High School of Demon Hunting

During curfew, students can’t go out.

But animals don’t have this restriction.

Zheng Qing ignored his mental fatigue and once again used the Art of Body Transformation, sending the Black Gem Cat out.

Due to the school’s risk warning, the Black Gem Cat was extra careful while moving, which allowed it to notice that tonight there seemed to be more small animals around the institute.

It seems this curfew has exposed many individuals with dual identities.

They just don’t know if they transformed themselves recklessly or, like him, sent out a clone.

The Black Gem Cat muttered to itself while quickening its pace, quickly arriving under the Cat Fruit Tree, unsurprisingly, where the White Jade Cat was already waiting.

"No students were harmed, and there are no signs left by the crows."

The White Jade Cat seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and before the Black Cat could speak, it directly provided the information it had, in detail far beyond what the Black Gem Cat expected: "The missing patrol team was composed of the Northern District Wizard and Huizong Tribe, two groups that had gradually come together after the founding of the Edge Academy. There are rumors that more than one fringe group within the alliance is already contacting the Northern District Wizard, attempting to form a broader alliance..."

"So is it possible that a wizard who doesn’t want to see this new alliance appear is taking action?" The Black Gem Cat showed a trace of realization, suddenly having a deeper understanding of Korma’s earlier words.

"It’s not out of the question."

The White Jade Cat sat primly with its tail curled like a true lady: "But I think there’s a greater possibility that someone is taking advantage of the chaos, slipping in while everyone’s attention is focused on the conflict between old and new powers. The biggest beneficiaries are the Traditional Wizard and the Moon Council, and from what I know about both sides, the former is too proud to lower themselves to take action against fringe groups, and the latter is being closely watched by many eyes in the alliance, so they won’t take such a risk right before the Edge Academy’s critical establishment stage..."

Zheng Qing wasn’t surprised by Jiang Yu’s insight because her thesis, "The Influence of Fringe Wizardism by the Radical Group on the Internal Structure of the Alliance," was precisely in this direction—the more important part being that her advisor, the Professor of Magical Sociology, Jiang Qianli, taught at First University and was also her clan elder.

Upon hearing her mention the Moon Council, the Black Gem Cat instinctively glanced around.

It did not see the Big Fox.

This greatly startled it.

"Where is that guy?" It sneakily looked around, asking quietly. Even without naming anyone, they both knew who was being discussed.

The White Jade Cat couldn’t help but curve her mouth slightly.

"Not sure."

Her tail tip joyfully flicked: "I guess this situation tonight is pretty big, and as the Moon Council’s representative on Buji Island, she needs to contact various aspects... so probably doesn’t have time to supervise our studies."

Even with such a big event happening, this kid is still thinking about studying.

No wonder they could apply for graduation in sophomore year.

In contrast, the Black Gem Cat felt ashamed of its own main body.

"Then we..."

The Black Gem Cat hesitated here, originally intending to ask Su Da Fox about the inside story of the incident tonight, but the White Jade Cat’s mention of ’studying’ immediately made its idea seem less appropriate.

"It’s okay, we can also review even without her."

The White Jade Cat clearly misunderstood the true reason for the Black Gem Cat’s hesitation, using its pink paw to produce a thick notebook, laying it out under the pale moonlight, and casually tapped it: "Two people can also ’question and answer’... this way, review efficiency is higher!"

Meow.

The Black Gem Cat obediently twitched its whiskers.

It didn’t object.

It believes that even if its main body were here, there would be no other choice.

...

...

At six in the morning, the sky was already bright.

After parting ways with the White Jade Cat and finishing a night of study, the Black Gem Cat sneaked back from the institute, amidst the mocking chirps of birds, towards Greenhill Mansion.

It still had other tasks to complete.

"Morning."

When passing by the mansion’s garden, the Black Gem Cat yawned and greeted Su Ya, who was bending over to catch bugs for the flowers: "—Why are you up so early today? It’s like the sun rose from the west."

Saying this, without waiting for the little fox lady’s response, it continued drowsily into the mansion.

Su Ya rose belatedly, looking in disbelief at the audacious fellow, and momentarily lost control, accidentally squashing the caterpillar she had just caught.

"Oh no! That soul light!"

The little fox lady cursed angrily behind it, then suddenly remembered something and quickly took out a piece of Blueflower Paper and a disheveled Feather Pen, licking the pen tip with her tongue to scribble a line against her knee.

Watching the paper crane flapping its wings gradually fading away, she gleefully wagged her tail.

She bent over again, diligently catching bugs for the flowers.

...

...

Swish!

Swish swish!

Black shadows darted through the depths of Silent Forest.

Waves of invisible magic radiated from these shadows, spreading in all directions like ripples in water, colliding and merging into a tightly woven net.

Soon, this net stopped at the end of the ripples.

The darting shadows paused, revealing vague figures cloaked in black robes and wearing masks. Most of the wizards wore the Assistant Group’s vanishing masks, but some had donned the Trident Sword’s Cat Mask.

This was a joint operation both inside and outside the school.

"The Huizong last appeared here."

A wizard holding a compass-shaped tracker shook the needle at the center, watching the drop of crimson liquid on the needle quickly lose its color and become almost transparent, taking a deep breath and reporting quietly: "The Bloodline Tracking Technique has completely failed. The most likely scenario is it has been completely consumed... If it were alive, even the dimensional wall couldn’t sever the bloodline connection."

The leading wizard looked up, glancing at the sky.

Dim sunlight already pierced through the treetops and dense foliage, falling into this slightly open woodland, leaving mottled shadows, much like their current mood. After a night of relentless pursuit, they still lost those, or should I say, that assailant’s trail.

"Pack up the team."

He turned his robe, vanishing instantly, leaving only an echoing sound: "—This is the last location provided by the Divination Group. If we still haven’t caught them, let’s not waste time. All teams should maintain contact in an orderly retreat. I don’t want hunters becoming prey on our watch."