Students

Plains University.

Inside a towering teaching building.

Outside an auditorium, hundreds of boys and girls stood in line, waiting.

Before them, two rows of elite Gold-tier Dark Warriors stood guard.

School staff moved back and forth along both sides, occasionally leading batches of young students forward into the auditorium.

Among the queue, one young man looked at the others around him, an indescribable emotion stirring in his heart.

This delicate-looking youth wore plain clothes. Compared to the others around him, his bearing was clearly far inferior.

The others, meanwhile, wore understated yet exceptionally fine clothing. Some even had equipment containing various spells.

Some of their garments were even made from Gold-tier or Sanctuary-tier fabrics.

With only a simple enchantment, they could provide excellent defensive and enhancement effects.

The other youths around him spoke quietly. Some discussed magical knowledge, while others talked about gossip among the nobles.

These elite youths raised by great families, who could spend resources and favors to enter Huo Ling's tutelage, were generally not wastrels.

They would not do anything foolish. Compared to secret schemes, they preferred to crush others with sheer power, using authority and money to solve problems directly.

There was no setting here for the sort of showing off and face-slapping found in novels and storybooks.

After all, many knew that Huo Ling was also a legendary mage who had fought his way up from commoner origins. If someone said too much here, who knew whether the legendary mage might take it as a veiled jab at him?

The boys and girls here were all well-behaved. They did not stir up trouble, but that did not mean they thought highly of the commoner students.

A youth from a legendary family looked at the commoner student to one side. Though he said nothing, the contempt