Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 94 Son of Gods

As the smoke and dust cleared, hope's figure slowly descended from the sky, her eyes sweeping vacantly over the surroundings.

The desertified land is deserted; there is no sign of human life.

"Is it over?"

"Was I a little too much?"

"He's still a child..."

"But shouldn't both sides in a battle fight with all their might? That's the only way to show respect to each other?"

The warning and sensory lines deployed around her snapped at the same time. Before hope could react, a small, childlike fist gently pressed against her back.

The atmosphere was silent.

The pink-haired mature woman's tense back gradually relaxed, seemingly giving up the resistance, and a faint bitterness appeared on her face.

"You won so easily..."

"You flatter me..." the boy said with a smug smile.

If the force had been a little stronger, hope would have instantly teleported without hesitation, but unexpectedly it was a light punch, not even enough to pound someone's back.

"The score is settled!"

Tai'an tucked his fist behind his back and looked at Deyoulan, who was leaping closer.

"Young man, consider my proposal. I can give you both of my daughters in marriage, and the centuries-old heritage of the Tulip family is yours to use as you please," De Yulan persuaded, still harboring ulterior motives.

"Do I look like someone who can't resist the temptations of wealth and beauty?" Tai'an asked, frowning.

"Don't be so sure of yourself. You're young and don't understand things yet. You'll definitely regret it later. At least name your price so I can give up completely."

De Yulan was always fascinated by the divine lineage, and the more he consulted historical records, the more obsessed he became.

The divine being signifies the end of human evolution! Adulthood is the realm of sainthood, which can be understood as a true dragon in human form, born to stand at the top of the food chain.

Their direct descendants inherit certain talents to varying degrees. Their probability of achieving sainthood is far higher than that of ordinary people.

The probability has increased from less than one in ten million to less than one in ten!

Without any training, their physical abilities surpass those of ordinary elite combatants…

Those who value family lineage will inevitably prioritize the qualities of their descendants. Only with absolute power can nobles rightfully stand at the top of the pyramid and enjoy priority in resource allocation.

The essence of the world is survival of the fittest.

"I've noticed something's wrong with your thinking. Marriage should be decided by your children themselves! Forcing a marriage is no different from bestiality. Have you even asked them what they think?" the young boy rebuked righteously.

"I wouldn't harm them, would I?" Deyulan said dismissively. "Staying at home and making their own decisions is much easier than getting married! Enough nonsense, didn't you see my daughters didn't object? Name your price..."

Tai'an pondered for a moment, realizing that the Tulip family's wealth likely far exceeded his expectations. After all, they were a leading noble family in the western part of the Violet Kingdom, with vast and fertile territory rich in mineral resources. A set of fine gold inner armor might be something they could produce without even batting an eye.

"A set of fine gold armor!"

"What did you say!" De Yulan exclaimed in disbelief, raising his voice.

Tai'an had no choice but to patiently repeat it again.

"You're really good at bullying! Adamantite, huh? Armor? Do you know how heavy Adamantite armor is? Besides, while Adamantite is immune to all magic, it's not truly invincible. Its weaknesses are obvious. First, it can't be inscribed, missing out on a chance for comprehensive improvement. Second, there's the weight issue. Adamantite's density is several times that of gold; a suit of armor weighs at least several hundred kilograms, severely impacting your agility. You don't want to become a punching bag, do you? Third, Adamantite can't block energy transmission. Like my daughter's attack just now, Adamantite couldn't withstand it; you'd still be dead inside the armor. What's more, there are spatial spells. Super-tier spells like Spatial Severing are something Adamantite armor can't withstand, and you're too slow..."

"Don't worry about it. I was just saying it casually to make you give up."

"Fine, you win! I'll find a way to get him here..."

"Hey, don't take it seriously..."

One by one, figures fell from the sky, many of them familiar faces.

"Madam Vice Principal, may I ask what has happened here?" The necromancer Alice stood on a dark brown magic carpet, holding a cane-shaped magic wand.

"The duel went a bit too far, so there's no need to panic," hope explained while simultaneously transmitting his thoughts.

"Tsk tsk! That's intense. They must have unleashed some super-level magic..." Demon Hunter Instructor Ginsley concluded at a glance.

"Next time, could you please stay further away! You've disturbed the slumber of the dead." The lich Gargamel unleashed his cold and merciless will.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Gargamel," Hi quickly apologized.

"This is the last time!" The lich floated away into the air.

"The nearby forest has been severely damaged, Ms. Xi, I'll help you repair it!" Youmu suggested casually, her gaze fixed on Tai'an.

"Thank you very much." hope bowed gracefully.

The duel has come to an end.

Tai'an set off, leaping lightly through the woods, when suddenly he sensed someone chasing him: "Hey, why are you still following me?"

Deyulan shouted in response, "Kid, do you want to learn some combat skills? I can teach you for free..."

"Are you really that kind?" Tai'an stopped at the top of a tree.

"Of course!" Deyulan said with a smile. "I'm known for being a know-it-all! A lack of combat skills can severely limit the performance of one's strength, you should know that."

"Okay! Let's practice again next week if we have time! I've been too busy lately..."

Tai'an really needs a sparring partner, and the tough De Youlan volunteering to come to their door is perfect.

"By the way, there's something I want to tell you."

"Speaking."

"Please don't reveal your identity! If you don't want to reproduce endlessly, you'd better keep a low profile."

"With my strength, who can force me to do anything?"

"That's hard to say... You have to understand, there are nearly ten breeding dragons in the kingdom, and all the sub-dragon species are descended from them... Gods are far more valuable than dragons... Rather than spending a huge amount of resources to cultivate a mediocre offspring, or easily obtaining an offspring with outstanding talent, what do you think a shrewd noble would choose?"

"Hmm... Thanks for reminding me..."

In fact, even without Deyulan's reminder, Taian had already planned to stay hidden in the academy, using his identity as a wizard as a cover. Meeting him was truly an unexpected situation.

At the time, he intended to conceal his identity as a spellcaster, but he never expected that his full strength would be exposed.

It can only be said that plans can never keep up with changes! Reality is always full of surprises and variables; it doesn't need any logic, and is even absurd, ridiculous, without any bottom line, and subverts all moral values...

Less than half an hour after leaving, Tai'an returned to the branch dormitory.

In the quiet living room, only Liadrin remained, taking a nap on the sofa.

Everyone went shopping together, including Taiya's coordinates.

"Anyway, let's go make the medicine first!"

Tai'an silently calculated the time, as he planned to borrow books from the Wizard Tower's library that evening.

(End of this chapter)