You Kid Never Does a Losing Business

Night.

On the rooftop of Tianlan Magic High School.

Dongfang Chen looked at Mofan with a sleepy, impatient expression.

"Spit it out. What's so important that you had to drag me out this late?"

Dongfang Chen didn't really have much of a temper when woken up.

But the thought of giving up the chance to sleep while holding soft, smooth Ye Xin Xia, only to be called out by a Man like Mofan, made him unable to stop the irritation bubbling inside.

"Uh... I think there's something wrong with the Star Dust Magic Equipment the school handed out..."

Mofan scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, then ultimately chose to tell the truth.

"It seems like the energy from the Star Dust Magic Equipment got transferred to this pendant of mine."

Mofan pulled out the Little Mudfish pendant from under his clothes.

According to Mubai, even an ordinary Star Dust Magic Equipment was worth tens of millions, and the price of a Spirit-grade one was more than double that.

If the school found out about this, having to pay compensation would be the least of his worries—he might even get expelled outright.

Dongfang Chen looked at Mofan's Little Mudfish, thoughtful.

Sure enough, this Little Mudfish had absorbed the Star Dust Magic Equipment's energy just like in the Original Work.

Dongfang Chen had zero interest in the Little Mudfish.

Because this thing was soul-bound to Mofan—only Mofan could use it.

Even if he snatched it, at best he could try to refine it with Exotic Fire and see if he could burn out the Azure Dragon's soul.

More likely, he wouldn't be able to refine it at all, or he'd just end up burning the Azure Dragon's soul along with it.

In short, this thing only had value in Mofan's hands, so Dongfang Chen didn't care for it.

Still, should he help Mofan smooth this over?

After thinking it over, Dongfang Chen decided to help Mofan handle this matter.

After all, it was a trivial thing for him, but he wasn't about to help Mofan for nothing.

"I can take care of this for you, but I have a condition..."

Hearing Dongfang Chen's words, Mofan's face lit up with joy, and he quickly said, "What condition? As long as I can do it, I'm in!"

"I haven't figured out the condition yet. Let's just say you owe me three favors. You're still too weak right now—once you get stronger, you'll have to do three things for me unconditionally. Deal?"

"No Problem!" Mofan agreed without hesitation.

A Spirit-grade Star Dust Magic Equipment was worth tens of millions, even hundreds of millions. For Mofan right now, trading three favors for one was a huge win.

"But let's get this straight—what you ask for has to be legit. I'm not doing anything illegal."

Dongfang Chen smiled. "Don't worry, I won't put you in a tight spot."

With those three favors as an excuse, Dongfang Chen could openly claim some of the opportunities tied to Mofan in the Original Work.

Like Xiaoyan Ji, Apasi, and so on...

"Alright, so how are you going to handle this?" Mofan asked.

"Simple. Just take a new one."

Dongfang Chen snapped his fingers and, like a magician, produced a new Star Dust Magic Equipment from his palm.

The new Star Dust Magic Equipment looked very similar to the one Mofan had absorbed.

Unless someone examined it closely for a long time, they wouldn't notice the difference.

After all, these were just cast-offs from Dongfang Chen.

When he'd bought them, he'd specifically chosen ones with similar appearances.

"Holy crap, this is a Spirit-grade Star Dust Magic Equipment too?" Mofan's eyes went wide. After getting Dongfang Chen's confirmation, he couldn't help but say, "Man, you're loaded."

Mofan had thought Dongfang Chen would use his connections to talk to the school directly, but he hadn't expected the guy to casually pull out an almost identical piece of equipment.

"Alright, take it. This time, be careful not to let your pendant absorb it again." Dongfang Chen waved his hand, signaling Mofan to head back.

He still had to get back to sleeping with fragrant Xin Xia.

Mofan's incident didn't cause much of a stir.

Soon, a semester passed. For the students, this semester had one big event: the field training.

The training would start with the Advanced Class.

At the edge of Bocheng's Defense Line, Snow Mountain Posthouse.

"Dongfang, what do you think of this batch of students?"

Zhan Kong, the chief instructor of Bocheng's military, was chatting idly with Dongfang Chen.

Because the Dongfang Family had established a close connection with the Huaxia Military through alchemical pills.

Zhan Kong was also ordered by his superiors to build a good relationship with the Dongfang Family's Eldest Young Master, Dongfang Chen, who lived in Bocheng.

So, after some back and forth, the two of them had a fairly decent rapport.

To hone his practical combat skills, Dongfang Chen often went out hunting Demons, and sometimes he would bring Xin Xia along.

Although Ye Xin Xia had awakened the Healing Element and had no combat ability.

To train her courage when facing Demons, Dongfang Chen still took Ye Xin Xia with him during his training expeditions.

Moreover, Ye Xin Xia only lacked offensive magic; that didn't mean she had no means of attack.

Because Dongfang Chen had equipped her with quite a few Magic Tools.

There were Defensive Magic Tools, Boots Magic Equipment for escape, flying Magic Tools, and even Slaying Magic Equipment—she was practically fully armed.

So during training, Ye Xin Xia relied on those Magic Tools to slay a few Demons as well.

And Dongfang Chen sold the Demon corpses nearby to the Bocheng Military.

"There are a few with pretty good talent," Dongfang Chen said.

"Oh? How about introducing a few to our military, Dongfang?"

"Mofan, Mubai, Zhang Xiaohou... they all have excellent talent, but if I had to say who suits your military best, it'd be Zhang Xiaohou."

"Zhang Xiaohou, huh?" Zhan Kong silently noted the name.

He had seen Dongfang Chen's strength firsthand—able to take on a Commander Level Demon as a Beginner Mage without losing.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a direct descendant of the Dongfang Family and couldn't join the military, Zhan Kong would have wanted to groom Dongfang Chen as his own Heir.

But he would definitely pay special attention to the people Dongfang recommended.

"Dongfang, with your strength, there's no need for you to get involved in this training bounty, right? How about you just slack off on the sly, and I'll quietly give you the highest score?"

The reason Zhan Kong said this was mainly because he couldn't bear to part with his Magic Tools.

He had just boasted in front of the students that he would personally gift a Defensive Magic Tool to anyone who completed the training bounty.

If Dongfang Chen participated, his Magic Tool would go down the drain.

Dongfang Chen looked at Zhan Kong with a half-smile.

That look made Zhan Kong feel awkward, and he quickly said, "You're the Dongfang Family's Eldest Young Master, you're so rich, you wouldn't care about my measly few hundred thousand Defensive Magic Tool, right?"

"How about we make a bet? Even if I don't lift a finger, that Magic Tool of yours will still be given away. Do you believe me?"

"I don't believe it. Just based on these greenhorn students?" Zhan Kong said disdainfully.

"Then want to bet on it?"

"No bet."

Zhan Kong said irritably, "Even though I don't believe it, I know You Kid are especially sly. You always sell us Demon corpses at the highest price and never make a losing deal, so I'm not betting."

Dongfang Chen: "..."

"Alright, I'm done bickering with you. Get the students assembled!"

Zhan Kong gathered the Advanced Class students, announced some precautions, and then had the team set off in full force.

Right after the student team departed, Zhan Kong immediately arranged for some Military Mages to follow behind the students and record their training results.

At that moment, Zhan Kong's Subordinate, the Summoning Element Military Mage Bai Yang, walked over.

"Boss, was that just now the direct-line Eldest Young Master of the Dongfang Family?"

The Dongfang Family had quite a few direct descendants, but anyone with connections knew that Dongfang Chen was the most favored direct descendant of the Dongfang Family.

"That's right. Setting aside his status, that kid is an absolute magical prodigy. It's just a pity he won't join our military," Zhan Kong said regretfully.

Bai Yang's eyes flickered upon hearing this, and then he pretended to ask casually, "I heard the Dongfang Family's Eldest Young Master always has a High-Tier Mage by his side. He won't have that High-Tier Mage secretly lend a hand during this training, will he?"

"No, the one with Dongfang didn't come today.

"Besides, he's no longer a High-Tier Mage. He advanced to Archmage a few years ago. Tsk, tsk, as expected of the extravagant Dongfang Family—even just throwing money around can pile up quite a few Archmages."

Zhan Kong's tone was full of envy.

"Is that so..." A faint, intriguing expression appeared on Bai Yang's face.