403: Victory celebration banquet

The demon race had retreated, and the entire Dragon Kingdom was celebrating!

In their words, since it was almost over, one might as well seize the day and enjoy it!

The Martial Academy also held a victory banquet, but the overall atmosphere was not very joyful; instead, it carried a touch of sorrow.

Several instructors sat on the roof, watching the lively scene below, their eyes flashing with complicated emotions.

"So many familiar faces are gone after this battle!"

Mo Ming took a swig of wine and said with a complicated look in his eyes.

Yu Hongyi was silent. To say nothing else, over half of the students in the Space Element class she taught had been killed or injured; many students who had previously displayed astonishing talent had already fallen.

In this cruel world, having good talent is actually useless. As long as you haven't transformed that talent into strength, you are always at risk of falling!

Dean Qi looked relaxed and said leisurely, "That old turtle, the Old Dean, really has a tough life! I had already prepared to take his position, but he managed to survive anyway."

Everyone: "..."

Mo Ming and Yu Hongyi exchanged glances, then tacitly took a step back.

Qi Baichuan looked at them and mocked, "What is it? What are you afraid of? That old guy is still at headquarters in a meeting, so what if I say a few words about him?"

"Your salary for this month is gone."

A cold, sudden voice rang out from behind him.

Qi Baichuan's expression stiffened. He turned around and discovered that the Old Dean was standing behind him, staring at him with a sinister grin.

"Holy shit! Old guy, why the hell do you walk without making a sound? Are you a ghost?"

The Old Dean said expressionlessly, "You really seem to be hoping for my death!"

Qi Baichuan laughed sheepishly, "How is that possible? The Old Dean is peerless in martial arts, terrifying in strength, and lives as long as a turtle; who could possibly kill you?"

Mo Ming, who was on the side, undermined him, "I can testify that Vice Dean Qi really wants to be the Dean. He has repeatedly tried to win over us kind instructors, wanting to purge the court."

Qi Baichuan's face changed instantly, and he pointed angrily at Mo Ming, "I f*** your... Old Mo, how dare you slander me!"

Yu Hongyi said solemnly, "I can prove that what the instructor said is true."

Qi Baichuan: "..."

The Old Dean looked at him with a sinister grin, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Qi Baichuan rolled his eyes, "Fine, whatever you say. I'm tired, just let it all be destroyed."

The Old Dean didn't dwell on the matter further but said, "I went to the headquarters for a meeting. Since the chaos has ceased, the final battle between the Dragon Kingdom and the demon race will take place in one month. Therefore, I have decided to open the Martial Academy's treasury. Everyone, do your best to improve your strength!"

Hearing this, the expressions of Qi Baichuan and the others turned serious.

Mo Ming said quietly, "Is it really the final battle?"

Qi Baichuan glanced at him, "That seems to be the case for now, so you should hurry up and write your will. Oh right, Old Mo, you don't seem to have a wife or children, right? Then you can go with peace of mind."

Mo Ming: "..."

Yu Hongyi said in a deep voice, "Even if our strength is improved, how much difference will it make?"

Everyone was silent.

One had to admit that this statement was indeed correct, and very cruel at that.

In one month, even if strength could be improved, to what extent could it really be improved? It would just make them slightly tougher cannon fodder.

What truly determines the outcome of the war is combat power above the Eighth Rank!

And the human Eighth Rank combat power is actually far inferior to the demon race. After all, the demon race has already existed on the Blue Star for hundreds of years!

Not to mention, they are invaders from other civilizations.

"Regardless, this is all we can do. If we don't try, how will we know if we can survive?"

The Old Dean sighed and said slowly.

"Dean, the resources in the Martial Academy's treasury have actually been consumed quite a bit. Even if we open it completely, it won't meet the demand..."

As the internal manager of the Martial Academy, Qi Baichuan knew the foundation of the academy.

Having engaged in many major battles with the demon race before, the consumption of the Martial Academy was enormous.

Now, the resources could no longer support them.

The Old Dean said slowly, "We also received a portion of the resources obtained from this battle, and furthermore..."

A smile appeared on his face, "I have brought back a distinguished guest for you."

Hearing this, Mo Ming and the others were stunned.

"Hahaha! Old Bai, you brat, you're finally back!"

A hearty laugh came from below, drawing the attention of Mo Ming and the others.

They saw that at a wine table, Qi Tian was hugging a handsome youth, smiling triumphantly.

Wasn't that youth none other than Fang Bai?

Fang Bai had also just returned and found Qi Tian and the others.

Looking at their appearance, Fang Bai sighed, "You all seem to have aged a bit."

Hearing this, the faces of Qi Tian and the others immediately darkened.

"What kind of talk is that? This is called maturity! Do you understand? Maturity!"

They were actually a bit older than Fang Bai, but in fact, judging by their appearance, they had indeed aged more than just a little.

This was no wonder; after all, during this period, the human race had faced immense pressure from the demon race, and no one could get a good night's sleep.

"Am I, am I also old?"

Su Su asked with some melancholy.

Fang Bai looked at her, carefully sizing her up from head to toe before saying, "This is what you call mature, Class Monitor Su. Everything that should be big is big, everything that should be perky is perky. Hmm, keep up the good work."

Upon hearing this, Su Su realized what he meant, and her pretty face instantly turned slightly red.

What kind of lewd talk was that?

However, being complimented by Fang Bai in such a roundabout way, she didn't feel annoyed; instead, she felt a bit of secret joy in her heart.

Fang Bai glanced at his few friends again and said, "The final battle is in one month. With your level of cultivation, it's probably hard to even survive."

Qi Tian still had his arm around his shoulder, smiling, "So, Buddy, you definitely won't watch me die, right?"

Fang Bai said solemnly, "Of course!"

Qi Tian immediately beamed, his face full of emotion, "Wuwu! Brother, good brother! I knew you had a conscience..."

Fang Bai continued, "If you all die, who will I go to to act cool?"

"???"

Qi Tian said angrily, "Not a Buddy, so we are just a part of your game, is that it?"

Fang Bai laughed.

"You brat, you've really made something of yourself!"

A light chuckle came from nearby.

Fang Bai turned his head to look and immediately showed a smile, "Old Mo, long time no see."

Mo Ming said irritably, "What 'Old Mo'? Call me Teacher!"

Fang Bai looked at him with a strange expression, "You're just a small Eighth Rank, while I'm a Ninth Rank!"

Mo Ming glared, "What? Your strength is up, and your wings are hardened? You won't even call me Teacher anymore!"

He looked pained, "Ah! I am so bitter! I taught a rebellious son!"

Fang Bai's face was full of black lines, "That's enough, alright!"

"Student Fang Bai, this battle of yours has set a model for our Martial Academy!"

Qi Baichuan said with a smile, "I didn't misjudge you back then. I knew that supporting you was the right thing to do!"

Old Dean: ???

Wait, are you just being a hindsight hero here?