Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 224 Fighting for all that is good in the world!

The next morning

Wang Feng then brought the magic diagrams he had drawn overnight to Zhangtai Palace.

"Your Majesty, this is the astral magic system of later generations." Wang Feng respectfully presented the diagrams.

Ying Zheng had just finished the morning court session, and had not yet changed out of his black dragon robe.

He took the map with a slight look of surprise: "It's done so quickly?"

His slender fingers gently unfurled the scroll. At first, he browsed it casually, but gradually, his brows furrowed slightly, and he slowed down his reading speed.

As the last volume of the diagrams was closed, Ying Zheng's deep gaze fixed on Wang Feng: "Only these six systems?"

As a powerful being who simultaneously mastered both spatial and chaotic elements, he naturally perceived the deficiency.

"The complete system has a total of nineteen systems," Wang Feng said frankly, "seven elemental systems, four dimensional systems, and four black magic systems each."

He paused for a moment, then said, "I only brought out these six elemental magics, firstly because they are easy to awaken, and secondly because I don't want to have too much of an impact on future generations. The rest, I'll leave to future generations to explore on their own."

A hint of admiration flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

He certainly understands this principle.

As an emperor, he also needed to preserve some unique skills and leave room for future generations to develop them.

"Very good." Ying Zheng carefully put away the map. "At the midday court session, you will accompany me to the palace."

As his dragon robe fluttered, he turned and walked towards the inner hall, his back looking exceptionally tall and straight in the morning light.

Wang Feng gazed in the direction Ying Zheng had left and let out a soft breath.

After the midday court session today, the magical civilization of this era will turn a new page.

……

At 3:45 PM, in the main hall of Xianyang Palace.

When Wang Feng followed Ying Zheng out of the rear hall, the entire court was immediately abuzz with excitement.

The jade tablets in the hands of the civil officials trembled slightly, and the armor of the military officers made a soft clinking sound. Everyone looked at the unfamiliar face that had suddenly appeared with surprise and uncertainty.

"My beloved ministers," Ying Zheng said, his black dragon robe fluttering, and the hall immediately fell silent enough that the dripping of the water clock could be heard. "This Mr. Wang Feng beside me possesses extraordinary skills. From this day forward, he shall be appointed as the Grand Preceptor of Qin, in charge of teaching."

The moment the words were spoken, the court erupted in uproar.

A high priest with blood-red sacrificial markings on his face, whose gender was ambiguous, stepped out of the ranks, swinging a necklace of animal bones: "Your Majesty! What virtue or ability does this man possess?"

Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, remaining silent, only glancing sideways at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng understood, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

A flash of silver light!

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, Wang Feng's figure suddenly vanished.

The next second, his slender fingers were already gripping the high priest's throat, and the crimson flames rising from his palms made the inscriptions on the priest's face look eerily bright.

"You are questioning His Majesty?" Wang Feng's voice was terrifyingly soft.

The high priest's Adam's apple bobbed, and his body trembled slightly beneath his ceremonial robes.

The entire court gasped in astonishment—this was actually a spell cast with bare hands!

No ritual implements needed! No incantations needed!

Wang Feng surveyed his ministers, his gleaming white teeth faintly visible in the firelight: "If any of you have objections," he said, as the flames in his palm suddenly surged, "please speak freely."

"Your Majesty, we will obey your command!" All the officials prostrated themselves, their foreheads touching the ground.

Wang Feng contentedly put away the flickering flames in his palm and nodded slightly to Ying Zheng.

The courtiers in the hall were still immersed in the shock of what had just happened, and even their breathing was deliberately made lighter.

"Kingly Preceptor, please speak freely as you wish to impart your knowledge." Ying Zheng's voice echoed in the hall.

Wang Feng cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, magical awakening requires one to be at least sixteen years old, with the optimal training period between sixteen and thirty. I humbly request that several sixteen- and eighteen-year-old youths be selected." Ying Zheng waved his dragon sleeve and said, "Go and make the arrangements immediately."

Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall.

The ministers looked at each other, but none of them dared to voice their doubts.

About half an hour later, ten young men and women were led into the hall.

Among them were commoners and noblemen, but most surprisingly, Crown Prince Fusu was also present.

"Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty." Fusu bowed respectfully, his blue robes standing out prominently in the hall.

Upon seeing this, the other boys hurriedly followed suit and knelt down.

Ying Zheng raised his hand to indicate, "Rise." He then looked at Wang Feng and said, "I'll hand him over to the Grand Preceptor."

Wang Feng took out the mysterious Awakening Compass and embedded a radiant elemental stone.

His gaze fell on Fusu: "Your Highness, please place your hand on the compass and close your eyes to concentrate."

Fusu nervously swallowed and stretched out his hand in full view of everyone.

Wang Feng smiled helplessly and used his mental magic to soothe Fusu's tension.

With his guidance, the Awakening Stone suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, enveloping Fusu entirely.

A gasp of surprise rang out in the hall, and even Ying Zheng involuntarily leaned forward.

Within the radiance, countless elements could be vaguely seen flowing around Fusu, eventually converging into a crimson light.

Wang Feng put away the Awakening Compass, a gratified smile on his face: "Congratulations, Your Highness, you have awakened extremely pure fire-type stardust."

He lightly tapped his finger, and seven crimson stars swirled around Fusu. "Given time, he will surely achieve great things."

Fusu stared blankly at Wang Feng: "Fire-type Stardust?"

"This is my unique Star Magic system." Wang Feng waved his sleeve, and seven stars arranged in a mysterious trajectory in the air. "They are divided into five realms: Stardust, Nebula, Galaxy, Star Sea, and Star Universe."

As he explained, the starry sky began to evolve:
Seven stars outline the "fire-like" star trails (stardust).
Forty-nine stars coalesce to form a star map (nebula) resembling a "fierce fist".
Three hundred and forty-three stars reveal the constellational phantom (galaxy) of the "Heavenly Fire Funeral".
Two thousand and forty-one stars emerge, forming the outline of the star palace (Sea of ​​Stars) of the "Gate of Inferno".
When the demonstration reached the Star Realm, Wang Feng paused slightly: "As for Star Constellation level magic," he shook his head, "I haven't reached the Star Realm yet, so I can't fully demonstrate it."

Even so, the hall was already in an uproar.

The intense elemental fluctuations caused the bronze lampstand to begin to melt, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the jade tablets of the courtiers.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wang Feng nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the remaining nine boys and girls, whose eyes were filled with longing.

"Then let's continue," Wang Feng said with a smile, holding the Awakening Compass.

……

Two weeks later, in a small border town of Daqin.

Shaka held the rough earthenware teacup, the scalding tea reflecting her worried face. "I wonder how my teacher is doing now," she murmured softly.

The research team sat around a simple tea stall. For the past two weeks, the language barrier had made things very difficult for them, until yesterday when they finally confirmed that they had actually arrived in ancient China.

Suddenly, panicked shouts came from afar: "Oh no! The fire giants and the king of the Titan Empire are attacking us!"

Why was our town chosen?

Feng Zhoulong suddenly stood up, and his blue wind wings unfolded with a "whoosh".

He leaped into the air, but the moment he saw the enemy clearly, he was struck dumb: "It's Apollo and Su Lu!"

Saga's teacup shattered on the ground with a "crash".

Without hesitation, she activated the angelic soul embryo, its holy light shining brightly in the quaint town: "Teacher Feng, let's go first!"

"And what about you?" Feng Zhoulong asked anxiously.

The girl tied up her long violet hair, and her fourteen wings of light fully unfurled, forming a dazzling halo behind her.

She turned back with a determined smile: "Of course, it's to fight for all the good things in the world."

(End of this chapter)