The Atrocious Werewolf Prince



On the mountain that carried thousands of platforms, every eye was looking at the man called Ezra Zephyr.

The prince of Bloodfang Kingdom replied with a smile on his face. "I'll join Alchemic Rune Academy."

BOOM… a shock hit everyone who heard that, Alchemic Rune Academy? What kind of peak was that, the weakest one who doesn't even have 500 disciples even if you combine both outer and inner disciples. Actually, in past, they were two different peaks, one that solely worked on runes and the other that taught about alchemy,

However, the alchemy peak was dead for numerous years, the only peak that taught about runes was prosperous. It was active to the point that it was ranked 1st within the 7 peaks, but with the disappearance of the Alchemic Rune Peak's master, Jason Felletter, the prosperous peak crumbled and nobody knew how and why, but all the geniuses from that peak either died unnatural deaths, vanished into thin air or left to other big continents.

Slowly the once prosperous peak turned into a ruined one and there was none who could reestablish it or to be more precise there wasn't anyone with enough talent to do so.

And now, the most treasured disciple of this generation wants to join that very dead peak!

"Ezra, you truly have the right to choose the peak you desire to be a part of but… please, don't waste your talent in vain. Just don't join that peak for the sake of this sect." the voice of Master Franco was different, that wasn't how the master of a giant peak should talk. 

"That's a bit offensive, Master Franco." the one who spoke this time was the man at the very last branch who represented Alchemic Rune Peak.

Be that as it may, that young werewolf prince simply shook his head. "I have made up my mind, Master Franco."

Master Franco opened his mouth to say something but then he closed his mouth and thought to stay quiet.

Soon, Master Antero spoke again. He gave a pitying glance to Ezra before looking at the 2nd platform as he spoke. "Next comes, the winner of the 2nd platform, Xyr."

Although Xyr was unconscious, Master Antero didn't halt and turned his sight back on Ezra Zephyr. "Do you perhaps know the peak he wanted to join? No one except me can teach him, answer while keeping that in mind, you have already wasted your talent so be kind to your subordinates." the words of Master Antero were full of worry and displeasure.

Ezra bowed to show respectful manners, he has acted haughty all this time which is not a good sign for upper powerhouses so he bend his back and said. "He wanted to join Arcane Wizardry Peak." 

These words were enough to brighten the worried face of Master Antero, even though he liked Ezra but Xyr in his eyes was the rarest genius, with him at his peak, he needed nothing more.

Master Antero smiled in joy and proceeded forward. "Next Come, the winner of the 3rd platform, Zulfi Dimitry."

Zulfi didn't answer and looked at his liege, once their eyes met each other, he said. "I will let his majesty decide in my stead." 

This time no one was surprised, the majority was used to it. Ezra gave him a tense look and uttered, " Blood Slaughterer Peak." 

The man on the 4th branch of the spiritual tree smiled in satisfaction. "I thought I will get none of the top candidates this time as I intentionally favoured Drake Tubble, but Ezra…"He looked at the prince. "He is a great leader, he knows what's good for his subordinates. Wisdom, talent, tyranny and benevolence. He possesses all that's needed to rule."

Hearing that Zulfi Dimitry knelt. "I will never disappoint you." He then stood turned towards Master Tarar and bowed. "Thank you for having me." 

Kneeling was tradition, it shows respect and rank within a sovereignty but this does not apply in sects. Instead, they bow to show respect and rank, different from sovereignty. 

Later, Master Antero took the name of Shifa Pista who also gave her right of selection to Ezra. At first, Ezra wanted her to join Colleen Evil Peak but then he changed his plans. "Zenith Ghost Peak, you have an excellent body, your spiritual energy doesn't have any attribute, it simply boosts your overall strength. What you need is movement-type training, am I right, Master Albus?" Ezra asked as he bowed to Master Albus.

Master of Zenith Ghost Peak smiled. "You took the words from my mouth."

After her came Argus Woska, who already knew where he will be sent by his prince, The Divine Demon Peak.

Then came the number of Theor Galearms, the smartest must join the smartest peak and he was ordered by his prince to join Heavenly Fiend Peak.

At the 7th platform stood Mahi Ingale, when her name was taken, she also looked at Ezra Zephyr but she didn't say anything from her mouth. The prince slightly nodded his head and she chose Colleen Evil Peak, apart from elders and peak masters nobody saw what happened between the two.

Soon after, other disciples were selected by peak masters for their peaks, the leftovers were sent to Alchemic Rune Peak. they chatted and later for some time before they were ordered to gather with their peak members.

"You will soon be teleported to your respective peaks now, the competition is harsh even if we are in a weakened state. The friends of yours will face you as your rivals in this sect, keep that in mind and grind your talent. 

You will be sent with an outer disciple from your peak, he will guide you as well for the first and last time, after that, you are to do everything on your own. And yes, the rewards will be sent to you in your peaks."

As the words of Master Antero ended, light flashed and the official disciples vanished.

~WHOOOOOSH~

With a blinding light, the disciples who were selected for Alchemic Rune Academy were teleported to the slant of a certain mountain. There was a stone plaza that was currently a boiling cauldron of voices.

Ezra Zephyr and the numerous other new Alchemic Rune Peak disciples were now gathered here, their gazes currently directed to their front with curiosity and respect. There were exactly 200 of them, including Ezra Zephyr.

On the tall stage in front of them were two mats on raised pedestals on which two elderly figures sat. Boundless spiritual energy surged around them like the immeasurable sea, giving off an indescribable pressure.

These two old men were the two outer elders of Alchemic Rune Peak.

"Hello newcomers, welcome to Alchemic Rune Peak." Spoke the outer disciple who brought them.

"Let me introduce you to elders. The one on the left is Elder Lo of Alchemy, and on the right is Elder Sonk of Imprints." The outer disciple introduced them to the new disciples.

Elder Lo wore black robes and had a cold, stern face that gave off an aura of strictness. Elder Sonk on the other hand was dressed in blue robes, widely grinning like a smiling Buddha.

Behind these two elders were numerous figures which were likely the outer disciples of Alchemic Rune Peak. On their waists hung silver or gold belts, while every individual gave off a powerful presence.

However, although they were all Alchemic Rune Peak disciples, Ezra could sense a clear distinction between the two groups. The ones on the left, there was a substantial gap between them and the group on the right. 

As for the group on the right, their presence seemed a little colder and sterner. A sliver of arrogance could be seen in their eyes, contempt occasionally flashing within them when they looked towards the other two groups of disciples.

Although the right group was larger in number, their presence was also the strongest among the two.

At the front of each of the two groups stood several remarkable-looking figures. On their waists hung purple belts, clearly marking them as the highest-ranked purple belt disciples.

These purple belt disciples have gathered around three figures in particular.

Behind Lo was a tall, large youth. He appeared calm and steady, while a determined unyieldingness spread from between his brows. Spiritual Energy faintly pulsed around him, making him feel rather imposing.

This individual was called Mubarak, and was the eldest disciple under Lo, while also one of the top contenders for the outer chief disciple position.

Behind Elder Sonk gracefully stood a girl dressed in white. Pretty features adorned her goose egg-shaped face that gleamed like jade, her skin white as snow. She also boasted an amazing figure, alarming curves that started from her chest and suddenly sloped inwards at her slender waist.

Many disciples in the vicinity would sneak glances at her rather often.

However, her expression was cold and proud. When the purple belt that tightened around her waist was also thrown into the mix, it made many disciples feel inferior in comparison.

Her name was Aily, and was not only Elder Sonk's eldest disciple, but also his granddaughter. She was currently the strongest disciple under Elder Sonk.

The third disciple that also stood behind Elder Sonk was an expressionless young man. His arms were folded across his chest, his fingers appearing rather thin and withered. Sharp light faintly flashed on his fingertips like sword light.

His eyes had been shut from start to end, paying no attention to anyone. However, any gaze that looked towards him would contain a sliver of fear and respect.

Even the likes of Mubarak and Aily were a little wary of the former.

This individual was called Lopap and was the strongest disciple under Elder Song. He was the one who was said to become an Inner Disciple sooner than the rest and was extremely powerful. He was also the strongest contender for this batch's chief disciple.

These three individuals were the strongest among the numerous Alchemic Rune Peak disciples.

At this moment, the outer disciple who brought them took a step forward, bowed towards the two elders and respectfully reported, "Elders, I have brought the new disciples."