Full-Time Magister: The Ruler of Wind and Rain

"On the second day of our trip to Cangshan, it seems that exploring Cangshan will be a long-term project. On Lingling's advice, I bought a batch of demon-repelling stones and scattered them wherever I went every day, both as road markers and to facilitate the subsequent exploration."

"We followed yesterday's route today, covering about ten kilometers. We took down five or six servant-level enemies, but didn't encounter any warrior-level enemies."

"Day three of our trip to Cangshan. We made great progress today, making it all the way to the halfway point and finally getting through the forest at the foot of the mountain. We've run out of the demon-repelling stones; we'll have to buy some more tomorrow."

"On the fourth day of our trip to Cangshan, we were chased and killed by a Wind Hook Scorpion of the Great General level, a humiliating defeat. After descending the mountain, we rested and discussed with Lingling the route to bypass this Great General."

"On the fifth day of our trip to Cangshan, our detour plan failed, we still couldn't win, and we were chased down the mountain by the Wind Hook Scorpion again."

"Sixth day of the trip to Cangshan, still no success."

"On the seventh day of our trip to Cangshan, we still haven't won."

"Eighth day of our journey to Cangshan! Wang Yu, oh Wang Yu, how can you be so delicate! At most, you can exchange wounds with that demon; we can't continue like this with no progress!"

"Ninth day of our trip to Cangshan, and we still haven't won. We need to find another way."

Wang Yu lay sprawled in the clinic, a large wound on his back, while an old healer was performing a healing spell on him. Lingling, who had been somewhat flustered, turned away from Wang Yu on a nearby stool after the healer told her that he was alright and only had superficial injuries. She pouted and deliberately avoided looking at him.

Wang Yu knew the little girl was a bit frightened. But there was nothing he could do; being a mage was, after all, a life-risking profession. The cut on his back was the result of being ambushed by the scorpion's tail during his fight with the Wind Hook Scorpion. Fortunately, Wang Yu hadn't come up empty-handed. His desperately unleashed Storm Wave - Expel had already swept the Wind Hook Scorpion into the valley. Wang Yu didn't believe that the demon could fall from a height of over a hundred meters without any cushioning and wouldn't be seriously injured. If it could, then what else was there to say? Spirit seeds, treasures, resources—he'd give it all to her; she was the chosen one.

Fortunately, the Wind Hook Scorpion obviously didn't have a healing mage available, so Wang Yu spent a lot of money to hire the most famous healing mage in Dali City, buying him a precious time difference. Two days later, Wang Yu had almost fully recovered. This time, when he went up the mountain again, he encountered a Wind Hook Scorpion struggling to crawl from the valley towards its nest, its bones broken and half-dead. He simply threw a few water blades at it and took its spoils.

Along the way, Wang Yu kept scattering demon-repelling stones, and the semi-safe path he had laid out had now extended to a point where only one-third of the way to Xima Pool remained. This place was close to the vegetation boundary line in the mountains, with shrubs below and grassland above. This made Wang Yu a little curious. It turned out that the forest-grass boundary line in the scientific world still existed in the magical world. He wondered if there was some kind of coincidence behind it.

Putting aside his curiosity and the bag he had temporarily opened during his rest, Wang Yu continued towards his destination. The closer he got to Xima Pool, the stronger the wind became. Elements and emotions are usually unrelated, but Wang Yu heard a domineering aura in the wind. Could it be that there was an incomparably powerful demon ahead? He couldn't help but slow his pace, thinking that for safety's sake, he should take a detour to observe the surroundings.

Taking a few extra steps didn't change what Wang Yu felt about the wind. The aura in the wind was stable and without fluctuation. Analyzing it rationally, if it were a powerful demon, as a creature related to the wind element, Wang Yu didn't believe it could lie motionless on the ground like a tortoise. Besides, even a slow-moving creature like a tortoise wouldn't be completely without any fluctuation in its breathing, would it?

Excluding incorrect answers, what is on the mountaintop and beside Xima Pool is not a demon, but a phenomenon caused by the condensation of some kind of wind element, which is very likely a wind-type spirit seed!

Considering there was absolutely no trace of the Wind-Eroding Demon's activity nearby, as reported in the intelligence, Wang Yu decided to go all in and head straight for his destination. He harnessed the wind and charged towards the pool of clear water at the mountaintop!

The higher he climbed, the louder the wind howled in his ears. The Wind Demon Stone worn on Wang Yu's chest was already bearing a heavy burden. Fortunately, for a wind mage, it wasn't difficult to use magic to resist the onslaught of the strange and fierce winds for a short time. But after Wang Yu took off the Wind Demon Stone, he found that the fierce winds of Cangshan seemed to have submitted to something at the top of the mountain, and the violent and piercing rage had subsided, becoming much gentler.

What could possibly suppress such a natural wonder as the fierce winds of Cangshan Mountain over such a vast area? The answer points to a spiritual seed nurtured between heaven and earth!

The higher Wang Yu climbed, the more he couldn't suppress his excitement. Those were spirit seeds that could multiply the power of magic!

Magicians can increase the power of their skills by absorbing and refining special elemental seeds nurtured by heaven and earth. And if the power increases exponentially, could they really kill advanced-stage or even warrior-level demons with a single wind blade in the future?

Aside from Spirit Seeds, the simplest way to increase power, mages have relatively limited means to amplify their magic power. The easiest way is to buy Spirit Essence to strengthen their Star Seeds, but strengthening a low-level spell requires seven Servant-level Spirit Essences, costing tens of millions. Strengthening mid-level spells is even more expensive, requiring Spirit Essence worth one or two hundred million. With that money, one could buy not only Spirit Seeds but also Soul Seeds. Another option is to buy amplification magic tools, but those start at five hundred million for mid-level mages. Magic tools that can effectively amplify the power of high-level spells by 30% are considered clearance sales at two billion. Judging from the price, it's easy to see that these are not things that ordinary rich kids can covet. At least one must be as wealthy as Tao Bai, Cheng Luoshan, or Tongling to even consider them.

So, assuming you're an ordinary little mage who doesn't have the money to buy spirit seeds, doesn't want to be foolish enough to buy essence to strengthen star seeds, and doesn't have the money to buy amplification magic tools, what other ways are there to increase the power of magic?

The answer is diligent practice. If you do nothing but throw spells at an empty space every day, you can increase the power by about 10% after three to five years, and that's the limit.

Oh, right, there's another way: try to get the goddess of the Parthenon, the world's healing capital, to bestow a divine blessing upon you. All you need to do is fight your way out of hundreds of millions of students and get into the top ten or so. It's a really simple and feasible way!

So it's no wonder Wang Yu was excited. For someone like him who doesn't spend money or participate in closed beta testing, acquiring a spirit seed is the most feasible way to progress. Acquiring a spirit seed is roughly equivalent to receiving an acceptance letter from a top 2 university in another world, which is incredibly exciting.

With his heart pounding in his chest, Wang Yu rode the wind-powered train for the last few hundred meters of the mountain road, finally arriving at the lake he had been longing for.