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

Chapter 38 Nan Rongni's Little Thoughts

Ding Yumin stared at Chen Yuan, and saw an expression on his face that she had never seen before, which made her smile slightly.

"You two can continue your conversation. I'm going back to my room to rest."

She said considerately, nodded slightly to the two of them, and then turned and left, leaving them alone.

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After Ding Yumin left, Mu Ningxue gently raised her eyes, her clear, cool voice carrying a hint of concern:

How have you been lately?

Mu Ningxue walked slowly toward Chen Yuan, her eyes filled with a clear calm. She did not lose her composure just because Chen Yuan was close to others.

Chen Yuan shrugged, a helpless smile playing on his lips: "Let's just make do."

"Just passable?" Mu Ningxue raised an eyebrow slightly, her usually cool voice carrying a rare hint of teasing.

"I heard that someone stole the show at the freshman orientation and got all the resources in the department."

Looking at the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window, Chen Yuan's smile turned bitter: "It's just about struggling in a pile of resources."

For the children of the poor, even hesitation is a luxury.

He knew better than anyone that in this cannibalistic world, talent, if not transformed into strength, was merely a death warrant. Hiding one's talents when it's time to shine? That was a trick only scions of powerful families could afford to play.

"I understand." The ice crystals on Mu Ningxue's fingertips quietly dissipated, and her voice softened a bit. "After all, what you carry on your shoulders is never just your own future."

She thought of Ye Xinxia, ​​who was always gentle and kind, and Zhou Min, who was stubborn and strong-willed.

This large family is the reason he works so hard.

Chen Yuan's gaze suddenly deepened, his fingertips gently brushing against Mu Ningxue's snow-white hair: "Since Mingzhu Academy has given me the ladder to heaven..."

His voice suddenly lowered, carrying an undeniable determination: "Then I will climb to the highest point, so high that all those who covet it can only look up to me."

The chill from his fingertips reminded him of that snowy night, of the girl's frail figure facing the pressure of her family alone.

“Only in this way,” Chen Yuan slowly withdrew his hand, clenching it into a fist at his side, “can I protect all the people I care about.”

His gaze fell on Mu Ningxue's icy blue eyes, his unspoken words swirling in his eyes.

That includes you, you silly girl who always shoulders everything alone.

Mu Ningxue felt her heart skip a beat, and a rare blush rose to her cheeks.

She instinctively turned her head to look at him, but then she heard Chen Yuan's deep voice continue:
"Fortunately, I now have the strength to protect you, and my talent has been successfully realized."

With three high-level elemental spells and three commander-level summoned creatures, Chen Yuan is now virtually invincible among the younger generation, and his ambitions have even shifted towards those of the older generation of mages.

"How are you doing?"

Then, Chen Yuan asked another question.

Mu Ningxue unconsciously touched the pendant around her neck, which gleamed with a warm luster, and her icy expression softened: "Thanks to this gift from you."

As her fingertips lightly touched the pendant, a wisp of warmth flowed along her meridians, gently enveloping the raging cold in her blood.

For the past six months, every night when the chill of her ancient bloodline threatened to engulf her, it was always this warm current that pulled her back to reality.

“Now when I cultivate,” her icy blue eyes rippled, “I finally don’t have to be constantly distracted by suppressing the backlash.” Her tone was relaxed, a feeling she hadn’t had in years, and even the chill emanating from her body seemed to soften.

Although her cultivation progress was far behind Chen Yuan's, she did not need to deliberately suppress the power of ice and cold, which allowed her to successfully cultivate her ice element to the third level of the middle stage, and even her wind element reached the second level.

Chen Yuan's fingertips lightly traced the patterns on the surface of the wooden box, then pushed it in front of Mu Ningxue: "When your ice element reaches its bottleneck, refine it." The moment the wooden box opened, Mu Ningxue's usually aloof expression froze for the first time. Lying quietly inside was the Star River Vein!
A single Star River Vein costs at least a hundred million! How could she possibly accept such a valuable gift?

She looked up abruptly, only to meet Chen Yuan's smiling eyes.

"Don't rush to refuse." He pressed his long fingers against her lips as she was about to speak. "Xinxia and my little sister's strength is only at the mid-level. The Star River Vein is still too early for them."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned forward.

Mu Ningxue felt a tightness around her waist as a warm, pine-scented object pressed against her lips.

The sudden kiss caught her off guard, leaving her somewhat flustered. Although Chen Yuan had done this before, it wasn't the first time, but she still found it hard to adjust.
Especially in public places like this.

On a high platform.

A blonde woman in elaborate attire stood by the railing. Her delicate face was slightly contorted with anger, and her gilded nails dug deeply into the carvings of the railing.

"What a pure and immaculate Mu Ningxue."

She parted her lips slightly, her voice laced with venom, "You always put on airs at the academy, but who knew you were like this in private?"

Her words abruptly stopped, and she suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled softly, but her eyes were filled with frost.

The gilded hairpin jingled as she tilted her head: "So... dissolute." She emphasized the last word, as if she wanted to devour someone alive.

"You're two-faced, saying one thing to my face and another behind my back. I, Mu Tingying, hate this kind of despicable bitch the most!"

Mu Tingying spat out a mouthful of saliva, her face full of disdain.

“That’s not quite right. The one next to Mu Ningxue is no ordinary person.” Nan Rongni took over the conversation with a slight smile, her lips curving into a perfect arc, but a hint of envy flashed in her eyes.

She subtly stroked the pearl button on her sleeve, her gaze sweeping across the crowd before settling on that tall, imposing figure.

Chen Yuan, the Pearl. This name was repeatedly mentioned at tea parties of various prominent families, and even those arrogant old men spoke of it with a touch of respect.

The reason I specifically sought out an exchange student spot in the capital was to find a suitable match among the young and promising talents.

Who would have thought that the most dazzling star had already been claimed by Mu Ningxue?

Nan Rongni maintained a perfect smiling mask, but her nails secretly dug into her palms.

It's truly infuriating.

I really want to take his place.
"Ha, what a brilliant Chen Yuan, he's nothing but a pretty face that Shanghai has recently produced."

Mu Tingying toyed with the ends of her hair, a mocking smile curving her red lips. "That face is indeed handsome, but I wonder if his skills match that face?"

She narrowed her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of disdain.

Among her peers, she had seen too many so-called "geniuses" who were all talk and no action, and in the end they were nothing more than good-looking but useless fools.

"We'll settle this with a friendly spar tomorrow," Nan Rongni replied softly, her fingertips lightly tracing the rim of the teacup, a hint of something deeper flashing in her eyes.

If he is truly as exceptionally talented as the rumors suggest... then she wouldn't mind letting him see her "abilities" for himself.

She lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, her toes lightly touching the ground beneath her skirt.

With her looks and charm, no one has ever truly been able to resist her.

P.S.: Just got off work.

(End of this chapter)