Each lamp in the theater seemed imbued with life, casting light throughout the space the instant the music ended. Pale gold light flowed over the black marble, like a murmuring stream in the night.

Back row of the auditorium.

"I thought this classroom was about art, but it's actually about the destruction of art. Turns out, destroying art is an art form in itself..."

Lan Qi exhaled, his tone a mix of relief and a sense of shedding some kind of constraint.

He now smiled confidently, as if eager to show off to his classmates on stage.

"..."

Hüperion watched Lan Qi's state, feeling a lump in her throat.

He seemed to be benefiting immensely from this demon academy.

Others might be here to challenge the Shadow World.

But Lan Qi was here to learn.

Logically, Lan Qi's "wholehearted" attitude should be praised, but... she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

"Protect yourself in a bit."

Lan Qi stood up, leaving these words as he walked past Hüperion, then headed towards the stage along the red carpet on the steps.

"Okay."

Hüperion responded.

Her spell library wasn't suited for this exam.

But Lan Qi, as a jack-of-all-trades support, the stranger the situation, the more Lan Qi's spell library reassured her.

Theoretically, Lan Qi would go up first. Once Lan Qi passed, they could temporarily exchange purple and lower-ranked magic cards in the audience, rebuild her spell library, and help Hüperion pass as well.

...

Most of the music exam time had passed. The classroom was filled with an atmosphere of mingled silence and anticipation. Students confident in their abilities had mostly performed already.

What remained were either students lacking in skill or ace performers.

Hence, starting from the previous performances, a while would pass before a demon student would volunteer to go on stage.

So this time, when the supervising teacher saw Lan Qi quickly stand up and raise his hand to signal his intention to participate, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Accompanied by a calm echo resonating through the theater.

Soon, Lan Qi arrived on stage, his figure particularly conspicuous in the theater lights, his aura seeming to merge with the entire performance environment, drawing all eyes to him.

"Ready?"

The supervising teacher standing next to Lan Qi asked.

Generally, before the exam, students could raise any compliant needs or questions to the supervising teacher. This was the same in any exam room, so the supervising teacher took the initiative to ask.

If the student had no questions, then the two-minute performance timer could officially begin, and the student would gain permission to freely use magic on stage.

"If I can get all four music instructors to approve, what kind of reward will there be?"

Lan Qi nodded slightly, asking with curiosity and confusion.

"In the design of the course, there isn't a situation where all four of them can approve."

The supervising teacher looked at him, shaking his head with a smile, the smile carrying a hint of unspeakable authority.

"But what if that situation arises?"

"It's not written in the guidelines, not because this situation is hidden, nor because it was overlooked, but because the approval conditions of the four music instructors clearly have some combinations that are contradictory and impossible to achieve simultaneously."

The supervising teacher's voice slowly subsided.

For example, there was no music that could be so noisy and intoxicating as to put the Sleeping Demon Spirit to sleep, while also possessing the thrilling degree recognized by the Pathogenic Toxic Body and the enthusiastic atmosphere desired by the Ghost Armor.

"Over the years, no student has been able to get all four music instructors to approve simultaneously, no matter how outstanding."

The supervising teacher added, hoping Lan Qi could understand his meaning—their course design was not to be questioned.

"Teacher, I think I really can do it."

Lan Qi stared straight at the supervising teacher.

"If you do, that will indeed prove that our exam design has loopholes, and your musical level has exceeded the range we can understand. It would be an understatement to say it would be a waste of your talent to be a music instructor."

The supervising teacher's words seemed to mock Lan Qi's lack of self-awareness.

After all, this was a public performance being watched by many great figures of the Demon Realm, and for a student to repeatedly question the rules was essentially undermining the stage.

"If recognized by all four music instructors, you will be directly hired as a teacher in our music department, is that acceptable?"

The supervising teacher looked towards the audience below the stage, raising his voice slightly to announce, then looked at Lan Qi and asked.

As his voice fell, a rustling laughter came from under the stage.

"Teacher, are you sure? And what if the music instructors don't have enough reason to judge after the performance?"

"This is the Demon King's bestowed theater, watched by the Demon Eye, and it is also a performance being watched by the nobles of the Demon Realm. If anyone dares to go back on their word on this stage, even if I am the director of the music department of this academy, my life will not be enough. In addition, if the music instructors are unable to judge, such as the Sleeping Demon Spirit falling asleep, I will judge on his behalf according to the standards he had reported to the academy before participating, so you can rest assured about the fairness."

The supervising teacher looked at the Demon Eye in the center of the theater and handed the microphone to Lan Qi, feeling a little amused,

"Alright, do you have any other questions?"

"No questions, we can start."

Lan Qi then took the microphone, shook his collar, and walked to the center of the stage.

His eyes had completely changed, like a rising superstar about to emerge in the Demon Realm.

As long as he stood on this stage and entered the performance time, he could use any magic.

Without saying a word, Lan Qi used [Great Love Poet].

Under his summoning, a gray-haired beauty in a crimson dress appeared on stage accompanied by a fragrant floral scent.

She opened her eyes as if waking from a dream, her hair and the corners of her dress swaying gently, like the soft summer songs and the rustling mountain winds of autumn, instantly making many demons in the audience lose their minds for her.

The Great Love Poet's bright eyes watched everything in the theater, as if understanding something, her lips carrying a hint of regret or joy, without using her demonic voice to influence the minds of any living being.

Since summoning itself was also a kind of magic, there was no problem summoning a familiar with a soul contract in the performance.

"You'll be the lead singer in a bit. It's time to let the four instructors and the students see our learning results."

Lan Qi handed the microphone to the Great Love Poet.

The Great Love Poet smiled radiantly, nodding gently, her eyes flashing with incomparable confidence.

Lan Qi came to a Demon Realm instrument resembling a piano, sat down gracefully and calmly, and opened the piano lid.

Far off stage.

When Hüperion saw that the one holding the microphone was the Great Love Poet, she instinctively wanted to run.

If that thing went up and sang at full power, she couldn't even imagine what would happen in the theater!