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

A faint fragrance wafted to my nose, along with a stronger, more sinister smell of blood.

When I opened my eyes, all I could see was a hazy gray expanse, neither bright nor dark, which looked rather terrifying.

The thought that came to mind caused his arms to naturally exert force, engaging all the muscles in his body, and Bai Mo sat up, feeling discomfort in his abdomen.

"You're awake?"

A clear, melodious sound, like the striking of a bell, came from beside him. Bai Mo turned his head and saw a beautiful person, but the surroundings made her seem somewhat eerie.

As soon as Mu Nujiao asked the question, she saw obvious panic and fear on Bai Mo's handsome and delicate face, as well as a pitiful look in his eyes, like a frightened little animal.

Those eyes were pure and bright, like those of a newborn baby who had witnessed something terrifying.

She was suddenly stunned, and then she saw mist accumulating in the man's eyes at a visible speed. The mist accumulated and soon gathered into pearls that swirled around.

A sense of foreboding arose in Mu Nujiao's heart, and then she witnessed a scene she would never forget in her life.

"Om~~~~~~~~~"

As tears fell, a childish cry followed. Bai Mo's face fell, tears streamed down her face, her lips pursed, and she cried uncontrollably.

For a moment, Mu Nujiao froze, her expression of astonishment and shock frozen on her face.

"Om~~~~, Mommy! I want Mommy~~ Om~~~~~~!!!"

The crying grew louder, and Mu Nujiao remained motionless, as if she had been turned into a wooden or clay sculpture.

A thousand thoughts swirled in my mind, converging into a few large characters as imposing as mountains and peaks—

What's going on?!

Her mind was a little foggy, but Ding Yumin wasn't there for the moment. The loud crying attracted the evil spirit Yumin.

"Who's crying like that?"

As Xie Shenyu approached, she immediately saw her boyfriend, who was slumped on the bed, crying loudly and looking utterly aggrieved!

Her expression froze for a split second, and her gaze instantly changed.

His amused expression was undisguised as he walked to the bedside and stared at Bai Mo for a few seconds.

"Wow~~~~~~~!! Mommy~~~!"

Perhaps it was her aura and expression that frightened Bai Mo, or perhaps it was related to the Nine Netherworld Empress following behind her. Bai Mo cried even louder.

"What should we do, Yu Mian?"

Mu Nujiao called out to Xie Shen, having already learned about Ding Yumin's situation after arriving here.

A wicked smile appeared on Xie Shen's face as he whispered, "Doesn't he want his mother? Why don't you comfort him? It seems this guy's memory has completely regressed to that of a child under three. I won't scare him here."

As she spoke, she disappeared into the darkness of the throne.

Mu Nujiao, desperate and grasping at any remedy, immediately sat up on the bed, leaning against his back as she spoke:

"Okay, okay, stop crying. If you stop crying, I'll take you to find your mom."

"Om~~" Bai Mo sobbed twice before gradually calming down. Mu Nujiao had just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw those pure eyes begin to fill with tears again.

As expected, the next second, with a thud, another wail rang out.

"I...I've forgotten who my mother is, Om..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Nujiao was still racking her brains trying to figure out a solution when Xie Shenyu Mian's soft voice suddenly rang out.

"She's your mother."

"Eek~?"

Bai Mo's voice suddenly stopped, and Mu Nujiao's expression froze. She neither confirmed nor denied it, but continued to pat his back.

"Sweetie, don't cry. Do you remember your name?"

I'm hungry.

Bai Mo answered irrelevantly, his clear, innocent eyes fixed on her, as if he truly believed the words that had just been uttered.

"I'll go get you some food right away, just a moment."

Upon hearing this, Mu Nujiao immediately stood up, but felt her arm tighten as Bai Mo, such a big person, leaned against her.

At the same time, there were also the words of this person sandwiched between whimpers and sobs.

"Om~~~. Mommy~~, I want milk."

With a bang, Mu Nujiao, at a loss, hugged Bai Mo who had come closer. She felt as if her head had exploded, and wisps of white smoke rose from her hair.

She had never seen anything like this before, and her face was expressionless as she mechanically patted Bai Mo's back, trying to stop him from nuzzling against her.

After a long pause, she stammered:

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'll go get you something to eat right away. Wait a minute."

Seeing that the person was still clamoring for milk, she felt like her tongue was tied in knots.

"I...I don't...I don't have that thing."

Mu Nujiao felt that nothing she had done with Bai Mo before was as shameful as this moment.

Moreover, there was also a hidden evil spirit, Yu Mian, watching from the shadows, while Lingling, who had run over from the side, was also observing silently.

Perhaps Ding Yumin herself is also watching this scene through her evil body.

But Bai Mo held her tightly, and there was nothing she could do. Mu Nujiao could only send a silent plea for help to Lingling with her eyes.

"Sure enough, this guy was a nuisance when he was a kid," Lingling said, holding up her phone. She gave Mu Nujiao a tapping gesture.

"Don't cry. I'll go get you something to eat. I don't have anything here."

Mu Nujiao rejected the suggestion. Now that she had adapted to it, she coaxed Bai Mo, who had a childlike mind, for a while before finally getting him to let go.

Now, the already less-than-sacred image of her boyfriend in her mind has been completely shattered.

Watching Mu Nujiao leave, Lingling glanced at Bai Mo. He still had a wronged expression on his face, with tear stains, and his pure eyes met hers without saying a word.

As a child, he wasn't outgoing, Lingling silently judged him in her mind, and then he said, "Who are you?"

Lingling's eyes darted around, and she chuckled softly:

"I'm your older sister, call me 'older sister'!"

"Sister," Bai Mo murmured to himself, "What is a sister?"

"My sister is a jerk." Lingling said, then clicked her tongue, realizing something was off. "My sister is my sister, and you have to listen to her from now on, understand?"

"Oh~" Bai Mo nodded blankly, continued to slump on the bed, sitting in a very awkward posture, and began to suck his fingers.

Lingling took a picture, almost unable to bear looking at it. The impact of Bai Mo's appearance was too strong; it was simply a subversion of reality.

It's hard to imagine a grown man with a bewildered expression, even though he's handsome and the expression is kind of cute.

As Lingling was thinking, she suddenly froze, only to see that the person, noticing her staring, extended the finger he had bitten.

"Sister, eat."

"Don't suck your fingers, they're not clean." Lingling refused expressionlessly and silently put away her phone.

Why?

"It's just not clean."

Why?

"There's no reason why, it's just not clean." Lingling emphasized again, crossing her arms, feeling like a real adult at that moment.

Given Bai Mo's current intelligence, it was clearly not worth her wasting her breath explaining so much; he simply couldn't understand.

But Bai Mo's words made her realize she was wrong; being an adult isn't so easy.

"You're not smart."

"???" Lingling put her hands on her hips, "Listen to your sister!"

"Om~"

Bai Mo's little mouth trembled, and she burst into tears again.

Lingling initially didn't want to pay attention, but the person, while making childish whimpering noises, said, "You're not smart."

She completely stunned him, so he could only coax her, "Okay, okay, you eat, you eat."

She grabbed Bai Mo's hand and put it in his mouth.

Finally, it was quiet, and Lingling breathed a sigh of relief. But what was with that person's expression? His eyes seemed to be saying that he was right.

"Kids are so annoying!"

Lingling took a deep breath, telling herself not to act impulsively. If it weren't for the size difference, she really would have wanted to punch this person right now.

"What's a little brat?" the man asked, trying to strike up a conversation when she spoke.

"That's just like you."

"Someone like you~"

Lingling was speechless; there was absolutely no way to communicate with this person.

"That's just like you!"

Only then did Bai Mo understand, "I'm not a little kid."

"Then what are you?"

"I don't know." He thought for a moment, "I am who I am, I am Bai Mo."

Lingling was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and stared thoughtfully into his eyes.

She started chatting with him again, making small talk, and while probing him, Lingling gained a basic understanding of his current state.

This person's mind is roughly that of a child, but his nature and heart seem to possess some of the logic of an adult, and his heart is purer than that of a normal person.

This makes him lack the logic and values ​​of a normal person when it comes to many things; he is as pure as a newborn baby.

"No wonder it's so childish."

Lingling made a comment and then ignored his childish question, and did not respond to his next question.

Soon, Mu Nujiao returned with a pot of porridge.

After feeding Bai Mo, Ding Yumin had just returned when he fell asleep, apparently having exhausted a lot of energy from his earlier crying and tantrum.

"How are you feeling?"

"It's indescribable. I need to call TuTu over. If things continue like this for a while, I feel like I won't be able to handle it."

Mu Nujiao said that she no longer knew what expression to use, so she simply remained expressionless.

"No need," Ding Yumin shook her head and continued.

"We should go out now, especially since he's awake but still can't mobilize his demonic energy to resist the death energy in the Abyss of Fiends. Let's take him back to rest."

"But his current state."

A hesitant look appeared on Mu Nujiao's face. Being humiliated here, with someone clinging to her and crying for her mother, was already shameful enough; imagine what it would be like on the street, on a train, or on an airplane.

With a hint of a smile in her eyes, Ding Yumin clearly understood what Mu Nujiao was worried about, but she still continued to offer her own solution.

"I got him a mental illness certificate, so it should be fine. Otherwise, I can keep him in a coma, but the effect won't be very good."

The next day, upon waking from their meditation, everyone looked towards the bed, only to find that the person was still asleep.

When he woke up, the situation was somewhat different.

The childish expression on his face was gone. Although his eyes were still as pure as yesterday, his behavior seemed to have matured a lot.

At least he doesn't bite his fingers anymore, and he doesn't cry.

But he didn't say anything, just quietly observed Ding Yumin and the other two.

Seeing his posture, Ding Yumin's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Do you still remember who you are?"

"I don't remember, but you do? Who are you?!"

His tone was somewhat naive, yet it concealed an imperceptible wariness.

"Your name is Bai Mo. You are injured. We are your family and we are here to take you away from here."

The four exchanged glances. Ding Yumin said succinctly, "This is already the best-case scenario."

Today's Bai Mo seems to be a mentally sound amnesiac. Last night I was worried all night that he would cry and ask for milk on the way, but I don't have to worry about that anymore.

"Oh, so where are we going?"

"go home."

"Oh." The man nodded blankly, but his expression was thoughtful. He always felt that this wasn't his real name.

But he couldn't remember his name or what he used to do for a while.

So he followed his three family members along the way, but he was constantly and vaguely pondering the important question of who he was.

This question persisted until he got off the plane and walked out of the airport.

"I remember now!!"

Suddenly, a loud shout drew the attention of everyone in front of the airport plaza.

Ding Yumin and the other two also stopped in their tracks and looked over with surprise and doubt.

Has Bai Mo recovered?

But this feeling that something's not right still isn't right!

"My name is Bojiji, and I'm a martial arts master, proficient in the Beggars' Sect's ultimate techniques. All I need is a super lollipop to transform! Watch my Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!"

Bai Mo spoke loudly, dodging and weaving on the ground, punching, kicking, spinning, and leaping, displaying the full potential of a super-level mage's physical body at this moment.

"Hey! Ha! Ah-da~~~~!!"

The sound of the air being blasted and the shouts of his echoed throughout the empty square.

The entire square was silent. Ding Yumin was expressionless, Xiao Lingling kept her head down silently to avoid being photographed, and Mu Nujiao turned her head to the side, pretending not to recognize her.

Many viewers were laughing hysterically. Although Bai Mo had a very imposing presence, they could tell that this person was no ordinary individual.

But let's not even talk about that ridiculous identity. These days, you get your own identity when you're out and about. There are countless idiots out there, and they've seen all sorts of things.

But they had never seen anyone do radio calisthenics in front of the terminal building, making a loud slapping sound, and even introducing themselves beforehand.

"Who is this? This is so ridiculous!"

"Hiss! It's the call of the times! Such standards, such terrifying momentum, so incredibly powerful!"

"Hey bro, stop messing around. I feel like I've seen this guy before."

Just then, Ding Yumin couldn't stand it any longer and hurriedly pulled Bai Mo away.

"No way, this idiot has a girlfriend? Heaven has no eyes!" said one of the witnesses.

Bai Mo was stiff with shock. He, the number one martial artist of the Xuanhuang Continent, had actually been subdued by a woman. This woman was truly terrifying.

It has nothing to do with him not reacting when a girl held his hand for the first time.

"What are you doing? Let me go! I've remembered everything. My name is Bojiji. I'm an orphan, I have no family!"

Ding Yumin ignored them, her body radiating layers of spiritual light that obscured their presence from the attention of those around them.

As she walked, she glanced at Mu Nujiao and said slowly:

"Let's go back to my courtyard, and then you take him back to Jinyuan Apartment. It's not appropriate for me to be in the public eye watching over him."

"What's wrong?" Mu Nujiao frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"Sister Leng Qing said that someone knows I'm close to him, and that someone might be secretly watching me. They might even find Bai Mo through me. Given his current state, it's not suitable for him to face certain people," Ding Yumin said.

In fact, she had already sensed some intermittent stares as she walked out of the airport.

Bai Mo displayed power beyond that of ordinary forbidden spells. Regardless of whether anyone noticed him or targeted him, they all needed to be careful.

After hearing Ding Yumin's words, Mu Nujiao understood. She thought for a moment and then said:

"But there's a principle there: guard against thieves for a thousand days."

"That's why I let him stay at your place. We'll keep an eye on him secretly, and if anyone dares to show up, we'll chop them up!" Ding Yumin said calmly, but her body was filled with a murderous aura that was in no way inferior to that of the evil body.

"Damn it, you're ignoring me! Let me show you what I'm capable of!" Bai Mo was immediately unhappy to see the two of them seemingly treating him like he was being treated casually.

"Ha~ Hmph!"

With a whoosh, a burst of flame shot out of his nose and headed toward Ding Yumin's hand that was holding him.

"Stop messing around, I'm your girlfriend." Ding Yumin gently waved her hand, dispersing the flames.

What is a girlfriend?

"She is your future wife." As she said this, she had already made a calculation in her heart regarding Bai Mo's current state.

This person must have imagined themselves as a character from a fantasy world, and thus gained some corresponding "common sense".

However, in this set of common sense he had conjured up in his mind, the concept of a girlfriend did not exist. And now he should be able to mobilize his own power.

With a change of heart, she changed her plans and said, "Let's not go to Jinyuan Apartments, let's go to Xiaoshan Manor and see what magic he can use now."

"good!"

Bai Mo froze, his fair face instantly turning bright red. Girlfriend, wife?!

"You, all of you?"

"What do you think?" Ding Yumin asked instead of answering.

As he walked with the three, he sized up Ding Yumin, Mu Nujiao, and Lingling with his eyes, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

Mu Nujiao and Ding Yumin also noticed Bai Mo's change. Although he didn't say anything, they could tell what he was thinking just from his expression.

This guy can actually be shy.

However, seeing his satisfied expression, Ding Yumin and Mu Nujiao, though outwardly expressionless, were also pleased with his satisfaction.

Only Lingling had a sour face, and looked at Bai Mo as if he were trash.

"What kind of look is that? I'm not, I'm still young, you pervert!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo's face showed a look of realization, and he nodded slightly, saying:

"Hmm, no wonder, no wonder!"

"Your fault, my foot!"

"They're my girlfriends, so who are you? Are you my maid? My sister?"

"None of your business! Hmph."

Having arrived at Xiaoshan Manor, Bai Mo, who calls himself Bojiji, finally had some idea of ​​his current situation.

However, he still couldn't believe it. He was clearly the world champion of the fantasy continent, but his super lollipop was indeed gone, and there were several unfamiliar powers in his body that he could mobilize.

"This place is so big, it's my home."

"Yes, try meditation. See how your magic works," Ding Yumin said.

He discovered that although Bai Mo had imagined an image for himself, the underlying logic of his actions still carried the characteristics that Lingling had summarized for her the day before.

That is purity, easy trust, lack of a sense of rules, curiosity about many things, and lack of understanding or even comprehension.

"oh."

Bai Mo agreed and immediately closed his eyes, naturally entering a meditative state, his consciousness probing into the sea of ​​his mind.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and said emotionlessly, "There are eight different star systems, one of which is mobile and is red."

"What about the others?"

"The others can't be moved."

"Why can't it move? What about the others?" Lingling asked.

"It just won't move. There are these, these, these, and others."

As Bai Mo spoke, he pointed to the earth, then to the azure sky, and finally to the silver casing of Lingling's phone.

"You're not smart!"

Lingling pointed at him, then pointed to the things he pointed to, "Those are brown, blue, and silver."

"oh."

Lingling felt like she had punched a cotton ball; she had forgotten that this person might not understand the meaning of intelligence.

The person he is today is not the same person he was yesterday.

"It seems you can only use fire now. I wonder how long it will take for the other elements to recover," Mu Nujiao said.

Ding Yumin placed her hand on Bai Mo's forehead. Bai Mo did not flinch, feeling a gentle force enveloping him.

"He recovers faster in this state than when he sleeps, so it shouldn't take longer than last time."

Before she could finish speaking, a hand grasped hers, and Bai Mo said softly:

I'm hungry.

Upon hearing this, Mu Nujiao blushed and subconsciously took two steps back before she realized what had happened.

Ding Yumin ordered someone to cook. Yu Shishi, who was coming up from the foot of the mountain at this time, saw so many people and couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"What brings you all here today?"

"He's injured and will stay in the hospital for a while to recuperate," Ding Yumin said.

"Still hungry!" Bai Mo said after finishing his meal.

Seeing this, Yu Shishi keenly sensed something was wrong; Bai Mo seemed to completely disregard her.

Ding Yumin immediately knew where he was hungry and promptly took out a Fire Spirit Seed for him.

"Here, it'll be ready in a bit."

"He has amnesia? What happened?" Yu Shishi suddenly asked at this moment.

"More or less, but don't ask about the specifics or tell anyone else."

"I understand!" Yu Shishi said sincerely. "Yue'ehuang has completed her reincarnation. With her around, any villains who try to get close will be discovered."

Bai Mo carefully sensed the transmission of this novel energy, while his eyes began to scrutinize Yu Shishi.

"Is she one too?"

"No, this is your butler."

"Oh, so who's sleeping with me tonight?"

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Seeing the two remain silent, the pavilion fell silent as well. Bai Mo scratched his face.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Don't married couples sleep together? If not, we can sleep together."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand covered his mouth.

Mu Nujiao blushed slightly. How could this person dare to say anything? The servants around her were still there, and Yu Shishi was still there too.

And there were children there too.

Although she felt that Lingling seemed to know everything.

Bai Mo was baffled; why was he covering his mouth? Yu Shishi and the other servants pretended not to hear. (End of Chapter)