Chapter 3069 - 82: New Mission

Chapter 3069: Chapter 82: New Mission

Responsible?

Sounds easy.

The young legend grumbled inwardly, shaking his head and was about to leave when Old Yao’s voice rang out again: "—You came at just the right time... The school has something for you to be responsible for."

Zheng Qing shouted inwardly that this was unlucky, not only did he make the trip for nothing and got reprimanded, but now he found himself in more trouble.

"Edge Academy..."

While he was considering how to refuse, Old Yao had already spoken out about the matter: "It’s almost time for this year’s ’Campus Cup.’ Every year for this event, the school arranges at least one Legendary Wizard to secretly guard it. Including me, other legends from the school have taken turns more than once... Therefore, this year it is up to you, no problem, right."

Campus Cup?

Isn’t it the School Hunting Contest?

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment, feeling a bit dazed — he vividly remembered the scene when he first participated in the School Hunting Contest four years ago. The host at the time was Old Yao in front of him, except back then he was just a fresh newcomer, and Old Yao was only an experienced Big Wizard.

Now both have stepped into the Legendary Realm.

The magic of time always brings admiration.

"—Why does such an event need a Legendary Guardian?"

Zheng Qing came back to his senses, thinking about the school’s arrangements, he couldn’t help but be curious: "Isn’t the School Hunting Contest held on Buji Island? The school’s array guards it... Is there anyone really stupid enough to come looking for a sense of presence?"

"Legendary defenses are not just against those demons or Black Wizards."

Old Yao shook his head, simply explaining: "The Campus Cup held by the First University is actually part of the Wizard World’s ’Autumn Hunt’... An ancient saying, the day of the Hunt, divination to see if there is any need to be on guard next year. For Low-level Wizards, Spring Harvest, Autumn Hunt have already transformed into some ancient tradition and ceremonial ritual. But for High-level Wizards these rituals are linked with time from ancient to present... In other words, the Autumn Hunt is essentially a Magic Ritual that potentially reconnects time channels from ancient to present. So we must guard against some entities that are already dead but do not wish to stay dead, trying to escape using this event."

"Then why not simply not hold it?" Zheng Qing immediately thought of the simplest solution.

Old Yao looked at him rather speechless: "—Would you stop eating because there’s a chance of choking to death? Spring Harvest, Summer Seed, Autumn Hunt, Winter Hunt, these rituals linked together create time channels not only usable by those demons, but also by us, and we might use them more frequently than they do... Additionally, these hunting activities are the best way to train young wizards. And the only price is to be slightly vigilant during special times for any unusual invasions... Is this price high?"

Indeed, it’s not high.

Zheng Qing weighed it, shaking his head.

"—Additionally, I remember that those Great Elves of yours also need to participate this year, are you not going to watch over them?" Old Yao threw out a trump card again.

This time, Zheng Qing did not hesitate.

"No problem, leave it to me."

With this promise, the figure of the Dean of Edge Academy quickly dissipated from the Dean of Jiuyou Academy’s office, as if afraid that a little delay would cause the office’s owner to throw another responsibility at him.

Old Yao behind the desk chuckled lightly, pinching a tuft of golden tobacco from the box, shoving it into the pipe.

"—Still so young."

His voice carried a hint of nostalgia, but it was quickly drowned in the rising bluish-white smoke.

...

...

As the two legendary wizards discussed the upcoming Campus Cup Hunting Contest.

The three Great Elves they mentioned were practicing the Three Talents Formation in the Greenhill Mansion’s living room. Grounded by Su Shijun, they could only stay at the mansion all weekend, unable to go anywhere.

Restricted by the living room’s layout, their practice of the array could only be conducted through ’fighting on paper.’

And the prey they were hunting was Li Meng, who upon Su Man’s departure, sneaked from the mansion’s western wing into the main hall. The desserts and milk tea she brought helped comfort her friends’ sadness, but could not save herself from continuously being beaten in paper confrontations.

"—Not playing, not playing!"

After falling into the traps constructed by the three Great Elves again, Li Meng threw down the feather pen in her hand in anger, tapping the magic book hanging on her waist: "If you’re capable, go to the hunting ground for a real fight! Playing on paper is not true skill!"

Being the ’little aunt’ of several Great Elves, she felt a bit embarrassed.

Thud!

A heavy object hitting the ground sounded beside them.

Soon after, Poseidon’s drowsy voice sounded: "—What? Go to the hunting ground? Can we go to the hunting ground? When do we leave?"

Li Meng dashed to the side of the sofa to pick up the Fur Dragon Egg that fell on the ground, carefully wiping the dust off and pinching the Little Fox’s cheek: "—In your dreams! The Fur Dragon Egg that could sell for a fortune outside, you carry it around like a glass ball, running everywhere all day, if it breaks, your confinement might be extended by several months!"

The Fur Dragon Egg swayed in her hand, appearing very aggrieved.

Poseidon finally woke up from the nap.

Upon hearing, she spread her limbs, laid on the sofa, sulking: "—Alright, alright... lock me up a few more months and I’ll be five years old! So much, not too much!"

Her big tail drooped from the edge of the sofa, and she swung it dejectedly.

"—Actually, we’re not completely grounded!"

A ghostly voice suddenly emerged from behind the sofa, startling the Little Fox’s tail straight up as her entire body bounced up from the sofa.

"Ghost!" She screamed.

"—Where!" The voice from behind the sofa also screamed and bounced up.

It was Su Ya.

Li Meng, with a dark face, grabbed each of them with one hand, pressing them down, trying to keep her voice low: "You two are wizards! You’re wizards from Qingqiu! Why are you afraid of ghosts!"

"—Because they’re ugly."

"—And dirty!"

The two little foxes spoke one after the other, then exchanged glances and sympathetically slapped each other’s hands.

Li Meng suddenly felt that Su Shijun arranging for them to take ’etiquette’ lessons was a very right decision. She took a deep breath and turned to Su Ya: "—You just said, not completely grounded, what does that mean?"

"I mean exactly that."

Su Ya raised her hand to reveal the identity ring of Seven Sins, displaying a wise expression: "Miss and that person didn’t take away our identity rings... doesn’t that mean we can still use them? Grounding only restricts us from leaving the mansion, but doesn’t forbid us from using the stairs, right!"

Upon hearing this, Poseidon’s eyes immediately lit up.