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

Consuming it little by little, who knows what might happen.

Bai Mo recalled a conversation he once had with Ding Yumin.

Once you're caught in mind magic, you must get rid of it as soon as possible; otherwise, unless you're a mind mage, you'll only get deeper and deeper into it!

A resolute look emerged in his heart, and his will began to concentrate intensely. At the same time, he communicated with the power of the sound system to fight against the demonic sound.

When his spiritual will reached a point where it could not be solidified any further, he even drew upon a wisp of divine light's aura of intimidation, attaching it to his appearance!

Everything was ready, and the third wave of soul-refining incantations immediately began!

This time, Bai Mo did not offer any resistance. He focused all his energy and, following the connection of the attack, immediately charged outwards!

With unstoppable momentum, regardless of the increasingly wavering will in their hearts, they charged forward relentlessly.

At the sixth level of spiritual realm, the village chief's magical power, which was one level lower in spiritual strength, was like vines, being cut one by one by his sharp blade!

The vines were thick and heavy, constantly obstructing him, trying to imprison him and assimilate him.

Regardless of anything else, Bai Mo was enveloped in a spell that weakened his body with sonic power, and a layer of false, intimidating aura of superiority. His mental focus had only one target—

Charge out!

He didn't know how long the unstoppable process lasted; it felt like a moment, yet also like a thousand years. In a daze, he even forgot his own name. All he could hear was the mocking, incessant chatter, and his mind was filled with only one thought: to move forward.

As he shattered another layer of power that was hindering his progress, a feeling of vastness and openness suddenly rose in his heart, and the murky and obscured feelings became clear!

Bai Mo opened his eyes, his gaze instantly clearing from its initial hazy state. Following the connection in his heart, he sneered, using his mind to control this connection, and looked at the village chief opposite him, whose face was blank!

"You old bastard, you're pretty cunning. First, slap yourself three hundred times and kowtow three hundred times, then I'll deal with you later!"

The moment his order was given, the village chief's eyes, which had been burning with rage, instantly turned into hopeful pleading!

But his hand involuntarily began to slap his own thick, old face.

Take pictures! Take pictures! Take pictures!

With each palm strike, he suffered a backlash from the magic. He could retain his consciousness, but he couldn't control himself. This feeling was worse than losing his will altogether.

Bai Mo ignored the village chief and looked up at the sky.

Pan Feng, who had transformed into a poisonous insect-man, was chasing Mu Nujiao, whose wind wings had unfurled behind him.

Thick, silver vines kept emerging from the void behind Mu Nujiao, constantly intercepting Pan Feng's pursuit, but they were all devoured by the poisonous insects swirling around Pan Feng.

A faint, dark wind could be seen swaying in the void, flowing from the Soul Refining Pot, subtly protecting Mu Nujiao.

The sound strings, reaching out, spotted Lingling and Zhao Qingying outside the village, covered with a blanket and hiding outside the house. Jiaoyue was guarding them, and villagers lay dead all around them.

Bai Mo breathed a slight sigh of relief, his eyes flashing with silver light. A compressed space suddenly descended upon Pan Feng, pressing him down from the sky to the ground.

He traversed space in one step and arrived near Pan Feng. Seeing him struggling to his feet, Bai Mo said indifferently:

"Looks like the lesson I gave you before wasn't enough?"

"You can't kill me! I've already brought you here!" Pan Feng's heart skipped a beat as he recalled the pain of being skinned alive.

Bai Mo remained silent. The rhythm of the compressed space unfolded in a pattern familiar to Pan Feng, peeling away Pan Feng's insect skin layer by layer.

"Are you alright?"

Mu Nujiao landed beside Bai Mo, glanced at his somewhat pale face, and asked softly.

"It's quite mentally taxing."

Shaking his head, Bai Mo took out a potion to replenish his energy and drank it while speeding up the skinning process.

Through the bright moonlight, Lingling and the other two knew that this part was over and that Bai Mo had woken up, so they immediately went over and, after glancing at the village chief who was repeatedly banging his head on the ground, couldn't help but ask:

"What happened to that old man?"

"It's a backlash from the magic; his soul is now under my control," Bai Mo explained, glancing at Zhao Qingying.

"Pan Feng is useless now. He's yours. You can kill him. Don't worry, he can't resist!"

"Aaaaaah—! No—, you can't do this—, my... my uncle is Pan Chongyang—ah—!"

Pan Feng's eyes widened in fury, while Zhao Qingying came up to him, pulled out a rock blade, and smashed his little bird to pieces.

Without pausing, the rock blade was pulled out and then plunged into Pan Feng's waist, like a kidney skewer.

Zhao Qingying then sheathed her rock blade and said to Bai Mo:

"I won't kill him; I'll leave him as evidence for you."

"I'm not going to use him to gain merit, and besides, my trial makes me a different person, so I don't need these things."

Bai Mo guessed what she was thinking and said so.

"No, let him stay so he can find out who's behind him."

"Alright, let's interrogate that village chief first."

Bai Mo nodded and led the three of them to the village chief who was still kowtowing.

"Stop now. I'll ask you questions, and you answer."

"yes!"

The village chief knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with endless pain and struggle, yet he responded respectfully. His mind was under control, and he could not disobey in the slightest.

Seeing this, Bai Mo's eyes grew even colder. This old man's Soul Refining Eyes were so domineering; it was fortunate that he hadn't actually fallen into them.

"Why did you exchange the Star Fruit Stone for a woman?"

"In order to produce more Star Fruit Stones, those Star Fruit Stones are cultivated using the fetuses of pregnant women as containers. After many years of experimentation, I have discovered that only the fetuses of mages are more effective."

"On the other hand, allowing these women to have illicit relations with the villagers can also increase the population and production. It's also easier for me to control them with my mental power, with beautiful and noble mages enjoying their pleasures."

Without the slightest hesitation, the village chief answered Bai Mo's questions in detail, recounting everything that Bai Mo wanted to know, from beginning to end!

Only then did Bai Mo and the other two realize that the Star Fruit Stone was actually made from fetal tissue.

According to the village chief, there is a karst cave beneath the central pool in their village, and a real Star Fruit Stone is produced in the cave every ten years.

In other words, the Star Fruit Stone can help people break through without any procedures!

This fruit stone can be used by mages at the beginner level and above to break through bottlenecks and improve cultivation. It is still effective for those at higher levels.

He felt this was too slow. After research, he discovered that there was a special energy in the cave that would always gather at the place where the fruit stone was born!

So the village chief decided to extract this energy and create a censored version.

He used wild fruits from nature, and even the crystallized heart of a demon.

Finally, they discovered that the fetuses of pregnant beasts seemed to be able to absorb the nutrients, so they gradually extended the experiment to the fetuses of female mages!

"What a scoundrel! No wonder I didn't find many women in the village at first; they were probably all harmed by him!" Lingling said angrily.

Bai Mo nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Besides exchanging for women, what else did you use the Star Fruit Stone for? Why did you do that?"

"I imbued each Star Fruit Stone with the power of the Soul Refining Eye. As long as someone uses one of my stones, I can temporarily control them or subtly influence them. All of this is to help my younger brother, who is the president of the Luodu Magic Association."

With a bang, a bomb fell, and Bai Mo and the others were all stunned by the old man's words.

I initially thought he was just a greedy old man, but I never expected that such a thing would be involved behind the scenes.

"White Ink..."

Lingling couldn't help but tug at Bai Mo's sleeve, wanting him to stop investigating and that this was enough.

Who knows how many Star Fruit Stones this old man secretly gave to people so that his younger brother could rise to prominence?

"No rush. This involves both the Magic Association and the Purple Thorn Army. I'm curious, besides Pan Feng, is there anyone else you're trading Star Fruit Stones with?"

Bai Mo patted Lingling's hand and continued to ask.

"That's all. The Star Fruit Stone thing was something Pan Chongyang and I fabricated. The real Star Fruit Stone was never given to anyone else."

Bai Mo asked a few more questions, and the village chief once again went through the transaction in great detail.

Unsurprisingly, this old man wasn't so audacious as to use fake Star Fruit Stones in conjunction with his magic to plot and control all the organizations around the Taihang Mountains.

He only orchestrated the Star Fruit Stone discovery more than a decade ago after researching the forbidden technique under the guise of the Star Fruit Stone.

Then, with the help of the Haoran Hunters and some coincidences, they scattered the Star Fruit Stones everywhere.

The village chief wanted to use this to control certain people and help his younger brother with small favors during his meteoric rise in rank.

Pan Chongyang, on the other hand, used this to amass wealth and pave his own path. As for what kind of path he paved, those who know, know.

As for how many people were killed in this, and how many people's path to advancement was cut off because of using this evil method, that was not something they needed to consider.

This led to a confrontation with Pan Feng, who recorded all the testimonies. He also had the two of them produce some physical evidence. Lingling let out a deep breath.

"Luckily, this guy isn't from the Black Vatican. Luckily, the first people to come into contact with him weren't from the Black Vatican, otherwise Yongzhou, Bingzhou, and Jizhou would have been purged."

"That's right. Now, as long as we kill this old man, those who were affected by his evil magic should be able to break free of his control. Once they're free, they'll probably go after Pan Chongyang to settle accounts!"

Bai Mo nodded. "We have the evidence. Once we leave the Taihang Mountains, we can hand it over to a trustworthy person. Whether it's Pan Chongyang or the president of the Luodu Magic Association, they can be brought to justice."

"But before that, let's ask about something else."

He took the village chief elsewhere and asked him about his connection to the totem Di Tu Mo.

Deep in the mountains and forests, in unique karst caves, untouched by demons—what a familiar setting!

Even without the Di order, if they knew these things, they would still search this place thoroughly before leaving.

The village chief spoke frankly, and Bai Mo quickly realized that the existence of this village must be inextricably linked to the guardians of the Di Tu Mo.

That underground cave must be where they entered the totem secret land!

According to the village chief, there has always been a rumor in their village—

One day, divine servants bearing tokens will descend to open the secret realm for them, bringing with them immeasurable wealth.

So, he wasn't riding on auspicious seven-colored clouds, no, he was a divine servant holding a token, who came to open the secret realm.

As for wealth and glory, this village chief is clearly a materialist who doesn't believe in God; he creates wealth with his own hands.

Of course, it would be best to send him to the Western Paradise as soon as possible.

The village chief's wooden staff was the key to opening the underground cavern. After Bai Mo got his hands on it, he casually waved his hand, and two narrow spatial rifts suddenly opened on Pan Feng and the village chief.

A terrifying, tearing, and obliterating force surged forth, instantly pulverizing the two. They didn't even have time to scream, and their souls were left behind in this world.

After making the arrangements, he led the three of them into the underground cave.

The pool is protected by a barrier, and even after the fierce battle between Bai Mo and the village chief, the entire mansion remains intact, and the stones on the shore are all in good condition.

With a thought, they parted the water to reveal the jagged bottom of the pool. The four of them arrived at the bottom of the pool, and Bai Mo took out the wooden staff.

This wooden staff is neither wood nor stone; it is only three feet long but weighs a hundred pounds.

Holding it in my hand, a connection to the hidden restrictions of this pool of water arises spontaneously.

Earth-based magical energy naturally gathered in Bai Mo's spiritual world and poured into it. With a gentle touch at the bottom of the pool, a layer of dark yellow ripples spread out.

In front of them, a stepped tunnel leading downwards opened up at the bottom of the pool, which had been empty before.

The group entered the tunnel, went up more than a hundred steps, and came to a 28-square-meter cave. Although it was called a cave, it was more like an underground secret room.

The place is unusually dry, with luminous pearls adorning the surroundings for illumination. The interior is grayish-brown and completely empty.

Only in the very center is there a stalagmite, pointing straight upwards like a long sword breaking through the earth, but without a tip.

Bai Mo didn't say much, just told someone to be careful, then went to the stalagmite, took out the Di token, and placed it on the top of the stalagmite where the sword tip was gone.

Perfectly fitted!

After finishing this, he held his breath and waited quietly with his eyes unblinking. Lingling and the others behind him also waited quietly with expectant eyes.

However, nothing happened.

Bai Mo blinked. "Does it require magical energy?"

He made the simplest deduction, raised his hand and placed it on the token, allowing magical energy to flow in.

Then a brown light shone from the token, and then the light gradually covered and enveloped the entire stalagmite.

At that moment, a strange phenomenon occurred. The stalagmite expanded at an incredible speed, completely engulfing Bai Mo and growing to the point where it reached the ceiling.

Having occupied more than half of the underground stone chamber, Mu Nujiao and the others quickly retreated, shouting in alarm, "Bai Mo!"

"I'm fine, you all stay where you are and don't move."

Bai Mo used his sonic abilities to transmit his voice outside, curiously examining the stalagmite house that had suddenly housed him.

After wandering around for a while, he still couldn't figure out what kind of earth magic was used to make this stalagmite grow so big all of a sudden.

Finally, my gaze fell on the center of the entire stalagmite room.

There, a pile of platinum-gold bones lay quietly, occupying an area of ​​ten square meters.

Is this the Di Tu Mo?

He thought to himself, "I haven't studied demon and criminal investigation, so I can't identify what this thing is or what year it is just by looking at its bones."

However, through the fluctuating totem energy above, he could tell that it was definitely a totem.

The fact that this totem can be connected with the Di Ling means it must be the Di Tu Mo (a mythical creature).

Bai Mo glanced at the ceiling; it was a mirror, which also served as the light source for the space.

The mirror was dim, with only a faint light, as if it had been neglected for a long time and was on the verge of decay.

"So he really is dead?"

Bai Mo sighed softly, stepped forward, and called out to Jingwei, but Jingwei did not come out; the place was too small for her.

He simply steered the Soul Refining Pot to float leisurely above the entire pile of corpses, and then a thought was transmitted to Bai Mo's heart.

"Totem artifacts are usually a backup plan for totem reincarnation. Try taking down the magic mirror from above and infusing it with magical energy."

Bai Mo did as instructed, taking down the precious mirror above. The mirror was disc-shaped and the color of glass. He looked at it from the back of his hand.

The finial was inlaid on the back of the mirror, like a hand rest.

As magical energy was injected, the previously blurry and dusty mirror became bright and clear. However, it did not reflect the scenery above, but instead presented a star map of the Twenty-Eight Mansions.

Most of the star chart dimmed, and of the four constellations, only the west was the brightest.

This star map expands to the eastern seven constellations, fully enlarging to the size of the Di constellation.

Then Di Su suddenly shone brightly, and a pure brown light broke through the mirror and fell on the skeleton in the center of the room.

The skeleton remained motionless, only the lifeless totem energy within it flickered slightly before quickly subsiding.

It's like dropping a stone into a stagnant pool; even if it stirs the water for a short time, it will subside in an instant.

"Jingwei!"

A cry rang out, tinged with sadness, but Jingwei quickly composed herself and sent a telepathic message to Bai Mo.

"It has passed away. That was its totem, perhaps used to find other totems. Keep it safe; I'm about to begin transforming its power."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo sat cross-legged, put away the totem device, and waited attentively.

But at that moment, Jingwei's voice rang out again.

"Summon your tiger cub and have it absorb this totem's source power. It possesses some of the totem's characteristics, and the original owner of this source power also controlled the power of earth and heart, making it a good match for it."

Bai Mo: ? ? ?

What the heck? When did Big Orange develop totem-like traits? How come he didn't know?

"It's your summoning talent. Originally, it only had some totem traits, which can also be seen in some totem-descended demons. But since your summoning talent broke through to the super-tier, its totem traits have increased. In addition, all your summoned beasts have them."

Bai Mo was still full of questions when he heard this, and suddenly remembered the crystalline light he saw on Feng Ling and Da Ju when he broke through to the high-level summoning system.

He felt it looked familiar at the time, and now that he thinks about it, it is so similar to the pure totem light on the hollow willow!

He didn't summon them at the time of his breakthrough to a higher level, so he didn't see them.

But here's the question: how can he make his summoned beasts develop totem traits?

Perhaps the doubt on his face was so intense that it was almost readable, Jingwei continued telepathically:

"Why do you think you're chosen by two totems at the same time, and why did you just use this Di Tu Mo totem artifact as you pleased?"

Isn't it because of my powerful personal charm?

Bai Mo muttered to himself, but asked truthfully, "Why?"

"Because of your talent, although I lose all my memories of the previous life with each reincarnation, my subconscious tells me that it's all because of your talent, which you call 'Return to Origin,' which is very special."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo was immediately stunned. His Origin Returning Talent?!

"Why does my talent grant my summoned beasts totem-like characteristics?"

"I don't know, I've said I can't remember. Why are you dawdling like this? Hurry up and bring out the tiger cubs, or I'll use them all."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Bai Mo readily agreed, suppressing his doubts and deciding to explore them on his own later.

He didn't release the orange cat first; the space was too small, and he needed to perform surgery on it.

A silver light flashed in his hand, and spatial images, like runes, were imprinted in the void. The Transcendent Void Jade Immortal Bone (hereinafter referred to as the Void Bone) lit up, amplifying the power of these spatial expansion runes.

In the blink of an eye, this tiny space became infinitely large!

Bai Mo then summoned the Divine Dust Tiger. Without any instructions, the tiger landed and immediately began to purr contentedly.

A pure, shimmering light emanated from its colorful tiger stripes, subtly echoing the skeleton of the Di Tu Mo.

Seeing this scene, Bai Mo inexplicably felt that his orange cat, which was originally silly, had gained a strangely holy quality.

He refrained from complaining because Jingwei and Daju had already begun absorbing the nutrients.

The absorption process was not slow. Although a noticeable increase in the aura of both could be sensed, it still took a day and a night to completely absorb the totem source power of the Di Tu Mo.

Bai Mo also snapped out of his meditation. He blinked and looked at the Soul Refining Pot that had flown back.

"Are there any left for me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of power instantly flowed from the Soul Refining Pot.

Bai Mo estimated it and found it wasn't much. Considering the village chief's waste over the years, as well as the improvements Jingwei and Daju made, he didn't think much of it.

He split this power in two, using the smaller portion to propel his sound cultivation to the high-level perfection stage.

Once he gets out and takes care of things, he can go to Austria, find the Habsburg family, and use the Vienna Music Hall to break through to the Super Rank.

Most of it was used for summoning, and the summoning system had not yet developed transcendent power, which he felt was because his cultivation was a little lacking.

That's why no transcendent power was born. But with the help of this source power, his second transcendent power should be able to be born.

Concentrating intently, Bai Mo focused on refining the energy, while the giant orange cat returned to the contract space, leaving it with a message it hadn't had time to read yet.

As the refining process progressed, the Summoning Star Sea slowly rose. With the arrival of a critical point, a mysterious and profound feeling arose in his heart.

A ray of moonlight emerged from the Summoning Star Sea, drawing a vertical line between his brows. The moonlight line opened, like the eye of a god from another dimension, scanning the area before immediately closing and disappearing into his spiritual sea.

Bai Mo sensed the state of his summoning-type transcendental power, his expression subtle.

He felt that this was a kind of transcendent power, similar to the concept of his sister-in-law Gu Changying's words becoming law.

He named this ability Void Rope, which has two aspects, corresponding to magic and the dimensional world respectively.

In the dimensional world, this is a supplementary ability.

When Bai Mo uses ancient demonic magic and other summoning spells to call upon allies from other planes to fight, this ability helps him retrieve the summoned beasts he wants.

For example, if he wants a fire-attribute helper, he can search for that type of helper based on the strength he desires.

Instead of relying on luck like playing a claw machine!

Of course, whether the person he found is willing to accept the offer is beyond his control.

This clue is a clear lead for the accomplice!

The same applies to the magical world: it opens the magic gate from the summoning world, extends the rope from the summoning world, and pulls the enemy to the summoning plane.

It consumes a lot of magical energy and mental strength. He figured he could kill them, so he didn't need to trick them.

What you can kill doesn't necessarily mean you can escape unscathed; of course, that only applies to demons. Humans are a different story. (End of Chapter)