Full-Time Magister: One System, One Forbidden Spell, the Strongest Divine Gift

Chapter 14 The Ancient Sword Demon of Ten Thousand Years, Divine Gift: Black Sabbath

When Chen Yuan's consciousness returned to his body, the space inside the cultivation room was still trembling slightly.

He looked down at the moon-white contract mark that appeared on his palm, the complex patterns of which were actually flowing with wisps of dark golden light.

"That being just now... was it my contracted beast?"

As Chen Yuan pondered, jet-black characters slowly emerged like lava:
[You have entered a mysterious dimension in the future and successfully formed a contract with an ancient mythical beast.]

【Name: Eternal Sword Demon】

【Race:???】

Bloodline: ???

The Eternal Sword Demon feeds on the heavens and earth, dwelling in the universe. Upon reaching adulthood, it possesses emperor-level combat power and is immune to all forms of mental and physical magic.

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Chen Yuan's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the wildly fluctuating data panel before him. The dark text seemed to carry an immense weight, each character pushing the limits of his comprehension.

It's a perfectly hexagonal panel! Even though Chen Yuan was mentally prepared, he was still startled when the pop-up window suddenly appeared.

The values ​​given are ridiculously exaggerated. Even the values ​​of a pure-blooded true dragon are far less than half of the value of a ten-thousand-year-old sword demon!

A pure-blooded true dragon can at most devour mountains and rivers.

The fact that the Eternal Sword Demon feeds on heaven and earth—what does that mean?
Chen Yuan didn't need to worry; as long as his summoning cultivation improved, the Ten-Thousand-Year Sword Demon's strength would automatically increase, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the plane his consciousness had just entered would...
It has become a slaughterhouse for the eternal sword demon, or to put it bluntly, a buffet.

The demons that inhabit it are food for the Ten-Thousand-Year Sword Demon!

Suddenly I understood why all the creatures in that starry sky were fleeing.

That wasn't a summoning plane at all, but rather the "dining plate" of the millennium-old sword demon's prey! He had just been walking through the granary of some terrifying being.

"It seems that awakening the Summoning system was the right decision." After digesting this information, Chen Yuan finally smiled, a rare occurrence. After awakening the Summoning system, the talent he had awakened began to take effect.

Black Sabbath

Like [Golden Life], it is a forbidden divine gift that Chen Yuan will awaken after entering the forbidden spell realm in the future summoning system.

The Black Sabbath's ability is quite simple and straightforward, and it also adds an extra contract summoning slot. This means that besides the Eternal Sword Demon, Chen Yuan can contract one more summoned beast.

And the cultivation speed will increase by two times!
As for the others, they haven't been unlocked yet, but these two points alone are enough.

The Golden Life and the Black Sabbath are two divine gifts.

As long as he doesn't cause trouble and focuses on cultivating to the point of mastering forbidden spells, he can basically overcome all obstacles!
Standing atop three towering peaks, his sword points to the ten supreme rulers. Those forbidden zones that strike fear into humanity will ultimately become his stepping stones to the pinnacle!
Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the Mingzhu Master Pagoda.

In the reception room on the top floor of the Pearl Tower, Pang Lai was tapping the crystal coffee table with his knuckles in frustration.

The spiritual tea in the cup had long since gone cold, reflecting his ever-changing expression.

"Old Maple Leaf!" He suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "You swore you'd discovered a seventeen-year-old mid-level genius, where is he now?" Pang Lai pointed to the moon, which had already risen for the third time outside the window.

"I canceled three important meetings and waited here for three whole days!"

Maple Leaf's wrinkles gathered into a chrysanthemum shape, and his fingers unconsciously stroked his beard: "Brother Pang Lai, good things come to those who wait."

He glanced at the other person's increasingly dark face, and his voice gradually lowered, "After all, that kid just broke through to the middle stage not long ago, and he needs to consolidate his cultivation. Maybe he'll be out in half a day."

"Heh." Pang Lai sneered, unable to resist rolling her eyes at Feng Ye.

“The day before yesterday you said ‘I’ll wait another half day at most,’ and yesterday you promised ‘I’ll be out of the country before sunset.’”

The air in the reception room suddenly froze, as if time itself had stopped flowing. Just as this suffocating silence was about to reach its peak, the rapid sound of high heels broke the deadlock.

The receptionist rushed over, her cheeks flushed from running: "Master Chen Yuan has come out, and he's heading towards the magic tower's gate."

Before the words were even finished, their eyes met suddenly, and they both jumped up from the sofa at the same time.

Goodness, it's finally out after waiting so long.

At the same time, on the other side.

As Chen Yuan walked towards the gate of the Pearl Mage Tower, he pondered to himself. After these days of cultivation, he had gained a preliminary understanding of the Ten Thousand Year Sword Demon.

Despite having the combat strength of a servant, he possesses the power to kill a general.

He's a total numerical monster; surpassing levels is as easy for him as eating and drinking. And next up is the training assessment, which Chen Yuan really doesn't want to participate in at all.

Instead of wasting time on this, you might as well focus on your cultivation.

However, if one is absent without cause, it may arouse unnecessary suspicion. After thinking it over, it is best to participate in this outdoor training as a safe bet.

"Young man, please wait!"

Two shadows suddenly cut off his path from the side.

Chen Yuan squinted and recognized the distinctive maple leaf pattern on the backlit face.

"Master Maple Leaf?" Chen Yuan's tone carried just the right amount of confusion, as if he hadn't noticed Pang Lai wiping sweat behind him at all.

Is there something important?

Maple Leaf hurried forward, the gold-threaded maple leaves embroidered on her sleeves trembling slightly in the wind: "I have an old friend who is very interested in your talent. He wants to meet you, but..."

"Old friend?" Chen Yuan suddenly stopped, his boots leaving fresh marks on the moss on the bluestone slab.

He didn't turn around, but just slightly turned his face, his slanted eyebrows outlining a sharp contour in the backlight: "Some other time."

Before he finished speaking, the boy had already started walking again. He raised his hand and waved it casually, as if to disperse non-existent catkins in the evening breeze: "Thank you for the training room, senior. I'm going home now."

Maple Leaf's lips twitched violently, and she hurriedly took two steps forward: "Wait! My old friend here is none other than Chief Minister Pang of the Imperial Court in the capital."

"Not interested, goodbye." Chen Yuan interrupted without turning around, his tone as decisive as if he were refusing a flyer handed out on the street.

Maple Leaf's hand, raised halfway in the air, froze, and the name of the "old friend" behind her also got stuck in her throat.

His eyes widened in disbelief. This kid didn't even listen to the whole thing?

"This..." He turned to look at Pang Lai beside him and lowered his voice, "Are all young people these days so unpredictable?"

As dusk settled, the evening breeze lifted the hem of Pang Lai's clothes. He watched Chen Yuan's departing figure, his eyes filled with admiration for Chen Yuan.

“You have personality.” Pang Lai chuckled, stroking his chin. Far from being annoyed, he seemed like a collector who had discovered a treasure.

An excited gleam shone in his eyes, "To reach the third level of spiritual power at the age of seventeen, such talent is rare even in the entire country."

"Not planning to chase after them?" Maple Leaf glanced at Pang Lai.

Seeing this, Pang Lai simply shook his head and looked in Chen Yuan's direction: "A good sword needs a master craftsman, and a good seedling also needs an auspicious time. Next time we meet, I will bring a 'master-apprentice gift' with me."

He took a liking to Chen Yuan at first glance, and then asked:

Where does he live?

"According to the information, his home appears to be in a place called Bocheng."

(End of this chapter)