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

Chapter 59 Chen Yuan's Thoughts, Meeting with High-Ranking Officials in the Capital
imperial capital.

director's office.

The first thing Chen Yuan did upon returning to the capital was to seek out Dean Songhe.

"Dean Songhe, you owe me an explanation, don't you? How could you tell Lu Nian, that murderer, where the students were going to train? I think you've been too comfortable in your position as dean."

Chen Yuan looked at Song He with a smile.

It felt so good, especially having caught the other person red-handed.

If he doesn't extort that old bastard Songhe to death, he'll share Songhe's surname today!

"I admit that I was wrong in this matter."

Song He looked at Chen Yuan with a bitter expression.

He was indeed wrong in this matter. He never expected that Lu Nian, that madman, would actually want to kill all those children. If Lu Nian had succeeded...

He's probably out of a job as the dean of the university in the capital.

In order to prevent things from escalating too much, the only option now is to offer Chen Yuan some benefits to keep him quiet.

"Tell me, how do you want to handle this?"

“Resources.” Chen Yuan held up one finger. “A considerable amount of resources will be given to these trainees as compensation. If I hadn’t been cautious and insisted on going with them, they would probably all be dead.”

Dean Songhe breathed a sigh of relief. He had originally thought that Chen Yuan would make an exorbitant demand for resources to support his cultivation.

I never expected him to care so much about his students; he's truly a role model for us all.
"Of course, that's no problem. Every student who participates in this training will receive a set of valuable Kai magic tools and five million in funds, in my personal capacity!"

"I haven't finished yet," Chen Yuan interrupted Song He as he continued.

"Is it not enough?" Song He frowned slightly, as if he sensed that things were developing in a bad direction.
"Of course not!" Chen Yuan said seriously.

"The students' resources have been compensated, but what about mine? If I hadn't gone along specifically this time, and hadn't fought with that guy Lu Nian for hundreds of rounds before I could finally take him down..."

I almost suffered internal injuries. Here's what we'll do. I don't need much: five hundred fire-elemental spirit seed fragments, ten fire-elemental spirit seeds, five soul seeds, and two spirit stones.

"???"

Songhe's eyes widened.

Why don't you listen to what you're actually saying?

Five hundred fire-type spirit seed fragments and ten spirit seeds—he gritted his teeth and accepted this loss, swallowing it in silence. He never expected Chen Yuan to…

They actually demanded five Soul Seeds and two Mind Stones from him?!

"Impossible! I can only compensate you with two hundred spirit seed fragments and ten fire-type spirit seeds. As for anything beyond that, don't even think about it!" Song He refused without even considering it.

A single Soul Seed without an attached domain costs three or four hundred million, and there are five of them! That's one thing, but they even want Mind Stones?!
Each of these things, no bigger than the palm of your hand, would cost at least a billion. Where is he going to find so many?

"Dean Songhe, you have no reason to bargain. Either give me the resources, or I'll just tell everyone about this. I don't care how many people are affected."

Chen Yuan did not indulge Song He.

Song He's eyes widened immediately.

“I don’t have that many resources. I can get you a fire-type soul seed, but as for spirit stones, you, as a dimensional mage, should know how rare they are.”

Dean Songhe backed down to avoid escalating the situation.

Chen Yuan suddenly chuckled and tapped five dents into the charred tabletop with his fingertips.

"Five Soul Seeds—"

“I can be merciful and refuse the stone.”

"That's the bottom line."

Songhe slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, the overwhelming pressure of the super-level mage causing the crystal chandelier to clang.

"Do they really want to fight to the death?!"

Chen Yuan suddenly leaned closer, his nose almost touching Dean Songhe's twitching cheek:
"how?"

"Does Dean Songhe also want to emulate Lu Nian?" "Play the murder-to-cover-the-cover trick?"

"Click!"

The scepter of the pine crane suddenly rolled to the ground.

He staggered back into his seat, all his imposing manner instantly dissipating.

"Fine, fine, fine. This is the first time I've ever seen such a eloquent young man in all my years." Songhe was amused by his words. "Five soul seeds, give me some time."

Chen Yuan is completely unpredictable and won't listen to reason or pressure.

Unfortunately, this guy has many powerful figures standing behind him; he's someone you can't afford to offend, absolutely not someone you can afford to offend.
“Three months, I’ll give you three months,” Chen Yuan said.

“Okay, three months.” This time, Songhe did not refuse.

Seeing that Chen Yuan was about to leave, he spoke up in time. This time, Song He did not make sarcastic remarks, but gave Chen Yuan a warning:

"Chen Yuan!"

“It’s not necessarily a good thing for young people to be too ambitious.”

"In all my years, I've seen far too many geniuses like you."

"In the end, they all fell because of their own sharpness."

Chen Yuan paused slightly in front of the door.

The sunlight made his tall, slender figure appear even more aloof.

"Dean Songhe."

Instead of worrying about me

"Why not think more about how to gather those five soul seeds within three months?"

He raised his hand and pushed open the door, and a gentle breeze swept in, carrying fallen leaves with a whoosh.

"Truly stubborn and incorrigible." Songhe shook his head.

I left Dean Songhe's office.

"Brother, you're out! How did things go?"

Zhou Min was leaning against a gilded pillar, playing with the ends of her hair, when she saw Chen Yuan step out of the dean's office. She immediately jumped up to greet him like a happy little deer.

"Brother~!"

She affectionately took Chen Yuan's arm, her almond-shaped eyes gleaming with slyness, "Did you rip off that old fox and leave him with nothing?"

Chen Yuan chuckled and lightly flicked Zhou Min's smooth forehead with his finger:

"Five million each, plus a set of custom-made armor and magic tools, is quite a hefty sum for Dean Songhe."

"Five million!" Zhou Min's mouth dropped open.

Five million? He would have needed to take on at least dozens or even hundreds of missions to earn that! He never expected to earn five million just by going out for training.

Just as my brother said, it really is true.

The magician's money came quickly, but it also went away quickly.

The higher the level, the more funds are required for cultivation. Five million is enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for a lifetime, but for a mage...
It's not even enough for half a spirit seed.

"Shall we go back now?" Zhou Min asked again.

"You should go back first. I need to stay in the capital for a while longer. Once you get back to Mingzhu, be sure to cultivate diligently. If you feel you've reached a bottleneck, then go find Dean Xiao."

He promised to let you go inside the Three-Step Pagoda once.

Chen Yuan spoke.

He's finished ripping off Dean Songhe, but he hasn't yet made a killing off those big shots in the capital.

How could he miss such a great opportunity?
With the protection of the scapegoat clan, even if the emperor came, he would still make a fortune!
(End of this chapter)