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

This wave of chaotic light lasted for quite a while. Later on, even though Ding Yumin had restrained Mu Nujiao and the other person on the ground, the two would still unconsciously twist and turn, and even use magic to try to escape.

Only Bai Mo's high spiritual level and strong resistance allowed him to withstand it with her help.

The golden light that had permeated the entire forest finally subsided by noon the following day.

Mu Nujiao and the other woman clearly recalled their behavior when they lost their minds, and they were both somewhat afraid to look at Bai Mo.

However, the commotion outside quickly brought them out of this state.

"Let's keep going. It's not appropriate to hide here." Bai Mo immediately offered a way out.

The group immediately set off and continued their journey.

The deeper they went into the forest, the denser the light element became, and the more commander-level butterfly fairies they encountered.

As they ventured deeper into the forest, they even discovered some fragments of light elemental seeds.

They would believe it if told that there were light elemental species here.

After traveling a long distance and several days and nights, the group finally arrived at the heart of the forest.

The towering Illusionary Light Trees grow like skyscrapers on the boundless land, each one almost the size of a standard office building. There is a great distance between the trees, mostly a hundred meters apart, and their canopies intersect and cover each other, with only sparse glimmers of light leaking in from the sky.

But the forest was not dark; the air was filled with brighter, pale golden patterns, which were formed entirely from pure light elements.

Perhaps within one of the larger flowing patterns, a fragment of a spirit seed is being nurtured.

Even the wild grass on the ground was extremely tall and slender, enough to completely conceal a person's figure.

A single drop of dew that has condensed on a tall, broad blade of grass falls down, just like a sudden, raging wave.

Walking here, they felt as if they were in another, alternative steel metropolis. Those huge, exaggerated, illusory trees were the city's high-rise buildings, while the surrounding grass and shrubs were the lower, flat buildings nearby.

They walked among the flat buildings, and the Phantom Butterflies living in the high-rise buildings could not see them at all.

It was as if they were in a wild, ancient jungle from billions of years ago, a vast and rugged world where they were incredibly small.

However, the fact that the Mirage Swallowtails cannot see them does not mean they are safe. This area, with its denser light element, is home to many more Common Constant Light Swallowtails.

An inconspicuous bush or an unremarkable haystack could harbor a dozen or so Common Swallowtails.

Like Bai Mo and the others, they are all small creatures within this vast forest world at the center of Weishan Lake.

The four of them hid within Bai Mo's spatial movement and arrived at the shore of Weishan Lake at top speed.

At first glance, it is a lake of turquoise color, like a precious jade, and in the center of the lake, a lake island appears before your eyes.

But everyone held their breath, because right in the center of the island in the lake, on a giant tree of equal height, a demon occupying half of the tree's canopy lay quietly on it.

It possesses a pair of flowing butterfly wings, which, when joined together, resemble a giant canopy growing from the treetop. The pale golden wings are as if crafted from refined gold forged in real fire. Resilient, magnificent, the most precious, and graceful.

Its six tentacles landed on the treetops as if skimming the water, motionless, seemingly fast asleep. But an invisible pressure enveloped the entire lake, and not a single butterfly demon dared to approach.

"It's the leader of this demon tribe, a Golden Dragon Butterfly of the Great Monarch level!"

The Golden Dragon Butterfly is the ruler of this entire Misty Forest. "Golden" describes its appearance, while "Dragon Butterfly" represents its power and bloodline.

Any creature associated with dragons is generally not ordinary in strength; their most prominent trait is their immense power.

Bai Mo and his three companions stopped in their tracks within the hidden space, daring not to take any further action.

The information clearly states that this Golden Dragon Butterfly has a very strong sense of perception. Previously, twenty-one high-level mages from the three cities of Jinling, Luzhou, and Fuyang jointly organized a hunting plan specifically to lure the Golden Dragon Butterfly out of its hole.

But before they could even enter the trap, the Golden Dragon Butterfly suddenly ran away.

It was later speculated that their setup had been discovered.

Weishan Lake covers an area of ​​more than ten kilometers, which is just a little beyond the perception limit of the Golden Dragon Butterfly, so the group did not continue forward.

After all, no one knows whether they will be discovered.

"Yu Mian, quickly test it!"

Bai Mo handed the Star Token to Ding Yumin. They were already close to Weishan Lake. At this distance, the Star Token should be able to sense their approach.

Ding Yumin immediately infused her with fire-type magic energy, and a strange sensation immediately arose in her mind. She nodded slightly to the group.

"Right here, in the middle of the lake, how do we get into the water?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the golden dragon butterfly on the island in the center of the lake suddenly flapped its wings. Instantly, a fierce gust of wind arose, whipping up the emerald green lake water and creating a wave several meters high that crashed directly onto the shore.

Fortunately, the lake was large enough that the waves became small ripples by the time they reached the shore, and the impact on the bank had no significant impact.

Everyone held their breath and remained calm for a while before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"We need to lure this great monarch-level demon away first," Bai Mo said.

They must not be detected, otherwise they will be surrounded here and then fight the Butterfly Demon tribe for dozens of days to break through.

You should know that this forest is thousands of kilometers long, and the entire forest belongs to the Butterfly Fairy.

Escape from being surrounded is difficult enough, but to kill the monarch would be quite challenging, to be honest.

The Golden Dragon Butterfly was in perfect condition, and its flight speed was comparable to instantaneous movement, so it could definitely dodge some magical attacks.

Moreover, the demons' method of dealing with humans has always been to have their minions harass and reduce their numbers while the monarch sits in command and puts them to a standstill.

Without eliminating their numerous subordinates, it would take several days and risk injuries for the four of them to directly kill the Great Monarch.

It's not that they can't kill him, it's that Bai Mo doesn't have time to waste here.

"How do I distract them? I'll go. Can you lend me Jingwei for a moment?"

Ding Yumin thought for a moment, and then spoke.

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo shook his head, first leading them outside to avoid being discovered by the Golden Dragon Butterfly, before continuing:

"Jingwei can do it, but you don't need to. You should follow me. I will use the beast tide to help Jingwei, and let Jingwei lead the beast tide."

Bai Mo's plan was simple: have Jingwei lead a group of 'demons' to pretend to seize territory, while divine soldiers would appear nearby. Even though a supreme monarch didn't have many servants, if the Golden Dragon Butterfly didn't take the initiative to fight, the territory was gone for good.

After thinking for a moment, he divided most of the commander-level essences he had recently acquired into star souls, increasing the number of commander-level summoned beasts to twenty-four, reaching the number of Heavenly Generals, thirty-six.

Now only four commander-level spirit essences remain, barely enough to maintain the effect of the soul-cultivating artifact that can enhance super-level cultivation.

"Will this work?" Mu Nujiao frowned upon hearing Bai Mo's words.

"Let's give it a try, as long as we don't expose ourselves. I'll exit the spatial walk first, you guys hide here."

Bai Mo led the three to a bush devoid of butterfly demons, and then revealed himself. Ding Yumin immediately began setting up a mental concealment technique.

A silver-gray cloak appeared on Bai Mo, covering his figure and greatly reducing his spatial magic fluctuations.

As the diamond-like luster flowed by, he instantly vanished from his spot and reappeared in the sky.

Looking down at the vast sea of ​​trees, Bai Mo flashed a few more times and appeared in the northern part of the forest at a higher altitude.

Immediately afterwards, he began to summon a horde of beasts. The portals of moonlight kept opening around him. This time, Bai Mo did not intend to use the three major summoning races with whom he had signed long-term cooperation contracts. Instead, he scanned the summoning plane with his consciousness, searching for new summoned beasts.

He needs a proper air force, the kind with wings, otherwise it doesn't fit the style of Jingwei. What if he confuses the Golden Dragon Butterfly and it doesn't fall for his trick?

In addition, the summoned beasts are just there to serve as cannon fodder this time, so it's not appropriate to use the beast horde army whose loyalty has already been cultivated.

It didn't need to be too strong; he simply drew a group of Storm Eagles, and one after another, ferocious blue-green eagles swirling with whirlwinds immediately flew out.

"Lìlìlì!!!"

A series of sharp eagle cries rang out, like lightning ripped through the sky. Immediately afterwards, the Soul Refining Pot turned upside down, and Jingwei flew out from within. Thirty-six Storm Demon Eagles, led by their commanders, surrounded her and led more than two thousand Storm Eagles, a mighty and unstoppable aerial pirate crew, pressing towards the center of the Misty Forest.

"Plop plop plop!!!"

As Jingwei led the eagle demon horde closer, the many butterfly fairies of the Misty Forest reacted immediately. Countless butterflies, like fighter jets, soared up from every corner of the forest, forming orderly formations that firmly blocked the eagle demon horde's path.

"Jingwei!"

Jingwei let out a cry. Thousands of demonic eagles behind her immediately flapped their wings, and a powerful gale, accompanied by Jingwei's overwhelming monarchical aura, slammed down on the numerous butterfly demons, instantly causing the annihilation of a large number of them.

"Ouch!!!"

A roar that was no less powerful than a dragon's cry rang out, and a huge, agile, and magnificent golden dragon butterfly appeared in the sky, issuing a command to all the butterfly demons to gather and attack, declaring a full-scale war against the supreme monarch who had suddenly invaded its homeland!

Taking advantage of the tense standoff between the two sides, Bai Mo teleported several times, appearing without leaving a trace at the hiding place of Ding Yumin and the other two.

"Quick! Let's go, Jingwei won't be able to hold out much longer!"

He didn't expect Jingwei to be able to fight against tens of thousands of regular troops with two thousand ragtag troops, even if Jingwei were the supreme ruler.

If she could climb half a level higher, that would be more likely, like if those undead crows were stronger or more numerous.

The silver snake swam and instantly carried them away from their original spot, appearing several times on the island in the middle of the lake.

The island is about five or six kilometers in size, surrounded by hillsides and shrubs, with only a giant tree as thick as a skyscraper growing in its very center.

Click!

A cracking sound rang out, as if something had broken. Mu Nujiao looked down and saw that a wooden tool had been broken in two by her foot; it looked like an axe.

In an instant, information about the demon flashed through her mind like lightning.

The unique, unsettling light tides of the misty forest are most likely to disturb the mind and arouse a desire for procreation.

The demon who appeared in the besieging butterfly demon army did not look old.

A series of thoughts raced through her mind, and immediately she spoke up to remind her:

"Be careful, there might still be demons here. Those scoundrels serve their rulers exclusively!"

"We're here!" Ding Yumin said.

"I never imagined that humans could get this far. Perfect, I'll capture you and make you the king's victorious feast."

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people emerged from the surrounding bushes and surrounded the four of them.

They were all taller than normal people, and all of them were unkempt, with disheveled hair and dirty faces; some were even naked.

Some still looked like humans, while others were half-human, with translucent wings spread behind them and sharp fangs between their mouths.

"There are a few pretty ones too, hehe, perfect, we can have some fun and then present them to the king," a muscular savage said in somewhat inaccurate pronunciation.

As he spoke, he made his move. In a single step, he rushed in front of Bai Mo, his arm suddenly swelled several times its original size, and his fist, which shattered the air, roared toward Bai Mo's heart!

"Leave two behind for interrogation."

Bai Mo spoke softly, standing motionless in place. The muscular savage's flying fist made a strange turn and struck his own chin heavily, producing a crisp cracking sound.

His teeth broke off, and blood mixed with saliva splattered everywhere. The fist seemed to have an exceptionally strong force, and its residual power continued to crush his own jaw and even penetrated his skull.

Until his death, the muscular savage never knew how he had punched himself to death.

Bai Mo's gaze swept across the scene, and the demonic figures rushing towards him turned into illusions, disappearing in the midst of their charge.

Demons who attach themselves to monsters will gain some of the monsters' power. However, no matter how strong they become, they will only reach the level of a sub-commander. Only those who are pure, ancient supernatural beings, rather than demons, can reach a higher level of power.

Otherwise, the world would be even more chaotic. The world has never lacked madmen who only pursue power.

These people wanted to win by using their physical advantages, but they didn't understand that the few seconds it took for Bai Mo and the others to rush over were enough to kill them.

"I'll take Yu Mian to the bottom of the lake to take a look. Jiang Shaoxu, you interrogate the two of them. Jiao Jiao, you check the situation on the island. I'll leave Jiao Yue here."

Bai Mo made the arrangements, and with a flash, he led Ding Yumin into the lake.

There are some light-elemental fish demons in the lake, the highest level of which is only warrior general. They seem to be food for the butterfly demons.

The two bypassed them and, with Bai Mo's instantaneous movement, continued downwards, covering a distance of several hundred meters to reach the bottom.

The lakebed was made of fine, slippery silt. Even when the crystal was illuminated, no skeletons or similar objects were found.

Ding Yumin tested it with the token, then shook her head. "No further connection was established."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo activated his sound string detection, searching the entire bottom of the lake, but found no remains.

He recalled the situation he encountered when searching for the Horned Dragon, and his sound system penetrated deeper into the ground, but he still found nothing.

Suddenly, Ding Yumin tugged at his sleeve and pointed to the underwater part of the island in the middle of the lake not far from them.

Bai Mo nodded. This area had indeed been overlooked, so he channeled all the sonic power he had gathered ten meters below the lake into the geological structure of the island in the center of the lake.

Suddenly, a faint barrier appeared, and then, breaking through the barrier, a layer of underground water appeared in his perception.

It appears to be a pool of water that rises from underground to the island in the middle of the lake, but does not flow into the lake itself.

Bai Mo immediately understood; it seemed the entrance was still on the island that was out in the open.

With a flash of silver light, Ding Yumin and the two of them immediately appeared on the island in the middle of the lake.

Looking around, Jiang Shaoxu and Mu Nujiao were no longer there. The two demons who had been left behind for interrogation were lying on the ground, killed.

The giant illusory tree that was originally in the center of the island had disappeared, which puzzled him. He immediately rushed over to the place where the giant illusory tree was originally located, after he discovered that the two of them were in the center of the island.

"What are you doing here?"

Bai Mo had just stepped out of the space and hadn't even finished speaking when he saw Jiang Shaoxu and Mu Nujiao leaning over and staring at a deep, clear pool of water.

"Huh! This pool of water is under the tree?!"

He was quite surprised. Although he didn't quite understand, he roughly guessed that the two must have asked each other something that caused the tree to disappear, revealing the pool of water.

"You found it at the bottom of the lake too? I was just about to have Jiaoyue inform you."

Mu Nujiao nodded slightly and continued to explain.

"Just now, Shaoxu learned through soul searching that this tree is not simple. There is a secret under the tree, and they came here to become demons because they want to obtain this secret."

"Jiaojiao and I feel that this secret is very likely related to Xingrima. It's strange that a magical plant like the Illusion Tree can grow to such a large size."

Jiang Shaoxu continued,

"We didn't discover any strange secrets here, but we found that the giant Illusion Tree already had some of the characteristics of a rare treasure, so we collected it as plant seeds."

"After we collected the Illusionary Light Tree as a seed, we discovered this pool of water beneath it. Based on our deduction, this should have been created by the Star Sun Horse. I can vaguely sense the light energy within it."

After the two finished explaining the whole story, Bai Mo and the other person understood. At this moment, Jingwei was already fighting with the Golden Dragon Butterfly, and all of her surrounding henchmen were about to be wiped out.

With the chaos in the northern frontier and rising sea levels looming, Bai Mo certainly doesn't want Jingwei to get hurt.

"There are no remains of the Star-Sun Horse at the bottom of the lake, let's go down and check!"

"I think this place is quite suitable for research. The pool water shows obvious signs of human construction, unlike what those demons did," Jiang Shaoxu said.

"No time, let's go down."

Bai Mo's words were concise and to the point; he had naturally noticed this. Considering the situation of the ancestor of the Nan family, it's possible that a totem village once existed here.

After all, tokens are a product of human society.

As the group entered the water, the gentle and abundant light elements illuminated the current. As they dived deeper, they discovered that they could see clearly and their surroundings even without light.

The deeper you dive, the larger the surrounding space becomes.

After sinking more than a thousand meters, a decaying and withered giant horse carcass finally appeared before everyone's eyes under the dim light.

A faint, wispy power emanated from it; this was the light-based power possessed by Xingrima, which was outside of the source force.

Deeper within its bloodline and bones, a warm, moist aura emanates, turning the surrounding water into a hot spring.

Bai Mo glanced at Ding Yumin, who then took out a Star Token and projected starlight.

Unsurprisingly, this is also a totem that has completely disappeared.

The four exchanged glances, and Jiang Shaoxu and Mu Nujiao silently searched the surrounding stone walls, which appeared to have been artificially restored, for clues about the story of this totem.

Ding Yumin then began searching for the totem, hoping it was still intact.

Bai Mo then took out the unknown totem egg and placed it on the head of Xingri Horse.

Instantly, a faint light appeared on the entire underground surface, and golden-red energy could be seen flowing into the egg.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bai Mo's ears twitched, and he seemed to hear two faint heartbeats coming from inside the eggshell. He was moved and decided to continue listening.

But that heartbeat vanished like a hallucination.

How could a sonic mage like him experience hallucinations? Bai Mo knew that his feeling just now was not wrong.

The totem power of Xingrima seemed to have no barrier with this totem egg that exuded endless nobility and heat, and was easily absorbed.

The water temperature, which was initially quite hot, dropped significantly at a noticeable rate.

Upon closer inspection, Bai Mo discovered that more delicate patterns were gradually illuminated on the eggshell.

As all the patterns lit up, the totem egg, glowing with pure red, calmed down again and stopped absorbing energy.

At that moment, a bead suddenly flew out from under the egg's bottom, or more precisely, from the head of the star-horse under the eggshell.

"A totem?!" Bai Mo was surprised for a moment, then caught the bead.

The bead is entirely black, like a piece of black crystal, with subtle hints of dark red within the black.

He injected magical energy but found no reaction. It seemed that he needed fire-type magical energy. Only then did Bai Mo remember that he was a fire-type person.

It's not fully born yet, but this time the totem egg seems to have gained quite a bit of benefit. The fire element should have been born by now, right?

With this in mind, his consciousness turned to look into the spiritual world.

Sure enough, a streak of red stardust appeared in his mental world, where there had been only a patch of red sparks before.

The entire expanse of stardust is insignificant in the vast spiritual universe, yet it seems as if it could be crushed amidst the swirling sea of ​​stars and galaxies.

But that patch of stardust remained there, blooming alone in a red unlike any other fire-type star.

It is a vermilion color, dignified and simple, generous and composed, elegant and noble, with a calm and confident demeanor that is neither humble nor arrogant.

It's as if it's saying, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river."

No, it means that he can be replaced.

It does not rely on a few big brothers because of its current weakness.

Bai Mo stared at the crimson stardust, feeling the terrifying heat within it, as if it were close to the sun.

"A spirit seed? Or a side effect?"

He was a little unsure, so he decided to give it a try.

Even the fiery star spirit could only transform into a docile little lamb in front of Bai Mo at this moment.

A dazzling crimson arc of light appeared in the deep magic field, and surprisingly, the flame actually ignited!

What an incredibly powerful ability to gather elements!

The crimson fireball instantly turned the surrounding warm water into boiling water. Bai Mo felt several annoyed gazes, so he stopped experimenting and dissipated the magic.

We'll study it further when we get back. Right now, we still need to remove Xingri Horse's remains. Without Jingwei, he can't absorb the totem's source power.

He silently apologized, bowed, and with a wave of his hand, Bai Mo opened his spatial backpack, taking in the corpse of Xing Ri Ma.

Then he immediately led Ding Yumin and the other two to the island in the middle of the lake.

No sooner had they come out than a huge grove of trees, as tall as buildings, crashed down upon them.

Looking up, they saw that Jingwei had already fought her way to the sky above Weishan Lake, surrounded by numerous demons.

The golden dragon butterfly, roaring furiously, was not far from them! (End of Chapter)