Isabella smiled, fixing her gaze on the trio of Qian Jin. Anyone who could arrive alongside a genius mage and a Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior must also be quite capable.

"And the three of you are?"

"Fen Tu Kuang Ge."

"Fen Tu Kuang Ge? The top scorer of the Xizhou assessment? A descendant of a mundane warrior's War God family? You are also here to join our Conquest War Academy?"

Isabella felt as if her heart was soaring. The pent-up frustration of the past few days had vanished entirely with Biluo's appearance, and seeing the Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior had already filled her with immense joy. To think that even a cadet from the Fen Tu family had come to the Conquest War Academy—while the warriors of the Fen Tu family might not surpass the bloodline warriors, this clan served as the spiritual leaders for the vast populace of mundane warriors. Any academy securing a Fen Tu family warrior brought great honor, a fact even the haughty Royal War Academy took immense pride in when recruiting descendants of the Fen Tu line.

Every year, aside from bloodline warriors and genius mages, the only other cadets fiercely sought after by the major War Academies were those from the Fen Tu family and the descendants of a few select warrior clans.

"Excellent! Very good! Young warrior of the Fen Tu family, you truly have excellent judgment." Isabella raised a hand to cover her red lips, laughing uncontrollably, utterly unable to conceal her inner delight. "Rest assured! Upon joining this academy, I will personally assign you one-on-one instruction from the most outstanding teacher! He might not be the strongest warrior instructor in terms of raw power, but his ability to mentor students is unparalleled! Furthermore, your Doujing and Doushi will be fully issued to you. You will be given absolute priority for any trial exchanges."

Moso Kunsa secretly breathed a sigh of relief. So this person was a scion of the Fen Tu family? It was fortunate he hadn't launched any attacks or penalties against him; that would have been disastrous.

Moso Kunsa glanced stealthily at Qian Jin and Cheke Fulit, secretly speculating if these two were also young warriors from some influential family, or perhaps even bloodline warriors who had awakened their lineage power.

Isabella cast a half-smile toward Qian Jin. A young warrior accompanying a genius mage, a Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior, and a Fen Tu family warrior was certainly worth looking forward to.

"And your names, the two of you?"

"Cheke Fulit."

"Qian Jin."

Isabella paused slightly, her eyebrows slowly drawing toward her brow as she rapidly searched the memories in her mind. She couldn't recall any record of glory associated with the name or surname Cheke Fulit. However, the 'Qian' in Qian Jin...

"Qian Jin, are you perhaps from the Qian family?" Isabella's expression shifted to one of intense interest. Moso Kunsa’s heart immediately tightened. Could it be? The Qian family of Ultimate Bloodline Warriors? Hadn't they been expected to arrive at the Conquest Academy later? Had someone arrived early?

"The Qian family?" Qian Jin gently shook his head. Any descendant of the Qian family whose bloodline awakening failed, if they engaged in business, they were permitted to outwardly claim lineage from the Qian family of the Elven King bloodline warriors; this held true even in politics. However, as a warrior, this was not permissible.

"Any descendant of the Qian family who has not awakened the Elven King bloodline warrior is forbidden from becoming a warrior! Any descendant of the Qian family who persists in becoming a warrior without awakening bloodline power is forbidden from claiming the title of Qian family member; the moment they step onto the path of the warrior, they are struck from the Qian family genealogy.

The Qian family produces only the powerful, noble, and incomparably glorious Elven King Bloodline Warriors! The genealogy already holds no record of Qian Jin's name."

"It just so happens that my surname is also Qian," Qian Jin said with a faint smile. Every copper coin earned during his life within the Qian family was gained through his own effort or earned by his father serving the family; he owed the Qian family nothing. Rather, it was his father! His father had given too much to the Qian family, yet received nothing in return.

Those lofty Elven King bloodline warriors acted as if this was simply their due. They could effortlessly leap onto a warhorse, yet they still trod upon the backs and shoulders of those Qian family descendants who had failed to awaken their bloodline power just to mount their horses.

"Is that so?" Isabella tapped her chin lightly with her slender fingers, her eyes, misty and agile, turning rapidly. "Then I recall that none of the assessed cadets at the Conquest War Academy this year bear the surname Qian, nor is there a young warrior named Cheke Fulit."

Qian Jin glanced at Cheke Fulit. This young warrior, hailing from the demon race, would easily attract widespread attention if he were to unleash the power of a Demon-Slaying Warrior—which would not be advantageous for Cheke Fulit.

If his Fallen Angel bloodline warrior status were discovered by the Dynasty, it would result in extremely dire consequences. Execution would be the lightest punishment; he might well be captured alive only to endure a fate where death is impossible, spending his days being dissected by those fanatical mysterious apothecaries.

Cutting, drawing blood, tearing bones—Qian Jin would never forget Oulala’s mysterious apothecary, that strange woman who was very possibly a Grandmaster of Mysterious Apothecary arts, whose research into hybrid creatures could only be described as brutally gruesome.

Low profile. At the Conquest Academy, if Cheke Fulit could remain inconspicuous, it was best to stay that way.

Qian Jin patted Cheke Fulit, and together they pulled out the letter of recommendation from the Torrent Fortress. "Headmaster, we were recommended by the Torrent Fortress."

"Torrent Fortress?" Isabella's slender eyebrows shot high on both sides, her arms crossed over her chest freezing mid-embrace, causing the muscles on her shoulders to tense. The smiling expression on her face gradually gave way to gloom and displeasure.

More cronyism! Isabella’s smiling crescent eyes narrowed into thin, blade-like slits, icy displeasure flashing as she assessed Qian Jin and Cheke Fulit. She silently cursed Mu Gui Wuxin, that stupid bear! The Conquest War Academy had always occupied the mid-to-lower ranks among the Higher War Academies, unable to break into the top tier for years.

Two years! It had been a full two years! Isabella sighed heavily. She had served as this academy's headmaster for two whole years only out of obligation to the previous headmaster’s kindness, and to prove that female warriors were in no way inferior to their male counterparts in any aspect.

In these two years, Mu Gui Wuxin had introduced no connected students at all.

Isabella’s fingers drummed rapidly on her arm. She had thought the clumsy bear understood that to elevate the status of the Torrent Fortress, the standard of warriors at the Conquest War Academy must be raised. To think that this year, he would introduce two connected students at once!

What did she take the Conquest War Academy for? Isabella’s beautiful lips curled with increasing dissatisfaction. This was no dumping ground for failures! The Conquest War Academy had not a single surplus Doushi or instructor resource to waste on these privileged cronies! It was the previous headmaster's lax management that allowed various factions to send their favored students; otherwise, Conquest had a chance to enter the top five Higher Academies.

Moso Kunsa furtively observed Isabella’s face, so gloomy it looked as if rain was about to fall, and his excitement spiked. Wonderful! Salvation was finally at hand! This terrifying headmaster clearly knew about the incident where I almost drove Biluo away and would not let me off lightly! I never expected that legendary divine being hadn't abandoned me, the connected student! Moso Kunsa was so happy he nearly burst out laughing. Headmaster Isabella loathed connected students the most! Any action that consumed even a minuscule amount of the Conquest War Academy’s resources was considered a monumental offense in Headmaster Isabella's eyes!

The academy had a regulation, established by the very first headmaster, that every member joining the Conquest War Academy would receive a basic monthly allocation of Doushi resources—a rule even Headmaster Isabella couldn't overturn!

If he could just help the Headmaster get rid of these two connected students who intended to monopolize the school’s resources, Moso Kunsa nodded internally. That’s right! If these two were driven out, the Headmaster would surely calm down, and perhaps wouldn't pursue the matter of Biluo just now. Furthermore...

Moso Kunsa glanced at Duan Feng Bu’er not far away. The anger he felt from being provoked by that bloodline warrior could now be vented onto these two connected students, and it would also serve to intimidate that bloodline warrior—letting him know that the academy's teachers were not to be trifled with.

Yes, this was perfect! Moso Kunsa saw Isabella’s narrowed eyes slowly beginning to open and grew more anxious. Once the Headmaster's eyes were fully open, my chance to act would be gone!

"Connected students?" Moso Kunsa stepped forward diagonally in front of Isabella, his sparse eyebrows twitching menacingly. "How much did you pay the Torrent Fortress to arrange this?"

Isabella’s half-closed eyes revealed a flicker of acknowledgment. Everyone knew the Torrent Fortress was short on funds; the only question was how much these two warriors had paid? If Moso Kunsa could truly find a way to dismiss these two connected students, then the penalty levied against him might be lessened. The Torrent Fortress... Isabella frowned at the mention of the Torrent Fortress. In a way, the Torrent Fortress was a superior authority to the Conquest War Academy. It was difficult to dismiss connected students they sent, and in the future, many cadets from the Warrior Academy would end up joining the Torrent Fortress.

That was life! Even warriors needed to earn money to care for their families, and a structure like the Warrior Guild, represented by the Torrent Fortress, could offer warriors greater security and opportunities for fairness. "Forget it! I won't concern myself with how much you paid. Since you possess recommendation letters from the Warrior Guild, the academy must accept you."

Moso Kunsa raised his arm and repeatedly rotated his wrist. Today, he was determined to beat this person until he ended up in the hospital! "However, as instructors of the school, we also possess the right to test the cadets..."