Chapter 24 An extraordinary feeling

"Team up! Let the students compete and eliminate each other in teams!" The hand that reached out was like an iron clamp. Old Wang felt his fingers about to break, and finally, in a moment of desperation, he howled, "We can do it under the name of the Hero Tournament!"

Karida gave a slight wave of her hand to the captain of the guards.

Old Wang felt the claws finally release his legs, and he dropped to the ground with a thud.

"Explain in detail."

Old Wang adjusted his expression, after all, his life was in their hands.

"Wise and beautiful Lady Karida, we can make all disciples who have entered the Holy Sanctuary within four years—whether they are official or provisional disciples—participate in free team formation within one month. The teams can span different schools, with five to seven members, including five main players and two substitutes. The academy will evaluate them through practical combat and mentor assessments! Each year, there will be a comprehensive score evaluation based solely on the performance of the five main players. Those who don't meet the standard will be eliminated!"

Old Wang's twelve-core brain was working overtime.

"Lady Principal, think about it. Under this system, the strong will naturally unite. Since the core of the evaluation is the five main players, those positions are crucial. The rich can pay their way in, as students need money for cultivation. Those with connections can use their influence to get in. As for the rest, well, they don't matter!"

Karida looked at Wang Feng. "You're truly despicable. Go on."

Wang Feng nodded quickly. "Yes, yes, of course, just doing this isn't enough. So we need to offer incentives—the spots in the Hero Tournament. In the past, the Holy Sanctuary directly selected participants, but this time, we can innovate by letting the top three teams compete. This will cover up the true purpose of the evaluation system, given your reputation for innovation."

Even the surprised Blue Sky behind her was taken aback; this method was definitely feasible.

Karida's slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, seemingly considering the details and practicality of the plan. Old Wang dared not breathe, knowing his plan was good, but... was Karida a reasonable person?

"Is this acceptable?" Old Wang couldn't help but ask.

"Put it off." Karida waved her hand.

Old Wang's vision went dark. Just as he was about to grab onto the table leg again, he saw Karida put down her pen and look up. "Report to me once a week from now on, understood?"

What? Report once a week?

Not kill him?

...Once a week, every week?

Old Wang froze, then felt all the energy drain from his body, collapsing onto the ground, too exhausted even to flatter her.

Life's ups and downs were truly sudden and intense!

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In the Rune Academy classroom.

Old Wang arrived unusually early today. On one hand, he missed his adorable Senior Brother Li Sitan, and on the other, he had an important mission—to sell the potion today!

The last time the old witch summoned him, he nearly died of fright. It took days to recover, but he still felt the Holy Sanctuary was filled with ominous terror.

He couldn't stay here any longer. Who knew what bizarre questions the old witch would throw at him next week? Too stressful, even if he didn't die on the spot, he'd probably get heart disease and lose ten years of life.

He needed to make money quickly and set up the teleportation array. Honestly, the only ones who could afford it and appreciate it were his dear junior sister and brother.

Yin Fu was engrossed in her book, while Mo Tong, surprisingly, was holding a thick rune book, muttering to himself, his brows furrowed deeply.

Recently, he had been quite diligent.

As the mighty Mahoraga, he couldn't let a human outsmart him. He had to memorize the books. After serious reflection, he realized that a true man must defeat his enemy in their own domain.

He wanted to prove to Yin Fu that with a few books, he could also dazzle Senior Brother Li Sitan like Wang Feng did, perhaps even better.

"Hey, Junior Sister Yin Fu, you're as diligent as ever." Seeing the lovely little Yin Fu, Old Wang felt a glimmer of hope in this wicked world, truly the last sanctuary of purity.

Of course, when praising a girl, focus on what she desires, not just her appearance. For Yin Fu, beauty wasn't what mattered; it was her inner aspirations.

"Good morning, Senior Brother Wang Feng." Yin Fu smiled brightly.

Mo Tong closed his book, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

Knowledge advances one, and today he was brimming with confidence. Although his rune talent wasn't great, as an excellent member of the Eight Great Clans, he trusted his memory. He had memorized three thick books of basic rune theory, forwards and backwards.

Having knowledge made a difference. He felt he could recite any passage more eloquently than Wang Feng. He was waiting for Wang Feng's class to show off in front of Senior Brother Li Sitan, but Wang Feng came right to him.

Of course, such a victory couldn't be announced outright; it would be beneath him. A true master kept it subtle, striking decisively at the right moment. He had grown, and this was progress!

"Tsk tsk, Wang Feng, you actually came to class?" Mo Tong smiled, trying to mimic Longmoer's usual demeanor, everything under control.

Old Wang chuckled, looking at him. Business couldn't be discussed with a mere follower; he needed to find the boss. "I have something to discuss with Yin Fu. Junior Brother Mo Tong, morning is the best time for memorization. Get back to your studies. Good luck, I believe in you."

Mo Tong's faint smile slowly froze. Why did it feel like his response didn't match his intended demeanor?

"Senior Brother Wang Feng, what do you need?" Yin Fu asked curiously.

"Well," Old Wang pulled a stool and sat in front of Yin Fu. "I recently had a burst of inspiration and developed a new potion called 'Unusual Sensation'..."

The name, of course, needed to be changed. Unconventional was the way to go.