Rise of The Demon General

An Guan took everyone to the administrative building. One part of this building was also a correctional facility, used to deal with students who had committed violations. There were several small cells as well as large cells in this facility.

All the students who were involved in the brawls were currently kept in the large cells. They were separated into two groups based on their factions and were kept in two different cells.

The leader of each group had been brought to the head security office for interrogation.

An Guan, aside from being the chief tutor who taught the practice class, was also the head of security in this academy. That's why he had rushed to the scene after receiving a report about the brawl. At this moment, he was in his office. Before his desk were the two students who were the leaders of the groups who had caused the ruckus, Amon and Yan Long.

"So, let me get this straight. You, Yan Long, were holding one of his friends against his will," An Guan said after listening to both their stories.

"As I said before, we invited him peacefully and were just persuading him to stay for a time," Yan Long said.

"Zip it! I don't need your bullshit. Don't interrupt me! I will ask you if I require your input," An Guan scolded.

Yan Long's face showed a hurt expression but otherwise, he didn't say anything further.

"And you, Lin Mo, gathered your remaining friends and go over and start a fight to save your captive friend. Is that correct?" An Guan asked Amon.

"That's correct," Amon replied.

"Can't you just talk it over nicely?" An Guan asked.

"That was what I was trying to do, tutor An Guan! I have been trying to talk with this maniac, but he and his friends just start attacking without any reason!" Yan Long uttered.

An Guan gave Yan Long an annoyed look. Yan Long realized he had interrupted without being asked again. He lowered his head for an apology. An Guan then turned to Amon again, expecting an answer.

"Our kind only understand one thing, power! Talking won't solve anything. If we want to make them stop doing the same thing again, we have to inflict pain on them. So that they won't dare to repeat this transgression again!"

"Our kind?" An Guan asked while rubbing his temple. At the same time, he thought, 'F*ck! This boy doesn't even bother to try making an excuse.'

"Cultivators. We are fighters. We make our enemies understand our intention using our fists," Amon replied.

"Enemies? They are your fellow students…," An Guan said.

"They acted like one, so we treated them as one."

An Guan rubbed his temple again. 'Is this the first rank freshman Lao Zen had asked them to pay attention to?'

An Guan leaned back onto his chair and tapped his desk. After a while, he said, "A lot of students have been wounded. A few even suffer serious injuries. Someone will have to take responsibility."

"That's easy, he started the fight. So, he should be the one responsible," Yan Long quickly said.

An Guan looked at Amon, who was silent. "What do you say?" He asked.

"Those with serious injuries were wounded by the junior student associated with his group," Amon replied.

"Because of a fight that you started!" Yan Long exclaimed, trying to make sure An Guan didn't forget this point.

"I fought because you kidnapped one of my men," Amon returned.

"We were just giving him our hospitality!" Yan Long uttered.

Amon didn't bother to give any further response.

"Tutor An Guan, you have to uphold justice," Yan Long said. "Yan Dose, my cousin, never intended to hurt anyone. It was only due to this person's provocation that he had made an error. He was simply trying to defend himself. Lin Mo's people hit him first!"

"It doesn't matter. He is already in the wrong when he was found on the Freshman ground. He was never supposed to be there!" An Guan said. "His punishment is the heaviest. If he is not of the Yan clan, he will have been expelled already. His academic points have been deducted and he will have to pay for the pills and medicines required for the wounded students to recover. For those who have lost limbs due to his sword attacks, he will have to source the regrowth pills on his own within these three months. Failure to do so will have him expelled."

"But… But…, there are five people who need the pills…," Yan Long stammered.

"That's right. So he better hopes your Yan clan is willing to spend to help him out of this mess," An Guan replied. "If he fails, the academy will have to request the stock from the kingdom but we will bill your clan for the expenses."

Yan Long was speechless. Regrowth Pills were not exactly cheap. But the price was not the most troublesome thing, they were also very hard to come by. The pill was made from very rare ingredients and only the best pill masters could concoct them. If any regrowth pills came up in the market, every prominent clan would fight for them. Hence, these pills were usually only purchasable in an auction, and they also only appeared on rare occasions. Thus, Yan Long was not confident they could source five regrowth pills within the three months deadline.

Furthermore, both he and Yan Dose were not exactly the top priority for the Yan clan. That's why they had been sent here to the royal academy instead of being nurtured directly within the clan.

Yan Long felt a shiver. He pitied Yan Dose but at the same time, he was glad that it was not him who had been demanded to source for the regrowth pills.

Amon also understood the rarity of the regrowth pills. He still had four in his black space ring. If people knew he had them, this alone was enough to make him a prime robbery target, not to mention the other valuables inside his ring.

He had tried asking San Guo to source for more, but San Guo had failed to procure any. Even if he had the aer stones, getting the pills meant opposing the prominent clans who were also targeting the pills in the auction. San Guo was not that daring enough.

"Before you worry about your cousin, you have better worry about yourself first," An Guan said after seeing Yan Long's pale expression. "You two are not off the hook yet. Even though your punishment is not as severe as Yan Dose's, you will still get a punishment."

"We didn't break any rule as Yan Dose did. Isn't fighting allowed inside the academy?" Amon asked. "Only he who used a weapon and severely wounded others. We did not."

"Fighting is allowed to encourage your fighting spirit as a cultivator, but not inciting a mass altercation like what you two did. If you are planning a mass fight, then do it behind closed doors where it doesn't bother others, and make sure that no one is seriously hurt!" An Guan replied. "We will spare your underlings, but not you two. We know about these factions you boys have created. Since you are their leaders, then you two will have to bear their wrongdoings."

"Bu–But… I'm not the…"

"Quiet! Do you want me to give you a harsher punishment?!" An Guan scolded and cut Yan Long's words.

Yan Long was dejected. He was trying to say that he was not the leader. The real leader of the freshman nobles faction was Gao Dou, who was absent during the brawl.

"10,000 academic points have been registered as your debt. Both of you will have to work off this debt," An Guan said.

Yan Long's eyes turned wide. Li Niang didn't announce the minimum academic points required for a freshman student to consider eligible to pass into the junior class, but it was also not a secret. Many students had gone and asked about it in the information center. They found out that the required minimum standard was 50,000 academic points. Any freshman whose points were below that number would have to leave the academy by the end of their five years term.

Having a 10,000 academic points debt meant that they had to collect twenty percent more than the other students.

Amon had collected a few academic points since he had produced some items from the specialization classes. From the number of points he had received, he could understand better the significance of this debt. When he produced the item, he was given only 1 academic point. Since it was a product created from the most basic recipe, Amon didn't think the given point was too little. But if he used this as a basis to pay off the debt, this meant that he would have to produce at least six items every day for the next five years.

During Amon's visit to the specialization classes, he only produced an average of five items a day. Of course, he didn't try his best to rush at the time, but he still used an entire day to produce those five. If he used this avenue to work off his debt, he wouldn't have the time to do anything else.

While Yan Long was lamenting the extra hardship, An Guan was not yet finished. An Guan mercilessly added, "And from now on, any academic points you two received will receive a five percent fine. This condition is permanent until the end of your freshman years."

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