Chapter 324 Top Ten Campus Beauties
“Leave your lives behind first.”
Leander’s voice was cold and detached, completely devoid of emotion. Everyone present thought his words were absurd.
His aura was calm and unassuming, showing no trace of inner strength–he seemed like an ordinary man. Yet, when he glanced at them, it sent a chill straight to their bones.
“You little brat… you’re asking for death! Get out of my sight-”
Master Tharok, the most hot–tempered of the group, stepped forward, shouting at Leander.
A weakling like him could be crushed with one hand. How dare he raise his voice in his presence?
But before Master Tharok could finish, his pupils constricted sharply.
Without warning, a tremendous force descended from above, slamming into the ground where the six of them stood.
Boom!
The entire Westvale Peak shook violently. The wind roared through the forest, and where the six had stood, a massive crater more than thirty feet across appeared, swallowing over a hundred steps of the mountain path.
Inside the pit, five bodies lay lifeless. Their vitality was gone, and their flesh had been shredded into pieces. Only Venomancer, the fastest to react, managed to leap to safety–but even he was hit by the residual force, blood gushing uncontrollably.
He landed on the ground, face pale with terror, staring at Leander as if he were seeing a
monster.
“Who… Who are you? What are you?”
His voice trembled violently, almost a roar.
These six had once dominated half of Astria’s martial world, supreme Martial Sovereigns whose power was unmatched in their era. Across Highcliffe, only Gareth, the Florian family’s champion, and one figure from Highcliffe University could rival them.
But this young man, without making any obvious moves, had slain the other five with a single strike. Five Martial Sovereigns fell in an instant. If he hadn’t reacted a fraction of a second faster, he would have shared their fate. He could hardly comprehend the level of power before him.
Even Gareth might not possess strength like this.
His expression shifted repeatedly as he caught sight of Leander’s age. Finally, recognition dawned.
You…. You’re Jeft?”
A surge of shock froze him in place, his breath catching in his chest.
So young… and capable of wiping out five Martial Sovereigns in one move. Apart from the legendary Iron Sovereign, who had yet to taste defeat and had stirred up storms across Astria, was there anyone else of such caliber?
“Go join them.”
Leander didn’t answer. He raised a single hand toward Venomancer, fingers curling slightly.
Feeling the immense force pressing in from all sides, pinning him at the center, Venomancer felt his face twisting in sheer terror. He cried out, “Stop! Stop! Jeff, we’ve done nothing against you! Why are you attacking us?”
Leander remained unmoved, his fingers still drawing together.
“Nothing against me? You came up this mountain to harm my mother, and you claim you bear me no ill will?”
“Your mother?” Venomancer’s breath hitched as the force around him constricted, yet his face was filled with shock.
“You…
“Are you… also from the Ashcroft family? Are you Gareth’s son?”
In that instant, his expression froze, terror rooting him in place.
The Ashcroft family, with Gareth alone, had shone for twenty years, dominating Highcliffe with the air of Astria’s foremost household–untouchable, unchallenged.
Gareth ranked second on the Astria Power Index, commanding respect across the land, once honored as Grandmaster of Astria. Such power was unmatched.
Leander finally understood. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t really a class meeting–just a chance for the advisor to gather everyone, have introductions, and let the students get familiar with each other.
He threw on some casual clothes and followed Nathan and the others out.
After a night’s sleep, the tension from last night regarding Theron seemed to have eased for Nathan and his friends. On the way, Nathan struck up a conversation.
“Leander…. you know why I helped Bianca last night?”
Leander glanced at him and let out a light laugh.
“Besides trying to hit on her… is there any other reason?”
Nathan choked slightly on the comment, clearing his throat. “Leander! That’s a little… gross! I was just trying to be helpful–friends helping each other out!”
He pulled the three of them closer and whispered, “But Bianca… I really like her. She’s one of the freshman campus beauties.
“I’ve decided–within a month, I’m going to win her over and take her back to Seagate as my girlfriend!”
He pounded his chest, boasting loudly. “Even if I can’t get Bianca, during my four years here, I’ll make sure to date at least one of the top campus beauties. Only then can I truly consider myself charming!”
Luke and Evander exchanged looks of disdain. Evander pushed up his glasses skeptically.
“Nathan… seriously? Out of all the campus beauties, Bianca’s the easiest to go after. If you can’t even get her, what makes you think you can get anyone else?”
Nathan’s face reddened slightly as he playfully slapped Evander on the shoulder. “Shut up, you talk too much!”
He turned to Leander, and a mischievous grin appeared on his face. He leaned in and asked, “Alright, be honest–out of the Top Ten Campus Beauties, which one catches your eye?”
Leander’s expression remained unchanged. He shrugged slightly, puzzled.
“Top Ten Campus Beauties? What’s that?”
At that, Nathan and the others froze, their faces turning serious.

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