Frightening Inquisitor Night-Hawk

"You're Li Xingze, right? Tang Yue mentioned you to me. But how did you deal with that Blue Robe Deacon?"

Night Hawk had no interest in the fat man and walked straight over to Li Xingze, where Bai Tingting was still healing his injuries.

Seeing the judge approach, Bai Tingting thought he was about to do something to Li Xingze and quickly said, "Judge, there's no way he's a member of the Black Vatican—he saved me."

"Black Vatican member?" Night Hawk looked confused. "When did I say he was a Black Vatican member?"

"Then you..."

"Cough, cough." Li Xingze cleared his throat to cut Bai Tingting off, then looked at Night Hawk and said, "My Contract Beast is a Dragonkin, already close to Commander-level."

"Close to Commander-level."

Night Hawk stared at the young man in shock. Having a Dragonkin wasn't incomprehensible, but raising it to this level at his age was truly terrifying!

In another two years, this young man might even surpass him.

Hearing their conversation, Luo Song felt completely lost. What Blue Robe Deacon?

Li Xingze took down a Blue Robe Deacon?

How was that possible? Li Xingze was just an Intermediate-Level Mage. No matter how strong his talent, how could he fight a High-level Magister?

"Judge, this person is a student from our Pearl Institute—Li Xingze killed him!"

Luo Song refused to give up, pointing at the dead Li Tong. The cut across his abdomen was clearly made by a blade.

Even if the dead middle-aged man could be explained away, what about this student?

Night Hawk heard this but just looked calmly at Li Xingze. Compared to this fat man, he clearly trusted Li Xingze more.

"This student was a Black Vatican mole in Pearl Institute. That one over there is Mu Yuang—my Summoned Beast tore him up like that," Li Xingze said.

"Tore him up..."

The watching students shuddered, putting themselves in Mu Yuang's shoes. Li Xingze was truly ruthless!

Night Hawk glanced at Mu Yuang's gruesome state but said nothing. An eye for an eye—there was no cruelty to speak of.

"I'll look into their identities. If you have no objections, I'll take them all away."

Night Hawk was fairly polite to Li Xingze. After all, this was a young man who could take down a Blue Robe Deacon alone—he deserved respect.

Seeing the judge completely ignore him, Luo Song burned with anger, but he didn't dare vent at a judge.

Even if he came from a capital clan, the Judgment Association was something he couldn't afford to provoke.

Night Hawk packed up Mu Yuang's remains, then picked up a corpse in each hand. Just as he was about to take off, he looked back at Luo Song.

"Oh, and little fatty, throwing around false accusations has consequences."

"Little fatty, pfft~"

Mo Fan was the first to laugh. Luo Song was only about five-foot-three and still growing sideways—the nickname fit perfectly.

The other students tried to hold in their laughter but soon failed.

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing the mockery around him, Luo Song's face turned red as pig liver. He'd tried to stir up trouble and only hurt himself, making him hate Li Xingze even more.

As Night Hawk left, the other students gradually dispersed. None of them dared to cross Li Xingze now.

Too terrifying!

"Sister Mu, look—Li Xingze seems injured."

Ai Tutu pulled her sister Mu over. They'd come to split the spoils.

Mu Nujiao felt a bit embarrassed about getting a free ride, but Ai Tutu had no such qualms. Being this naive was rare.

"You... do you need to find a teacher?"

Mu Nujiao first glanced at Bai Tingting, who was still healing Li Xingze, then asked.

"Nothing serious, just minor injuries," Li Xingze said lightly.

In mage battles, losing an arm was trivial. As long as a demon didn't eat it, it could be reattached.

"Tch." Mo Fan snorted behind him. Acting tough, and in front of beauties no less!

"So manly!"

The bloodstains only added a unique charm to Li Xingze, sending Ai Tutu into another bout of infatuation.

"Now we're just waiting for Xu Zhaoting. Once he gets here, Mo Fan, lock that Shadow Demon Beast in the iron cage," Li Xingze said.

After this fight, Li Xingze felt even more urgent about breaking through to High-level in the Summoning Element.

Once Xiao Hei reached Commander-level, facing opponents like this would let Li Xingze crush them outright.

"I have to push for the fourth layer!" Li Xingze resolved silently.

The main campus assessment results were announced quickly, and naturally, Li Xingze's group of five earned the Three Step Tower reward.

On top of that, Li Xingze also received a reward from the Judgment Association:

A top-tier Armor Magic Gear capable of blocking most attacks from Commander-level demons—the Silver Scale Armor!

Armor Magic Gear of this level far exceeds a Star River Vein in value, costing at least around two hundred million.

Of course, this was also thanks to Night Hawk's integrity, as he didn't take credit for Li Xingze's contribution.

Li Xingze was fairly satisfied with this reward. His fighting style leaned more toward close-quarters combat, and Armor Magic Gear could greatly improve his survival rate.

Ordinary Armor Magic Gear wouldn't catch Li Xingze's eye at all, but this Silver Scale Armor could at least support him until the Advanced level.

"Old Li, when are you planning to use your Three Step Tower chance? Want to go together?" Mo Fan asked, rubbing his hands together.

Li Xingze had been to the Three Step Tower once before; if they went together, he could at least offer some guidance.

"This..." Li Xingze thought it over when Mo Fan brought it up.

At his current pace, the Summoning Element would still need at least over a year to reach mid-level perfection.

One use of the Three Step Tower lasted seven days. The third layer had eighty times the elemental concentration, but the cultivation speed would decrease day by day.

The third layer alone wouldn't be enough for him to break through to Advanced.

That left only the fourth layer!

"You go ahead first. I need to prepare a bit," Li Xingze said.

"Alright then," Mo Fan replied over the phone.

He couldn't wait to boost his strength. Raising either his Fire Element or Lightning Element to mid-level third-tier would greatly enhance his power.

Of course, the most crucial was the Undead Element. Once he trained it to mid-level second-tier, he could start crafting the lowest-grade Undead Vessels.

Mastering that skill meant he'd never have to live in poverty again.

After hanging up, Li Xingze looked at the panel before him.

Forbidden Curse Scrolls: 27

Warehouse: Transformation Pill, Senzu Beans ×2, Random Teleportation Talisman, Cat-Cat Fruit.

Over the past year, aside from Compression Magic, he'd also drawn two Senzu Beans—otherwise, Li Xingze wouldn't have been so generous.

He had divided the stored scrolls into three categories. The first were scrolls with single-target power reaching S-Rank or above; there were only three of those.

The second were scrolls with special effects, like the Blessing Element Forbidden Curse and the Summoning Element Forbidden Curse, about six in total.

The rest were Magic Scrolls of lesser use, many of which couldn't even match the Forbidden Curses of this world.