Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 23 I Was the One First

"Zhou Tianyuan, I need to talk to you about something."

Bai Mo returned to the classroom and placed a registration form on his desk. Before coming here, he had met Zhao Qingying on the way and had already given her a registration form.

Zhou Tianyuan picked up the registration form with a puzzled look, then stared at Bai Mo in surprise:

"Are you sure you want to talk to me? I know about this competition. My cousin participated in it, but unfortunately he only got second place."

"What, you're going to be polite when an opportunity is handed to you like this? Zhao Qingying agreed without even thinking about it." Bai Mo said, heading to get the return gift.

"Well, given our relationship, why didn't you come to me first?"

Zhou Tianyuan took the registration form and tucked it behind him, mimicking Bai Mo's usual teasing manner, and put on a tearful expression, saying:

"I was here first, clearly!"

You know what, Zhou Tianyuan's androgynous, girl-next-door style was actually quite charming.

Even the girl in the back seat was amazed. For a moment, she even began to doubt herself, feeling that she was not as good as a man.

Bai Mo was also speechless, staring calmly at Zhou Tianyuan.

He didn't seem moved by his performance at all, so the two men stared at each other passionately.

It wasn't until he attracted the attention of the girls around him that Zhou Tianyuan couldn't stand it anymore and stopped performing. His expression became serious, and he resumed his usual scholarly demeanor.

Bai Mo then said leisurely, "Tian Yuan, I have many good qualities, such as being studious, hardworking, and having a sense of honor. It's not like I'm deliberately trying to learn these random things."

Zhou Tianyuan twitched his lips, knowing he wasn't good with words and was too thin-skinned, so he pretended not to hear and took out his pen to start filling in the blanks.

"Is the team just you, me, and Zhao Qingying?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo waved the remaining form in his hand, "There's still one form left, I haven't decided who to give it to yet."

"Actually, every year's Shanghai High School Mage Tournament ultimately boils down to a competition between intermediate-level mages. Beginner mages can't cast many spells before running out of mana." Zhou Tianyuan glanced at Bai Mo and asked, "You know intermediate-level magic?"

"How come you seem to know so much about this competition? I've never even heard of it," Bai Mo said, not answering directly, but instead asking, "Also, has a high school student who knows intermediate-level magic ever won the championship before?"

"I heard it from my cousin. Besides, you don't think you're the only genius, do you? Moreover, you're not even a key member of the family's training program."

Zhou Tianyuan rolled his eyes and reminded him:

"Each competition has at least one or two, and sometimes three or four, mages who have mastered intermediate-level magic. Generally, there are about ten mages with intermediate-level cultivation."

However, the more he talked, the more he realized that Bai Mo didn't seem nervous at all; instead, she looked at him with disdain. Then he heard this person say:

"Don't worry, I know all the intermediate-level spells that others can do. It's you who are just here to make up the numbers, you're not even at the third level yet!

Zhou Tianyuan was speechless; he couldn't refute it for the moment, and could only mutter softly:

"I offered my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the gutter."

"Tsk~"

Bai Mo ignored him, even though teammates weren't that important. But what if they turned out to be surprisingly effective?

So we still need to choose carefully. When I gave Zhao Qingying the registration form before, she said she was already at level three. I don't know if she can make a breakthrough in a short time.

But Zhao Qingying is only a wind-type character, and her role is to lead her teammates to evade attacks. He had just looked at the competition rules on the back of the registration form, which stated that magical artifacts could not be used.

Zhou Tianyuan, who was in charge of defense, could also occasionally take on some of the roles himself.

Therefore, Bai Mo decided to find another person to be in charge of the attack.

One person came to mind.

A few months ago, she ranked second in the training assessment, so her talent must be even higher than Zhou Tianyuan's.

After the baptism at the Jing'an Stone Temple and several months of cultivation, she should have reached the third level of cultivation. And coincidentally, her magic type is lightning.

The first element, which meets the requirements perfectly.

In Class 2, Mei Qian held a form and looked at the school's most prominent figure in front of her, quite decisively.

This is an opportunity, and she believes no one will give it up.

"I agreed. How many teammates do you have?"

"Including me, there will be three." Bai Mo nodded. "Teacher Su will contact us for training later."

……

In the study, the Bai family head stared at the three million yuan invoice on his desk, lost in thought, before raising his hand and silently writing a note.

Inside the room, Bai Mo, with his still slightly damp hands, tore open another instruction scroll.

Close your eyes and let your mind enter a different dimension.

An hour later, he opened his eyes, the rich moon-white light in them slowly dimming, and Bai Mo sighed.

I glanced at the nine instruction scrolls that Uncle Shi had sent me today, which were still left on my desk, and decided to draw them again tomorrow.

With a thought, he threw the torn roll into the trash can.

Come to think of it, he only realized these past few days that, for some reason, his mental strength increases a little each time he travels through different dimensions.

This increase was far greater than the increase he could achieve through regular training.

Even if the time is extended, it's only a little bit; if it's reduced, there might be none at all.

And this timeframe is fifty minutes.

Thus, he gained another reason to travel through different dimensions every day.

Ten days later, the Bai family head saw another expense report for three million on his desk. He shook his head and approved it.

Then he picked up his phone, operated it for a while, and put it down.

After a day of classes and some training with teammates, Bai Mo returned home.

I received the ten guide scrolls that I ordered from Uncle Shiyu a few days ago.

"Buzzing"

The phone vibrated, and Bai Mo picked it up to check.

Two messages, the first one from Kyushu Bank.

Four million yuan has been deposited into your bank account xxxxx6065.

Bai Mo raised an eyebrow. This was a reimbursement for the purchase of the Summoning Guide Scroll, but why was there an extra million?

So he clicked on the next text message from the Bai family head.

If your family provides you with ten million in dimensional summoning support and you still can't find a suitable one, then you'll have to rely on yourself.

Bai Mo's face fell. Actually, ten million wasn't a small amount, but how could it have been used up so quickly? It had only been a few days.

Then he started to have a headache: his current savings were only a little over 13 million, which wouldn't last much longer.

Should I stop spending money? This gacha pool doesn't even have a guaranteed Monarch-level character.

However, using the guide scroll has been somewhat effective these past few days. While I couldn't find monarch-level single-attribute creature cubs, I did find commander-level ones.

But making money is still the most important thing.

Bai Mo thought of a place and a profession: the Hunter's Alliance, the hunter.

Speaking of the Hunter Alliance, this organization is extremely fragmented. There are only general alliances in each continent, but no global general alliance has ever been heard of. For major events, they usually send out a representative.

Legend has it that there used to be a central alliance, but it was later destroyed. As a result, the regional alliances on different continents became too lazy to establish a central alliance again, and instead each considered themselves the legitimate successors.

Getting back to the main point, going out to hunt demons could actually cover up his excessively fast cultivation speed; in the early stages, he could even say that his family was supporting him.

However, in the past few months, Bai Mo felt that his spatial nebula had expanded somewhat. The cultivation speed was too fast. He had not bought any spatial cultivation resources, but his cultivation speed was almost the same as when he was in the initial stage of cultivation.

On the other hand, the resources available on the market that can provide cultivation materials for intermediate-level space mages are extremely scarce and incredibly expensive.

We can no longer use the excuse of family support, since that's easy to find out. A quick investigation will uncover the truth.

Although the chances are slim, he doesn't want to provoke those guys in the Inquisition who claim to be fighting for justice but are actually just after their own interests.

The next day, Bai Mo skipped class and went to the lobby of the Shanghai Hunters Alliance.

"Okay, Ms. Su, I've already asked for a week's leave for you, haven't I?"

Inside the hall, Bai Mo stood with one hand in his pocket, his eyes scanning the tasks on the large screen, holding his phone. He spoke slowly to his homeroom teacher, Su Ning, who was on the other end of the line asking why he wasn't coming to school.

"What? Going to be a hunter mage?!"

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll be careful and definitely won't take on any dangerous missions. Goodbye, teacher."

Bai Mo hung up the phone and continued looking at the task.

At the very top of that panel, it clearly stated "Rank A," the second most difficult task category, with rows and rows below it displaying all the tasks.

The reward for obtaining three gallbladders from the Crimson Spirit Serpent King is 300 million.

The Crimson Spirit Serpent is a social demon with fire poison and a vengeful nature. Each nest of Crimson Spirit Serpents has a Crimson Spirit Serpent King of the Warrior level.

The gallbladder of the Crimson Serpent King has many uses, mostly related to the production of fire-type magic potions.

The reward for this mission is substantial, but obtaining the gallbladder of a Crimson Serpent King means wiping out an entire horde of Crimson Serpent demons.

This was something that an ordinary mid-level mage like him could not possibly accomplish, so Bai Mo continued reading.

Escort the Zhao family's convoy to Jiangzhou; a reward of one million will be given.

There are roads in the wild, but these roads are not marked with boundaries. Although they are built far away from large demon clans, demons may still pass through or linger there.

Therefore, many of these roads are deserted, but some powerful entities use them for transportation.

Therefore, such escort missions came into being, but these missions are too unpredictable and take a long time.

Bai Mo immediately dismissed it and continued reading.

His eyes lit up immediately.

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