Young Master, what would you like to eat for lunch?"

"Go to the market and see what seasonal vegetables are available! Buy a fish and steam it."

"OK."

At nine o'clock sharp, as the school bell rang, Tai'an hurriedly left home.

The little girl next door had been waiting at the door, peering out expectantly.

"Xiao An, take me with you!"

The boy walked over with a cold face and skillfully wrapped the girl around his waist.

It's like taking care of a pet; it's hardly the treatment one would expect from a human being.

Immediately, it entered Sage Mode and leaped into the air at top speed.

"Oh ho!" Silver Moon seemed not afraid at all, but rather very excited. Her gorgeous little dress was upside down, covering her hair.

Xiao An's speed was not much slower than the Magic Car, and his starting speed far surpassed it.

In almost a single breath, they landed in the square in front of the Wizard Tower, where they encountered a large number of students who had come to visit.

Dorothy cast a concerned glance from the crowd and witnessed Tai'an putting down Silver Moon. She sighed with frustration.

I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't find a way to get involved in his life. Should I just shamelessly stick my nose in like Yin Yue did?!

The first class in the morning was on inscription studies.

The main instructor is Youmu.

Unlike her outfit a few days ago, the beautiful instructor changed into a gorgeous dress, and tied her long, light green hair up with a hairband, pinning it up at the back of her head.

A charming smile on her face.

"Children! The following lesson may be a little boring, so please pay attention."

She took out textbooks from her spatial ring, waved her mage hand, and distributed them to each student.

"Inscription Literature" was revised for the third time by Augustine, Youmu, and Kinsiri.

"Without a doubt, inscription is a very complex subject that requires extremely high talent to even begin to learn. The starting requirements are even higher than those for potion-making." Youmu began with a simple opening statement, and then slowly continued, "The definition of inscription is to inscribe magical patterns to fix the effects of spells on objects, producing all sorts of incredible and extraordinary effects."

In theory, everything can be inscribed…

(End of this chapter)