Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

However, all 12 candidates for the Parthenon have now been murdered, leaving the position of goddess temporarily vacant.

—In other words, the child can never be brought back.

“The Black Beast Demon’s soul is enslaved, and the pain of the Ghost Acid Water will make him wish he were dead.” Lingling said earnestly, “Your son is in great pain, let him go peacefully.”

These words completely enraged Chen Ying, who pointed at Lingling and hysterically cursed, "You heartless bitch, if it were your own family member who died, would you still be so indifferent?"

Lingling clenched her fists, her small body trembling slightly.

Doesn't matter?

"Say whatever you want, Xu Fang."

From an angle where Lingling couldn't see, Xu Fang glanced at her with some pity, took a step forward, and drew a star map behind him.

Chen Ying is not weak. She comes from the Judgment Council and has reached the intermediate level in both fire and earth elements. In particular, she has a spirit seed embedded in her earth element, which can soften the soil.

This is why she was able to establish an underground "home".

—But standing opposite her was Xu Fang, so the outcome of the battle was no longer in doubt.

On the way back, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

“Chen Ying shouldn’t be held responsible. She did nothing wrong; she just wanted to protect her child,” Lingling said.

"Mm." Xu Fang nodded.

“We weren’t wrong either. The Black Beast Demon will become more and more ferocious over time. If Chen Ying doesn’t keep an eye on it, it will run out and eat people.” Lingling added, “Just like last time, Yu Dazhuang almost lost his life.”

The girl was being a bit long-winded, as if she was explaining things to Xu Fang, or as if she was trying to convince herself.

“Yes.” Xu Fang affirmed once again, and said softly, “You are not wrong, only the Black Vatican is wrong.”

Lingling fell silent. After returning to the Qingtian Hunting Grounds, she went straight to her room and took out a notebook from under her pillow.

On the title page of the notebook, the words "Qin Zhan" were written, the strokes bold and powerful.

"If it were your loved ones who died, would you still be so indifferent?" Chen Ying's curses from earlier that day still echoed in her ears.

"Dad..." Lingling's eyes filled with tears.

So much time has passed, and Lingling herself feels that she has become stronger and will no longer cry all night while hugging her blanket like before.

But today I saw Chen Ying and heard that for the sake of her child, she was willing to live like a rat in a stinking underground place and hide like a stray dog.

I also heard her cursing at me.

When she and her child were taken away by the trial committee, Chen Ying's hysterical fear and anger made Lingling tremble.

Ultimately, Lingling is still just a child.

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The Chen Ying incident did not cause much of a stir, and no media reporters came to report on it.

It seems that the higher-ups intentionally suppressed public opinion, since Chen Ying, as a judge, was breaking the law by abusing her power to privately harbor the Black Demon.

Even if the Black Demon is her son.

Qingtian Hunting Grounds also received the final payment from Yu Dazhuang. According to the previously agreed ratio, Xu Fang received 200,000 yuan.

For the next period of time, he did not participate in any more commissions from the Azure Sky Hunting Grounds, but instead settled down and began to cultivate.

Recently, although his cultivation speed has not slowed down, he still has more mouths to feed!

Four whole nebulae, these half-grown boys have eaten their fathers out of house and home, each one a major consumer of demonic energy.

Especially with the Parasitic Nebula, Xu Fang consciously gave the golden stars special treatment, always ensuring that their size exceeded that of the purple demon star.

When all the different things are averaged out across each department, Xu Fang doesn't actually have any more than the others.

Time flies, and once you're busy, it will pass in the blink of an eye. Half a year has passed in no time.

Everyone says that seclusion is like sleeping, and it will be over in the blink of an eye. Xu Fang, who has experienced it firsthand, says that this is all nonsense!

Diligence is the path to the Demon Mountain, and hard work is the boat to the boundless sea of ​​magic. This is the true truth of the magical world!

Therefore, if you put a poor student from your previous life into this world, they would most likely not become a powerful mage.

If you can't stand being alone, and you lack perseverance, you can't accomplish anything!

Xu Fang managed to persevere.

"Come on, eat more. You won't be able to eat this again even if you want to later," said Old Man Bao.

Lingling nodded vigorously, shoveling rice into her mouth as she held her bowl. The orange blossom shrimp on the table was her favorite.

Senior sister Leng Qing sat on the other side. Her eating manners were much more elegant, but she was not slow at all. In just a few bites, she had taken half of her sister's favorite food.

"Hey, hey, I'm talking to you, don't talk like I'm dead." Xu Fang said speechlessly, "I'm just going to university, and Mingzhu University isn't too far from the hunting grounds, is it?"

“Mingzhu Academy has school rules that require everyone to live on campus during the first semester, regardless of who they are.” Lingling, slightly annoyed that she lost the last shrimp to Leng Qing, said, “Would you be willing to cook dinner for me every day?”

“That’s absolutely impossible,” Xu Fang said without hesitation.

"That settles it then!" Lingling rolled her eyes, not at all surprised by Xu Fang's answer.

Leng Qing elegantly wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth and said, "Why do you have to go to this university? Wouldn't it be better to come directly to our trial?"

The threshold for the Lingyin Tribunal is very high, but if a genius like Xu Fang is interested, they will definitely agree with both hands!

Xu Fang shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, sister, but I still plan to take the college entrance exam."

Magic universities are different from magic high schools; they are truly vibrant and dazzling stages where you can learn far more than just simple magical knowledge.

For Xu Fang, who came from a self-taught background, things like formations, forging, and potions are treasures waiting to be discovered!

“Then I’ll reserve a spot for you. After you graduate, please consider joining our Lingyin Tribunal,” Leng Qing said.

"it is good!"

Xu Fang readily agreed.

He made the same promise to a large number of people, including Hua Zhanhong, Jiang Chong, and Shi Zheng.

I agreed, but I don't have to go. This isn't a dating relationship. Are you going to chop me into eight pieces with a machete?

"So, which department are you planning to apply to?" Old Bao asked.

"Light-based system, please." This was the result after Xu Fang had given it much thought.

Things are rare.

The Magic College Entrance Examination is also a process of natural selection, and countless young magicians with exceptional talent, strong backgrounds, and extraordinary diligence will emerge from all over the country.

In university entrance exams, academic achievements and skills are only considered basic requirements; students are mostly expected to demonstrate unique abilities that truly impress the examiners…

Light-type abilities are not uncommon, but offensive light-type abilities are extremely rare!

Otherwise, back then, the major powers in Yangcheng would have been so sure of winning over the second young master of the Zhao family with fluorescent spirit seeds.

Chapter 104 Special Recruitment Examination

In April, Shanghai is a vibrant city, with spring in full bloom and life thriving everywhere.

Pearl Academy.

The campus was bustling with activity today, with crowds of people everywhere you looked.

Outside the gate, on the food street, a pancake vendor asked curiously, "Brother, what event is going on at Mingzhu Academy today? Why are there so many people?"

"The college entrance exam."

The stall owner next door huffed and puffed as he skewered fried food, speaking without turning his head.

"The college entrance exam?" The pancake vendor was even more confused: "Isn't the college entrance exam still two months away?"

"You look like you're new to Mingzhu Academy. Let me tell you, our academy has two exams a year!"

"Twice? Dude, tell me about it."

The fried food vendor was tired, so he took off his gloves and said, as if he wanted to teach someone a lesson: "June is the regular college entrance examination, a nationwide unified examination that all graduating magicians can participate in."

"What about this time?"

"This is called a special recruitment exam. Those who take it are geniuses selected from among thousands, or at the very least, young masters from powerful families who have been given opportunities through resources. It's like the asparagus in your burrito—the very best of the best!"

"So that's how it is..."

The pancake vendor looked at the tall stack of ingredients in front of him and said with a troubled expression, "Then all this food was prepared for nothing? Everyone says that young masters and ladies eat demon meat three times a day, how could they possibly look down on our coarse food?"

"You do not understand!"

The fried food vendor snorted and pointed at the school gate with a hint of pride:

"This is Mingzhu Academy, where you could kill a whole bunch of young masters and ladies by throwing a brick here! Who's more noble than whom? When it's mealtime... Hmph, your stuff won't be enough to sell!"

The pancake vendor instinctively looked towards the school gate.

At this moment, countless luxury cars that he couldn't even name blocked the school gate like sausages, and countless upper-class people in suits rolled down their car windows and cursed.

These rich people are truly baffling.

"Boss, two wraps, please." Just then, a pleasant voice rang out.

"Come on in! There are some small chairs over there, please have a seat!"

When customers arrived, the crepe vendor immediately put aside his daydreams and started making crepes for them.

I must say, the guy who sells fried skewers was absolutely right.

The girl waiting for the wrap, with her demeanor, appearance, and clothing, is clearly a rich family's young lady—look, she even has a maid with her!

"Wow, so many people have come!"

Ai Tutu looked around, her eyes almost unable to take it all in: "This one's so handsome! That one's not bad either, and this one... Hehehe, which one should I choose?"

"TuTu, we're outside, you should behave yourself a bit," Mu Nujiao said helplessly.

Her best friend is usually very outgoing, but she gets all smitten whenever she sees a handsome guy.

Sometimes she just couldn't understand how someone from a top-tier family, who had met so many outstanding peers, could still be so unpicky about food.

Ai Tutu's explanation was perfectly justified.

"I never look at a boyfriend's cultivation level or his family background. He definitely can't beat my brother, and his family can't compare to mine. So, as long as he's handsome, that's all that matters!"