Chapter 11 Equal Life-Binding Contract (Part 3)_1

"Oh?" Fergerson's interest was immediately piqued, and he inquired, "Can you ascertain exactly what kind of Magical Beast this is?"

The Red Dragon Kosa shook his huge head, "No, I cannot be certain. I can only feel that the aura of this growth-type Magical Beast puts tremendous pressure on me, but I have never encountered this aura before and cannot determine which Magical Beast it belongs to. Additionally, there's the presence of humans here. It must be someone summoning a Magical Beast."

Given that the Dragon Clan's ability to sense auras is hundreds of times stronger than that of humans, Fergerson had no doubts about his partner's words. He couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Even growth-type Magical Beasts wouldn't be able to exert such immense pressure on Kosa before reaching rank Nine. If there really was a rank Nine Beast appearing here, that would be quite strange. Kosa's feeling of aversion at least proved one thing, this Magical Beast was definitely not from the Dragon Clan.

Ye Yinzhu was unaware that the Equal Life Contract he had just completed with Zi had caught Dean Fergerson's attention, and now he was walking back to the Academy with Zi.

"Yin Zhu, I must go now. If you ever encounter any trouble you can't resolve, summon me." Zi said as he embraced Yin Zhu, the coldness in his eyes completely gone, replaced by the gentleness of an older brother caring for his younger sibling.

"Zi, if you ever have any trouble, you must summon me too. I've said that I would protect you." Ye Yinzhu smiled gently, not worried about Zi not being by his side. Whenever he wished, Zi could be summoned to his presence.

After the contract was completed, Ye Yinzhu and Zi felt a strange mental connection in their minds. They found each other's aura more familiar and could even feel each other's emotions through that slight spiritual link.

"Zi, I'm hesitating." Yin Zhu said.

"What are you hesitating about?"

"Today, the freshman competition has already started. We won the first match against the Water Attribute, but Granny Nina once said that the Water Attribute is the weakest among the Nine Magic Attributes. The opponents from the other departments are very strong. I don't know if I should use Sound Blade fused into the music to contend with them. Grandpa Qin said that anyone who sees my Sound Blade must die, but my father just told me 'not to inflict death for a crime that does not warrant it'. It's just a competition; naturally, it falls into the category of crimes that do not warrant death."

Zi understood Yin Zhu's dilemma and smiled faintly, "It's up to you to decide. But I can only say that while your Grandpa Qin fears revealing your ability and has his concerns, if you want to become a strong individual, while it's necessary to conceal your true strength, it's equally important to train and enhance your combat experience. Concealment is not the best approach; becoming stronger is the goal."

Ye Yinzhu nodded, "That's what I think too. Moreover, it's important that everyone in the Divine Music Department aside from me are girls. I don't want them to get hurt in the upcoming matches, nor do I want them to block the opponents' attacks for me. I'm a man, and I have to stand at the forefront."

"Yin Zhu, you're growing up fast. I can leave with peace of mind. Remember one thing: our Equal Summoning can only succeed when the other party is not in a state of combat. In other words, if you want to summon me to your side now, I must not be in a state of combat. Otherwise, the summoning will not work. The same goes the other way around. Only the party in combat can summon the party not in the state of combat." Zi patted Yin Zhu's shoulder again and turned to leave. Ye Yinzhu then realized that, unbeknownst to him, he had already returned to the front of Milan Magic Martial Academy.

Strolling into the academy, he no longer needed to hurry, and slowly made his way towards the mixed area alone. His memory was excellent; having lived at the academy for several days, he had memorized the paths to the places he frequented.

Breathing in the fresh air of the academy and passing through the Northern District, he was just about to reach the mixed area when Yin Zhu was stopped by a group of people.

There were seven individuals in total, varying in height, and the weapons on their persons indicated that they weren't part of the Northern District's Magic Department.

"Stop right there. You're Ye Yinzhu, aren't you?" The seven individuals lined up in a row, blocking Ye Yinzhu's path.

"That's me. Is there a problem?" Yin Zhu frowned, his intuition telling him that these people were not well-meaning.

"A problem? Of course, there's a problem. Kid, you made us lose a lot of money today. We were planning to make some pocket change, but instead you, a single green among the blossoms, messed it up. You tell me, what should we do?" The young man leading them was tall and similar in size to Feschera, looking to be about twenty years old, with an aggressive demeanor. He carried two huge battle axes on his back.

Ye Yinzhu was somewhat baffled, "I made you lose money?"

"Of course. Do you think I, Ganedi, would lie? Today, your Divine Music Department won against the Water Attribute, and we bet on Water Attribute winning, resulting in a total loss." It turned out that during the freshmen competition, some upperclassmen would secretly organize betting pools, and the battle between the Divine Music Department and the Water Attribute was the focus of the entire freshman contest. The bets weren't on who would win, as no one favored the Divine Music Department. Instead, they bet whether the Divine Music Department could withstand the Water Attribute for half an hour. Obviously, the overwhelming majority lost. This Ganedi and the other six individuals were work-study students living in the mixed area. Having little money, they believed they had a guaranteed win but ended up losing significantly. Unable to take it, they didn't dare to trouble the noble ladies of the Divine Music Department, so they blocked Ye Yinzhu, who also lived in the mixed area, to vent their frustration.

"That's your own business, what does it have to do with me? What do you want to do?" Yin Zhu wasn't so easy to bully. Seeing Ganedi and his six companions' provocation, he pondered whether these were the people whom his father referred to as not deserving death.

"What do we want to do? We don't want to do much. Just compensate us for our losses, and we'll be on our way. Not much, just forty Gold Coins. Give us the money, and we'll leave. Otherwise, you're going to suffer a bit today." Ganedi's stature wasn't much different from Zi's, his hands the size of palm-leaf fans, clenched together, creaking his bones. With his intimidating appearance, he indeed looked scary. Unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong person today.

"I don't have any money, and even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you. Haven't you heard that in gambling, you must be willing to accept your losses? Don't you understand that?" A faint cold light surfaced on Yin Zhu's face, the Zhu Douqi inside him flowing. The explosive power he had obtained from his contract with Zi surged within him, ready to emerge. Faced with these opponents, he didn't plan to use the Haiyue Qinhui Zither he had just acquired.

At this moment, a bizarre scene unfolded. Ganedi, who was about to erupt, suddenly became stiff, his body motionless, his eyes filled with horror. A seven-inch-long dagger had, at some point, been placed against his throat. The dagger was black, not reflective, but the deadly aura it emitted sent shivers across his skin, even causing it to tremble. The cold killing intent stimulated his throat, making him feel as if his hot blood was about to gush out.

"Right, just like that, don't move. I can't guarantee my hand will always be this steady," a gentle voice sounded from behind Ganedi. His six companions looked on in shock. Unbeknownst to them, behind Ganedi, a slender figure had appeared. At that moment, one of his hands was pressing down on Ganedi's broad shoulder, supporting his own body, while the other hand held the black-bladed dagger. A faint smile was on his face, but his eyes were filled with a deathly light.