Ascending the Demon Realm

Mei Jie closed her eyes, forcibly swallowing her anger before resuming her charming smile. "This is precisely why we need all present students to handle crisis management and front desk duties. Your gentle dispositions and emotional stability..."  

Some young demons blinked innocently, others maintained polite smiles, while a few trembled nervously.  

Such elegant phrasing, but really because we weaker demons made easy targets - obedient and vulnerable.  

With our kind manning the counters, celestial clans couldn't even be bothered to pick fights.  

Hence the surface-level peace.  

No conflicts meant harmonious coexistence, right?  

Come to think of it, those two celestials provoking Mingjin and Xueling were actually acknowledging their strength.  

Mei Jie waved her hand, summoning massive textbooks resembling stone monoliths that began orbiting around us.  

An invisible pressure instantly descended, the enlarged study materials radiating overwhelming intimidation.  

"These contain all regulations and theories you'll memorize. At Donghuang University, we integrate theory with practice through hands-on experience where teachers' roles diminish..."  

Her words tightened the atmosphere like an unseen force pushing us onto an endless track.  

"Solve your own problems. No more relying on instructors. This is your first step into demon society - no nursemaids here. Grow swiftly, and don't embarrass me!" Her emerald eyes sharpened, everyone understanding the unspoken warning.  

"Discuss the Deer Girl incident as your icebreaker." With that final smirk, she vanished.  

Left in heavy silence were bewildered newcomers. Demons instinctively distrusted strangers, but now we were bound as classmates needing to break barriers.  

"Let's create a group chat," Colt Brother volunteered, naturally assuming leadership as he collected contacts. When reaching Sloth Brother slowly retrieving his phone from back pockets, I suggested waiting.  

Suppressed giggles erupted, then full laughter.  

A hen demon hopped near, eyes shining: "Xi Yao, how do capybaras stay so calm?"  

"That's their passive trait, like your clan's precise timekeeping!" someone interjected.  

Conversation flowed smoothly until I asked: "Why's Mingjin so popular?"  

Multiple blank stares answered until someone explained: "He's an indie idol who composes music online..."  

"Careful!" Spider Sister intercepted a butterfly demon's phone. "Stupid move during class!"  

The chastened butterfly trembled while Spider Sister shared insider knowledge: "Our class is a unit. More collective credits mean better rewards for all."  

Meeting my gaze, she apologized: "I thought capybaras had unfair admission advantages. But today proved your real capability." We shook hands firmly - directness typical of demons.  

A familiar hamster asked: "Weren't you there when Deer Girl fell?"  

Nods triggered varied reactions - confusion, protectiveness, wariness.  

"Since Teacher Mei assigned this," I pressed, "how should we assess it?"  

Colt Brother initiated: "We lack full context. Should respect Donghuang's established..."  

"Disagree," Spider Sister countered. "One mistake shouldn't erase past achievements."  

Debate erupted analyzing emotional extremes versus psychological flaws from multiple perspectives, the classroom transforming into vibrant forum.