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

Chapter 6 Mu Ningxue: The person I'm waiting for hasn't arrived yet.
The trajectory traced by the ball of light wove a web of death in the darkness, precisely locking onto the blind spots where each gray-clad figure was hiding. The entire abandoned building was illuminated as if it were daytime, and even the cockroaches in the cracks of the walls had nowhere to hide.

Within minutes, the entire abandoned building seemed to be muted. The moment the ball of light exploded, a blinding golden light burst forth like the blazing sun, illuminating every detail of the dark corners.

The men in gray didn't even have time to scream.

Wherever the light passed, their bodies melted and disintegrated at a visible speed, like thin snow encountering the blazing sun. Cloth, flesh, bones—all matter crumbled in the extreme light, ultimately turning into wisps of drifting black smoke.

Chen Yuan stood in the center of the corridor, surrounded by lingering light particles.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the last wisp of black smoke vanished in the holy light. The entire building returned to silence, with only a few charred marks on the walls bearing witness to what had just happened.

"Not even a trace remains." He muttered to himself, the remaining light elements at his fingertips gradually fading away.

This approach, though crude, is the cleanest and most efficient, leaving no clues for investigation and posing no danger to potential investigators.

The night wind blew through the broken window frame, carrying away the last trace of anxiety.

As Chen Yuan turned to leave, the moonlight shone directly on the spot where he had just stood, a place so clean it seemed as if no one had ever been there.

The next day.

On the day of the annual assessment, almost all the first-year high school classes lined up in a square formation, including Chen Yuan's class.

Zhou Min didn't ask about what happened last night, and Chen Yuan didn't mention it either. Both of them were very tacit, as if it had become a habit.

"Relax. After a year of cultivation, it's time to test your progress. I've seen everyone's efforts, and you're no worse than anyone else."

Class teacher Xue Musheng glanced at the class and, seeing that morale was somewhat low, offered some encouragement.

Seeing this, the students could only nod in agreement and try their best to adjust their state.

Before the assessment began, a group of leaders took turns going up on stage to give speeches, essentially feeding the large group of students with motivational platitudes. This feeling was incredibly agonizing.

Chen Yuan, however, did not take it seriously and continued to cultivate on his own, striving to break through to the intermediate level as soon as possible.

He's getting closer and closer to the bottleneck of the intermediate level. Chen Yuan estimates that he can break through to the intermediate level in four months at the latest!

In Chen Yuan's view, the intermediate level is a watershed moment!
If he doesn't receive guidance from his future self, then after reaching the intermediate level of cultivation, he will inevitably want to awaken either the fire or lightning element, one for offense and one for defense, thus achieving a balance between offense and defense.

But things are different now.

His light element already possesses both offensive and defensive capabilities. If he were to cultivate it to the intermediate level, he would like to awaken a dimensional element as his second element, whether it be space or summoning.

However, it's too early to think about these things, since no one knows what will happen tomorrow.

Who knows, Mu He and his gang might suddenly go crazy and destroy Bo City the next day.

As the lengthy pep talk finally ended, the atmosphere on the entire playground suddenly became tense. The annual assessment officially began, and the simple and brutal process made everyone hold their breath.

Testing the intensity of magical energy and verifying the ability to cast spells—these two things alone are enough to determine the results of a year's training.

"The first one is He Yu."

The examiner's cold voice was particularly clear on the silent playground.

A petite girl with a ponytail cautiously stepped out of the line. Her finger hovered above the star-sensing stone for a moment before pressing it down as if touching a hot iron.

"Om-"

The star-sensing stone suddenly emitted a dazzling light, making He Yu's pale cheeks glow red. The judges exchanged approving glances, one of them even stroking his beard. "A."

As the brief verdict was announced, He Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, almost collapsing to her knees.

The girl, who was always quiet and unassuming in class, had tears welling up in her eyes. Scattered applause rippled through the audience, and the homeroom teacher, Xue Musheng, breathed a sigh of relief.

The assessment process proceeded rapidly, with top students from each class taking the stage one after another. When Xu Zhaoting from the next class stepped onto the stage, a murmur suddenly rippled through the entire playground. This genius, who had awakened a rare lightning element, was already a prominent figure in the grade.

"Examiner, I want to be tested on casting magic."

Xu Zhaoting's voice carried an undisguised arrogance.

He strode confidently to the center of the field, the lightning bolt emblem embroidered on the cuffs of his school uniform gleaming in the sunlight. Many girls in the audience were already excitedly whispering among themselves, and even the judges put down their pens, their faces showing anticipation.

"Elemental Lightning!"

He suddenly raised his hand, and a blinding purple light burst forth from his fingertips. The violent lightning element condensed into tangible arcs of electricity in the air, emitting a chilling crackling sound.

"The Seal of Thunder!"

As the second incantation was uttered, the wandering electric snakes suddenly intertwined into a complex magic circle. Xu Zhaoting's hair stood on end due to static electricity, making him appear as dazzling as a thunder god descending to earth.

"Obey my command!"

With a final, low shout, the long-accumulated thunder crashed down. A blinding purple light flashed, and the oak target placed ten meters away instantly carbonized, its charred surface still crackling with residual electric sparks.

The scene was filled with sighs of awe. As expected of the king of elements, its power was so domineering!
In the end, the judges unanimously decided to give it an amazing grade of A.

On the viewing platform, Mu Zhuoyun stroked his beard, his gaze appreciative as he looked at the spirited Xu Zhaoting in the center of the arena: "Ning Xue, what do you think of this junior? He's the only genius in this year's cohort to awaken the lightning element."

Mu Ningxue, dressed in pristine white, didn't even glance at the arena with her icy blue eyes, coldly uttering only two words: "So-so."

Her gaze remained fixed on Class 8's formation until the examiner called out the next name.
"Zhou Min."

The girl who always wore a ponytail strode forward and, as she passed Xu Zhaoting, muttered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "It's just casting a spell, what makes you so capable?"

After saying that, she gently pressed her palm onto the star-sensing stone.

"Om-!"

A beam of light, even more dazzling than the previous lightning magic, shot into the sky, causing many to squint. Gasps of surprise rose and fell from the judges' panel, and even the old headmaster, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

"This is this?!"

Seven stars were faintly visible within the light, swirling in perfect star trails, while pure fire element condensed in the air into tangible golden flames. The audience erupted in cheers.

"Another S-class?!"

What's going on this year?

"Class 8 is going to defy the heavens!"

The three judges simultaneously raised their scorecards, all bearing an "S" that gleamed in the sunlight.

(End of this chapter)