The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

At the waist of the mountain stood exquisite little house after house, powerful Spiritual Energy pulsing in the surroundings.

Behind the prince, Theor Galearms sighed and remarked, "Your majesty, the first-class disciple treatment really is countless times better than second-class disciples like us."

Perhaps for the new disciples to better look out for each other, the Spirit Devouring Mountain had temporarily grouped the geniuses from the same continent together.

Theor Galearms, Zulfi Dimitry, Argus Woska, Shifa Pista, Gill Subzi and Cen Zutton with the rest of Naran Continent's geniuses were situated at the foot of the mountain nearby. All of the Naran Continent martial masters were selected as third Class disciples. With the exception of those who entered Spirity Tower, they got second class.

However, their living quarters were what seemed to be a series of joined little huts that looked rather simplistic.

Compared to Ezra Zephyr's, the difference was pretty vast.

The others nodded one after another, envy filling their eyes.

They were geniuses that had lived a life of luxury in the past. Now, however, their living standards had fallen drastically, and it was going to be pretty hard to get used to.

Ezra looked at the people in front and said in a serious tone. "I want you all in first class, but the seats are limited. So, either be in first class or second class. I will not back anyone who failed my expectation.

As for materials to grow, I will give you all I have." He looked at other geniuses of Naran and continued. "We are on the same boat now, so be obedient and you will reach the sky under my guidance, I assure you." Everybody nodded including Cen Zutton, who once opposed him.

After that the atmosphere became tense, the prince chuckled and comforted them a little, before beginning to climb up to the waist of the mountain, he saw a small house.

After entering the house, Ezra Zephyr began to look around with some interest, finding the place very satisfactory.

Most importantly, he had discovered the Spiritual Rune boundary in the little house that continuously collected the surrounding Spiritual Energy. Living in such a place for a long period would definitely be very beneficial to his martial prowess.

On a table in the house, he saw a cloth bag which he picked up and shook, causing tinkling sounds to emerge.

He reached in a grabbed a strip of jade that was the size of a baby's fist. The clear jade sparkled as pure Spiritual Energy spread from it.

The prince curiously mumbled to himself, "Is this a Spirit jade piece?"

Everything here felt so fresh. Ezra Zephyr arrived at the balcony on the second floor as warm sunlight sprinkled down and bathed his body. It felt extremely comfortable.

The prince closed his eyes in enjoyment for a brief moment, before he suddenly felt a gaze look towards him from far away. He looked over, only to see another little house on the right.

A pretty figure in red gracefully stood on the balcony, her slender and sexy figure made even more apparent when she leaned against the railing.

It was Ravina Ingale.

Upon sensing Ezra's gaze, Ravina frowned slightly before turning around and entering the house. She clearly did not approve of this first-class disciple that had pulled strings to obtain his status.

The prince of werewolves merely chuckled upon seeing this, unbothered by her attitude.

<Somewhere in Spirit Devouring Mountain - A certain house in the outer Mountains>

Elder Yin sat on a chair as he calmly took a sip of tea. Before him stood a young man in blue with a respectful expression. His face was ordinary, but his eyes appeared a little devious, somewhat similar to a wolf.

"Elder Yin, you were the one who agreed that I would get a first-class disciple quota." Said the young man in blue with a pained face.

Yin waved his hand and replied, "I too did not expect things to turn out this way. Xavier forcibly shoved someone in."

Yin indifferently said, "Hehe, don't worry Peliok. I was the one at fault this time. I will return everything."

The youth in blue called Peliok hurriedly said, "How can I take back the gifts I've given Elder Yin."

Yin nodded in admiration. He lightly tapped the table as he said, "Although Elder has become a first-class disciple, it's not like you don't have any chance at all.

According to the rules, competition is encouraged amongst the new disciples. You are currently at the 2nd Level of Core Formation, while Ezra Zephyr is merely at the 1st level of Core Formation.

You only need to find a chance to challenge him, and once you succeed, you will naturally replace him as a first-class disciple.

Tomorrow will be good. That kid will have already enjoyed a night in the little house, so he will not be overly unhappy even if beaten back to where he belongs."

Joy immediately flitted across Peliok's eyes when he heard this. "Does Elder Yin mean that?"

Yin glanced at the former and said, "If you defeat him in front of everyone, I will take away his first-class disciple status and transfer it to you."

Peliok was over the moon. "Thank you for the advice, Elder Yin!"

In his opinion, Ezra would not be any problem as long as he had Yin's approval.

To Peliok, it was just too easy to deal with a 1st level expert.

Yin grinned widely as he waved his hand.

Upon seeing this, Peliok tactfully withdrew.

Yin toyed with the cup in his hand as he watched the former leave. He chuckled to himself as he said, "Ezra is not tactful at all. I've already waited for a good half of the day, if he had voluntarily come to offer me generous gifts, I may have sheltered a little. Unfortunately, he's just too stupid.

Although it isn't appropriate for me to personally go after you, if you are eliminated in accordance with the rules, even the two elders above me won't have anything to say."

In the outer mountains, beside himself as the manager, there were two outer mountain elders. However, these two elders usually did not give any attention to such matters. Hence, it could be said that Yin was the greatest authority in the outer mountains.