Chapter 76

"Did you know why I wanted to drink your stamina potion last?" Seville asked, his expression, tone, and eyes all filled with condescension and disdain.

"Sorry, Teacher Seville, I don't know," Jiang Junming replied calmly.

"Even if others are as stupid and foolish as they can be, the potions they brew, no matter how low the efficacy, at least aren't poisonous," Seville said with a hint of a smile. "But look at what you've brewed. I really doubt if you grew up eating slop, and put all the slop you've eaten from childhood into the test tube. What is this?"

As he spoke, Seville picked up the stamina potion Jiang Junming had prepared and held it in front of his eyes. Seemingly unsatisfied, he gently shook the test tube, then raised the potion high so all the young people could see clearly. He said, "This isn't a potion; it's just filth and dirty water. The reason I wanted to drink your potion last is that I would need to find a place to vomit afterward, or perhaps even find someone to save me. I don't want to lose my life here for the meager salary of the Church Academy. Damn it, for a few gold coins, I have to drink this mixture of filth and dirty water."

Jiang Junming didn't expect Teacher Seville's reaction to be so strong, his words so sharp. Even if all the previous harsh words were combined, they didn't seem as cutting as his ridicule now.

Sighing inwardly, Jiang Junming thought that life at the Church Academy wouldn't be easy. He didn't refute Seville's words or feel dejected or sad; he just lamented that he would likely face more hardships at the Church Academy. He wasn't afraid of hardship, but Jiang Junming was somewhat worried about being expelled from the Church Academy.

The surrounding young people burst into laughter. Compared to the insults Seville had just hurled, his current words seemed like gentle comfort. Seeing someone worse off than themselves, these young people felt a bit of relief and happiness.

"Damn it," Seville repeated softly, then took a sip of the stamina potion in his hand.

The surrounding young people were whispering, speculating what even harsher words Seville would say after drinking the potion Jiang Junming had prepared.

After a small taste, Seville fell silent, his facial muscles stiffening and trembling slightly.

Jiang Junming was puzzled. Could the stamina potion he brewed really be poisonous? No way, neither honeysuckle nor prunella can react chemically to produce toxic substances.

Looking at Seville's expression, Jiang Junming suddenly felt a bit worried. If he poisoned the teacher on the first day of class... it would be very difficult for him to stay.

"Who is Master Edaraf to you?" Seville suddenly opened his eyes and asked Jiang Junming.

Edaraf? Who is he? Why is Teacher Seville asking me this? Jiang Junming had countless questions in his mind. Looking into Seville's eyes, it didn't seem like he was mocking him in a different way; he was genuinely asking a question, albeit a very strange one.

"Sorry, Teacher Seville, I don't know who Master Edaraf is," Jiang Junming answered honestly.

Tirada sneered, looking at Jiang Junming. Just after entering, a priest was eager to convert you and make you stand out! You'll be exposed sooner or later. I didn't expect this day to come so soon. What a fool and an idiot, unable to even brew a simple stamina potion. What were those priests thinking, how could they have chosen this fool?

"Junming, I'm not joking with you," Seville said seriously, looking at Jiang Junming to confirm his thoughts.

"Uh... Teacher Seville, I come from Moonlight City, and I really don't know who Master Edaraf is," Jiang Junming said.

"What potion did you brew?" Seville asked, his eyes full of confusion.

The surrounding young people burst into laughter, thinking it was just the sarcastic Seville teacher using a different method to mock Jiang Junming. The more he did this, the happier they were, as if they were watching a farce. The Seville teacher, who had seemed like a devil just now, now looked somewhat cute.

Little Price frowned, lowering his head, unable to bear hearing Seville mock Jiang Junming. This was just the beginning; who knew what would happen next. He hoped Junming would be strong and not cry from the insults.

Tirada suppressed his joy, his expression indifferent, as if nothing had happened. Jiang Junming was just a clown seeking attention; he didn't want to feel happy or excited because of him, as that would lower his own status. That's what Tirada thought.

"Teacher Seville, I brewed a stamina potion," Jiang Junming said.

"That's not right; this is definitely not a stamina potion," Seville said loudly, the test tube he had raised falling and gently swaying in front of him. The potion inside, with its pale and mottled color, gently rippled.

Of course not, that color couldn't be a stamina potion. The surrounding young people all thought so, excitedly guessing what Seville would do next. It seemed cruel to expel someone on the first day, but what could you do if he couldn't even brew a stamina potion?

"This potion has the power to remove impurities, and it's definitely not an ordinary potion. It should be a high-level healing potion... a weak one? No! A moderate one? No! Could it be a strong healing potion?" Seville said softly, as if he had encountered something he couldn't understand.

What... what is he saying? A high-level healing potion? A strong healing potion? Is he just using a different method to mock that kid? The surrounding mocking voices instantly fell silent. No one understood what Seville was saying. How could it be a high-level healing potion with the power to remove impurities? Is he mocking Junming? No, would anyone mock like that?

Tirada was stunned, his indifferent expression becoming wooden and stiff, as if he had suddenly turned into a stone statue, completely unable to understand what Teacher Seville was saying. He had heard of strong healing potions before, but they required very high-level herbs, which couldn't be brewed from honeysuckle and prunella!

"But using honeysuckle and prunella as the main ingredients, it's impossible to brew a higher-level healing potion, and the potion can't contain more divine power. It's really strange. Can you explain how you did it?" Seville's gaze was somewhat lost and wandering, looking at the stamina potion in front of him, as if pondering a difficult problem he couldn't solve.