Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Amidst a vast expanse of white snow, a biting wind swept in, carrying with it glistening snowflakes that drifted into the distance.

A boy lies on the thick snow, seemingly blending into this white world, peaceful and beautiful!
His long eyelashes trembled slightly, snowflakes slid down, and the boy opened his bright and deep eyes.

Coming to his senses, he stood up and shook off the remaining snow from his clothes.

Looking around, all that could be seen was a vast expanse of white, with only the biting cold wind and the picturesque, pristine white snow-capped mountain in the distance as companions.

His pupils contracted involuntarily, and he took a few deep breaths to calm the shock in his heart.

Looking at her body again, I realized that her original clothes had been changed at some point. She was wearing a warm white windbreaker and a pair of snow boots.

"Ling."

no respond.

"Ling, are you there?"

I asked several more times, but still received no response.

Ling, who usually responded within a second, didn't respond this time, as if she had vanished into thin air.

A bad premonition rushed to the top of Mo Xie's head. With a thought, she tried to connect with the stars in her spiritual world.

But a strange thing happened: Xingzi, who was usually very obedient, was completely unresponsive, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep, and her entire brilliant mental world stopped functioning.

"Xingzi is not obeying my commands?! How is that possible?!"

Mo Xie was shocked and refused to believe it, so she continued to try to connect the star trails.

I tried connecting to each star in every system. I could clearly feel that their magical energy was abundant, but I just couldn't connect to them or awaken them.

Damn it, Ling isn't here, I can't cast any magic, and where the hell is this place?
An unprecedented sense of crisis swept over me; without sufficient means to protect myself, I felt completely insecure.

With a thought, Yama suddenly appeared out of thin air in his hand, which he gripped tightly, as if only in this way could he feel a little bit of security.

Fortunately, although magic cannot be cast, magical tools seem to be usable.

Carrying Yama, Moye looked around at her surroundings once more.

But apart from snow, there was nothing else special about it.

There are many snow-capped mountains in the world, and countless other environments like this, so he simply couldn't determine where he was.

"Now we can only take it one step at a time..."

Walking on the snow, the snow was clearly piled up very thickly, and it felt exceptionally firm and flat underfoot.

Moye walked cautiously through the white world, her expression tense, her eyes fixed on the front, as if afraid that some demon might jump out.

With his current combat power, he should be able to deal with a servant-level demon without using magic, but only one at a time.

If there were more demons, I would only become their food.

Fortunately, the Sharingan is still usable; it can even hypnotize demons at the Warrior General level, giving them enough time to escape.

Now all I can do is pray that I don't encounter any demons of the commander or monarch level, otherwise I won't be able to escape.

At that moment, there was a faint sound coming from behind the large rock to the left.

Although the commotion was very small, it was like a thunderbolt to Mo Xie, whose nerves were on high alert!

In an instant, he assumed a fighting stance, gripping the scabbard and hilt of the Yama sword tightly with both hands, his body slightly arched, and his legs exerting force simultaneously.

If the opponent is just a servant-level demon, then you should be ready to kill it at any time.

But if the other party is above the servant level, then I will not hesitate at all and will run away!

His Sharingan quietly activated, his gaze fixed on the large rock not far in front of him, his breathing gradually becoming heavy, as he had a premonition that the other party was slowly walking out.

With his waist slightly bent and legs slightly bent, he had already pulled out half of the Yama sword in his hand.

It's here...it's out!
Finally, a short, snow-white, furry leg emerged from behind the large rock. The only question was... why was this leg so short?
A fluffy, adorable creature hopped out on its short little legs.

A pair of large, bright eyes, as big as a cute pet's, blinked as the light shone through.

A pair of pointed, snow-white ears stood up out of curiosity, the little head tilted to one side, chubby, furry paws treading on the snow, and short but well-proportioned limbs, making it look like a pampered little cat.

However, its imposing silver whiskers and fierce stripes made it look completely different from the other cats, at least in terms of the aura it exuded, it was many levels above them.

So this is actually a... little tiger?

Mo Xie was prepared to face the impending danger, but what appeared was not a ferocious demon, but a cute and silly little tiger.

Looking at the little tiger with its pure white fur in front of him, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The little white tiger tilted its head, staring curiously at the human in front of it, wondering why someone else had appeared here.

After watching for a while, it suddenly let out a cute little cry, its big eyes sparkling. It then waddled over to Mo Xie's feet and grabbed his trouser leg with its two furry paws.

Holding onto the trouser leg wasn't enough; they wanted to climb even higher.

Mo Xie bent down, grabbed the little white tiger, and lifted it high in front of her.

He remained silent, staring at the white tiger cub that kept reaching out its claws to approach it, his mind racing with thoughts.

If the judgment is correct, the little white tiger in my hand is a descendant of the Heavenly Mark Sacred Tiger, and also a descendant of the Sacred Totem White Tiger.

The icy world I live in is the Tianshan Mountains of China!

There is a great deal of information and legends about totems. Many mages are unaware of the existence of totems, but there are many legends about snow tigers, white tigers, and heavenly tigers.

China has many powerful demon races, among which the Demon Tiger race stands at the very top. The most famous are the Dunhuang Demon Tiger, the Tianshan Demon Tiger, and the Kunlun Demon Tiger.

The Tianshan Demon Tiger and the Kunlun Demon Tiger are both quite powerful, while the Dunhuang Demon Tiger is not as strong as the former two, but it is still a terrifying existence.

The Tianshan Demon Tiger feeds on ice and snow, and most of them are completely white. Their majestic white fur stands out against the white snow, making them appear dignified and proud.

Among the Tianshan Demon Tiger clan, the Heavenly Mark Holy Tiger is the king!
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Mark Sacred Tiger has always been the rarest and most precious creature in the Tianshan Mountains. Let alone seeing its true form, even finding its footprints is a luxury.

Legend has it that the Celestial Tiger is very friendly to humans. It walks through the Tianshan Scar at the end of each autumn, and the first person it encounters will receive a gift from the Celestial Tiger. Therefore, some people believe that the Celestial Tiger may be an ancient totem.

Now that I know I've come to Tianshan, where are the three important people Ling mentioned?

Whenever Mo Xie recalled Ling's tone of voice at the time, he felt that something was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Eee-woo!"

The little white tiger barked and looked at Mo Xie, who was in a daze, with a puzzled expression.

Hearing the call, Moye snapped out of her thoughts, looked at the little white tiger in her hand again, and then placed it on the snow.

He gently patted its little head and spoke softly.

"Alright, hurry back to your mother's side, or she'll worry."

Mo Xie just wanted to leave as soon as possible. If the Heavenly Mark Holy Tiger found out that he had abducted its cub, he was afraid his life would be in danger.

But after taking only a few steps, I felt my trouser leg being pulled.

Looking down, I saw that the little white tiger had caught up with me at some point and was clinging to me with its two paws, refusing to let go.

He was helpless and put it aside again, but soon it caught up with him again.

Gazing into the little white tiger's big, watery eyes, Mo Xie finally gave in, sighed, and hugged it in his arms, stroking its soft fur.

"I really can't do anything with you, little guy. If your mother comes looking for you, you'd better protect your older brother."

The little white tiger happily rubbed its head against Mo Xie's cheek, then snuggled comfortably into his arms.

(End of this chapter)