When he said that last sentence, the professor lowered his voice very softly, but then he winked at the Little Witch. "...For instance, drinking lava when they're thirsty, chewing on mineral soil when they're hungry, and so on. Demons have extremely high tolerance."
Li Meng returned to her seat with a satisfied look of curiosity on her face.
"Professor, if the Sea Demon King became an Ancient One, what about our Ancient Wizards?" Another boy immediately stood up and asked in a somewhat excited, urgent tone, "What about the headmaster? If he took action, he could definitely have kept the Sea Demon King, right?"
"Yeah, that definitely wouldn't be a problem!"
"Exactly."
"Is that even a question?"
A hubbub immediately broke out below, mixed with several seemingly "rational" replies. "The headmaster must have been held up by other ancient demons! They've always been that cunning."
"Wasn't there only one ancient demon? The ancestor of all demons... I heard it had always been hiding somewhere, asleep."
"Maybe the headmaster found where it was hiding, so he didn't have time to rush back."
"You mean the demon ancestor might already have been captured by the headmaster?"
"'Captured' is putting it far too gently. Beings at their level can bring down heaven and split the earth with a wave of their hands. How could it possibly be like us..."
Listening to the noisy speculation around him, Zheng Qing rolled his eyes instinctively. He did not think the gentleman had the spare time to go looking for trouble with the demon ancestor. More likely, while the battle in Black Prison World was raging, the gentleman had been snoring alongside that tabby cat in the shop.
On the podium, Old Yao listened with a smile to the wild imaginings of the young wizards below.
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