Qian Jin held back a laugh, watching as Biluo slowly, painstakingly, crumpled the acceptance letter. In a way, the reaction of the two warrior cadets just now reflected the Conquest Academy's general view of Biluo. Did this greedy teacher think he could extort money from her?

The oppressive atmosphere in the office instantly transformed, as if the ceiling had suddenly filled with dark clouds, making one desperately want to flee the space.

Moso Kunsa's face darkened further, the scent of stale wine around him seeming ready to weep rain. His fingers drummed incessantly on the desk, his eyes, brimming with rage, fixed a hostile gaze on Biluo. In all his years as a teacher, he had never encountered a student so utterly obtuse!

Wait! Perhaps she felt emboldened because she possessed the official acceptance letter? Moso Kunsa took a deep breath. He realized he might actually have to send a cadet packing; otherwise, if students weren't afraid of him now, what would happen later?

"Let me see the name of my big-shot student..." Moso Kunsa snatched the acceptance letter from Biluo’s hand. "Biluo? Hmph! So your name is Biluo? Biluo! Bi..."

Moso Kunsa suddenly leaped up from his chair as if someone had stuck steel needles into his backside, piercing him through.

Moso Kunsa was struck by the sudden sensation of walking down a street only to be hit by a meteor falling from the sky—his entire head buzzed deafeningly, and even the capacity for coherent thought vanished.

Biluo! The super genius mage whispered about during the entrance exams, the one who cast a single spell that made all other magic cadets collectively forfeit? Heralded as having broken the records of the magic world at such a young age. The super genius who reached the Great Mage realm at the youngest possible age!

Moso Kunsa looked at Biluo, who was staring at the floor, appearing timid and easily frightened, lacking the arrogant, powerful, and intimidating aura that made even proctors fear her, as rumored. He genuinely struggled to reconcile this image with the legendary genius mage.

His hands and feet went cold! Moso Kunsa felt intermittent waves of icy coldness wash over him. Offending a genius mage wasn't the scary part; the truly terrifying prospect was offending the power behind that genius mage.

Who was behind the genius mage? Moso Kunsa didn't know if there were others backing Biluo, but the Dean of their Academy was certainly one of them. Because this genius mage had delayed reporting to the Academy, the Dean’s temper had worsened daily. Not only were the cadets constantly complaining, but even tutors of every department were immediately punished for the smallest mistake.

Now, it wasn't just the students; one of the mandatory daily tasks for the instructors at the Conquest Academy was praying that the genius mage Biluo wouldn't suddenly change her mind and join another War Academy, but would definitely enroll here.

Duan Feng Bu Er stood with his arms crossed over his chest, watching Moso Kunsa, whose face moments ago was smug but now was deathly pale, with a slight smile. "I say, Biluo, the teacher already said you've been expelled. What are you still standing here for? Why don't you leave quickly before you become annoying? I happen to know people at the Royal War Academy; perhaps I can introduce you there? Maybe they'll take pity on you and accept you."

"Don't!" Moso Kunsa’s hand, previously flattened on the desk, shot up immediately. "Absolutely not!"

"Don't what, don't what?" Duan Feng Bu Er sneered, hands spread wide. "Or perhaps the Heavenly Punishment War Academy? I know a few people there too."

Moso Kunsa had already jumped from his spot, positioning his body to block the door leading out of the room, nervously watching Biluo's movements. Simultaneously, he shot a hateful glare at Duan Feng Bu Er, wanting to reprimand him, but for the moment, he couldn't afford it. The priority was keeping Biluo here; if this genius female mage left, the Principal would likely kill him.

"I... I just now..." Moso Kunsa desperately wanted to say he was joking, but seeing Duan Feng Bu Er’s provocative expression, he simply let out a long sigh. "I was wrong. Student Biluo, we have been waiting for you for a very, very long time. Hey, you! Go immediately and inform the Principal that Student Biluo has arrived to register."

The warrior cadet stationed by the door looked at Moso Kunsa—this teacher who always harassed students to extort gifts—and felt immense satisfaction that he had finally made a mistake by offending the one freshman he absolutely couldn't afford to cross. It felt amazing!

Moso Kunsa saw that Biluo showed no intention of leaving, and the tension in his heart slowly eased. His eyes drifted back to the troublesome freshman cadet, Duan Feng Bu Er.

I can't afford to provoke the genius mage, but surely I can handle you, a warrior cadet carrying a saber? Moso Kunsa paced back to the front of his desk and scrutinized Duan Feng Bu Er, mentally scrolling through the list of incoming warrior freshmen again. Finding no one he couldn't afford to offend, he cleared his throat heavily.

"Warriors are a group that values discipline, and also a group that values strength..." Moso Kunsa drew out the final syllables, secretly calculating how to steer the conversation toward an assessment, and then severely punish this young, newly enrolled warrior—preferably beating him badly enough to land him in the hospital.

"Teacher..." Duan Feng Bu Er smiled, repeatedly flexing his shoulders. The power from the dormant primary awakening of his Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline instantly activated. Black, scale-like body armor rapidly covered his form, and his pupils instantly turned into black crystal shards. His ten fingers extended into slender blades, clashing against each other with a sharp metallic friction sound.

The Eight Demon-Subduing Fights! The Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior, one of the noble ten bloodlines of the True Strategem Dynasty, manifested suddenly in the small office. An aggressive aura of fighting spirit expanded, expanded, and expanded further!

Moso Kunsa’s face, which had regained a hint of color, immediately stiffened again. A bloodline warrior!

And a noble Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior! One of the higher-ranked among the Ten Great Bloodlines! Am I dreaming? Not only did the genius mage Biluo arrive today, but the warrior who accompanied her turns out to be a Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior!

Moso Kunsa secretly pinched his thigh. The searing pain confirmed that this was not a dream, but stark reality. The Nine-Headed Serpent warrior families had always joined the Gale War Academy; yet today, one had come to register at the Conquest War Academy.

"Teacher, I am a warrior who doesn't much care for discipline," Duan Feng Bu Er said, resting his hands lightly on the edge of the desk, his eyes, like polished black gemstones, locking onto Moso Kunsa. "According to your meaning, perhaps I am not qualified to join the Conquest War Academy?"

"This..." Moso Kunsa felt as if a heavy hammer had struck his chest. Students had always been compliant in his presence.

Today, a student was behaving so arrogantly. If this were based on his usual character, there would be no question!

But the person before him was a Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior...

"Only powerful warriors possess strong personalities. Our Conquest War Academy has always aimed to cultivate high degrees of freedom for our warriors."

A clear, melodious soprano voice drifted from outside the room, causing even Qian Jin to turn his head involuntarily. He saw the speaker approaching and realized how incredibly young she looked.

Judging by her looks alone, she seemed no older than twenty-two or twenty-three, but her aura suggested a maturity closer to twenty-six or twenty-seven.

Her light blue hair was pulled high into a knot at the back of her head. The fiery red warrior uniform she wore made her look like a ball of flame from a distance, or perhaps a blooming red rose—beautiful! Stunning!

Yet, her presence also carried a warning: do not approach casually, or you will be pricked by her thorns.

"Pr-Principal," Moso Kunsa said, his face both awkward and nervous as he hurried forward, silently praying that Isabella, the newly appointed Principal who had a somewhat peculiar temperament and had only been in the role for a year, might be in a better mood today due to Biluo's enrollment.

"Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline?" Isabella looped her arms across her chest. Her slender yet aesthetically pleasing arms pushed up the mounds on her chest, making for an impressively grand sight. Her light-gold eyes swept up and down Duan Feng Bu Er. "At this age, the Eight Demon-Subduing Fights? Did you awaken your bloodline power naturally by chance? If it was an intentional ritual awakening, you should at least be at the level of a Demon-Subduing Warrior by now."

"As for you..." Isabella turned and shot Moso Kunsa a fierce look. "You nearly drove away the student I’ve been waiting for! We'll settle accounts later!"

"Biluo..." Isabella’s angry expression transformed as she turned to Biluo, her smile becoming like a dew-kissed, vibrant rose—few men could see her and not be moved. "Welcome to the Conquest War Academy. Sister waited quite a long time for you."

Qian Jin watched Isabella’s expression shift back and forth, thinking: Is this the rumored Principal? So young? Her emotions change so rapidly, like the Demon Race clans—they change faces in an instant. Could she be one of the Demoness leaders?

"Greetings, Principal," Biluo continued her deep ninety-degree bow, her large black mage hat bobbing slightly. "I am Biluo. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Isabella breathed a long sigh of relief. Having met her before, she knew this Great Mage girl, who today had only reached her rank, seemed somewhat shy about interacting with strangers. Fortunately, Moso Kunsa hadn't driven her away! Otherwise, she wouldn't feel satisfied even if she skinned him alive.

Now, the more Isabella looked at Biluo, the more she liked her. She worked so hard just to raise the Academy's ranking, earn more funds, and prove to her family that she was the most outstanding!

"Good, good, good. I am excellent now that you are here. I couldn't be better," Isabella's eyes curved into crescents from smiling. "I didn't expect that not only would you come, but you also brought me a Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior! I recall that Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warriors only join the Gale War Academy. It seems my luck is extremely good this year."

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