Chapter 100

Yuanping, the largest city and capital of the Iron Qin Empire, is where the largest estate in the city belongs to Mu Rong Pai, the president of the School Union Association. The School Union Association is responsible for all the magical martial academies in the Iron Qin Empire, and the annual "Flag Capture Competition" is organized by the association.

Logically, someone as powerful as Mu Rong Pai should have everything he needs, but recently, he has been very troubled, finding everything unsatisfactory. He even delegated all the association's affairs to his assistant, Bo Sibi.

"All the magical martial academies in Yuanping can't find a single person with exceptional talent in water magic. Have all the talents in the Iron Qin Empire died out?"

Sitting in a soft chair, Mu Rong Pai panted, a white beard trembling with his chest's rise and fall. Despite his advanced age, his complexion was rosy, and his eyes seemed to contain a piercing light. Dressed in a luxurious magic robe, he resembled a star in the night sky, matching the magic staff beside him.

As a Three-Star Magic Emperor, whose magical prowess almost reached the pinnacle of the Iron Qin Empire, he was now troubled by the inability to find a water magic disciple who could satisfy him.

"Jian Lao, don't be so smug. My disciple will definitely surpass yours!"

Thinking of Jian Suqi's smug face, Mu Rong Pai felt a surge of anger. Jian Suqi was his old friend and also a Three-Star Magic Emperor. They had known each other for decades but often argued over trivial matters. Perhaps because their magic attributes were opposite, they always tried to outdo each other, proving their superiority. They had fought countless times in their youth, always ending in a draw. In their old age, they no longer fought physically, but their verbal spats increased.

Recently, his old friend had brought a new disciple to show off, saying, "It's a great regret that we couldn't determine a winner, but in terms of choosing disciples, you definitely don't match me..."

Hearing this, Mu Rong Pai couldn't back down and boasted, "Within a month, I will definitely find a disciple with even greater potential than yours."

Although he later realized he had fallen for a provocation, he thought that with the numerous magical martial academies in the capital, which gathered talents from all over, and his position as the president of the School Union Association, finding a water magic disciple with extraordinary talent would be easy.

However, when he actually started searching, he realized it was more difficult than he thought. After half a month, he found several people with exceptional talent, but they were either combat masters or had magic attributes other than water.

He then understood why Jian Suqi was so happy. Finding a disciple with the same magic attribute and exceptional talent was indeed not easy. But Mu Rong Pai couldn't bear to admit defeat.

"If only Wen were a water magic user!"

Thinking of his granddaughter, Mu Rong Wen, his mood improved slightly. She was exceptionally intelligent from a young age and could be considered a once-in-a-century genius in magic. At a young age, she had already reached the rank of Seven-Star Magic Master and won the championship in last year's "Flag Capture Competition" by herself.

Unfortunately, Mu Rong Wen's magic attribute was wind, so she couldn't inherit Mu Rong Pai's legacy. Otherwise, she would have been the perfect choice.

"President, there are some documents that need your signature!"

Just as Mu Rong Pai was at a loss, a middle-aged man, his assistant Bo Sibi, approached.

"President, if we can't find a suitable candidate in the capital, why not look in other cities?" Bo Sibi suggested after putting away the signed documents.

"If we can't find one in the capital, it's even less likely in other cities." Mu Rong Pai sighed, not holding out any hope.

"Maybe we will! Even if we don't find one, it could be a good way to clear our minds."

"You arrange it!"

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Dongfang Jinxuan came out of Dongfang Xiuzhe's room, looking very unhappy.

"This little fifth brother, actually not being honest with his second sister. I won't take him out to play next time."

Dongfang Jinxuan thought angrily, completely forgetting how she had obtained the storage ring on her finger. She had just gone to ask Dongfang Xiuzhe about the questions that had been bothering her, but her cute little brother had dodged her questions, giving her no useful information.

Using her woman's intuition and years of mercenary experience, she felt there was something wrong with her brother. The question now was how to get these secrets out of him.

"I won't give up!"

With a determined expression, Dongfang Jinxuan's curiosity about Dongfang Xiuzhe only increased.

The next morning, Dongfang Jinxuan came to Dongfang Xiuzhe's small courtyard again, carrying a lot of delicious food.

"Little fifth, are you in the room?"

She knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response.

"Little fifth, it's your second sister."

Still no response. Was he still asleep?

"If you don't answer, I'm coming in!"

A mischievous look flashed across her face, and she quietly pushed open the door, looking around like a thief before walking in.

There was indeed no one inside.

The bed was neatly made, and it felt cold to the touch, clearly indicating that Dongfang Xiuzhe had left the room long ago.

"Where could Little fifth have gone so early?"

Dongfang Jinxuan didn't leave immediately but started searching the room, looking through things without knowing what she was looking for.

"Why can't I find any clues?"

Sitting down on a chair, she accidentally noticed something under the table. Looking down, she saw a deep handprint...

She quickly ran out of the room and went straight to her mother.

Taking a deep breath, Dongfang Jinxuan asked urgently, "Mother, where is Little fifth?"

She knew that no matter where her brother went, he would always tell their mother first.

"Xie'er left early this morning with Yu'er. Yu'er said she would take Xie'er to visit her academy," Xie Qiuping looked at her second daughter curiously. "What do you need from your brother?"

"Visit the academy?" Dongfang Jinxuan's eyes widened.

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Looking at the imposing building in front of him, Dongfang Xiuzhe found it hard to believe that this was his fourth sister's academy, the Baiqi Magical Martial Academy.

A straight stone path extended into the distance, lined with tall Gui Xiang trees, whose light pink leaves emitted a refreshing fragrance.

Looking around, various buildings of different heights and styles could be seen. Under Dongfang Yuer's introduction, Dongfang Xiuzhe learned about the library, training grounds, classrooms, and more.

Walking along the stone path, even though it was early morning, many students could be seen returning to school, chatting in groups.

"Brother, look, that's the public training ground. People are already training there so early!" Dongfang Yuer pointed to one side.

Following her finger, he saw several stone platforms about a meter high, each crowded with people. Some were practicing on their own, while others were sparring, creating a lively scene.

The atmosphere was filled with a strong sense of learning, which was quite different from what Dongfang Xiuzhe had imagined about a magical martial academy. His understanding of academies was based on the "Grassroots启蒙 School" he had visited before, but today he realized the vast difference between the two.

"Brother, do you want to come to our academy to study?" Dongfang Yuer suddenly asked.

This question had been raised by his mother multiple times, but Dongfang Xiuzhe had always refused because he was busy with his cultivation. This time, he remained silent, remembering his promise with Wang Junqi that if he ever went to a magical martial academy, he would go to the "Mysterious Magical Martial Academy" to find her.

The two of them continued walking and chatting, when a carriage approached from behind.

As the carriage passed by, Dongfang Xiuzhe suddenly stopped, his face turning serious. He sensed an extremely powerful magic fluctuation coming from the carriage, and almost instinctively, he entered a state of readiness.

Inside the carriage, Mu Rong Pai was resting with his eyes closed, not expecting much from this trip, considering it more of a way to clear his mind.

To avoid drawing too much attention, especially from his old friend Jian Suqi, he had chosen a very ordinary carriage and specifically instructed the school not to publicize his visit.

When his assistant told him they had entered the "Baiqi Magical Martial Academy," Mu Rong Pai only nodded slightly, keeping his eyes closed.

But as the carriage moved a short distance, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Stop the carriage!"

Shouting, Mu Rong Pai abruptly pulled back the curtain and looked back.

"Hmm, was it just my imagination?"

Apart from seeing two children, a boy and a girl, curiously looking over, he saw no one else.

"President, what's wrong?" the assistant Bo Sibi asked nervously.

Looking at the two children again, Mu Rong Pai put down the curtain, sat back in the carriage, and hesitated, "Nothing, let's go. It might have been my imagination."

The carriage continued forward and soon disappeared from Dongfang Xiuzhe and Dongfang Yuer's sight.

"Fourth Sister, who was that old man?" Dongfang Xiuzhe asked, suppressing his excitement.

"I've never seen him before. He doesn't look like a teacher from the academy!" Dongfang Yuer turned to look at Dongfang Xiuzhe, asking, "Brother, why do you ask?"

"Just curious," Dongfang Xiuzhe continued walking, but his expression was thoughtful.

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