Turns out it was an early admission—and Sky Qi was the only one recruited. His performance in the Grand Melee left the entire field without a chance to fight back.
No matter how unhappy others were, they had to accept one fact: during that chaotic brawl, over a hundred students were instantly wiped out by Sky Qi alone.
Those who’d witnessed the melee and seen Sky Qi unleash his ultimate move would never forget that scene.
Countless magic swords converged into a formation, his ghostly figure flashing through the crowd...
Sky Qi only stayed a day—grabbing a free meal at the cafeteria before heading back to sleep. The rest of the time was peaceful; Jaina didn’t bother him again.
The sun rose over the academy’s back mountain, veiled by crimson clouds. Gentle sunlight pierced the mist, bathing the land like a golden waterfall spewed by an Infernal Dragon.
Sky Qi slapped his forehead. Had he gone dragon-crazy lately? Why did everything remind him of dragons? He even chuckled at himself.
Every girls’ dorm room was absurdly lavish. The bathroom had a bathtub and a wall-mounted bookshelf filled with magic manuals and legendary tales of the continent.
Sky Qi froze. Was this a dorm or a library?
Two large magic lamps hung from the ceiling, ensuring bright light even at night.
The door didn’t need a key—just a student card swiped over a mana stone lock.
The principle was simple to Sky Qi: the card was likely polished mana stone. When two mana stones touched, they reacted, unlocking the door. With materials, he could build one himself.
The quilt was stitched with cotton, patterned like a girl’s face and stamped with the academy crest.
Even a vanity stood beside the bathroom...
When Sky Qi first arrived, he’d been stunned. Was this really a dorm? It felt like a luxury magic hotel.
And according to Adolf, the boys’ dorms were crowded shared rooms. What a gap—no comparison, no pain.
Was it really fair for old headmaster Adolf to treat the male students this way? Sky Qi shivered at the thought.
Oh right—class today? Sky Qi glanced at the wall clock. His smile froze. Vicky had said class started at 8:30. It was already 8:40.
He was the strongest anyway. Skipping class shouldn’t matter, he told himself. Besides, he still didn’t know which class he was assigned to.
Might as well check on Lin Xiarri’s progress. He forced a sheepish grin, crawling out of bed—then his expression twisted strangely.
His hands trembled uncontrollably. His face twitched. Something was terribly wrong.
He’d left the bed, yet the blanket was still bulging. Clearly, someone was inside.
With shaking fingers, he slowly reached for the blanket’s edge, gripped it quietly—and yanked it open!
A figure lunged at him. Sky Qi’s pupils shrank. He crossed his arms, magic surging through his body. An invisible barrier formed the moment his arms locked.
He’d used half his strength to defend. Anyone who could sneak into his bed undetected and strike deserved caution.
The figure’s hands touched the barrier—and tore through it like thin paper. The shield shattered instantly, dissolving into faint golden light in the sunlight.
What...? Sky Qi froze. The next instant, his whole body slammed to the floor. His crossed arms had only made it easier for her to pin him down.
“Hey! What are you doing in my bed?!” Sky Qi yelled.
Jaina straddled his waist, her arms pinning his crossed wrists like a prayer pose.
“What’s so strange?” Jaina teased, sticking out her tongue as she leaned over him. “I’m bonding with my future slave.”
“Who’s your slave? Get off!” Sky Qi’s half-formed spell fizzled. He couldn’t grasp why this dragon girl was acting crazy.
He couldn’t move. An overwhelming force locked his body under Jaina’s weight.
“Stop joking. Get up,” Sky Qi said, bewildered.
“Nope.” Jaina pouted stubbornly. “Not until you agree to be my slave.”
Sky Qi dropped the pointless argument. He frowned, surrendering. Resisting was useless until he regained his strength.
He faced a dragon—her power, speed, and magic crushed him. Running for help was pointless. If he pushed her too far, she might shift into her true form. Then it’d be over.
“Don’t be like this,” Jaina sighed, pinching Sky Qi’s cheeks and stretching them.
“Ow! That hurts!” Sky Qi mumbled, flailing his hands to slap her arms—but it did nothing.
He feared no death or pain, but this torture broke him. He raised his hands in surrender. “Stop! Stop!”
Jaina released him, grinning. “The contract’s active now.”
Sky Qi jolted. An invisible curse sparked in his Sea of Magic. The pale blue ocean shimmered under a layer of golden light.
His eyes widened in horror. Impossible! He hadn’t agreed to anything—how had this contract formed?
Instinctively, he rallied his Sea of Magic to resist. But the golden light fused with it completely. Even violent waves couldn’t shake it loose.
“This can’t be...” He felt his body change, sensing an unbreakable link to Jaina.
Like two fate threads tangled beyond separation.
“My slave,” Jaina’s golden eyes glowed with ancient authority. Her voice made Sky Qi shudder.
His body slowly rose from the floor—utterly beyond his control.
