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

Chapter 55 Lu Nian: Chen Yuan? Never heard of him, what a nobody.

"Tell me, where have you chosen for this training trip?"

Lu Nian strode in, his military boots making a dull thud on the floor.

He casually pulled out a chair and sat down, the cigarette between his fingers flickering in the dim office.

There were no small talk, no formalities.

Now that only the two of them were left in the room, there was no need for any pretense or pretense.

He knew this little old man all too well. Behind Songhe's smiling eyes, there was never any kindness in his heart.

Since we're all the same kind of people, why bother pretending?

Song He narrowed his eyes, his knuckles tapping lightly on the table: "What are you planning to do?"

Even though he already had the answer in his heart, he still asked the question subconsciously.

"Hahaha!" Lu Nian suddenly burst into laughter, making the window frames rattle.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, the crimson tip flickering in the dim room: "Old fox, why ask a question you already know the answer to?"

"In this training team," he leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with a morbid fervor, "there is an exceptional experimental subject who was born with dual elemental abilities."

"After so many years of research on demons, we have finally found the perfect vessel."

If Chen Yuan were here, he would definitely scoff at it.

"You think you can be the founder of the Demon faction?"

He would probably mock Lu Nian's arrogant ambition in this way.

Little did they know, the demonic forces had already taken root and sprouted in the shadows.

The so-called "great experiment" that Lu Nian pursued for half his life was nothing more than a stepping stone to pave the way for Mo Fan.

This paranoid madman will never understand that his greatest value lies in personally delivering that "gift" to the true successor of the demonic lineage.

besides?

He's nothing but a pathetic clown.

If we were to examine this closely, the Lu family lineage could be described as a "family of clowns."

First, Lu Nian and his younger brother Lu Zhenghe suffered a crushing defeat in Jinlin Wasteland City. Then, when Lu Yilin was training at the National Academy, he tried to kill Mo Fan but was killed by Mo Fan instead.

This family, spanning three generations, all fell victim to the same person.

Calling them clowns is an understatement; they're the kings of clowns, living up to the meaning of "self-inflicted humiliation."

After a long silence, Songhe finally spoke slowly: "The location for this training is Jinlin Wasteland City."

"very good!"

A glint flashed in Lu Nian's eyes, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips. "Dean Songhe, you'll be glad you made this decision today. Only a truly intelligent person would make such a choice."

He turned to leave, his military boots making a dull thud on the floor.

"Wait!" Songhe suddenly called out to him, a hint of hesitation flashing in his cloudy eyes. "Be careful of Chen Yuan. He is also a high-level mage, and he will be secretly following the student group this time."

"Chen Yuan?" Lu Nian paused, then chuckled as if he'd heard a joke. "What waves can a greenhorn like him stir up?"

He waved his hand without turning his head, his voice full of contempt: "His strength may be good, but he is ultimately an academic who has never experienced blood and fire. He is unlikely to achieve great things."

He's a veteran high-level mage. A mere newly promoted high-level mage would probably need half a day to connect with constellations. How could he possibly compete with me?

It's important to know that there are differences even among high-level mages.

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed since the joint training between Imperial Capital Academy and Pearl Academy.

As the group passed through the dark tunnel and encountered hordes of cave demons, Chen Yuan remained hidden in the shadows, observing coldly.

He toyed with a withered leaf he'd picked from who-knows-where, letting the students crawl and tumble through the perilous situation—

He was waiting. Waiting for that self-important "big fish" to walk into his trap.

"Lu Nian, oh Lu Nian"

The withered leaves crumbled into dust in his palm, and a dangerous smile curled at the corner of Chen Yuan's lips.

Although that guy wasn't very bright, his collection of treasures was undeniably tempting.

Once Lu Nian is captured, Chen Yuan's status will rise significantly, and he will have access to an inexhaustible supply of cultivation resources!
With the scapegoat clan as his backing, he dared to confront even emperor-level demons head-on.

If we don't seize this golden opportunity, our future path of cultivation will likely be extremely difficult.

Thinking of the mouths at home waiting to be fed, Chen Yuan couldn't help but rub his temples—

After Chi Xiao reached the Commander level, his appetite became increasingly discerning, and now he would only eat spirit seeds.

Spirit Seed fragments can only be eaten as snacks.

Xinxia's healing cultivation is incredibly expensive.

And then there's Zhou Min, who, though she doesn't say it, requires a lot of resources to achieve each breakthrough.
"This deal must be done."

He squinted, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

Of course, since he had chosen to follow secretly, he would naturally have to deal with some fools who were causing trouble.

Just like the encounter with the cave demon slaves earlier—that bastard Xu Dalong, in order to show off, recklessly charged forward without regard for formation, almost causing the entire team to be surrounded.

If Zhou Min hadn't remained calm under pressure and used her seasoned combat experience to stabilize the situation, there would likely have been casualties by now.

Therefore, Chen Yuan eliminated these kinds of people directly; there was no point in keeping them around.

Many in the group harbored resentment towards Chen Yuan.

Those selected for this training are all top talents chosen from among the best in the university.

They are inherently proud, so how could they be willing to accept the opinions of an outsider?

Especially those scions from prominent families, their gazes towards Chen Yuan now carried undisguised contempt—

"He's just a lucky nouveau riche."

"Does he really think he's someone important?"

Whispers spread through the ranks, as grating as the spitting tongues of venomous snakes.

"I advise you to say less. When you really encounter danger, or when you come into contact with a warrior or even a commander-level creature, you'll be more obedient."

Mo Fan stood with his arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over Liao Mingxuan and the others, a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

In the end, the group decided to find a relatively safe place to rest for the night and continue their journey early the next morning.

A bright flame lit up.

A group of boys sat around the campfire, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"What a golden opportunity! Shall we go and take a look?" Suddenly, someone broke the silence.

After hearing this, everyone cheered, but no one dared to take a step forward.

"So, who's going?" Mo Fan asked.

He would never go, no matter what. What a joke! If he went, his life would be in danger, since Chen Yuan's sister was taking a bath there.

If Chen Yuan finds out...
Tsk tsk, I don't even dare to think about it anymore.

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"Don't look at me. I may have a lower cultivation level, but I'm not stupid," Peng Liang sighed. "Teacher Chen Yuan might be watching us from nearby."

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