Chapter 8

"Hello, Senior Brother Li Sitan, my name is Yinfu. I belong to the Gandharva clan of the Eight Classes. I like singing, dancing, and playing instruments. My major is runes, and I also study exorcism. My dream is to become a great hero, whose legend will be sung by bards."

Li Sitan nodded and smiled kindly, "Invited by the principal, everyone has high hopes for you. With the artistic talent of the Gandharvas, you have a good chance of breaking the rune learning record. Keep it up."

"Hello, Senior Brother Li Sitan, I am Motong, a Naga. My major is martial arts, and I also study runes. I don't like complicated things, but I will try my best," Motong said straightforwardly.

Li Sitan smiled and nodded, "Even though runes are a minor subject for you, they can greatly help with martial arts. Study hard."

The principal had already greeted them, and Motong was joining the Rune Academy as a companion reader, but he was also a divine seed.

"Alright, I'm done here. Go to the Triumph Square to gather. The principal will give a speech soon, and someone will send you the course schedule," Li Sitan said and hurried away, clearly thinking that such formalities were a waste of time for a rune master.

On the way, there were only three of them. Motong walked in the middle, using his broad body to block Wang Feng's gaze, but Yinfu still occasionally glanced at Wang Feng, her big eyes filled with curiosity.

Yes, Wang Feng used to look at animals in the zoo like this.

"Junior Sister Yinfu, Junior Brother Motong, from now on, we are comrades in the same trench. We need to help each other. If you have any problems in the human world, you can find me. I have a lot of influence here!" Wang Feng said enthusiastically. No matter what, he needed to make more friends. Otherwise, if he was suddenly buried, no one would know. The more he lived in the sunlight, the safer he would be.

Motong thought about "beating the other to death," but... he couldn't say that. He opened his mouth but choked, his face turning red. His intuition told him that the other person was showing off.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "No, we are the same year. Why should you be the senior? If you want to take advantage of us, forget it!"

Yinfu smiled sweetly, "Yes, Wang Feng, how about we see who studies better, and the better one will be the senior?"

These two kids, Wang Feng smiled slightly, "I am definitely older than you. I have already studied potions for a year at the Rose Cathedral. Class of 97, Principal Kallida discovered my talent and transferred me to runes. So, no matter how you look at it, I am your senior."

Motong glanced at Wang Feng, feeling no trace of genius. This person's face was like a big "stupid."

"Hmph, if you want to be my senior, fine. Let me punch you. If you can take it, I'll recognize you!" Motong said bluntly.

Seeing Motong, who was clenching his fist and eager to attack, Old Wang felt a headache. He was afraid of such unpredictable people. Just making friends, why resort to violence: "Cough, Junior Brother Motong, I study potions and runes, not combat. As a senior, I have to tell you, don't think about beating people up all the time. This will make others look down on you Nagas. If they don't know better, they might think you're a beastman."

"Bullshit! You're the beastman, your whole family is!" Motong was very angry but relaxed his fist. The Nagas were the strongest in physical talent among the Eight Classes, very straightforward. Comparing them to beastmen was the most literary way to insult them.

"Senior Brother Wang Feng, please take care of me in the future," Yinfu was also worried about Motong hitting someone. He often caused trouble, and no one could control him.

"I'll take care of it. I'm not boasting, but in the Rose Cathedral, there's nothing I can't handle. Even Principal Kallida often invites me for tea," Old Wang said without a hint of embarrassment.

"You're lying, Princess Kallida wouldn't have time to care about you!" Motong pouted. The Eight Classes respected Kallida very much. She was a true powerhouse who had fought everyone who challenged her when she came to the Mandala King Academy.

"Ha, Junior Brother Motong, if it weren't for Principal Kallida's special arrangement, I wouldn't have come. Time will prove it," Wang Feng said coolly, thinking, "By then, I might not even be here."

With Old Wang's silver tongue and broad knowledge, he soon had the two of them dazed. Motong didn't admit defeat verbally, but the more he argued with this human, the more he felt like an idiot.

The Triumph Square was already packed. The expansion was effective, at least it looked lively.

The Blade Alliance followed the cathedral system, where power, wealth, and strength were closely tied to the cathedral. Although the new students were only "preparatory" members and not official cathedral members, it was still very attractive.

Yinfu and Motong went to find their teams. The Eight Classes had sent five people this time, all said to be the best of the younger generation. They indeed looked very distinctive. The most eye-catching was the woman in the middle, tall and slender with shiny golden hair. Unfortunately, she wore a delicate mask, so her true face couldn't be seen. This must be the goddess of good fortune, the princess of the Mandala Empire.

Old Wang didn't want to join the crowd and found a corner to relax.

When Kallida descended from the sky in a spectacular manner, the entire Triumph Square erupted in thunderous cheers. Yes, this was their principal, Kallida, the great martial artist!

Kallida was definitely a prominent figure at the Rose Cathedral, immensely popular. Her reforms, though controversial among the upper echelons, were a blessing for ordinary people. After all, who wouldn't want to have something to look forward to, a hope, a chance to become a hero, or at least gain some prestige.

Following Kallida were the mentors of the eight major professions, looking very cool and exuding soul power. Everyone present could feel their strength. The atmosphere, the appearance, it was all about being cool, awesome, and dominant.

Old Wang couldn't help but pick his nose. It was very deliberate. It was clear that this principal, who was different inside and out, was also a master. However, if given time to understand the situation here, who would play who was still uncertain.

(Thank you to "Deng Wei," "Benny Long," and "sglgs888" for the generous rewards, achieving the Nine Heavens Alliance Leader's dominance. I haven't left home for over a month, so I'm so bored I could braid my hair. Time for some fresh air.)

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