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Guest peak.

Feng Liting, who was reading a book waiting for them in the castle hall, was a little surprised to see the different expressions on the faces of the group of teachers and students who had returned.

"What's going on here?"

Iloven pulled a high-backed chair over and sat opposite him, saying unhappily, "Sorrin is here, and he specifically asked for Xi Sui'an."

Feng Liting closed the book with a calm expression, obviously not surprised: "Thorin of the Eternal Vow? Don't worry about that little lunatic. If he makes trouble in the dragon clan's territory at this time, Tyamos will not sit idly by."

"You guessed it right. Tyamos has appeared, and the fourth oath-bearer has also appeared." Iloven had no smile on his face. "Flame Collector, you should also know the Red Flame Marquis. You would never have thought that he is the fourth oath-bearer!"

"It's so well hidden!"

Feng Liting raised his eyebrows: "The one who said 'Ten thousand alchemical fires are not as good as the Red Flame Marquis'..." He poured himself a cup of tea, holding the steaming teacup thoughtfully, "An alchemist who only likes to collect flames, with a gentle temperament and does not fight with the world. I didn't expect that he is a member of the Eternal Oath."

"You're just kidding me!" Ilowen said angrily, "None of those oath-takers are good people!"

Feng Liting did not comment. He lowered his eyes and stroked the hot teacup in his hand: "The biggest gimmick of this trade fair is only the Sword of Promised Victory. There is no strange flame. The Marquis of Chiyan has always been only interested in flames..."

"There are no rare flames at the trade fair, but that doesn't mean there are none elsewhere." Li Qing rested her chin on her hand and looked at Feng Liting, her lips curled slightly, revealing a subtle smile, "Professor Feng, don't be so limited. The dragon clan has a lot of good things, so how could there be no alchemical flame?"

Everyone present was stunned when they heard this.

Xi Sui'an's eyes moved slightly: "There are only three types of alchemical flames in the two realms: sky fire, earth fire, and heart fire. Sky fire includes star fire, thunder fire, etc. Earth fire is generally produced from volcanoes or underground. There are many alchemists who create earth fire. It is the most popular type of flame in the two realms. The most rare is the heart fire condensed by oneself. If there is an extremely rare heart fire, it is not surprising that flame collectors are attracted to it."

Iloven nodded and praised: "Not bad, the basic knowledge is quite solid." Give her one point.

"Heart fire..." Feng Liting raised his head slowly, "The dragon clan has only three clusters of the most precious heart fire. One cluster belongs to Tyamos, one cluster was buried in the dragon tomb with Fafnir, and the other cluster... belongs to the second dean, Radwig, and it has disappeared with Radwig."

Xi Sui'an's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Isn't the Marquis of Red Flame going for Fafnir's Heart Fire?" Is he going to break into the Dragon Tomb? !

The living room suddenly fell silent. Feng Liting had an inexplicable expression on his face, Li Qing's smile was subtle, and Daniel, who had joined in the conversation, twitched his lips and remained speechless for a moment.

Another one came to attack the Dragon Tomb. The Dragon Clan is too miserable, right? Fortunately, his Sacred Cemetery is not as high-profile as the Dragon Clan!

Daniel secretly complained.

Feng Liting slowly sipped the tea, and a cool feeling like crushed ice appeared in his eyes.

Steal something from him? The fourth pledger, Marquis Chi Yan... Oh, you came at the right time.

Li touched her chin lightly and said, "It's better if the water is a little muddy. It's easier to fish in muddy water, right?"

Iloven sneered: "That's good too. There will be one less opponent to snatch the Sword of Promised Victory from me!"

It’s good that Eternal Oath is more interested in Dragon Tomb, as this will increase his chances of obtaining the Sword of Oath of Victory.

Xi Sui'an: "..." Did she forget to tell Yi Luowen that she was purchasing for Yinglongwei? !

Li Qing said lazily: "Why not wait and see, Chief Taiyamos must want to know more about the purpose of Chiyan Hou's visit than we do."

He always felt like he had forgotten something. He looked around and suddenly remembered that he had completely forgotten the news about Her Royal Highness the Princess!

Li Qing took out the communicator and took a look. Sure enough, there was a new message.

[If you don't come now, you will never be able to step into the Forest of Elves again. ]

"Tsk."

"I'm going to the dwarven city at the center of the earth. Sylph has something to do." Li Qing shrugged.

Upon hearing this, Yi Luowen took out a piece of brown paper and threw it to Xi Sui'an: "Here, here is the purchase list. You can go with Li Qing to broaden your horizons. If you want to buy something, you can add it yourself. Students with recommendation letters have a certain reimbursement limit in the department. You can pick out things that are worth the same as the sixth-level space boundary stone."

Xi Sui'an's eyes lit up and he agreed immediately: "Okay!!"

Daniel touched his chin: "I'll go and take a look too." Although the variety and quantity of materials of the dwarves are much less than those of the dragons, the quality is better.

Seeing that the little guys had all left, Ilowen leaned back in his chair and squinted at Feng Liting, who was unmoved.

"Now can you tell me why you came to this trade fair? You would walk out of the academy gate that you haven't been to for eight hundred years, let alone just for the Sword of Promised Victory that you are not interested in."

Feng Liting said in a light tone, with a faint expression: "I have guessed it, why are you asking?"

Iloven said coldly: "Is Fafnir's Heart Fire so easy to obtain? If you take it, where will you put the academy?"

Feng Liting said calmly: "I dare not disobey the director's order."

Iloven froze in place.

"The director..."

"Iloven, even though you have become an eighth-level alchemist at the age of a hundred, which is considered a rare talent, many things are not as simple as alchemy."

"The dean asked you to teach students not only for them to learn alchemy, but also for you to grow. Ilowen, you still have a long way to go."

Feng Liting put down the cup, stood up and walked away slowly.

Both the older and younger children will grow up, and when his road comes to an end, Iloven should be able to support the entire alchemy department by then.

Ilowen sat alone at the table in a daze. He seemed to understand a lot of things, but now looking back, he found that he seemed to know about the same thing as the little girl Xi Sui'an. In some cases, he might even know less than her.

He held his forehead and smiled bitterly: "The dean and the director are treating me like a kid..."

Damocles Academy.

"Director, where is the headquarters of the Eternal Oath?" A woman with silver hair sat behind the desk, her usually gentle face now extremely solemn.

"That little bastard Carlisle Nolan will hand Zhong Heng over to Mu Qianji! I have to find a way to get him..."

"Agatha." Ju Mang sat behind the desk and said calmly, "If possible, I don't want you to interfere in this matter."

Agatha was stunned and said in disbelief: "He is my student. How could I let him be taken away and not care about his life or death?!"

"You should be able to tell that he should have died a long time ago." Ju Mang's tone was gentle, but every word he spoke was cold.

Agatha paused, speechless.

"Don't worry, he has been branded with the mark of the Wuxiang tribe. Mu Qianji is not a person who will act without thinking. He is conceited, but also smart enough. He will know how to weigh the pros and cons." He said calmly.

"Besides... the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it."

Agatha stared at him for a long while, speechless.