Chapter 48: Under the Sky

Among the more than a hundred people, those who had advanced to the rank of Saint and operated in the second zone made up the majority. After those who had paid with a first-stage magic core stepped out, only about thirty people remained, leaving the students who were unaware of the third zone's conditions very puzzled. Although the third zone was filled with second-stage magic beasts, these were generally of lower offensive power. For a Saint who had already condensed a holy weapon, dealing with a single magic beast alone might be impossible, but as long as a few people worked together, hunting magic beasts in the third zone was not overly difficult. It was certainly easier than students who had not yet reached the Saint level hunting first-stage magic beasts. After all, the holy weapons in the hands of Saints were extremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary iron weapons. Logically, the chances of students completing their tasks in the third zone should have been much higher than those operating in the second zone. However, the result was unexpected: only a pitiful few dozen people in the third zone completed their tasks, far fewer than those in the second zone.

When the first student approached the teacher responsible for receiving the magic cores, he directly took out all the magic cores from his spatial waist belt and gently placed them on the table. This student had only three magic cores.

The teacher, who was about fifty years old and responsible for the review, nodded slightly after a casual glance at the three first-stage magic cores. "Not bad, you've passed. What's your name?"

"Teacher, my name is Cheng Yunfeng," the young man who had submitted the magic cores said with a happy face. The words "not bad" were already a sign of the teacher's praise, and receiving such praise from the teacher was a great honor for him.

The teacher picked up a pen and recorded it on the paper, then said, "Return your spatial waist belt to the academy, take your magic cores, and here is your honor badge. Be sure to keep it safe." Saying this, the teacher took out a badge from under the table and handed it to the student.

The student happily responded, carefully holding the honor badge with both hands, and then walked down from the platform with excitement.

"Next!"

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Subsequently, students one by one brought their magic cores to the old teacher for appraisal and recording. The appraisal process was very fast, and in a short time, dozens of people had already passed. Among them, the fewest had only two magic cores, while the most had even taken out eight first-stage magic cores, which made the old teacher who was doing the appraisal slightly surprised.

At this moment, it was the turn of a handsome and extraordinary young man to have his magic cores appraised. The young man had a small scar on his forehead, which seemed to have been recently injured in the forest. There was still a faint trace of blood around the scar.

The young man calmly approached the old teacher, silently unfastened his spatial waist belt, and then took out the magic cores one by one, placing them on the table. As he took out more and more magic cores, the table soon had six first-stage magic cores. The young man did not stop there and continued to take out more magic cores from his spatial waist belt, unhurried and calm, showing that he was a very steady person.

When the young man had taken out six magic cores, the teacher responsible for the review finally came to life, a faint smile appearing on his old face, and he nodded slightly, looking at the young man with a hint of admiration.

Soon, the young man had taken out ten magic cores from his spatial waist belt. At this point, the old teacher's expression changed, and his gaze was filled with surprise rather than admiration. For someone who had not yet reached the Saint level to hunt ten magic cores in a forest full of first-stage magic beasts was not an easy task. Moreover, his actions indicated that he had not yet finished taking out all the magic cores from his spatial waist belt.

The students behind the young man were stunned by the number of magic cores he had taken out. They had spent a great deal of effort to obtain just two or three magic cores, which they considered a very good result, and many felt proud of it. The young man had taken out several times more magic cores in just three days, which was shocking. They deeply understood how difficult it was to hunt first-stage magic beasts with their non-Saint level strength and iron weapons.

The young man did not pay attention to the others' reactions, as if he had not seen them. He continued to take out the magic cores from his spatial waist belt, one by one, without stopping. Soon, the table had fifteen magic cores, and the young man still showed no signs of stopping, calmly taking out more.

At this moment, all the teachers on the platform focused their attention on the young man, their faces filled with amazement and disbelief. To hunt over ten magic beasts in three days with less than Saint-level strength was almost impossible, unless the magic beasts were severely injured.

Vice Dean Bai En, sitting on the platform, smiled faintly and said, "His name seems to be Mu Tian. He entered the academy last year and advanced from the eighth layer of Holy Power to the peak of the tenth layer in just one year. This speed is quite impressive. It's said that he even attempted to break through to the Saint level, although he ultimately failed. Nevertheless, the Mu family has produced a good seedling this time." He paused, then looked at Changyang Xiangtian and Tietan, who were waiting in line, and murmured, "I'm really looking forward to the results of Changyang Xiangtian and Tietan. It's said that they even went to the third zone on the last day to hunt second-stage magic beasts. Two people who are clearly not yet at the Saint level, using iron weapons, managed to hunt second-stage magic beasts. Oh, my God, it's truly unbelievable. If I hadn't seen them kill a second-stage magic beast with no damage, I wouldn't have believed it. It seems that not only has the Dean found a good disciple, but the Changyang Manor, which has been dormant for over a hundred years in Luer City, will also shine again in the future because of Changyang Xiangtian."

When the young man had taken out twenty-three first-stage magic cores from his spatial waist belt, he finally stopped, looking calmly at the old teacher responsible for the review. "Teacher, these are the magic cores I hunted."

The old teacher's gaze swept over the twenty-three magic cores, and he took a deep breath, his eyes shining as he looked at the young man. "What's your name?"

"Mu Tian," the young man replied, his tone very calm.

The old teacher's gaze became more intense, and he asked, "Mu Tian, did you hunt these magic cores alone, or did you work with others?"

Mu Tian's expression did not change, as this was something he had expected. "Teacher, these magic cores are all the result of my own efforts."

Hearing this, the old teacher's gaze toward Mu Tian changed. He looked deeply at Mu Tian, his admiration fading, and then smiled and nodded. "Good! Good! Good! Mu Tian, very well. Your performance is outstanding. I hope you continue to work hard." The old teacher did not ask how Mu Tian had obtained the twenty-three magic cores, as that was not important. What mattered was that Mu Tian had achieved these results through his own efforts. After all, in the Tianyuan Continent, strength was everything, and as long as you achieved the final victory, no one would say anything about the means used.

Hearing the old teacher's praise, Mu Tian's face showed a faint smile.

At this moment, the old teacher took out a sky-blue waist belt and a badge and handed them to Mu Tian. "Mu Tian, this is your spatial waist belt, and this is your honor badge. Keep them safe."

Mu Tian calmly took the spatial waist belt and the honor badge, put the twenty-three first-stage magic cores back into his spatial waist belt, and then walked down from the platform. Throughout the process, Mu Tian did not show any pride or arrogance, remaining very calm.

Jian Chen's gaze followed Mu Tian as he walked down from the platform. In his heart, he had already remembered Mu Tian's name. Intuitively, he felt that Mu Tian was not an ordinary person and would achieve great things in the future, though he did not know which path he would take.

Because of Mu Tian's impressive feat of taking out twenty-three magic cores at once, the subsequent students' magic cores did not cause much of a stir. Most of them had only two magic cores, and only a few had more than two. Apart from Mu Tian, who had twenty-three, the most anyone else had was eight.

The review process was very fast, and soon it was Jian Chen's turn. At this moment, the Vice Dean and a few other teachers' eyes lit up, their gazes fixed on Jian Chen, showing great interest. Vice Dean Bai En, who had been leaning back in his chair, sat up straight, his eyes filled with anticipation. Although he knew that Jian Chen had hunted many magic beasts in the forest, he did not know how many "many" was.

Jian Chen calmly approached the old teacher responsible for the review. He looked at the table, which was about two meters long, and showed a slightly troubled expression. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Teacher, can we change to a larger table?"

"Huh?" The old teacher, who was responsible for the review, was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding. "What did you say?"

Looking at the small table, which already had some clutter on it, Jian Chen showed a helpless expression. The table was too small to hold all the magic cores that almost filled his spatial waist belt.

"Yes, teacher, can we change to a larger table? This one is too small." Jian Chen continued.

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