The Recruitment of the Powerful and Wealthy, Cultivation at the Earthly Sacred Spring

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Logo looked at Mu Ye lying on the ground, shrugged helplessly, waved for the Bone Demon Wolf to retreat behind him, and said indifferently, "That's it? I thought he was more ruthless, but he's just a show-off."

The referee froze for several seconds, until he was sure Mu Ye had really fainted, then swallowed hard, raised the flag in his hand, and announced in a trembling voice:

"The winner...the winner, Logo from Tianlan Magic High School!"

"Whoosh—!!!"

After a brief silence, deafening cheers erupted from the direction of Tianlan Magic High School.

"Holy crap! Logo's awesome!"

"Instant kill! He was so scared he fainted! That was so satisfying!"

"Is this what the necromancer class is like? It's so cool!"

on the rostrum.

Principal Zhu's face lit up with a broad smile, a smile he couldn't hide. He picked up his teacup, took a sip with feigned composure, and then turned to look at Mu Zhuoyun, whose face was ashen.

"Oh dear, Patriarch Mu, I'm so sorry," Principal Zhu said with a smile, but his tone was sharp. "This student of ours is used to being wild in the wild and doesn't know any manners. He came right up with something scary. He frightened your... uh, genius boy. I'll definitely give him a good talking-to later and tell him to be more careful next time. Even if he's acting, he should at least act for a couple more minutes."

"We're all from the same place, we see each other all the time."

These words are utterly devastating.

Mu Zhuoyun's hand holding the teacup had bulging veins, and his face was extremely ugly.

He originally arranged for Mu Ye to participate, intending to showcase the strength of the Mu family's collateral branch and, incidentally, humiliate Tianlan Magic High School. However, he never expected that not only would they lose, but they would lose so humiliatingly! To be so frightened into unconsciousness by a mere undead—if word got out, the Mu family would lose all face!

"snort!"

Mu Zhuoyun slammed down his teacup, forcibly suppressing his anger, and said with a forced smile, "Principal Zhu is truly a skilled teacher, managing to find such a special student. However, luck is something you can only have once."

Although he was still putting on a brave face, Mu Zhuoyun's heart was bleeding. The spot at the Earthly Sacred Spring had been handed over just like that!

His gloomy gaze swept over Logo, who stood calmly in the audience, before turning to his adopted son, Yu'ang, who stood silently behind him.

"Yu Ang," Mu Zhuoyun said coldly in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Father." Yu Ang lowered his head, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"It seems we won't be able to get the Earthly Sacred Spring cultivation spot back this year." Mu Zhuoyun took a deep breath, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "From today onwards, the family's resources will be entirely focused on you. I want you to spare no effort in the coming year to improve your strength!"

"Next year at your coming-of-age ceremony, I want you to get your revenge in front of the entire city! I want Tianlan Magic High School to pay a heavy price!"

"Yes, Father." Yu Ang raised his head, looked at Luo Ge on the stage, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "I will make them understand what true cruelty is."

What Logo didn't know was that Mo Fan's opponent next year would be even stronger and more difficult to deal with than in the original story.

However, this has nothing to do with Logo anymore. No matter how difficult the opponent is, they are no match for him. And now he can just wait and see when he can go to the Yinmao Building to enjoy the Holy Spring.

He wants to seize this opportunity to break through to the intermediate level in one fell swoop!

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Logo had just stepped out of the semi-transparent barrier and hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when he was surrounded by a group of well-dressed people.

"Logo! I'm a deacon from the Bo City Hunters' Alliance. Interested in joining us after graduation? We can offer you the待遇 (treatment/benefits) of an elite hunter!"

"Young man, I am the head of the Zhao Clan Chamber of Commerce. Your White Bone Demon Wolf has great potential, and we are willing to sponsor your future cultivation resources, as long as you are registered with our chamber of commerce..."

"Logo, I'm from the Magic Association..."

These powerful figures, who usually wielded immense influence in Bo City, now wore beaming smiles as they eagerly extended olive branches to Logo. In this world where strength reigns supreme, the value of a mage who could control a servant-level advanced undead while still in high school was self-evident. In their discerning eyes, as long as Logo didn't perish prematurely, he was guaranteed to become a mid-level mage, and even reaching the high-level wasn't out of the question.

Faced with this sudden enthusiasm, Logo felt his scalp tingle.

He was a man who preferred quiet cultivation and making a fortune in silence, and he detested these insincere social occasions. Moreover, he knew in his heart that these so-called sponsorships and recruitments all came with a price tag, and once accepted, it meant the loss of freedom.

"Sorry, I just want to focus on my studies right now."

"Thank you for your kind offer, but I am not considering joining any faction at the moment."

Logo politely but distantly declined while searching for an opening to break through the crowd. Suddenly, his eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Jianguo standing not far away, beaming and receiving compliments from other school leaders.

"Um, esteemed elders, I have entrusted all plans for the future to my Vice Principal, Mr. Zhang Jianguo!"

Logo suddenly raised his voice, pointed at Zhang Jianguo, and shouted, "Whatever it is, you can talk to him! I have urgent business to attend to, so I'm leaving first!"

After saying that, while everyone was still stunned, Luo Ge, like a slippery eel, pushed the bewildered Zhang Jianguo to the front of the crowd as a shield, and then slipped away into the student passage in a few quick movements.

"Hey? Logo? You little rascal..."

Before Zhang Jianguo could react, he was overwhelmed by the enthusiastic crowd of dignitaries. Watching Luo Ge's departing figure, he shook his head helplessly, but the smile in his eyes was impossible to hide.

That kid is really cunning.

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One week later, in the city center of Bo, at the Yinmao Building.

This landmark building in Bo City is not only a commercial center, but also a fortress that protects the lifeblood of Bo City—the Sacred Spring.

Under Principal Zhu's personal guidance, Logo passed through layers of strict security checks and took a private elevator directly to the depths of the underground.

"arrive."

The elevator doors opened, revealing a long corridor paved with blue-green stones, leading to a heavy stone door engraved with ancient magical runes. Two mid-level mages with profound auras stood guard at the entrance, their gazes sharp as lightning.

"Go in, Logo." Principal Zhu patted Logo on the shoulder, his eyes full of expectation. "You only have seven days to cultivate in the Earthly Sacred Spring. How much you can absorb and how far you can go depends entirely on your fate."

"Thank you, Principal."

Logo took a deep breath and stepped into the slowly opening stone door.

As the stone door slammed shut behind him, all the noise from the outside world was shut out.