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

Chapter 57 Zhou Min's Past, An Invitation from the Zhao Family

Mo Fan grinned and gestured exaggeratedly:

"Brother Yuan's aura is amazing!"

That giant lizard would run away in terror if it even glanced at you; anyone who didn't know better would think you were a humanoid emperor!

Qingqing's hands were trembling as she held the notebook, and her eyes behind her glasses were shining brightly.

"The textbook says that it takes at least three high-level mages to fight against a commander-level demon."
"Professor Chen, you didn't even draw a star chart!"

She suddenly realized something and hurriedly pulled out her pen: "This is definitely a typical case worth recording!"

"Stop flattering me." Chen Yuan glanced at Mo Fan. "You were the fastest runner just now."

He glanced at the still-smoking giant lizard pseudo-dragon's escape route and said casually, "It's just a mixed-blood beast; it's not even a warm-up for a real fight."

Lu Zhenghe and the others had stiff expressions and cold sweat beaded on their foreheads.

That's a terrifying entity capable of easily destroying an entire city!

How come Chen Yuan spoke of it as casually as disciplining a stray dog?
Even if his elder brother personally intervenes, he still needs to be cautious when facing the giant lizard pseudo-dragon, as he may be injured if he is not careful.

Chen Yuan was too lazy to even use magic?

"boom--!"

Suddenly, the ruins of the building trembled violently.

The forgotten pseudo-demon could no longer contain itself. Its hideous demonic vines burst through the wall like giant pythons, and its scarlet wooden eyes maliciously scanned the crowd.

"I almost forgot about you." Chen Yuan didn't turn his head, his right hand clenching in mid-air.

"Om-"

The spiritual power of the Seven Realms transformed into an invisible giant hand. Before the Pseudo-Fear Demon could even let out a roar, its massive body exploded as if it had been crushed by a 10,000-ton hydraulic press!
Wood chips mixed with foul-smelling liquid splattered everywhere, but were vaporized by lightning when they touched Chen Yuan's body within three zhang.

Mo Fan whistled: "You got your lunchbox pretty quickly."

Bai Tingting stared blankly as she counted the still twitching remains of the demonic vine on the ground.

From start to finish, the entire process took less than three seconds. Is this the true power of a high-level mage?

"Continue the mission." Chen Yuan flicked his wrist, as if he had just casually swatted a mosquito.

With the fleeing of the giant lizard pseudo-dragon, the exploration progress suddenly accelerated.

As the setting sun dyed the ruins of Jinlin City blood-red, the group had already completed the survey of most of the area.

They were resting under the dome of a Gothic cathedral.

The stained glass windows are long gone, but the twisted metal frames still cast spiderweb-like shadows in the twilight.

"Thanks to Zhou Min for discovering the bewitching spider in advance."

Bai Tingting took a small sip of water from the pouch, and the thought of that bewitching spider bewitching people's minds filled her with lingering fear.

Zhou Min rubbed her nose sheepishly: "It's nothing really."

She poked at the campfire, the sparks illuminating her profile. "When I used to go on missions with my brother, we often encountered these kinds of demons who were good at mental attacks."

A spark from the campfire crackled and illuminated several pale white scars on the back of her hand.

That was a memento left from a sneak attack by the Phantom Sound Spider.

Mu Ningxue's gaze lingered on the wound for a moment, her icy blue eyes flickering slightly.

"You're very experienced," Mo Fan said with a grin, handing over the roasted jerky. "Teach me how to identify this kind of shady stuff next time?"

Xu Dalong suddenly pointed at the dagger at Zhou Min's waist: "Wait! You didn't make this dagger with—" "Yes, it was made from the pincers of the Illusionary Sound Spider."

Zhou Min drew the short blade that gleamed with a ghostly blue light. "It has a remarkable effect on mental demons."

As the blade tip slices through the air, a faint, captivating hum is heard.

Qingqing pushed up her glasses, the lenses reflecting the light of the campfire:
"The Phantom Sound Spider is a typical social demon, usually operating in family units."

Her voice suddenly stopped, as if she had suddenly realized something terrible.

The dried meat in Zhao Manyan's hand fell to the ground with a "thud": "Wait! So you were facing someone back then?"

"Twenty-seven." Zhou Min calmly tore into the jerky, as if discussing the weather today.
"Including a Spider Queen who is about to advance to the rank of Warrior."

She rolled up her sleeve, revealing a gruesome penetrating wound on the inside of her arm. "This lesson taught me that you must always burn the egg sac first."

An eerie silence suddenly fell around the campfire.

A swarm of spiders of this size is enough to wipe out a standard hunter squad.

Mo Fan suddenly leaned closer to examine the scar closely: "The spider venom in this wound must have at least reached the bone marrow, right?" He rarely put away his playful expression.

"I've been lying down for several days."

Zhou Min casually pulled down her sleeve.
"But my brother had it worse. When he was killing the Spider Queen, his old flame saw them and an entire large demon lair came out and chased us for several hours."

She subconsciously touched the pendant hanging around her neck, which contained a strand of gray hair.

Mu Nujiao suddenly found it difficult to swallow the compressed biscuit in her hand.

He finally understood why this seemingly ordinary girl could always spot hidden, deadly threats at the first moment.

Compared to real life-or-death experiences, the simulated training in the academy is nothing short of child's play.

Mu Nujiao gazed at Zhou Min's profile, which was illuminated by the campfire, and her heart was filled with turmoil.

She knew that Zhou Min was working very hard at the academy, and even with such an outstanding older brother as Chen Yuan, she did not slack off at all, but instead worked even harder.

But to Mu Nujiao's utter surprise, Zhou Min had done something so dangerous.

A slight mishap could cost you your life.
"My goodness, what a ruthless family!" Zhao Manyan couldn't help but gasp.

He stared intently at Zhou Min, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Although this girl's talent is not as good as her monstrous brother's, her cultivation at the peak of the mid-stage of dual-elemental cultivation is definitely top-notch among her peers.

Not to mention the real combat experience gained at the cost of lives.
"Zhou Min!" Zhao Manyan suddenly flashed a bright smile typical of business negotiations. "How about joining our Zhao family after graduation?"

He counted on his fingers, "Magic artifacts, soul seeds, star veins—the complete set of resources for breaking through to the high-level—we've got it all covered!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Fan spat out a mouthful of water: "Old Zhao, have you no shame? You're already trying to poach our clients?"

"What do you know!" Zhao Manyan's mind was racing with calculations.

If we can't recruit Chen Yuan, wouldn't it be the same to win over his sister?
Given Chen Yuan's protective nature, with his sister in the Zhao family, why would he be afraid not to come and serve as a guest minister?

Zhou Min shook her head gently, a warm yet distant smile on her lips: "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm used to being alone."

She ran her fingertips along the pendant hanging around her neck. "Hunters should be free."

Zhao Manyan was still unwilling to give up: "Don't be in such a hurry to refuse! We are from the Zhao family..."

"Old Zhao."

Mo Fan suddenly hooked his arm around his neck and changed the subject with a grin, "Haven't you heard people say they like freedom?"
"All those rules and regulations in your household are more troublesome than a spider's web."

(End of this chapter)