Full-Time Magister: One System, One Forbidden Spell, the Strongest Divine Gift

Chapter 43 Summoning the Three Giants, the Name of Chen Yuan
Although the Summoning Department doesn't have as many members as the Fire Academy or the Light Academy, it is still quite full of talented people, with several hundred members.

When Chen Yuan announced his joining the Summoning System and publicly challenged the top 300 on the leaderboard, the entire main campus was shaken.

This once-famous figure who dominated the Qing Campus caused a huge stir as soon as he stepped into the main campus. His sharp and assertive demeanor made countless senior students involuntarily turn their attention to the direction of the Summoning Department.

"No wonder he was the man who ruled the Qing Campus back then," whispers rippled through the crowd.

Chen Yuan's show of force was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, its cold light shattering the usual tranquility of the main campus.

"Ha, you really think that just because you're a kingpin in the Qing Campus, you can run rampant in the main campus?"

An older student crossed his arms and sneered, "Which of those people on the list isn't at least a mid-level dual-elemental cultivator?"

Spirit seeds are standard equipment, not to mention the few monsters with innate talents.

To be honest, Chen Yuan's act is purely for show!

Several students watching nearby nodded in agreement, their faces showing a hint of schadenfreude, as if they couldn't wait to see him suffer a setback.

"You can't say that."

A senior student from the School of Optics and Electronics pondered, "To dare to challenge the entire list by oneself, that courage alone is frightening enough."

Regardless of the outcome, he's already incredibly strong to have come this far.

"That's it."

Someone nearby immediately chimed in, their tone lighthearted, "Anyway, he didn't challenge our School of Light. We're just watching the show!"

"Heh, if Chen Yuan really dares to challenge our School of Optics," a student from the School of Optics shook his head with a wry smile, "then we can only congratulate him on picking the easiest target."

A burst of self-deprecating laughter immediately erupted around them.

Although the School of Optical Engineering is one of the major departments on the main campus, the students' abilities vary greatly, and it is far less strong overall than the School of Fire and the School of Thunder.

"With Chen Yuan's strength, if he really wanted to challenge the rankings at the Light Academy..."

Another student stroked his chin and analyzed, "I'm afraid he'll sweep through the first challenge week and head straight for the top 100."

"There's nothing we can do. Our institute specializes in support and defense," someone said helplessly, spreading their hands. "When it comes to actual combat and attack, we are indeed a step behind other institutes."

This conversation drew nods of agreement from the surrounding students of the School of Light.

They gazed in the direction of the Summoning Department in the distance, their eyes filled with a hint of relief. Fortunately, Chen Yuan had chosen the Summoning Department this time, instead of their Light Academy.

"Never mind those things for now, I have firsthand information about Chen Yuan."

A senior student from the School of Light suddenly shook the jade slip in his hand mysteriously, a sly glint in his eyes.
"Just one fragment of a spirit seed, no deception whatsoever."

A chorus of boos immediately erupted from the crowd.

"Let me see!" a student grinned and leaned over. "A spirit seed fragment? I'll definitely take it next time!"

"Yes, yes, me too!" Someone nearby immediately chimed in, reaching out to snatch the jade slip.

The senior student from the School of Light hurriedly protected the jade slip, his face darkening: "??? You bunch of freeloaders!"

However, when they saw the contents of the jade slip, the scene immediately erupted in chaos.

[Chen Yuan's Profile]

Talent: ? ? ? (Possibly a special category)

Cultivation level: Peak of the mid-level in both Light and Summoning systems

Summoned creature: ? ? ? (Possibly mutated)
Record: Undefeated in the Qingdao Campus Tournament (including records of challenging opponents from higher levels)

"That's it?" A female student with a high ponytail stomped her feet in anger. "I spent a spirit seed fragment and got three question marks in return?"

The boy next to him, wearing glasses, pushed up his frames: "At least it confirms he's a peak mid-level dual-elemental cultivator."

"Bullshit!" Another burly student snatched the jade slip. "What's the difference between this intelligence and the free college newspaper distributed in the cafeteria? Give me my money back!"

The old man who sold information had long since vanished, leaving everyone staring blankly at the vague file. Suddenly, someone muttered, "Come to think of it, the fact that they could keep the information so tightly under wraps is quite telling, isn't it?"

This sentence suddenly quieted the noisy crowd.

As everyone stared at the glaring question mark on the jade slip, the noise gradually subsided, replaced by a subtle solemnity.

Cultivation level and battle record can be made public, but summoned creatures and talents are completely concealed.

This deliberate omission is more unsettling than any specific intelligence.

"The more someone hides themselves, the more dangerous they are," someone murmured.

The female student from the School of Optics, who had her hair tied in a high ponytail, also suppressed her anger and unconsciously stroked the edge of the jade slip with her fingertips: "The more vague the information, the greater the variables."

Without concrete information, we can't even begin to formulate a strategy.

The bespectacled boy next to him suddenly smiled wryly: "Have you guys noticed? After reading this 'information,' we're even less able to figure out his background than before."

A brief silence fell over the crowd.

This feeling of having a fishbone stuck in his throat was exactly the effect Chen Yuan wanted. He didn't need others to know everything about him; he only needed them to know that he was far more unpredictable than they imagined.

At the same time, on the other side.

"A challenge letter? Everyone gets one??" Summoning Master Hong Ling's eyes narrowed into slits.

"Yes, yes."

The student, clutching a thick stack of challenge letters, shrank back. The letters, bound in dark-patterned silk, at first glance resembled love letters from a brothel.

"Chen Yuan said that from the last seat to the first seat, not a single one can be missing."

Hong Ling suddenly chuckled, and the challenge letter snapped shut in her palm.

The shadows of the plane trees outside the department building slanted across her bright face, making her eyes, burning with fighting spirit, even more captivating.

"Interesting." A cluster of spiritual fire shot up from her fingertips, burning the challenge into swirling ashes.

Red Feather leaned lazily against the carved pillar, toying with a fragment of a smoldering challenge letter between her fingers, her fiery tail feathers swaying gently behind her: "It's been a long time since our department has been this lively."

Her red lips curved slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in her eyes. "I hope this junior can bring me some unexpected fun."

"I'm afraid he won't live to see the chief."

A cool, clear voice suddenly broke through, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

At the end of the corridor, a tall, elegant woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses was gently waving a challenge letter between two fingers.

Her silver-gray uniform was buttoned up meticulously, and her icy blue pupils behind her glasses seemed to be filled with cold stars.

Second in the Summoning category, White Frost.

She suddenly let go, letting the challenge letter fall to the ground.

Just as the paper was about to hit the ground, a snow owl covered in ice crystals appeared out of thin air, tearing the challenge letter to shreds with its sharp claws.

“The domain of the top three.” Ice crystal fragments reflected a faint, cold light beneath her feet. “This is not a place for children to play house.”

Just then, a soft laugh came from the corner.

A young man wearing a dark green cloak leaned lazily against the window, teasing a phantom butterfly with its entire body a deep blue color on his shoulder with his fingertips.

"Don't speak too confidently, Senior Bai Shuang."

He tilted his head, the butterfly wings casting shifting light and shadow on his face. "Do you think someone who dares to challenge the entire Summoning system would be an unprepared brute?"

Suddenly, the phantom butterfly flapped its wings, and the scattered phosphorescent powder outlined a blurry image of Chen Yuan's final battle at the Qing Campus in the air.

(End of this chapter)