Han Wu's answer surprised Kyoto Academy's admissions teacher somewhat.
"Student Han Wu, do you intend to rescue that Black Dragon that was taken away?"
"Yes. I have to save him. He is my contracted companion," Han Wu said earnestly.
Ever since Han Wu had unsealed the Black Dragon, the Black Dragon had faithfully upheld their contract. When Han Wu needed the Power of Profession, he had resolutely offered his blood to help Han Wu grow stronger.
To Han Wu, the Black Dragon was not merely a contractor bound to him by profit, but a friend with whom he shared a good bond.
"Student Han Wu, you must think this through. If you go save the Black Dragon, what you will face will no longer be merely one Wind Walker, but four heroes stronger than him, along with a million professional adventurers and ten million civilians who can become soldiers the moment they pick up weapons."
"Even a demigod would have a high chance of failing against such a force, let alone you, a mere Divine Being." Kyoto Academy's admissions teacher warned him.
"I know. That is why I formally request that all the retinues in my Divine Realm be released to fight alongside me," Han Wu said.
"In exchange, I am willing to voluntarily raise the mission's difficulty and change it to conquering the entire Duolong City."
"You've got guts!" Kyoto Academy's admissions teacher could not help exclaiming.
The last time he had encountered such an interesting student had been more than ten years ago. Now, that student had already surpassed him, advanced to become a chief god, and become Kyoto Academy's youngest deputy director.
"What I admire most are students like you who dare to challenge themselves. I approve your request."
"Thank you, Teacher," Han Wu said gratefully.
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