Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

The Divine Seal Praise permanently enhances the base power of a magic system without overlapping with elemental or blessing-type enhancement magic, amplification magic items, or magical artifacts. This is what makes it so coveted by the world!

The whole process is slow; imprinting a permanent blessing mark on a magician's spiritual world is not something that can be done in an instant.

And it's also clear that this magic consumption is quite high... especially for Xu Fang, whose smile was visibly breaking down.

What, is it leaking?

I just poured in so much holy light, why is there still such a big gap?

Xu Fang tightly closed his eyes, not daring to open them. If he opened them, he would easily burst out laughing at the sight of his mother's constipated face. He decided to look inward into his spiritual world instead... Damn, he wanted to laugh even more!

The light of praise from the temple mother is like an exhausted mother dog looking at the army of suckling puppies huddled together, wanting to escape but unable to.

The fire and water types ate quickly and went to rest, burping as they nursed.

The ice elemental creature, having been starved for an unknown period of time, frantically absorbed the immense energy.

—Even more powerful than the ice element was the purple demonic cloud, within which the golden stars were visibly shrouded in a layer of radiance.

suck!

Take another drag!

At the back of the line, Mo Fan asked in a low voice, puzzled, "Does the Divine Seal Praise take this long?"

It's been several hours, and he's starving!

“That shouldn’t be the case…” Feng Li was completely baffled: “I heard from my old friend that each person’s praise time is only about an hour, right?”

Looking at the temple mother again, her forehead was covered in sweat, and her holy face was visibly paler, as if her body had been hollowed out.

In contrast, Xu Fang was radiant, his eyes and even his mouth were tightly closed, as if afraid of losing even a tiny bit of energy.

The Divine Seal Praise cast by the Temple Mother has a maximum power of 2.5 times, but it is not permanent. This base power will decrease over time, and only after it decreases to a certain value will it become a permanently enhanced power.

In other words, if everyone starts from the same point, how much you can keep depends on your own ability.

After watching Xu Fang enter the meditation room, the temple matriarch breathed a sigh of relief.

“Next, Mo Fan,” said the sage Tina.

The temple mother looked at Mo Fan in front of her, took a deep breath, and completed the Divine Seal Praise.

"This... is gone?" Mo Fan asked in astonishment. It's only been a little over an hour, isn't the difference too obvious?

"Speak less, or the light of praise will be lost." The sage Tina's face hardened, showing her extreme displeasure at Mo Fan's questioning of the temple mother.

Mo Fan didn't dare to say another word and hurriedly went to another meditation room.

He felt that the temple goddess who praised him was like something... Yes, like that fruit fly in his biology textbook from his previous life that "shaked up" its spirits, and it really only shook up for him for a moment!

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Meditation is a very boring thing.

But if someone's cultivation level increases rapidly like Xu Fang's, almost as if there's a progress bar attached to it, then meditation would become a beloved simulation game.

In the spiritual world, the fire and water star rivers have been strengthened, both breaking through to the second level of the high-level.

Unfortunately, during the Divine Seal Praise ceremony, Xu Fang was unable to test out his newly acquired magic.

The ice-type star river that had just been broken through had also been completely stabilized. This time, even without relying on the icy and snowy environment, Xu Fang could still unleash powerful ice magic!

If there's anything to regret, it's my spiritual realm. I'm still stuck at the peak of the fourth realm, and this time the power of advancement didn't push me to the fifth realm.

Although that bottleneck was visibly weak, it was ultimately only a tiny bit short.

Logically, the brilliance of the Divine Seal Praise should diminish; it would be good if 1.5 of the 2.5x amplification remained.

Even Mo Fan, after much effort, only managed to retain a 2x increase.

But Xu Fang didn't need to worry about that at all. He knew what kind of creature his golden star was. It was a skinless pixiu that only ate and didn't excrete. Once it came, it wouldn't leave!

A week.

Two weeks.

One month.

Such a vast amount of light of praise was not wasted at all; it was completely absorbed by the golden star particles of various star systems!

From now on, the power of my single-element light magic and combination magic with other elements will increase to a new level!

For example, [Day of Night] already has an eightfold increase when the Dharma Form is fully activated, and with this 2.5x praise, it directly becomes twentyfold!

Twenty times! Twenty times!

He directly leaped over a whole realm; even a Celestial Seed would have to kneel before him!

The opportunity was too rare, and since no one was going to kick him out, Xu Fang simply decided to continue his seclusion here and thoroughly digest and absorb the aftertaste of the praise.

The path of spiritual cultivation is inherently solitary and long.

The Flying Flowers Festival is a sacred mountain festival of the Parthenon, and over the years it has developed into one of the most important festivals in Greece.

During the Flying Flower Festival, the delicate honey-brown petals of the flowers planted on the sacred mountain intertwine with the turquoise leaves in the seasonal breezes blowing from the Mediterranean, lingering around the entire mountaintop and slopes.

Then, like a festive procession, they will slowly drive into the Acropolis of Athens, fly into people's courtyards, and fly into the streets and alleys.

The entire city was adorned with this breathtaking beauty.

In such a beautiful season, Xu Fang boarded a plane and headed to the cold and dark Nordic countries!

Chapter 348 is blocked.

Chapter 348 has been blocked, I'm so angry!

Chapter 352 Treasure Hunt in the Snowfield, Ice-type Soul Seed

At Norway's international airport, a flight slowly lands amidst wind and snow.

"Dear passengers, thank you again for choosing this flight..."

The cabin was filled with the flight attendant's slightly husky, sexy voice, but unfortunately, very few people heard it.

Compared to the mature and beautiful flight attendant, the few passengers in the cabin were more concerned about the snow and wind outside.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~~~！！

The biting wind distorted my face, and the ice particles mixed in made it hard to open my eyes.

There were hardly any people on the street, and the houses on both sides were all closed off, with only a faint light shining through them.

In the past, if Xu Fang had come here, he would have surely developed two smooth, snotty icicles from his nose.

But not anymore. He is now a high-level ice mage, and his resistance to cold has increased.

"Let me see...it's here."

Xu Fang lifted his thick fur coat to shield himself from the wind and snow to check the navigation information on the screen, and quickly found a tavern.

As I entered, a warm current rushed to my face, and the deathly silence was swept away by the lively discussion.

"I'm telling you, Elon, you should just go home already. Isn't it a waste to leave your old bones out in the snow at your age?"

"Heh, young man, you should worry about yourself. Be careful your little bird doesn't freeze off."

"You rude old man, this is a big bird! A giant bird! If you don't believe me, go ask your wife and daughter!"

"This place is so cold, and it gets dark so early. I really don't know how the locals manage to survive."

"Hey, without such harsh conditions, where would powerful soul seeds come from? We're definitely going to make a fortune this time..."

It's easy to tell from their conversation that these people are all hunters who have come to pan for gold.

Their goal is to obtain a top-grade ice-type soul seed that is about to appear in the world!

This was also Xu Fang's goal. Lingling had already gathered intelligence for him during the opening match of the National Government Competition.

Intelligence indicates that in recent days, a terrifying "frost wind" has swept through the Svalbard archipelago in Norway.

Similar to the swirling winds of the Qinling Mountains, houses, trees, livestock, and even pedestrians affected by these winds suffer severe erosion, with their outer shells peeling away layer by layer and their vitality rapidly diminishing.

—It would be a waste if such a good thing didn't belong to the Xu family!

All hunters must stay in this town and wait for the window of opportunity presented by the frost and cold winds before swarming in and relying on their own abilities!

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Norway is not a very suitable place for human habitation, not only because of the harsh environment, but more importantly because of the psychological impact.

In his previous life, Xu Fang also lived alone for a period of time, working from home every day and not going out to socialize with others.

But he didn't feel lonely, because even when he was alone at home, he could hear the horns of cars on the street, the parents next door scolding their children for not doing their homework, the young couple decorating their new house, the vendors shouting "Apples are cheap" and "Fragrant and sweet roasted sweet potatoes", and he could see the delivery guys shuttling through the streets and alleys.

The warm sunlight streamed through the windows, and the place felt lively.

But it's different here.

A truly deathly silence.

This damn sky stays dark all day, with only two or three hours of daylight. Even during the daytime, it's gloomy and makes people feel depressed.

The streets were eerily quiet, and people were dressed so thickly that at first glance you couldn't even tell if they were people or bears.

"I feel like I'm going to rot! This damn frost wind is getting stronger and stronger, and I can't even connect to the internet!" a bald man wailed. "My friend, do you have any interesting Chinese gadgets?"

"Yes, I have."

Xu Fang took a sip of his drink and said with a smile, "Want to try some Chinese Mahjong?"

"Come!"

"Count me in!"

"Haha, I've played it before, you have to take me with you!"

Hunters are human too, and not everyone can endure long periods of time through meditation, especially in this place where they are eager to find some fun.

then···

Blah blah blah!

The bald man's face twitched, even the top of his head turned red, and he almost crushed the mahjong tiles in his hand, clearly indicating that he hadn't drawn any good tiles.