Magic School: My Students Are Too Arrogant!

In a lush forest.

A thousand-meter-tall tree stood in the forest.

It was surrounded by auspicious signs, and traces of magic power leaked out from the branches of the trees.

The thick branches of the trees coiled around the entire forest, causing the surrounding vicious beasts to not dare to approach. Even the nearby creatures couldn’t help but tremble.

There was also a green river in the distance. It was the juice produced by the Groot race. They had spent thousands of years gathering it with their power.

This liquid was the lifeline of their entire race.

The green liquid could increase the speed of magic cultivation, and the center of the river was also a sacred place for the healing of the clansmen.

The Longevity Holy Tree of the spirit realm elves was very similar to the vital signs of the Groot tribe.

It was rumored that the Holy Tree of Life was originally the ancestor of the Groot Treants. However, after that great war, the Holy Tree of Life exhausted all its life force to save the elves. From then on, the Holy Tree of Life fell asleep.

This river was the result of the tribe losing the protection of the holy tree and depending on their own strength. It was also from then on that the entire tribe of the Groot Treants began to rise.

However, even though the Groot Treant was emitting such a terrifying aura, he did not have any evil tendencies. Instead, he exuded an indescribable aura of a ruffian.

He transformed into a human-sized treant and cursed.

“Shit, little golden roc, just you wait…!”

“My beautiful dream has been disturbed by you again. How many days have I not had a peaceful sleep!”

Groot cursed as he jumped into the river beside him. He seemed to be cleaning something.

He washed himself especially hard, as if he was stained with something unclean.

“Oh! Oh my god, don’t let me catch you, you little bird.”

“You’re actually excreting feces on this young master’s head again.”

“Aiya, so smelly, so smelly! All my green leaves have been ruined and dirtied by you. You’re really abominable.”

“Sooner or later, this Young Master will catch you personally and boil you into soup to nourish this Young Master.”

Groot cursed as he washed the things on his body.

A long time ago, when Groot had reached a bottleneck in his magic training, he had wandered around and accidentally entered the Ross Library of Flanders Magic Academy.

In the Ross Library, Groot saw the magic books written by Flanders and was inspired to break through his bottleneck.

Not only had he awakened the Treant bloodline in his body, but he had also made a qualitative leap in his magic power.

The book, ‘Power of Green’, fascinated Groot deeply. At first, he did not find anything special about it, but the more he read, the more he fell into it. The little treant turned into a little bookworm.

Groot had never read a book so obsessively since he was a kid.

The magnificent scenes, the vast battles, and the endless epic scrolls all fascinated him.

As the leader of the Groot Treants in the spirit realm, he had spent the first half of his life in dull cultivation and boredom. When had he ever seen such an interesting magic book!

Not only was it a book, but it was also a magic book that was beneficial to one’s magic cultivation.

At that time, Groot had been in the Ross library, reading until he was dizzy and delirious. He was practically learning the magic power in the books without sleep or rest.

Groot also met many friends there.

For example, the mischievous little golden roc from the Shadow Realm.

Those were the happiest moments of his life.

But happiness was happiness. If the little golden roc was itching for a beating, he still had to deal with it!

“I won’t spare you, little golden roc.”

Groot roared loudly. After cleaning the last piece of excrement on his body, he casually picked a few leaves to wipe the water off his body. He looked at his tree trunk with a look of disgust and a little pampering.

Every single one of the Groot Treants recorded in history had a dignified aura. Every single one of them was an existence that stood proudly in the world.

That was not what he had in mind.

Ever since he came back from Ross Library, he learned his teacher’s lazy attitude. From then on, he looked forward to a carefree life.

Thus, when he returned, he changed his way of doing things and led his clansmen to lead a leisurely life.

However, he did not forget his teacher’s teachings. He also used the magic power he learned to rob the rich to help the poor and help the other weak races.

A few days ago, he met a mountain demon. Groot sneaked into his territory and stole all his magic ores while the mountain demon was sleeping.

Anyway, these were all looted by mountain demons from other weak races.

Then, Groot was hunted down by the mountain demons.

That mountain demon was not ordinary. It was extremely difficult to deal with because it had cultivated for more than a thousand years and had plundered a large amount of magic ores. It had already become a high-level mage, and Groot had almost died in the hands of this mountain demon.

Fortunately, he met the little golden roc while escaping and escaped death. He worked together with the little golden roc to kill the mountain demon that had the strength of a High-level Mage.

After coming here, the little golden roc had been sleeping in the dense leaves of Groot every day.

Groot had narrowly escaped death. He’d escaped the mountain demon’s pursuit, but he hadn’t escaped the clutches of his little junior.

He was not chased to death by the mountain demon, but he might be angered to death by his junior in the future.

The little golden roc had a mischievous nature and liked to tease others, but it actually did not have any malicious intentions.

“It’s only been a few days since we were dismissed from the Ross Library. Have you forgotten that I’m your senior?”

Groot pretended to be serious.

“If you have the ability, catch up with me first.”

The little golden roc naturally understood Groot’s temper, and that was why he dared to play with him.

So the two mages chased each other through the jungle, talking and laughing.

Groot suddenly said dejectedly, “I don’t know when I’ll be able to return to Ross Library. I suddenly miss the principal.”

“No, we can’t just go back like this. We haven’t even made a name for ourselves outside. How can we have the face to go back and see Teacher?”

“We can’t be overtaken by other races’ cultivators.”

The Ross Library was a sacred place in Groot’s heart, a most sacred place.

That place accepted people regardless of background, past, or talent.

The most devoted mages were huddled in that library, reading bitterly through the cold windows while laughing.

There were books to read, friends, and the loveliest teacher.

“Don’t worry, we’ll go back to see the principal in the best way possible.”

The little golden roc patted Groot’s shoulder and also felt a little dejected.

After being separated for a short period of time, he felt even more longing than when he did not see the principal for a few years.