Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

"I never said I was a warrior. I'm just a magician who knows a little about close combat."

Ye Shanming did not lose the upper hand in words, and his hands kept moving as he fought with Balzac, fists clashing against fists, flesh colliding against flesh. The injured Balzac became more dangerous, and Ye Shanming, whose magic had been exposed, did not hesitate to use magic to assist in the melee.

He blocked his chest with his right hand and leaned sideways to block Balzac's heavy punch. A magic circle circulated in the palm of his left hand. Balzac felt a sense of alarm in his heart and quickly bent down. The huge rock behind him was cut in half, and the cross-section was as smooth as a mirror.

"It's slashing magic!"

Before Balzat had time to rejoice, Ye Shanming's hands quietly touched his chest. Like a tiger descending from the mountain, he exerted an overwhelming force and flew out, smashing the broken boulder into pieces.

"Just a mere human..."

Balzat spit out a large mouthful of blood and roared. As a demon general, he was unable to defeat a human and suffered a great loss. Under the influence of pride and shame, he fell into a state of rage.

He crushed the ground with his feet and leaped high into the air. His right leg emitted a faint black light and chopped down like a battle axe, determined to decide the outcome with one strike.

The danger warning in Ye Shanming's heart reached its peak, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an unknown big hand. He frantically mobilized his magic power, and a gorgeous magic circle emerged from under his feet, expanding rapidly, covering a distance of more than ten meters around him in the blink of an eye.

Both of them used their trump cards, and this long and fierce battle will come to an end with the final resort of both men.

Gravity magic!

In the area covered by the magic circle, the ground shattered with a loud bang, and the scattered rubble turned into powder under the action of gravity. It was picked up by the airflow brought by Balzat, forming a small sandstorm.

Balzat had never seen the gravity magic of the mythological era. When his body entered the range of the magic circle, the sudden change in gravity made his whole body, including his internal organs, bear tremendous pressure. Dense bloodstains appeared on his body, and blood flowed out of them, turning him into a bloody man. If the demon body was not tough enough, he would have turned into a ball of meat paste by now.

"boom!"

The earth was shaking like fragile porcelain, and countless cracks spread out in all directions. Balzac's right foot was deeply inserted into the ground, stopping less than half a meter in front of Ye Shanming. Under the influence of gravity magic, his landing point shifted a little.

Facing an opponent who was only slightly inferior to him, this situation was fatal enough, not to mention that the opponent was a powerful magician. Giving up on maintaining the gravity magic, Ye Shanming clasped his hands together, and a completely different magic circle emitting a beautiful yet dangerous light appeared in front of him.

Magic power was injected and transformed through the magic circle. Countless purple thunders bombarded Balzac's body. Every time it bombarded, his body would be pushed away a little. Ye Shanming did not dare to relax at all. He kept maintaining the magic until the magic power in his body ran out. The magic circle without magic power collapsed in the air.

Balzat, who had been bombarded by the thunder of destruction for an unknown amount of time, half-sat at the end of the ravine, powerlessly lowered his proud head, and the breath of life gradually disappeared from his body.

Seeing Balzat's scarred body turn into black ash and disappear, Ye Shanming finally breathed a sigh of relief. His legs softened and he fell backwards powerlessly. Pain and fatigue came over him. Not only was his magic power exhausted, but his body also seemed to be falling apart. He didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

This battle could be said to be the most stressful one he had ever experienced. Both sides fought to the death. Whether in close combat or the use of magic, he completely exhausted himself. Fortunately, he finally won and survived to the end.

"Hahaha……"

He couldn't help but chuckle when he thought about how he had killed a demon general in a frontal battle. After twenty years of continuous learning and training, even though he still had no idea about traveling through the world, he couldn't be considered a weakling.

After about a few minutes, footsteps were heard. Someone walked towards Ye Shanming, who was unable to get up, on the gravel and stopped beside him.

"It was a fierce battle."

Fu Lamei pulled Ye Shanming up from the ground, supported his arm, and his face looked haggard from a long journey.

"Senior sister, you are really slow to come."

Ye Shanming leaned weakly on her shoulder, still complaining about her: "You went to investigate Throne Balzat three months ago, but I killed him, and you just came here."

"I can't help it. I just fought against the Miracle of Qibengxianzhong a few days ago, so I couldn't make it."

Volame explained with an apologetic look on her face. Although it was just a casual statement, Ye Shanming understood the danger in her words. Graosam of Miracles was good at mental magic and was one of the Seven Collapse Sages second only to the Demon King. Even among the Seven Collapse Sages, he was a very troublesome demon.

"Oh right, the Elf Village!"

Ye Shanming suddenly remembered the demons who went to destroy the Elf Village, and hurriedly told Volame about the matter and the location of the Elf Village. Now he was unable to go to the rescue, so he could only ask Volame for help.

"Then be careful and don't leave the barrier until I come back."

Volame also knew that the situation was urgent, so he set up a barrier around Ye Shanming, and based on it, he superimposed six barriers on top of it, and quickly rushed to the Elf Village for rescue.

Ye Shanming leaned back on the gravel and closed his eyes to recover his magic power. Although no one could match Volame's attainments in barrier formation, he still felt more secure if he had some ability to protect himself.

Chapter 13: Obsession with treasure chest monsters.

Sensing that the barrier had been touched, Volame's figure appeared before him. Ye Shanming breathed a sigh of relief. His physical strength and magic power had recovered a little, and at least there was no problem getting out of the forest.

Volame was holding a silver-haired loli elf in his left hand. His face was covered with dust and his hair, tied into two ponytails, was messy. It seemed that he had also experienced a fierce battle.

"Flillian, why are you the only one here? Where are the other elves?"

Hearing Ye Shanming's words, Fulilian lowered her eyelids, and there was not much emotion on her face.

"The demons arrived too suddenly. I could only intercept some of them and let them all escape."

"I see... I hope they are all okay."

Ye Shanming could only sigh and think of Millie Alde, wondering if she had encountered the demons.

"What about you? What are your plans now?"

"I plan to teach her magic. She's very talented. If she can keep a low profile and continue to live, she'll be able to kill the Demon King one day."

Volame took the initiative to speak, and Fulilian did not refute it, tacitly agreeing to it.

"Really……"

Seeing that the atmosphere was rather depressing, Ye Shanming dragged his tired body, touched Fulilian's head and ruffled her hair under her vigilant gaze.

"Since you have become my apprentice, I will be your uncle from now on. Come and call me that, will you?"

"That's terrible."

Fulilian didn't give him any face at all, and her disdain was evident in her words.

Throne King Bazalt was killed by Ye Shanming, and Volame had no reason to travel outside. The three of them planned to go back to Celia together, and they had to let her meet her disciple.

Stopping and walking along the way, the three of them had no sense of urgency and treated the return journey as a journey. They completed small commissions along the way, explored underground mazes, and collected magic books. It took them half a year to see Celie again.

"Is this your new disciple?"

Celie was still sitting barefoot on the stone bench, one foot on the chair, looking at Fulilian with interest, while the latter looked at her fearlessly.

"Well, his magic power is pretty good, much better than a certain apprentice who knew nothing when he first became my disciple."

Celia's words were as sharp as ever, but Ye Shanming pretended not to hear them. He secretly planned to find a time to instigate Volame and give her a hard time.

"Volame should have told you, tell me a magic you want and I will give it to you."

Celia looked at Fulilian with eyes full of anticipation. Her two apprentices, one who spent all day trying to popularize magic, and the other who spent all day studying how to travel through the world, had been completely wasted. Fortunately, she brought back a grand-disciple with good talent, so there was still a chance.

"Transferring magic..."

"Yes, I have mastered almost all magic. As long as you tell me, I can give it to you."

"I do not want."

To Celia's surprise, Fulilian mercilessly refused to give up the qualification to transfer magic.

"The process of learning magic is what's most important, I think."

After being ruthlessly rejected, Celie was disappointed and looked at Volame:

"You're not a good apprentice. You have talent but not enough ambition."

Facing Celia's accusations, Volame just smiled without saying anything. The latter suddenly became bored and waved her hand, signaling them to leave first.

"Really? None of them have any ambition. I shouldn't have accepted them as my apprentices in the first place."

In the end, the meeting between the disciple and the master ended with both of them parting on bad terms.

Volame took Fulilian back to their residence. On the way, they passed by a large beautiful flower field. Fulilian's eyes were immediately attracted, not because of the scenery of the flower field, but because of——

"Is this flower field magic?"

"Yes, the magic that creates a flower field."

Volame squatted down and gently stroked the petals, her expression and voice becoming gentle: "This is the magic my mother taught me, and it is also the reason why I like magic."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Fulilian: "Do you want to learn?"

Fulilian nodded. She simply liked to learn magic, regardless of whether it was practical or not. To some extent, she was very similar to Ye Shanming. In order to research the magic of traveling through the world, the latter accepted all kinds of magic, hoping to learn by analogy.

In the following days, Ye Shanming returned to the study and research of magic. Another ten years passed. As his knowledge of magic grew, he increasingly understood the correctness of the secrets that Celie had told him when they first met.

"Are the magics of time and life the exclusive domain of the goddess?"

Ye Shanming closed the magic book in his hand, put it back in its place, pinched his eyebrows, stood up and prepared to go to Volame for a walk to relax.

Volame has been trying hard to persuade the emperor of the unified empire to lift the ban on magic research and popularize magic. In order to prove the feasibility of this to the emperor, she is trying to transform the combat golem into a daily use one and has been working non-stop for several days.

Ye Shanming walked along the lakeshore and saw Volame sitting at the door from a distance. A golem that looked like a giant insect was standing next to it, with several limbs working together to cook in an orderly manner. Fulilian squatted next to the golem and observed carefully.

"The cooking golem was successful?"

Twenty years have passed, and a few wrinkles have quietly appeared on Fu Lamei's face, but her gentle smile remains unchanged, and she nodded to Ye Shanming.

"It's just an improvement on the current golem."

"Quite interesting."

Ye Shanming is very impressed by Volame's research and development capabilities.

"Why are you here today? Are you having trouble improving your magic?"

"No, I'm just a little tired, so I came to your place to relax."

Ye Shanming touched Fulilian's head, ruffling her hair, which earned her a dissatisfied look.

"Relax... I remember there's a maze nearby. How about the three of us go and conquer it and just relax?"

Volame smiled and stood up, making a suggestion.

"Eh?"

In the maze, Ye Shanming walked in front and casually released a slashing magic, cutting the gargoyle disguised as a statue into two pieces. He turned his head to look at Volame and Fulilian who were following behind him, somewhat puzzled.

"You and Fulilian can definitely conquer this maze solo."

"I just think it's fun to go on adventures with the three of us sometimes. The last time we did something like this was about ten years ago."

Volame held Fulilian's hand and explained with a smile, a look of reminiscence on her face.

The three of them passed the corner and found an ancient treasure chest at the end. When Fulilian saw it, she immediately became excited. She ran towards the treasure chest with her staff in hand and was about to open it, but was picked up by Ye Shanming by the collar.

"I used the treasure chest identification magic to identify it. It's a treasure chest monster."

Fulilian was like a cat hanging in the air, refusing to give up her idea and argued:

"But there's a 1% chance that the treasure chest identification magic will go wrong. What if this is the one time it goes wrong?!"

Seeing Fulilian so persistent, Ye Shanming raised his eyebrows, put her down, stood aside with his arms folded, and watched the show quietly.

Fulilian squatted excitedly in front of the treasure chest, ready to open it, when she saw the lid of the treasure chest suddenly open, revealing sharp fangs, and swallowed her upper body in one bite.

Chapter 14: The loli elf teacher who has been strong all her life.

"Help me! It's so dark in here!"

The legs left outside kept flapping, Fulilian's frightened voice was heard, and Ye Shanming sighed helplessly.

"Can't you use blast magic inside the treasure chest monster to get out?"

"No, it's such a cramped place, my hair will get burned!"

Fulilian stubbornly rejected Ye Shanming's proposal.

"You're such a bother."

Suddenly having the illusion of taking his daughter with him, Ye Shanming walked forward, grabbed Fulilian's waist with one hand, pressed her butt with the other hand, and pushed her hard into the treasure chest monster.

"Let go! It hurts! My waist is going to break!"

Ye Shanming ignored Fulilian's words at all. She brought this situation upon herself.

"As long as you push the person swallowed by the treasure chest monster into it, it will feel like vomiting and spit out the person."

Ye Shanming even taught Fulilian a lesson.

As he said, with a severe nausea, the treasure chest monster vomited out Frillian uncomfortably, and was then ruthlessly killed by Frillian who had finally escaped.

Her head was covered with the treasure chest monster's saliva, and her long silver hair tied into two ponytails was tangled. Ye Shanming took two steps back calmly, feeling a little disgusted.

Volame was a little amused, and used water control magic to clean Fulilian from head to toe. He took the soaked Fulilian to explore the maze again, and after turning it upside down, he left.

The wet clothes clung to Fulilian's body, and she was holding tightly in her arms the magic book she had found in the maze. Ye Shanming only glanced at her and was too lazy to look at her again.

Volame quietly slowed down his pace, walked side by side with Ye Shanming, and looked at Fulilian's somewhat excited back.

"After all these years, you haven't aged at all, Junior Brother."