Chapter 1010: Seventh Day of the Seventh Month (4)

Shen Yanxiao sat on her seat—her ears drowning in mocking comments. But there was no trace of anger on her face. She just calmly looked at Du Lang and the rest on the stage.

“Teacher…” Nangong Mengmeng looked at Shen Yanxiao with concern.

Shen Yanxiao remained silent. She was currently thinking about a problem, a problem that she had overlooked.

In Saint Laurent Academy, magical beasts were rarely used in fights. As a result, Shen Yanxiao subconsciously ignored the importance of magical beasts. Even though she had Vermilion Bird by her side, she would almost always take action on her own without any help. However, when she saw the difference in both sides, she realized that she had overlooked a huge problem.

Magical beasts!

The magical beasts of Du Lang and the others were considered pretty good amongst ordinary people. However, the magical beasts in the hands of experts she would have to face in the future would not be lower than the advanced level, even mythical beasts might appear. However, among her subordinates, with the exception of the five beasts, practically no one had a high level magical beast.

Du Lang and the rest were pretty skilled, and they had good teamwork. If it were a fight between humans, Shen Yanxiao believed that they would not necessarily lose. However, they were suppressed by the opponent in terms of magical beast level which was hard to swallow.

A person could only sign a contract with one magical beast in their life, as a person’s mental energy could not support the contract of two magical beasts.

The advancement of magical beasts was very slow, and it was not impossible to nurture low-level magical beasts. The only problem in nurturing them was that they had to feed their beast a large number of magical cores.

However, this method would only be used on magical beasts of the intermediate level and above. To nurture low-level magical beasts to the intermediate level, the cost far outweighed the value of low-level magical beasts. Even those who could afford to feed them would not look for low-level magical beasts to call their own.

At this point, Shen Yanxiao regretted it very much. She should have thought of gathering magical cores for Du Lang and the rest to increase their strength. Money was not a problem for her, but now that she had discovered this lapse in judgement of hers, she felt remorse for the first time.

In the end, Shen Yanxiao was not a G.o.d. It was impossible for her to take care of everything. It was already not easy for her to reach her current state. She had only transmigrated for a little more than a year and at each point, she had encountered many setbacks in order to improve. Even if she had three heads and six arms, it was impossible for her to be so thorough.

“Qi Xia.” Shen Yanxiao suddenly said.

“Hmm?” Qi Xia looked at Shen Yanxiao and noticed a trace of seriousness under her seemingly calm expression.

“Use all the connections of the Qilin Family and help me purchase a batch of magical cores. No limit on the quant.i.ty.” Shen Yanxiao gritted her teeth. This was her mistake so she had to think of a way to remedy it.

“Alright.” Qi Xia soon understood Shen Yanxiao’s intentions.

Unfortunately, her current realization could not change the situation.

Shen Yanxiao was depressed, but Elder Wen and Geng Di were over the moon. How could a team of low-level magical beasts compete with the elites of Fantasy Devil City? They could not wait and see the Sun Never Sets’s team getting beaten up.

Everyone in the stadium had already guessed the defeat of Sun Never Sets. Even Shen Yanxiao had lost her confidence.

With such a huge disparity in strength, how could Du Lang and the rest win?

On the stage, the Cave Wolves Mercenary Group members held their heads high. Even when they were faced with powerful opponents, none of them revealed the slightest trace of timidity.