Hearing this, Mo Fan looked at Mu Ningxue and said, “What, you wouldn’t be thinking of taking me as your kept man, would you?”

  “I can lend it to you.” Mu Ningxue ignored his words completely.

  “I probably need about thirty million. Do you have it?” Mo Fan replied.

  “That much?”

  Mu Ningxue was stunned.

  Undeniably, she did not have that much money.

  “I… I don’t have that much. What do you need so much for? Besides, we still don’t know what Lu Nian is pnning. Why don’t you go back first? What if you run into him?”

  “Are you worried about me?”

  “You…”

  Mu Ningxue was momentarily speechless. Was this person’s focus always like this?

  She composed herself and continued, “Even if you stay here, how much can you make? Lizard Skull Great Demons are rampant here. Because there are so many of them, their materials are not worth much.”

  “Ah?”

  Mo Fan paused. He really had not considered that.

  He had pnned to harvest demon materials while pretending to be injured to obtain Spirit Essences. But if their value was low, it would be pointless.

  “Please. If you want to earn money, at least figure out how first,” Mu Ningxue said ftly.

  “Fine, fine. Let’s go back.”

  In this situation, he could only return to the city first. Making money would have to wait.

  After returning to the city, Mu Ningxue headed straight back to the Imperial Capital.

  Mo Fan returned to Pearl Academy after contacting Tang Yue, Xin Xia, and Zhan Kong. He had once thought about faking his death for a while, but pns change. There was no point staying outside.

  Zhan Kong was recuperating at the guard post. His worried subordinates were relieved to hear Mo Fan was safe.

  When Mo Fan returned to Pearl Academy, Dean Xiao was visibly pleased.

  “It is good that you are back. Very good…”

  After recounting what happened in the wild, Mo Fan said directly, “Dean Xiao, after entering the Main Campus, I do not pn to remain in the Summoning Element. I want to transfer.”

  “You are not staying in the Summoning Element?” Dean Xiao asked in surprise.

  “The Summoning Element does not even have enough people to form a team. Not even a single girl. It is boring. Transfer me to the Fire Institute. It is the rgest department in the academy. It should be lively.”

  Dean Xiao shook his head helplessly. With so few people in Summoning, Mo Fan still caused trouble. If he went to the Fire Institute, he would definitely stir chaos.

  Still, cultivation required competition.

  “Very well. You can report directly to the Fire Institute.”

  “Alright.”

  At Pearl Academy, the Fire System was no longer rare. Those who reached the Main Campus were already Intermediate Mages. Many had the resources to guide awakenings. The Fire Institute naturally became the rgest department.

  Mo Fan arrived on the day the monthly rankings were announced.

  The Fire Grand Hall could hold nearly a thousand people. The interior was entirely crimson. Fme patterns shimmered across the walls, appearing to sway depending on the angle.

  The seating was tiered and neatly arranged. The hall was packed and lively.

  Mo Fan immediately noticed the difference from Summoning.

  Girls everywhere.

  Just as he sat down, a short haired girl in the front row turned around.

  “Hey, you look unfamiliar. You are not from another department trying to get close to Ding Yumian, are you? With your looks, do not even dream about it.”

  “You did not sit here before me, did you? Besides, how do I know you are not the one interested in me?” Mo Fan replied zily.

  The surrounding girls turned to look at him, their eyes full of disbelief.

  “This is where we sit. It has been like this for six months,” the girl said coldly. “I am Huang Xingli. Ranked three hundred on the Fire List. Dealing with someone like you is easy. Do not force my hand.”

  “Xingli, forget it. Do not cause trouble,” Ding Yumian said softly without turning around.

  Mo Fan did not bother arguing further.

  In the distance, Zhao Manyan was standing near the central aisle.

  He had changed.

  After receiving the Water Pearl and merging it directly into his Water Element Nebu, he had awakened Fifth Tier Water Control: Water Avoiding Pearl. It functioned like an innate supernatural power and could not be separated unless he died.

  Under Dean Xiao’s guidance in Water, Space, and formation magic, Zhao Manyan was steadily walking a path of rge scale environmental manipution.

  Water Intermediate 2 and Light Intermediate 1.

  Formation construction.

  Defensive arrays.

  There was already talk among instructors that he might one day influence monsoon patterns or restore drought stricken nds.

  Compared to that, the seat dispute in the Fire Hall felt trivial.

  Mo Fan leaned back in his chair.

  The Fire Institute ranking test was about to begin.

  And things were about to get lively.

  Not long after, the Head of the Fire Institute, Wei Rong, entered, exciming his helplessness. He had an imposing aura, and at that moment, the entire Fire Institute lecture hall, with its thousand-plus students, fell silent.

  He walked to the podium, his gaze sweeping across the fan-shaped university hall, looking at the numerous Fire Institute students.

  “Which one is Mo Fan?” Head Wei Rong asked.

  Mo Fan was a little surprised and stood up, unsure why he was being called.

  Everyone’s gazes converged on him. It was a rare occurrence for a student to be called out by the Head of the Institute in a department with a thousand attendees.

  “Are you a new student who transferred departments?” Wei Rong asked.

  “Yes,” Mo Fan nodded.

  “It’s almost the end of the semester, why are you transferring now? I don’t accept good-for-nothing students with wandering minds!” Wei Rong said unceremoniously.

  Mo Fan had returned half a year early, so it was indeed the end of a semester.

  Wei Rong’s temper had always been fiery. When he learned that a student was transferring to his department today, especially a new student entering the Main Campus, he strongly opposed it.

  Who knew this student had quite the background? The Dean himself personally handled his transfer procedures. The procedures were legitimate, and Wei Rong couldn't refuse, but departments were separate, and the Head of the Institute had enough authority. Wei Rong didn't care how influential this kid was; if he was on his territory, he wouldn't give him face.

  His Fire Institute might have many people, but every single one of them was a handpicked elite!

  A newly arrived student, and he even transferred to the Fire Institute?

  He looked down on him, completely looked down on him!

  Mo Fan was originally pondering how to quickly climb the ranks. Seeing Head Wei deliver himself to his doorstep, he naturally didn't hold back: “Tsk, then why am I still sitting here?”

  Wei Rong’s thick eyebrows shot up. This transfer student, dared to talk back??

  Which of the thousand-plus students in the Fire Institute wasn't respectful towards him? Even those top ten on the ranking list, no matter how deep their background or strong their power, never dared to talk back.

  “Do you think you’re very strong?” Wei Rong questioned.

  “Not bad, at least not the good-for-nothing you mentioned,” Mo Fan replied.

  “This month’s test has concluded, so consider yourself lucky. Next month, if I see your ranking outside the top thousand, go back to whichever department you came from. The resources of the Fire Institute are allocated by me, and I can completely deprive you of them on the grounds of your extremely poor performance,” Wei Rong said impolitely.

  “Are you telling a joke? One thousandth pce?” Mo Fan sneered.

  “Hmph, talk after you’ve achieved it,” Wei Rong said coldly.

  “Sigh.”

  Mo Fan sighed. Under Wei Rong’s puzzled gaze, he looked left and right, then said again: “You said you don’t accept good-for-nothings, but how come I look around and it seems everyone sitting here is trash? Could it be that your teaching level has some problems, teacher?”

  Mo Fan’s words didn’t specifically name anyone, but that phrase ‘everyone sitting here’ was truly an insult to the entire Fire Institute, cursing everyone in it.

  Cursing the students in the lecture hall was one thing, but he even cursed the Head of the Institute, Wei Rong, saying that everyone he taught was trash. For a moment, the entire lecture hall felt like it was burning. If gazes could truly solidify into fmes, Mo Fan would have already been incinerated to ashes by thousands of eyes!

  Mo Fan didn’t care about this at all.

  If he could make these people submit once, it would save unnecessary trouble in the future.

  Moreover, this Teacher Wei started barking without first sensing his own cultivation, so he couldn't be bmed.

  “Very good, very good, very good.” Head Wei Rong called out three times, his gnashing teeth suggesting he wanted to throw Mo Fan out and beat him up!

  The lecture hall became even more tumultuous and noisy!

  Then, contestants ranked three hundredth, four hundredth, and so on, all started barking.

  “Everyone, quiet down!” Wei Rong’s voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire lecture hall.

  His eyes, like torches, stared at Mo Fan, and he could also feel the strong fire aura around him.

  The lecture hall instantly fell silent; only everyone’s breathing could be heard.

  Wei Rong still had a lot of prestige. With just one word from him, everyone instantly stopped talking, showing considerable respect for this teacher. Clearly, his teaching level was beyond doubt. But still, the same point remained: he himself started barking without first sensing his own cultivation.

  So, he couldn't be bmed for being humiliated.

  “This is Pearl Academy, this is the Fire Institute. I, Wei Rong, have seen many peerless geniuses, but no one has ever been able to say such words in my Fire Institute until now. Alright, I want to see what abilities you possess. Every student’s performance in the Fire Institute is listed on the Fire Ranking, from first pce all the way to one thousand one hundred forty-ninth pce,” Wei Rong said with a voice like iron.

  As Wei Rong spoke, no one in the thousand-person lecture hall made a sound. His authority, like his booming voice, echoed through the vast hall.

  Wei Rong’s gaze swept across the thousand people and he said, “Zheng Jiahui, stand up.”

  Among the crowd, a seemingly timid boy slowly stood up.

  For him, being called out was not a matter of pride; instead, he looked somewhat mortified.

  “He is the st-ranked student in the entire Fire Institute,” Wei Rong said to Mo Fan.

  “Dong Fang Lie, stand up,” Wei Rong continued.

  At this moment, a somewhat flippant-looking man in the st row of the entire lecture hall reluctantly stood up. A grinning expression of watching the show was on his face, and the pride in his smile could not be hidden, forming a stark contrast with the boy named Zheng Jiahui.

  Wei Rong pointed at Dong Fang Lie and continued to Mo Fan, “This is the first-ranked student in the Fire Institute.”

  “This first-ranked one is just so-so,” Mo Fan said calmly.

  If he was going to step on someone, he would naturally go straight for the strongest.

  Oriental Fury’s mutated spirit seed seemed powerful, but now with the Devil’s possession, and being a great spirit seed, and having three Intermediate Mage elements at their peak, what was Oriental Fury compared to him?

  Hearing what Mo Fan said, everyone present was stunned again!

  Arrogant!

  Boundlessly arrogant.

  However, Oriental Fury didn’t care, because, in his opinion, Mo Fan was just a clown. He wasn’t worth his attention at all.

  “Alright then, based on your arrogant words, I will list your performance this month in the hundredth position. I will let you experience what a Fire Institute student ranked in the top hundred endures every day!” Wei Rong said angrily.

  “Only hundredth? I thought it was first,” Mo Fan shrugged.

  If he was first, he would directly earn a wave of resources, wouldn’t that be awesome?

  Wei Rong naturally didn’t fall for it.

  The tomboy next to him had also been called trash and wanted to teach Mo Fan a lesson. But now, in her eyes, Mo Fan was simply like a madman.

  So, she directly chose to remain silent.

  And as for Wei Rong’s arrangement, Mo Fan naturally wouldn’t care.

  In a month, he could do many things. First, the remnant souls reserved for the Devil were temporarily not needed, so he could just use them to strengthen his spirit seed.

  After all, he also pnned to go out and do some bounties, and collect some remnant souls and essence souls along the way.

  Once his spirit seed level increased, he could easily beat these people!

  Moreover, speaking of which, getting the resources for the hundredth pce for free right off the bat, wouldn’t that be awesome?