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

The east is already white, it's early morning.

Leng Qing, who hadn't been sleeping soundly, subconsciously opened her eyes.

After a few seconds of brief confusion,

She began to realize that she was currently in Bai Mo's arms.

Years of habit made her tiptoe to get up.

Suddenly, she felt a tightness around her, and she was pressed down again. The person holding her shifted their sleeping position and then mumbled sleepily.

"Sleep a little longer, it's still early."

Leng Qing glanced at him sideways, her brows still seeming to hold a trace of the tenderness from last night.

She slowly lay down again, gazing at the perfect, flawless face of this person.

I can't help but think about the absurdity of last night.

How does this guy know so much?

Are Yu Mian and he usually that open?

They treated her like a toy, manipulating her as they pleased.

Thinking of this, Leng Qing couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Then I just stood there quietly, staring blankly.

Until the sound of cars honking loudly outside gradually filled the air.

This person finally woke up.

Opening his eyes, the refreshing and intoxicating fragrance, like orchids and musk, quickly brought Bai Mo back to his senses.

Looking to the side, his gaze swept across the blanket, inadvertently glancing at the towering snow-capped mountains, before settling on Qingqing's cold and beautiful face.

Good morning, Qingqing.

As a young man in his prime, Bai Mo felt that he hadn't had time to do anything yet when he woke up early in the morning to feel the soft and fragrant body.

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"Waaah!"

Leng Qing had just opened her mouth when she was silenced by people who were eager to do morning exercises because the flag had already been raised.

After morning exercise

The two then began to wash up.

"Where do you get so many tricks up your sleeve?"

While combing her hair, Leng Qing asked.

"Qingqing, this is the information age. There's nothing you can't find online."

Seeing her combing her hair, Bai Mo walked over and said:

"Let me do your hair."

"You can do this too?" Leng Qing was slightly surprised, but didn't move.

"Of course, I know everything," Bai Mo said smugly, recalling the tutorial videos he had watched online.

Qingqing's hair is very smooth, but not fine or soft.

Comb your hair smooth

Use both hands to comb the hair back along her temples.

Lift up from the back of your head

Then reach up and pull it up above the back of the head.

Tie it up with a thick hair tie

A simple high ponytail was successfully completed.

Even normal people need to use some techniques depending on their skull shape and hair type.

However, Qingqing's beautiful head doesn't need to go through that much trouble.

Taking two steps back, Bai Mo nodded in satisfaction.

He had long felt that Leng Qing's elegant and aloof temperament, paired with her cold and fair face, would look quite charming with a high ponytail.

However, in reality, Leng Qing's hair only reached her shoulders.

Strictly speaking, it doesn't reach her shoulders yet. Therefore, the ponytail looks thin.

It looks like a dog's tail.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

"I'm pretty."

Leng Qing said something expressionless, looking somewhat awkward in this state.

"Fine, you dare say my haircut isn't pretty?"

"We should go out now; Lingling should be awake by now."

The two arrived downstairs at the hotel, where Lingling was sitting in the lobby waiting.

The little girl will never be bored; she has plenty of things to do and is willing to do them.

Besides going to school.

"Lingling, have you eaten?"

"Of course, the hotel breakfast is a buffet."

"Then come with us to get something to eat."

Bai Mo nodded, showing no interest in the breakfast offered by the hotel.

Lingling stood up expressionlessly, and saw her older sister with the strange hair glance at the cola in her hand.

"You already drank quite a bit yesterday, why are you drinking more?"

Lingling walked forward silently, pretending not to hear.

"Um?"

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"Why are you still drinking? It's not good for your health."

The little girl turned around, took a big gulp of her soda with an air of self-righteousness, and tilted her chin up, saying:

"You're no longer a member of the Leng family, you have no right to interfere with me!"

Leng Qing didn't speak. She glanced at Bai Mo.

Bai Mo was baffled. "Why are you looking at me? I'm still watching the show."

Okay, he's the culprit who got Leng Qing expelled from the Leng family.

From a rational perspective, he decided to uphold fairness.

"It's true that it's not good for children to drink too many beverages, your sister is right. But this bottle is probably leftover from last night, so let's just leave it."

As soon as he finished speaking, both the beautiful woman and the pretty girl looked at him sideways.

In a flash, the cola in the little girl's hand vanished.

"You're bullying ordinary people, you have no shame."

Lingling glared at her older sister, but her sister wasn't afraid at all. The pressure from the elder made her silently think, "Don't underestimate a poor girl."

Actually, Bai Mo sometimes felt that Leng Qingguan Lingling was meddling a bit too much.

However, Lingling didn't seem happy about it, but it was just the two sisters' usual way of getting along.

He should just watch the show; there's absolutely no need for him to get involved.

Like this, the older sister finishes disciplining her younger sister, and then happens to buy three cups of water to comfort her—isn't that perfect?

"Lingling, drink your juice. If you run out of cola, you're done."

"Qingqing, this is yours."

Seeing that there was still something to drink, Lingling's expression improved slightly. Leng Qing simply took it; she didn't really care about these things.

The three of them found a noodle shop to eat at.

After sitting down, Lingling was able to smell the faint fragrance.

I discovered that the water my sister and Bai Mo were drinking wasn't juice, but milk tea!

After being shocked, the little girl entered the secret realm with Bai Mo after breakfast.

Having arrived here with ease, this secret realm was now considered part of Bai Mo's territory.

He could have had it taken away at any time.

However, the lake where Jingmu Han was located was the only place that was still relatively intact, even though the secret realm was badly damaged.

He clearly didn't have the energy to manage a secret realm.

Therefore, they sent members of the family.

But before that, he needed to figure out the meaning of the ground painting.

Upon arriving at the center of the secret realm, there is a small lake that has not been damaged by the magical battle.

"That geoglyph is underwater."

Hearing Lingling's voice, Bai Mo waved his hand, and the surging water was immediately moved to the sky by an invisible force.

Everything below was immediately revealed.

It is located in the very center of the lake bottom, which is a completely flat rock surface.

The remains of the Jingmu Han, which should have been there at that moment, have been moved to a nearby location.

In its original location, a geoglyph drawn with simple lines appears exceptionally clear on the smooth rock surface.

Just as Lingling said, the ground painting is indeed unique, consisting of only this one image and this one scene.

The divine bird, carrying flames on its back, swooped down towards the mountains and land below.

With just a few strokes, one can already feel the majestic and awe-inspiring power of the raging flames.

"Quickly use the Returning Swallow Mirror to see what's going on!" Lingling urged impatiently.

The trembling Guiyanjian lit up in Bai Mo's hand, casting down rays of light.

It landed on the ground painting, and the ground painting quickly came to life.

A lifelike scene was created, encompassing Bai Mo and the other two.

The scene depicted in this painting should be a continuation of what they saw in the Zhenshui worm tomb last time.

From a third-person perspective, they approached a vast, icy white glacier as a divine bird, its body radiating fiery red essence, approached.

The entire land was an ice field, and Bai Mo even felt that it was a vast and boundless glacier, just like the Arctic.

But viewed from 10,000 meters above the ground, this glacier is definitely more expansive than the Arctic.

The ice and snow on it are also much thicker!

What is Suzaku doing here?

According to the drawing, He pounced.

Why is that?

The three of them simultaneously had the same question, but they could not find an answer.

The scene depicted in the ground painting slowly unfolded before their eyes.

As we fully entered this vast and boundless glacier.

Perched ten thousand meters above the ground, radiating intense heat, it resembles a small sun soaring through the sky like the Vermilion Bird.

Begin the dive!

The howling wind surged, and the swirling air currents fanned the blazing flames on its body even higher.

The flames began to spread to both sides with the wind, like His wings expanding.

The lower it plunges, the larger and more terrifying the fire becomes.

As the altitude decreased, the flames resembled a vast, rolling cloud.

It covers the entire skyline!

As it swooped down, it gave the entire sky to the flames!

The flames became the sky, and it was as if even the sky could not withstand the intense heat, falling down with the terrifying flames.

The moment the divine bird, its body blurred by the expanding flames, was about to touch the glacier.

The moment when the fiery clouds and the raging flames of the collapsing sky were about to fall to the ground.

The scene abruptly ends!

The three of them snapped out of the time-lapse scene, exchanged glances, and all had inscrutable expressions.

Compared to Leng Qing's shock at the power of the Flaming Divine Bird, Lingling and Bai Mo were more puzzled.

In their minds, Suzaku must have died during the ancient sea monster invasion.

But why do they see Him striking the glacier?

He was definitely not without purpose, because it is clear from the combined images that His purpose was very strong.

"Never mind, maybe we'll know when we find the next Southern Seven Mansions."

Bai Mo shook his head, deciding not to dwell on his troubles.

However, Lingling couldn't resist her curiosity; she wished she had the next Southern Seven Mansions token right now.

Find the location of that totem, and then see what this mural is trying to record!

Why did the Vermilion Bird attack the glacier?

If Lingling doesn't know these things or can't figure them out, she feels like she can't even eat.

I feel like ants are crawling all over my body.

It's like following a great author's book, especially those who like to cut out chapters at crucial points.

It's so frustrating not being able to see the next chapter.

However, the truth is that they did not have the next token.

There wasn't even a token clue.

"Let's go back then. This time, I'm going to find all the remaining clues to the tokens of the Southern Seven Mansions in one go!"

Lingling clenched her little fist and made a grand vow.

If this were in another world, it would surely bring down divine light and auspicious omens.

Unfortunately, this world doesn't have that.

Just like how she can't see the next chapter without a token.

"Keep going, I support you."

Bai Mo wholeheartedly agreed with this idea.

However, during this period, he had some free time again.

The original plan was to take Jiaoyue to the Holy Land of Thunder Element to help her overcome the elemental tribulation.

However, due to that unexpected battle, Bai Mo gave all the remaining Time Essence to Jiao Yue.

This allowed her to directly overcome the elemental tribulation with the help of the Time Liquid's energy.

We are still digesting and absorbing the information to improve our strength.

It seems we can skip the Thunder Element Sanctuary.

But Bai Mo knew he still had to go.

Because of the Thunder Beast's legacy, it is suspected that Jiaoyue absorbed the Thunder Beast's essence and transformed into an Elemental Holy Spirit.

So, is there anything good still in that place that transformed her?

Whether this transformation is a one-time event or a phase is still unknown to Bai Mo.

It's never a bad idea to go and take a look.

Another thing is to find Jiaoyue's parents.

We promised to help her improve her strength and eliminate those two old bastards, and we meant it.

He could remain silent, but he couldn't pretend he had forgotten.

However, all of this will have to wait until Jiaoyue awakens from her slumber of enhancing her strength.

Back in Shanghai, Leng Qing and Lingling went about their own business.

After handing over the matters concerning the secret realm, Bai Mo had a rare moment of leisure.

I've been either looking for totems or doing other things lately.

I've never had so much free time before.

Mingzhu Courtyard.

Sitting on the swing, Bai Mo put away his hands that were scrolling through videos.

She looked up at Ding Yumin, who was quietly reading a book on the other side.

His snow-white face was full of seriousness, and his features were exquisite. Bai Mo felt that he could look at him for a long time.

Speaking of which, Ding Yumin has always had the air of a literary young woman, making people want to bully her.

"Bored?"

"I can feel him watching me," Ding Yumin said.

"Yes, there are some. I just saw there's a cosplay event in the JA district of Shanghai. Why don't we go and participate?"

"What do you want to cosplay? The Fairy of Zhongnan Mountain? Or a three-year-old child?" Ding Yumin asked with a smile.

"Well"

Bai Mo's expression froze. When did his girlfriend develop this annoying habit of always finding ways to amuse others?

This is nothing like him; he's so serious.

"Let's go check it out, I heard there are lots of girls showing off their legs."

Bai Mo accidentally blurted out what was on his mind.

Of course, he may not have intended to hide it at all.

Looking up at him quietly, Ding Yumin said:

"Miss?"

"emmm"

"Want to see thighs?"

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Bai Mo blinked, then said matter-of-factly:

"What's wrong? Are you jealous? Why don't you wear it for me? I just bought a few sets."

As Bai Mo spoke, he waved his hand, and several clothes racks appeared beside him.

There are nine cosplay outfits on it, in various styles. Anyway, they're not revealing, and they cover up everything that needs to be covered.

But it just looks very astringent.

They even have wigs! Some famous catwoman from the mainland, some guy with a cowlick who only knows how to shout "curry stick"!

And then there are dance costumes where a giant sword could be pulled out of your chest at any moment.

There were also some people Ding Yumin didn't recognize.

She didn't speak, but quietly looked at Bai Mo.

"That's a lot. If you can't wear them all, you can invite Xie Shen along. I'm not picky."

"Heh~"

This person's map of the Yan state was not only short, but also showed a desire for more.

"Hmm, it's okay if you don't want to wear it today, or you can wear stockings."

With a wave of his hand, Bai Mo displayed various styles of black and white stockings on the clothes rack.

"Where did you get so many clothes?"

Ding Yumin glanced at it. She wasn't embarrassed now, but she felt that this person had too much lewd nonsense in his head.

I bought it online yesterday.

It was indeed premeditated.

"The school recently had an exchange program with the Alps Academy."

Ding Yumin changed the subject. Although she wasn't embarrassed, it was inappropriate to do these things in broad daylight.

Besides, her sister still lives here, what if she suddenly comes back?

It doesn't matter if someone is already dead.

But she still had to live.

"Huh? When?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo was taken aback, and then asked.

He didn't have any particular interest in the Alps Academy, but he knew that Ding Yumin had always wanted to travel around and see the world.

"I don't know, it's still under discussion."

"Emmm," Bai Mo smiled amusedly, looking at Ding Yumin with a comical expression.

Ding Yumin glanced at him sideways; this person had no good intentions.

"I want King Arthur!" Bai Mo bluntly stated, not caring about the consequences. He not only wanted to see him, but also wanted to play with him.

Not only do we want to play, we want to play all of them!

Not only do I want her to play with all of them, but I also want to dress her up myself.

"Go to your room."

"no problem."

The awkward Miracle Nikki game continued until evening, when the sound of a door opening came from the porch.

There was a short, urgent groan from inside the bedroom, and then someone came out.

"Sister, do you smell something strange?"

Upon seeing Ding Yumin coming downstairs, Ding Yunwu asked with a strange expression.

"no."

After Ding Yumin said that, her younger sister's expression immediately returned to normal, and then she said:

"I'm going for a run!"

Ding Yumin opened all the windows and put away some things in the corner on the floor.

Nine outfits weren't even finished; someone overestimated themselves.

He couldn't resist even one set.

The night was exceptionally peaceful. Bai Mo had enjoyed the warmth of the boudoir and never attended the morning court session again.

Suddenly I just wanted to find something to do.

Okay, it's because Dean Xiao doesn't have enough manpower, so he's putting these two, who are just freeloading off Mingzhu Academy, here.

These are teachers who wander around the school aimlessly, causing the atmosphere of spiritual practice to diminish while romantic relationships begin to emerge.

They were sent out to mentor graduates.

This is not actually graduation time yet, but it is graduation season.

Some outstanding students are already applying for graduation assessments.

As sea levels rise, the standards for outstanding graduation from Mingzhu Academy have also changed from the original systematic way of assessing students' abilities.

Whether a student is excellent or not can be summed up in two words.

Can fight!

This is not to say that Mingzhu University no longer values ​​other aspects such as personal wisdom and moral standards.

On the contrary, Dean Xiao paid more attention to the moral standards.

However, in terms of the system's assessment of scores, individual combat effectiveness accounts for a larger proportion.

It doesn't mean that a student alone can defeat a commander.

Instead, when facing demons, one must dare to fight and be courageous in battle.

When faced with a predicament, they can remain relatively calm and possess the ability to protect others.

Instead of being protected by others, they possess great cultivation but are ultimately useless.

Bai Mo and Ding Yumin led a large group this time.

"A group of sea lions has invaded the Shabai River outside the Cangyun Post Station in Xiaoshan District. Your mission is to eliminate these sea lions."

Leading the team towards the Shabai River, Bai Mo pointed to the river below and addressed the thirty students standing behind him on the Wind and Cloud Road unfolding in Fenglingpu.

These thirty people are all high-level. They can also cast high-level magic.

If well-trained, they will be the first truly exceptional high-ranking legion.

This sea lion tribe has only two thousand members, all of average strength, and one great leader.

Dealing with thirty high-level opponents is not very dangerous.

Bai Mo wouldn't compare his situation to others, so after giving his instructions, he told everyone to make a good plan.

"We won't intervene unless one of you is about to die, in which case I'll rush him to the hospital."

After giving his final instructions, amidst the bewildered glances of the group, Bai Mo led them to an inn within the post station where they could stay.

The two disappeared, while many students remained in the lobby, their faces clouded with worry.

"Bai He, you're also from the Bai family. Why don't you go ask Mo Shen what we should do?"

"I'm not familiar with him. There are so many people in the Bai family. Judging from his attitude, he wants us to solve all the problems ourselves. Let's not try to take shortcuts. You know what Mo Shen does for a living."

"Exactly, I think the first thing we need is someone to lead."

The students below were enthusiastically discussing how to eliminate the demon horde outside.

Like a young man yearning to roam the world with a sword, or an intern who has just started working.

But unlike regular interns, they don't have to find a job and pay for their own living expenses.

Time flew by and evening arrived, and the students below had basically finished their discussion.

Mr. Bai Mo, who had been eavesdropping, opened his eyes inside the room.

Their plan was simple: proceed steadily and gradually erode the demon race.

It's a very common practice, and there's nothing wrong with it.

I closed my eyes again and began my daily practice.

When I opened my eyes, there was a box of food in front of me, and the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

How could I not look at this white ink?

His gaze shifted from the food to a moment.

The warm light tinged the shower water with a dim yellow hue, and the pattering water trickled down Ding Yumin's long, white chin and neck.

The water gathers and flows gently down the firm, delicate skin, across the collarbone, and continues downwards.

A mosaic!

Why is it this bizarre frosted glass again!

Bai Mo's lips twitched; he felt that anyone involved with this kind of glass must have some kind of perverse sense of humor.

The hotel I stayed at on Zhongshan Island last time had this kind of glass.

He glanced around.

The remote control was found quickly.

Defogging, mode switching.

The image suddenly became clear.

Delicious food.

Looking at his wife, he didn't feel anything was wrong with her at all.

I got hungry just looking at it.

He went straight in to eat.

The next day at daybreak, the students headed to Baisha River.

Bai Mo couldn't get up for the time being, so he sent Feng Ling with him.

It's such a short distance, you can walk across it with just a step.

It wasn't until late morning that I finally stepped out of the inn and slowly walked towards the exit of the post station.

However, Bai Mo saw many ordinary people carrying fishing nets and harpoons going out at this time.

He couldn't help but stop at the entrance of the post station and look at the city gate guards on the side.

"Brother, I heard a group of demons have come outside. Why are these fishermen still going out?"

"Hey, they've just sold their catch and are going out to fish now."

The city gate guard sighed, "Although the lower reaches of the White Sand River have been invaded by demons, the upper reaches haven't. If you go further afield, you can still catch fish; otherwise..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Bai Mo already understood. He sighed and continued walking out.

The invasion of the siren and the rising sea level have indeed deprived many people of their means of survival.

As we approached the Baisha River, we overheard an old man and a young man talking ahead, each carrying a net.

"Brother Zhang, where are we going today?"

"Go to Bailangtou."

"Isn't that a bit too close? What if..."

"It should be fine. We weren't far from White Wave Head yesterday, and we didn't gain much. Didn't you want to awaken your magic?"

"Hmm, Brother Zhang, what do you think magicians usually eat?"

"You wouldn't know this, but when those monks have afternoon snacks, they always say, 'Give me a dish of seasonal vegetables.'"

"Really!"

Behind them, Bai Mo pulled Ding Yumin along, appearing above the students in one step, unnoticed by anyone. (End of Chapter)