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

Chapter 66 The Ignitioner

"No." Feng Ling nodded.

"A power that could make you as strong as your Uncle Feng?!"

Bai Mo slowly repeated Feng Ling's words as if talking to himself, then asked in confusion, "Who is Uncle Feng?"

"Ugh!" The wind spirit burst apart with a snap, transforming into the form of a bird, beast, and deer.

"Your Uncle Wind looks like this?!" Bai Mo was very familiar with the strange beast in front of him. This was Fei Lian, the embodiment of wind and the progenitor of wind.

He then remembered the monarch who had asked him to save Xiao Fengling, who had also taken on this form.

It seems that Fei Lian is actually summoning planes. Bai Mo thinks that it is already very high for a high-level monarch like Feng Ling to absorb some essence and reach the bloodline of a supreme monarch.

If such a bloodline is essentially no match for Fei Lian's strength, then Bai Mo thinks that Fei Lian must at least be an emperor!

Therefore, by using his essence to strengthen the star, he was able to increase the upper limit of the wind spirit's bloodline!

So he hurriedly asked, "Feng Ling, tell me quickly, how much have you improved?"

"Hmm~"

Feng Ling jumped onto Bai Mo's hand, propped her chin on her hand, thought for a moment, and then took a wisp of wind from her body that was a little thicker than a strand of hair.

Watching that wisp of wind, barely thicker than a strand of hair, drifting slowly.

Bai Mo fell silent. If it was just this little bit, how much would it take to raise the quality of one's bloodline origin to the level of an emperor?

Moreover, he had even more questions. He only had so many star fragments left. Should he keep absorbing slave-level souls, or should he strengthen the bloodline of the wind spirit like he would with ordinary enhanced star fragments?

The required spirit ranges from servants to warriors, and then to commanders.

If that's the case, it's manageable for general-level demons, but for commanders, how many would we have to kill!

Thinking of this, Bai Mo recalled that magical enhancements often only yielded special effects when a specific star trail was encountered. Perhaps he needed to do the same, gathering certain conditions. Maybe that would have a special effect on enhancing the quality of the Wind Spirit's bloodline essence.

He looked at Feng Ling and asked softly, "How much power do you think would be needed to catch up with your Uncle Feng?"

"Mmm!" Little Wind Spirit opened her arms, making a gesture of embracing the world.

Bai Mo's face darkened. In this state, the Bai family really couldn't afford to support him.

Let's ask Lingling if she found the quest yet.

Take out the spirit-grade wind seed from the disposable spirit seed container and feed it to the wind spirit, hoping she will grow up quickly.

Then we'll go and kill tens of thousands of those servants and generals.

Seeing that Feng Ling was enjoying her meal, Bai Mo closed his eyes again and mobilized the remaining two servant-level spirits, throwing one at the star he had already thrown at and the other at the star he hadn't thrown at yet.

Then he saw that the star that had been fed the essence of a servant no longer reacted to the essence at all, and Bai Mo had his answer.

Bai Mo opened his eyes and cast his essence back onto the next star that had not been nourished by essence.

Seeing that Feng Ling, having eaten her fill, was squinting her eyes and comfortably basking in the sun, Bai Mo chuckled, glanced at the time—it was getting late—and reached out to place her on his shoulder.

"Let's go, Fengling, let's go for a walk and digest our food."

"Hmm~" Feng Ling rolled over and responded lazily.

Moon Shadow Arena is not far from the seaside; getting here means you've traveled through most of Shanghai.

Arena Number Four.

Bai Mo arrived on time and saw an ordinary-looking man. He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing that he was being stared at, the man actually took out a mirror and looked at himself. Then, in a beautiful, androgynous voice, he muttered to himself:

"Why are you looking at me like that? Has my beauty increased again today? This is really troubling."

"..."

Bai Mo fell silent, the greeting he was about to utter caught in his throat. He thought to himself: I'm not even as narcissistic as him!

Also, why is it that someone who looks very ordinary has a nice voice?

The man put away the mirror and then seriously examined Bai Mo for a few moments, clicking his tongue as he did so.

"She's quite beautiful, but unfortunately, our assessment is based on ability."

He gently slapped his face with one hand, "Only I, as the one who ignites the fire, possess both strength and good looks, and virtue and physique."

"Uh... I remember I only need to pass the skills test, right?" Bai Mo confirmed. Anyway, he had seen plenty of weirdos, so he quickly got used to the style of this so-called igniter.

When the conversation turned to serious matters, the person who started the fire also became serious, straightening his posture and adopting a solemn expression. He nodded slightly.

"Good. Considering your performance in Bo City, we will exempt you from the later mission and responsibility stages. You only need to pass the strength stage now."

After saying that, he suddenly raised another hand, pretending to cover his mouth, and said:

"Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am the igniter in charge of recruitment for the Spark Trial Network, codename Peacock. Of course, you can also call me Wu Liu."

"Oh, okay." Bai Mo nodded, then couldn't help asking, "Why is it called the Spark Trial Network? Aren't we affiliated with the Trial Council?"

"What affiliation? We can be the Tribunal, or something else. But the Tribunal can only be the Tribunal, not the Spark Tribunal Network," Wu Liu said calmly, glancing at him lightly.

Seems pretty impressive, Bai Mo gave a thumbs up.

He looked Wu Liu over carefully again, but couldn't detect any trace of disguise, so he said:

"I think the Spark Trial seems quite mysterious. Shouldn't you wear a mask when you meet me? That would make it more confidential."

"Many people know about the first stage, so as the one who ignited it, I don't need to keep it a secret." Wu Liu smiled lightly, looking completely at ease. "Besides, unless you become a Starfire Judge, most of the things about the Starfire Judge will remain unknown."

"Alright." Nodding nonchalantly, Bai Mo asked, "Then where are my examiners, the ones who will light the fire?"

"Everything has already been arranged: two mid-level elite hunters and two warrior-level demons. Which one do you choose?"

"Demons, then we can fight without holding back." Bai Mo made the decision without a second's hesitation.

"Very good." Wu Liu clapped his hands and suddenly appeared in front of Bai Mo.

"The examiners aren't here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, arcs of starlight appeared and connected, forming seven silver star charts. The star charts combined in opposition, transforming into magnificent constellations.

The constellation enveloped the two in a silvery space, and with a flash of light, they vanished.

"Bang! Bang!" Two sounds of landing echoed as Bai Mo looked around. It seemed to be the seaside.

Sea monsters often emerge from the beaches of Shanghai, so it's not exactly a tourist or vacation destination.

Wu Liu, who was beside him, seemed to have disappeared, blending into the shadows of the reef.

Two even heavier thuds followed.

The same heavy footsteps approached, and Bai Mo looked up and his brows immediately furrowed.

A giant black bull was strutting in, its fur reflecting a metallic sheen as if it were wearing armor. Purple lightning crackled on its horns. It was as robust and tall as a villa.

It's a Xuanjia Thunder Ox!

Beside him, a cloud-like python was slithering towards him.

The Cloud Python possesses the ability to control water, and its golden scales also form a powerful light defense.

Both demons are skilled in both offense and defense. Moreover, they are not ordinary warriors, but great warriors!

A silver light shone, and a rift connecting different dimensions opened, from which the Wind Spirit flew out.

He noticed the enemy in front of him instantly.

"Feng Ling, that snake is yours!"

Bai Mo gave a brief instruction, and then Feng Ling rushed to the Cloud Python in a flash. He also turned his gaze to the Xuanjia Thunder Ox, which was not far away.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two bolts of purple lightning shot out from the horns of the Xuanjia Thunder Bull, like two javelins.

With the power of raging lightning, it struck Bai Mo directly, as if to nail him to the sandy beach.

Facing the lightning spear that struck with lightning speed, Bai Mo remained calm, only his eyes gleaming with a strong silver light.

A powerful spatial force condensed in front of him, directly forming a solid spatial wall that blocked the incoming lightning spear.

With a sharp silver light in his eyes like the gleam of a sword, Bai Mo showed no intention of dodging the Xuanjia Thunder Bull that charged forward with a fierce momentum, leaving behind one or two waves of sand.

A silvery glow fell, enveloping a large area in front of them.

"Spatial Rhythm!"

A diamond-shaped silver space instantly enveloped the charging Xuanjia Thunder Bull. Infinite spatial compression force covered the entire body of the Xuanjia Thunder Bull.

In an instant, the Xuanjia Thunder Bull could no longer advance. Its seemingly indestructible black armor shattered inch by inch under the pressure as heavy as a mountain. Countless drops of blood were about to gush out, but they were blocked by the powerful spatial pressure.

The crushing force of the mountain acted on his entire body, and the Xuanjia Thunder Bull felt as if his whole body was about to collapse.

"Moo!!!!!!!!!"

With a thunderous roar, like the resounding of war drums, the Xuanjia Thunder Bull struggled to raise its head slightly, and purple lightning flowed from its horns, covering its entire body.

However, under the immense spatial pressure, even lightning flowed slowly.

Suddenly, the Xuanjia Thunder Bull's entire body seemed to shrink by one point.

The wind howled, and the wind spirit blew the clouds high into the sky.

Bai Mo looked at the Xuanjia Thunder Bull, which was already overburdened, and his eyes flashed.

Spatial Rhythm - Compression has two uses: gravity and spatial shrinkage. However, shrinking objects consumes a lot of magic energy.

He had tried using it on inanimate objects before, but he never expected that trying it on a massive war general would almost use up the magic power of a mid-level spell.

With his mind focused even more, Bai Mo clenched his fist, and the entire body of the Xuanjia Thunder Bull gradually became deformed.

The leather armor shattered and embedded itself in the flesh, which was then crushed into powder and pressed into the bone. The bones shattered and completely coalesced into a mass of unidentified, fused bone and flesh.

After killing the Xuanjia Thunder Bull, Bai Mo looked up at the sky. A white wind was blowing in the sky, and a snake was writhing wildly in the air. Its long body was tattered and tied in two knots.

(End of this chapter)