Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

During this period, most of the magicians staying outside the magic temple are beginners.

Most of them were not even at the second rank, so how could they possibly stop the rioting horses and save the boy on horseback?

"Quickly open!"

The boy on horseback saw the two people standing dumbfounded at the door and shouted, "Hurry up! That white horse is a first-tier magical beast. If it tramples you, you'll die!"

His voice was urgent, with a barely perceptible sob in it.

Bai Ling turned her head, glanced at Long Xingyu beside her, and calmly asked, "Aren't you going to save them?"

Long Xingyu curled the corners of his lips and looked at Bai Ling calmly, "If you want to help someone, just say so. Don't worry about me taking it from you."

"boring."

Bai Ling shook her head, and in the blink of an eye, the Elemental Scepter appeared beside her.

Gripping the scepter tightly, the wind and water elements that float in the air simultaneously respond to her call.

As the out-of-control horse came close, raising its front hooves, Bai Ling decisively swung her scepter.

A circulating, transparent wall of water wrapped around the horse's head and forelegs, forcing it to stand upright and unable to move.

A strong blue wind followed closely behind, penetrating the soft wall of water and pulling the still-shaken boy off his horse.

The boy fell to the ground, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Bai Ling leaned down slightly, reached out to help him stand up, and casually asked, "Is your heart okay?"

The boy seemed to know his physical condition well. He lowered his hand from his chest and said weakly, "I'm fine."

"It's okay."

Bai Ling looked at the stunned crowd and said helplessly, "Is there anyone in charge here who can come and take care of the injured and the horses?"

Upon hearing this, the people in the hall began to move.

Before the person in charge arrived, he inexplicably felt that the black-haired boy resembled Long Haochen's Bai Ling. After thinking for a moment, he took out a pill from his storage ring and handed it to the other party.

"These two bottles of medicine are for treating internal and external injuries, respectively. They're not worth much, but they're very effective. If you feel any discomfort later, use them."

"Are you a mage too? Then why aren't you wearing the robes that are uniformly distributed by the Magic Temple?"

Whether it's Odin Town or Moonlit City.

All students who are to be taught by teachers must wear uniforms to facilitate the differentiation of professions among the various temples and to enable military-style management.

Once he recovered, the black-haired boy transformed into a little sparrow, chirping and chattering around Bai Ling, asking her all sorts of questions.

"I came to the Magic Temple to study. Since I haven't been registered, I'm not strictly speaking a magician."

"what!"

The boy's gaze swept over the elemental scepter in Bai Ling's hand, and he let out a strange cry.

"You have no teacher, no training, how could you possibly have such precise control over spiritual energy and perception of the elements, and be such a rare alchemist!"

After saying that, the boy opened the bottle in front of Bai Ling, smelled the pill, and easily described its ingredients.

"This pill, its color, its cooking technique—did you learn it from that man? Tell me, and I promise I won't tell anyone else."

The boy held the pill, grinned slyly, revealing his pearly white teeth, almost blinding Bai Ling.

Bai Ling finally understood why this person seemed familiar.

Could it be him...?

Just as Bai Ling was about to speak, a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe and a mage's hat walked out of the magic temple.

When his gaze swept over the black-haired boy's entire body and found that the other was unharmed, his tense body finally relaxed.

The person in charge quickly walked towards Bai Ling, muttering under his breath, "Your Highness, calm down. This is the Crown Prince. I can't afford to offend him, and neither can Haoyue City..."

Crown Prince?

Bai Ling knew that Haoyue City was a medium-sized city, located in the southeast of the Holy Temple Alliance.

All the branch temples of the six great temples are located here.

Therefore, the only prince whom even a fourth-tier archmage wouldn't dare to provoke was Lin Xin.

He is the grandson of Lin Chen, the deputy temple master of the Magic Temple, and also a member of the Dawn of Light Demon Hunter Team, a ninth-order fire magic god.

The black-haired boy's appearance gradually overlapped with the green-haired mage's appearance in his memory.

They had identical milky-white skin, a more slender, youthful physique than Long Haochen, and the same way of speaking.

Apart from hair color, the other features are basically the same.

Could it be that he used a hair coloring solution...?

Bai Ling lowered her eyes, unsure whether what she had done back then had actually affected Lin Xin's family.

She sat there quietly until Long Xingyu finished talking with the person in charge.

As the person in charge led the way, Bai Ling noticed a hint of awe in their eyes, mixed with a touch of helplessness.

She guessed that the person in charge probably treated her like Lin Xin, someone they couldn't hit or scold because of her connections.

But it didn't matter; she didn't care about any of that.

We arrived at the Magic Temple, the place where apprentice magicians learn.

The person in charge, with keen insight, settled Lin Xin and Bai Ling in the rest area, and then hurriedly took Long Xingyu to see the Palace Master.

"My name is Lin Xin. Thank you for your help, young lady. May I ask if I am worthy to know your name?"

The boy bowed to Bai Ling in a gentlemanly manner to express his gratitude.

When Lin Xin raised his head, he had a beautiful, dewy rose in his mouth, gazing lovingly at the girl in front of him.

He felt that he had fallen in love with a mysterious, proud female mage.

"My name is Bai Ling, and I don't have time to play house with you."

Bai Ling snapped her fingers, and the rose that Lin Xin was holding in his mouth was instantly ignited.

"Hot! Hot! Hot!"

Lin Xin's eyes immediately turned to extreme terror. He spit out the Fiery Rose without any regard for his image and stomped on it with his foot.

After the flames died down, he took out a mirror adorned with many gemstones, which looked quite valuable, and carefully examined his lips to see if they had been burned.

"Bai Ling, you went too far! My face and mouth are very valuable. If you burn them, will you compensate me?"

As he spoke, Lin Xin lowered his voice and whispered mysteriously in Bai Ling's ear, "Bai Ling, why don't you talk to your family and tell them not to study magic at the Magic Temple in Haoyue City? I think you have good talent, so why don't you come back to the Holy Alliance with me to study? I know quite a few famous magicians!"

"Ok?"

Bai Ling distanced herself and looked at him, puzzled.

Lin Xin spread his hands generously and said, "Stop pretending. We're all connected. There's nothing we can't say. Otherwise, given that guy's personality, he would never have brought your father into the branch hall master's room to discuss things."

"My father?"

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then muttered to herself, "Even you can see that, so why is he acting so stupid?"

"what?"