Enrollment, Savage?

Kyoto.

Beside a rockery in a secluded courtyard, a noblewoman dressed in luxurious clothes stood with her brows tightly furrowed, adding a trace of baleful aura to her still-charming features.

"You said your grandmother's family was in South of the Yangtze, so we let you attend high school there. What are you making a fuss about now? Jingwu's admission letter was delivered right to our home!"

"Magic Martial University's was delivered too!"

Qi Ziyue thrust out her budding chest, unafraid of the noblewoman's imposing presence.

She had already received intelligence that Shi Yan had gone to Magic Martial University. She was going too!

After growing up all these years, she felt most at ease only when she was with Shi Yan.

At the entrance to the courtyard, the butler Afu, dressed in plain clothes, immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He instinctively shifted back and hid outside the gate.

My young miss, your mother can chop a Level 8 Demon King into eight pieces. How dare you talk back to her?

After Afu retreated, he happened to spot a middle-aged man hiding on the other side, too afraid to enter.

"Patriarch, you..."

"Shh. I was just passing by. Just passing by."

"..."

Elsewhere.

The noblewoman narrowed her phoenix eyes, danger gleaming within them.

"Jingwu has ranked first in every category year after year. Isn't it better than Magic Martial University, the Perennial Second Place?"

"Mom, I want to challenge myself. Maybe if I go to Magic Martial University, I'll be able to take first place."

Qi Ziyue had wanted to use Shi Yan as an example, but fearing her mother might notice something, she changed it to herself.

In any case, everyone in the country now knew that the second-place candidate from the South of the Yangtze examination venue had outperformed most candidates with perfect scores.

"Enough. Jingwu has many outstanding young talents, and most of them have vast powers behind them. Interacting more with people like that will benefit you."

The noblewoman's expression turned stern, her tone brooking no argument.

The moment she heard the words "outstanding young talents," Qi Ziyue suddenly became agitated, her eyes reddening. "Mom, I'm not going to Jingwu!"

"I'll ask you one more time. Are you going or not?"

The noblewoman spoke in a low voice. As her words fell, the clear sky abruptly darkened.

Qi Ziyue jumped in fright, tears spilling from her eyes, yet she still lifted her pretty face stubbornly. "I'm not going!"

"Fine, fine, fine! You've really turned against me!"

The noblewoman flew into a rage and struck down with her palm.

Rumble—

Dust surged into the air. The nearby rockery was smashed into powder and flattened against the ground, while cracks spread across the courtyard floor in all directions.

A violent shockwave burst forth like an earthquake, setting alarms blaring throughout the vast Qi Family estate.

"Qi Hong, I can't teach your precious daughter anymore. You teach her yourself!"

The noblewoman's icy voice rang out. Then, with a whoosh, she shot into the sky and vanished.

Only Qi Ziyue remained where she stood, completely unharmed.

Already overwhelmed with grievance, Qi Ziyue suddenly broke down at the sight. She crouched down, wrapped her arms around her knees, and burst into tears.

After forcing and pressuring her every step of the way, wasn't it all just to turn her into a tool for a marriage alliance?

She refused to accept it!

Only when she heard footsteps did she forcibly hold back her tears and stand again.

Looking at the middle-aged man before her in training clothes, Qi Ziyue remained stubborn. "Dad, don't try to persuade me either. I'm not going to Jingwu."

Yet to her surprise, the middle-aged man did not try to persuade her. Instead, he pressed a storage ring into her hand.

"Before your mother and those clan elders force your father's hand, go, quickly!"

"Dad..."

Qi Ziyue's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

He was going to defy her mother's orders?

"The journey is long. You can only rely on yourself."

Qi Hong gripped his daughter's shoulders and turned her toward the gate.

"Remember what your father says: if you aren't strong yourself, you will always be someone else's tool. Go!"

As he spoke, he gave his daughter a hard push.

Qi Ziyue wanted to turn back, but in the end she held herself back, gritted her teeth, and ran through that gate.

A moment later, Qi Ziyue vanished into the dust.

"Uncle Fu, I'll have to trouble you with her safety."

Qi Hong wiped the moisture from the corner of his eyes and gave his orders.

The simply dressed old man outside answered, and his figure slowly vanished.

After a while, the noblewoman who had flown off in anger descended from the sky and landed beside Qi Hong.

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"Brother Hong, do you think I went too far?"

Through the billowing dust, the severity in Ouyang Qiong's eyes had turned into boundless heartache.

Qi Hong gave a slight shake of his head. Only after a moment did he slowly utter a sentence.

"One day, she'll thank you."

"Brother Hong, Xiaoyue's temper is as stubborn as mine. Should we raise an obedient alt account?"

The September sun seemed to have completed its scorching task, shedding its blazing heat and wild arrogance.

Beneath its light, the leaves looked greener, steadier, and deeper, as though they were telling of a summer whose stories had not yet drifted away.

The students looked at the trees throughout the campus as though they were looking at themselves.

They had all come bearing stories, and they firmly believed their own stories would blossom here.

September 1st was the opening day for most martial arts schools.

Magic Martial University was no exception.

That morning, beneath the rising sun, new students filed into this academy steeped in legend.

Some came with longing, some brimming with curiosity, while others stepped along cheerfully, humming little tunes.

"Three idle years in high school spent, and my score barely cleared the line. Fate and I must be entwined, so to Magic Martial I've come to meet some girls—ah, meet some girls!"

Li Tao snapped his fingers, his body swaying as his face brimmed with pride.

Magic Martial University's admission cutoff this year was 618. He had scored 619, just barely making the line.

A slender hand smacked Li Tao on the head, turning his expression into one of wounded resentment.

"Sis, can't you give me a little face? I'm a nationally recognized outstanding talent now."

Rubbing his head, he looked at the tall, short-haired woman beside him.

His older sister, Li Yuqing—one of Magic Martial University's goddesses among the fourth-year students, but also a die-hard brother-tormentor.

"In front of Magic Martial's gates, be serious!"

Li Yuqing wore her shoulder-length hair neatly cut, carrying an air of quiet elegance. Yet at this moment, she looked rather stern.

This was because these were Magic Martial University's gates, where portraits and statues of countless sages stood alongside their glorious deeds.

"Got it... Sis, there's a wild man!"

All of a sudden, Li Tao spotted someone dressed strangely.

He wore animal hides, with long, tangled hair and a face full of beard.

Even his shoes had been stitched from animal hide.

He looked exactly like a wild man who had just come down from the mountains.

Li Yuqing swung another slap at him. "Shut up. No one who can get into Magic Martial is simple, and besides..."

"And besides what?"

"He has Sha Qi on him. He should have returned after a bout of slaughter."

Li Yuqing narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. The man in animal hides did not feel particularly powerful to her, but the bloody stench that leaked from him unintentionally was thick, as though he had only just bathed in beast blood.

Hearing that, Li Tao hurriedly shut his mouth.

But just then, the "wild man" turned around and walked toward him.

"Hello, classmate. Could you tell me how to get to the admissions office?"

"H-hello. I... I don't know, but my sister does."

Li Tao's heart jolted. Looking at the man before him and those faintly reddened eyes, he felt as though a demonic beast had fixed its gaze on him.

Shi Yan turned his head and looked at the tall girl beside him.

Mm, she was really tall—at least 1.8 meters. She was nearly as tall as his own 1.83 meters.

"Hello, Senior. My name is Shi Yan. Could you tell me how to get to the admissions office?"

"Go straight ahead. After four hundred meters, you'll see an orange building."

Li Yuqing answered gently, pointing ahead.

The building was visible directly through the school gates.

Shi Yan thanked her, then turned and left.

"Shi Yan... Sis, why does that name sound so familiar?"

Li Tao watched the departing figure, as if something had occurred to him.

Li Yuqing's delicate brows twitched, then her face showed surprise.

"It's him! The Top Scholar with the greatest prestige in recent years!"

"Oh no, sis, did I offend him?"

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