Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

He was really anxious. His old subordinate's only son almost jumped off a building and died in front of him. If something really happened to him, how could he explain it to his comrades?

Damn, my hands are itching, I want to swat two big balls.

Xu Fang listened quietly, and only when Zhan Kong had finished speaking did he speak softly:

"Commander, I want to go to the ancient capital."

Squeak!

Zhan Kong abruptly stopped: "What did you say?"

"I said, I want to go to the ancient capital."

The answer to Chapter 2, the light-themed version, is Ancient Capital.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

After a long silence, Zhan Kong finally spoke again: "Ancient Capital? What are you going to the Ancient Capital for?"

"Kill the undead to increase your strength."

From the moment he saw the golden stardust in the spiritual world, Xu Fang made up his mind to go to the ancient capital.

The answer for the light-themed version is "ancient capital".

The ancient capital is rich in undead, ranging from powerful supreme monarchs to crippled ghouls who aren't even servants—you name it, they've got it.

This place is perfect for light-element mages. Elsewhere, novice light-element mages can only be used as light bulbs, and against ordinary demons, they are destined to be skinned by photons.

However, here, light magic is effective against undead magic, and a basic Light Purification can deal significant damage to a ghoul.

Xu Fang's plan was in motion. In the ancient capital, he would test his unique light element while raising his level to the intermediate stage, and awaken a summoning or lightning element. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Zhan Kong said, "The ancient capital is too dangerous. It's under constant bloody alert every few days, unlike our Bo City, which is so safe."

"Where is a safe place?" Xu Fang said, "When a person dies, the bird flies to the sky. We have to take a gamble and do it!"

This is the world of full-time mages! Rather than believing in survival strategies, it's better to believe in your own resilience.

Those who back down die quickly; if you don't risk your life, where will you get resources and opportunities?

This sentence perfectly describes Zhan Kong's temperament: "He's still thinking straight now, much better than when he jumped off the roof."

"...Can I say I went up there to get some fresh air?"

"Can I say I went up there to get some fresh air... hey!" Zhan Kong repeated in a strange, high-pitched voice.

The matter on the rooftop was considered closed. Zhan Kong actually empathized with Xu Fang to some extent. When no matter how hard you try, you are destined to fail, that sense of powerlessness and despair can indeed make you want to die.

"Sixteen is an adult. Since you've made up your mind, I won't try to persuade you anymore." Zhan Kong said, "Going to the ancient city is fine, but not now. Wait until you finish your first year of high school and pass the magic release exam, then I'll help you contact the Central Military Headquarters."

"Of course," Xu Fang nodded.

"There's one more thing. Your parents are both martyrs, and your father is a mid-level Sky Eagle Mage who has made many contributions. As their direct relatives, from the day you successfully awaken, the Southern Army will provide the resources for you to cultivate to the mid-level."

Xu Fang's eyes lit up: "How many?"

"Who knows? It'll be paid monthly." Zhan Kong glanced at him: "Kid, you're not thinking of reselling resources, are you?"

"Commander, you can question my strength, but you cannot question my character!"

"Character? You're just a scoundrel with blond hair, and you're talking to me about character?" Zhan Kong was stubborn as a mule. When he had strength, he was always eager to please; when he didn't, he was nothing. And every word he uttered was unpleasant to hear.

In the original work, in order to recruit Mo Fan, who possessed both lightning and fire elements, he called him "brother" without even blushing.

"This is something I was born with, that's just a stereotype!"

"Stereotypes? Ha! Every summer, we sell the monster meat sent from Xuefeng Mountain to restaurants, fleecing the parents of students at New High School. Do you think I don't know?"

"Oh, this..."

Xu Fang was speechless.

Although this was done by the original owner of the body, the two are from the same plane. In other words, if Xu Fang were in that situation, he would most likely have done the same thing.

"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point. I have to go on duty." Zhan Kong said impatiently.

Xu Fang said, "Commander, I would like to apply for all the resources at once."

"Dream on! You want to apply for it all at once? Do you know how much that is?" Zhan Kong cursed. "Just from what I know, there are magical tools, mid-level awakening stones, and..."

“I don’t want any of these,” Xu Fang said. “I want a Stardust Magic Artifact.”

Stardust artifacts are the most coveted nourishing vessels for all magicians to cultivate.

Few people know the principle behind this thing, but any magician knows that Stardust Magic Artifacts can help cultivators quickly recover their energy after becoming fatigued, shortening the fatigue period.

Generally speaking, a novice mage can only meditate for 5 hours a day, not a single hour more.

The remaining 19 hours are the fatigue period of meditation. You can only spend them by doing other things or simply sleeping. Otherwise, not only will your cultivation be difficult to improve, but you will also suffer from splitting headaches, damage your body, and mental breakdown.

For a roll king like him, 5 hours is nothing!

A real man can't say no! I'm going to fight for a whole day and night!

However, the Stardust Magic Artifact is a cultivation artifact that can shorten the fatigue period; using it is good for both me and others.

It might not be very effective in a day or two, but what about in the long run? With such natural talent and a baby by your side, you could be getting others to call you "Dad" in just one semester!

Since he didn't have Mo Fan's little mudskipper, he could only find a way elsewhere, otherwise he would be left far behind.

“Stardust artifacts aren’t cheap; even the cheapest ones cost tens of millions. The slightly higher-end ones are so rare that even that old bastard Mu Zhuoyun only has one; non-core disciples can’t get their hands on any,” Zhan Kong said.

"That was in Bo City. How big is Bo City?" Xu Fang laughed. "As far as I know, my parents' positions are directly under the Southern Army. There, the Stardust Magic Weapon is nothing special."

Zhan Kong laughed too: "You slippery little brat."

"Then you agreed?"

"I need to submit a report first. Let me tell you in advance, there has never been a precedent for this before, and I can't guarantee anything..."

"Commander, you know I left my mother when I was young."

Zhan Kong took a deep breath, feeling a throbbing sensation in his temples: "...Okay, I got it. I'll help you find someone, alright?"

"Thank you so much!"

Xu Fang patted off non-existent dust from his body and tidied his hair, which had been ruffled by the wind: "Alright, Legion Commander, you can leave here. I know the way home, so I won't keep you for dinner."

Zhan Kong watched Xu Fang's departing figure, his lips twitching twice.

Damn it, where did you learn to be so shameless?

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Xu Fang's old house is located on an old street. Not far away is a beautiful mountain villa, where even the grass on the ground is neatly trimmed.

At the highest point of the resort are several exquisite European-style villas, like princess castles from fairy tales, and the source of dreams for all the children in the city.

Unfortunately, the villa was surrounded by an iron fence, which crudely divided the inside and outside into two different worlds.

Xu Fang's house was also quite nice, a three-story house with a rooftop terrace where household items were piled up. Xuefeng Mountain would come to renovate it regularly.

Standing on the rooftop, you can look down at the dilapidated one-and-a-half-story building next door, which is Mo Fan's house.

The shabby, old house clung to Xu Fang's house in a rather shabby way, like a tattered plaster.

Who would have thought that two forbidden spell masters could be born here?

In front of Mo Fan's house, a beat-up pickup truck, the same model as the house, was parked there, and a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion was carrying things out of the house.

"uncle."

Xu Fang greeted him.

"Oh, it's Fangzai? School's out so early?" Mo Jiaxing grinned憨厚ly. "How was your awakening today?"

"I am a light element, and Mo Fan is a fire element."

"Oh, great, really great." Mo Jiaxing was very happy. He didn't understand the differences between departments. In his opinion, being able to awaken was already a great achievement.

My son is so promising; it was truly worth selling the land to support his education...

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Well, I'm planning to rent out the house to supplement the family income," Mo Jiaxing chuckled. "Once I'm done with work, we'll have a proper celebration at the food stall tonight..."

Some people are just born troublemakers. Before Mo Jiaxing could even feel happy for a moment, a man in a sharp suit walked out of the Mu family manor.

"Jiaxing, why aren't you finished moving in yet? Let me tell you, this is my house now, you can't just stay here!"

"Brother Mu He, it'll be ready soon, it'll be ready soon." Mo Jiaxing nodded and bowed.

"I'm not trying to be mean, but with your family's financial situation, why do you insist on selling everything you own to support your son becoming a magician? Yes, your son has awakened the fire element, but so what?"

Becoming a mage isn't easy. Can your family afford those spellbooks, magical artifacts, and magical tools? Without these aids, he can't even become a novice mage..."

Mu He spoke slowly and deliberately, his words sounding earnest but actually arrogant.

Mo Jiaxing pleaded in a humble voice, "Brother Mu He, let's not talk about this today, there are children here."

He wasn't afraid of embarrassing himself.

He was afraid that Xu Fang would see him in this embarrassing state, making his son Mo Fan lose face. After all, Mo Fan had called Xu Fang his "arch-enemy" and "fated rival" since childhood.

"I hadn't seen it until you said so." Mu He looked at Xu Fang: "Xu Fang, take my advice, don't waste your energy, you're just not cut out for this!"

Chapter 3: If they're mages, let's fight!

Looking at Mu He in front of him, Xu Fang could tell from his appearance alone that he was a smug and arrogant man who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

But who could know that his true identity was Tiger Deacon of the Black Vatican, and that he was involved in both the Bo City Bloodbath and the Ancient Capital Catastrophe?

They really hid it well...

Mu He, unaware of Xu's thoughts, continued to chatter on: "My Mu Bai has awakened the ice element, and his future is limitless. Even Mo Fan, that good-for-nothing brat, got lucky and awakened the fire element."

What about you? Light element, tsk tsk, such a trash attribute, why would you even train it? Even if you train it to the intermediate level, you'll just be a coward.

Your parents didn't earn that much money from you. If you ask me, why don't you sell your house to me, take the money, and become a rich country bumpkin?

"None of your business." Xu Fang completely ignored him. He was just staying here, not a servant of the Mu Family Manor. Who gave him the right to boss him around?

As for the kid disguising himself to assassinate him, that's even more impossible.