This Summoner Is Too Powerful

On the border between the southwest two districts of Xidu University, by a wide river.

Headmaster Yang Sheng, known as Principal Cha, was quietly holding his tea, standing on the bank waiting.

Apart from him, there were also three strange magical beasts present.

A small cat made of vines and green leaves, a little rainbow-colored sparrow, and a pale white little snake that looked like a thought-form.

No one knew they had arrived, and no one knew they had already been waiting here for most of the day.

[I really didn’t expect that that day would come for Elder before it came for me.]

Lazily lying on Principal Cha’s shoulder, the little thought-form dragon spoke with a sigh.

[Well, it was already very old before it came to this world, after all.]

There was a cup of tea in front of the little sparrow as well.

[By the way, Little Yang-Yang, you brew a pretty good pot of tea.]

It pecked a few sips and gave its praise.

"Hehehehe, of course."

"This is magical beast tea I cultivated with great care."

Principal Cha chuckled and took a sip himself.

But in his eyes there was a trace of regret that no one could perceive.

He guessed that after a while, it wouldn’t be so easy to drink this anymore.

[Roar...]

The little vine tiger licked the familiar taste in its teacup, feeling somewhat indignant.

That damn bird actually got to drink its favorite tea too.

The three of them were, respectively, miniature incarnations of the three guardian beasts: Climbing Wall Vine, Long Zuo, and Hundred-Head Bird.

[Anyway, speaking of which, this world is really quite suitable for retirement.]

Long Zuo’s tone was slow, tinged with drowsiness.

[That’s certainly true.]

Hundred-Head Bird chimed in.

Before being summoned to Blue Star, they had all gone through many battles in their respective otherworlds.

It had to be said, the current Blue Star provided an environment that was much, much more peaceful overall.

[...]

Listening to their conversation, Climbing Wall Vine didn’t say anything.

Because before it came to Blue Star, it had only been a plant seed in another world.

"These fifty years, you elders have worked hard."

Principal Cha nodded.

He understood that although they’d enjoyed stability, it had in effect meant losing a great deal of freedom.

When he took over the headmaster’s position, the four guardian beasts had only just settled into place.

He had no idea how the former headmaster pulled it off, finding such powerful magical beasts to guard Xidu University’s secret barrier.

If that man hadn’t taken care of the secret barrier, if he hadn’t recommended him, Principal Cha wouldn’t have had the chance to sit in this dean’s seat.

But that man had always been used to living free and easy; it’s said that after serving for barely half a year and resolving the guardianship problem, he left behind a resignation letter and quietly departed.

Anyway, whether publicly or privately, he owed that man a huge favor.

So when the man contacted him and asked him to help keep an eye on his grandson, he agreed on the spot, even though he had no idea why the grandfather and the grandson didn’t share the same family name.

If the former headmaster hadn’t repeatedly warned him never to give special treatment or let it be discovered, Principal Cha would have gladly just had the kid live in his own house and treated him like a blood brother.

He wondered how that kid was doing now, studying as an exchange student and muddling along at Imperial University.

[Yeah, it’s already been as long as fifty years.]

[Back then, when that guy came wreathed in roaring flames and burned my centuries-old nest to ashes, he scared me half to death.]

Hearing Principal Cha say this, Hundred-Head Bird’s expression turned nostalgic.

[That’s nothing—he burned to death my 108 wives.]

Climbing Wall Vine’s tone carried even deeper resentment.

Though these so‑called wives were just ordinary flowers and plants without sentience, merely ones that grew neatly and looked prettier.

[...]

This time, it was Long Zuo’s turn to fall silent.

Because it was the only one back then that got physically convinced, and the pain of those fists landing solidly on flesh was still fresh in its memory.

"Alas, it’s just a pity we can’t find any trace of him."

"Otherwise, he should be the one best suited to give the most accurate assessment of Elder Gui Hun’s health."

Hearing them bring up the former headmaster, Principal Cha sounded regretful.

If you asked who on Blue Star knew turtle-type summoned beasts best, it was definitely him.

After all, when the New Era arrived two hundred years ago, he was the first Summoner to call forth a turtle-type summoned beast.

And the former headmaster, a researcher by background, had risen to fame precisely through studying turtle-type summoned beasts.

At the same time, that turtle-type summoned beast had brought him an enviably long lifespan; although he wasn’t the strongest Summoner on Blue Star—not even in the top ten—it was said he was the one with the best chance of ascending to an other realm.

Splish, splash...

Just as everyone was talking, the previously calm riverbank stirred with the sound of water.

A middle‑aged man, dripping wet from head to toe, and a young man wrapped in a transparent protective shield climbed ashore.

"Father‑in‑law."

The middle‑aged man walked up to Principal Cha’s side.

Turned out he was Wu Guinan’s father, the top figure in the turtle Summoner circle—the Turtle Emperor.

There were very few Summoners in the turtle circle, so the generations had a big gap.

After the former headmaster, it was more or less his turn.

"Principal Yang."

The young man next to him also greeted Principal Cha, appearing very respectful.

He looked youthful in appearance but was actually maintaining his looks by special means; his real age was about the same as the Turtle Emperor’s.

He was Nan Guan, head of the first‑year combat division at Imperial University.

A Summoner skilled in barrier techniques, his level was renowned in the field, so he had been secretly invited here.

"How’s the situation?"

From the moment they landed, Principal Cha’s gaze had been fixed on his son‑in‑law.

The other three guardian beasts were the same.

"The situation is not optimistic."

The Turtle Emperor let out a sigh.