Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start

With Ximu's adjustment, in less than a minute, the hailstones the size of small glass beads turned into ice balls the size of ping-pong balls.

Not wanting to get hit on the head, Ye Xinxia quickly went back inside, and Ximu also returned to the doorway.

"How could this happen..." Ximu was a little confused.

It should be snowing at this temperature, right?

Why is it hailing?

"Is it possible that, since it's summer now, if you manipulate the temperature to drop suddenly at high altitude, it could easily cause hail?" Ye Xinxia guessed.

“Brother Acheng explained this principle to me before.”

"Really?" Ximu scratched his head.

"That shouldn't be the case. I used to be able to control it easily..."

"Um, when are you talking about the past?" Ye Xinxia had a bad feeling.

"About five thousand years ago," Ximu estimated.

He hasn't been able to control the weather since he was cast into hell.

It seems I've indeed become rusty...

“Um, Mr. Ximu, why don’t you… stop the hail outside for a moment?” Ye Xinxia interrupted Ximu’s recollection.

The hailstones are getting bigger and bigger!

It's almost the size of a fist!

If this hits someone, they'll die!

Chapter 41 The next generation is terrible

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"Yo!"

"The Heavenly Demon is truly awesome!"

"You're having a good time with the hail, aren't you?"

Lu Cheng stared at Xi Mu, who was squatting opposite him with a guilty look on his face, with a dark expression.

He was supposed to graduate tonight, but after having dinner with Tang Yue, on the way to the hotel, it suddenly started hailing!

It's getting heavier and heavier!

Depend on!

He possessed half of Ximu's Heavenly Demonic Qi, and at that time he clearly sensed that Ximu was up to something!

He had already intervened forcefully and stopped the hail, but less than a minute later, this guy started again!

Hailstones the size of a fist!

If he doesn't come back soon, this guy might just start hailing the size of basketballs!

"This really was an accident!" Ximu said in a panic.

"I was planning for it to snow, but... somehow, it hailed instead."

He used to be able to control the weather at will, but he really didn't expect this to happen.

This has never happened to him before. Could it be that he has dementia like the Holy Lord?

"Why are you making it snow?" Lu Cheng asked.

"Brother Acheng, it's me who wants to see it," Ye Xinxia said guiltily.

"Oh." Lü Cheng nodded.

"Then be more careful next time."

"..." Ximu.

I knew it!

You've chosen the right person to latch onto!

Life isn't about fighting and killing; it's about understanding human relationships and navigating social interactions!

If he can make this girl happy, he won't have to worry about Lu Cheng getting angry and sending him back to hell!

He'd rather be here comforting children than become an idiot in hell!

"Brother Cheng, why are you back so late tonight?" Ye Xinxia asked in surprise.

"Is something wrong?"

"I met an old man." Lü Cheng sat down.

"They said they saw that I had extraordinary bones and exceptional talent, and planned to take me as their disciple and pass on their divine skills to me. They thought that when I one day rule the world, they could earn the title of Imperial Tutor and have no regrets in this life."

"..."

"Brother Acheng, you haven't run into a scammer, have you?" Ye Xinxia asked with a strange expression.

Are there still scammers these days who use this kind of opening line to fool people?

“He’s not a fraud, he’s really capable.” Lü Cheng took out the business card that Pang Lai had given him and handed it to Ye Xinxia.

"look."

Ye Xinxia accepted the business card with some skepticism.

"..."

"Pang Lai?" Ye Xinxia was stunned.

"That Pomley from the textbook?"

The chief court mage of the Palace Magic Association, one of the top three summoning mages in the world, and one of the top ten holy-level mages in the country.

Lu Cheng shrugged. "It's Pang Lai from the textbook."

After leaving the Mu family manor in the afternoon, he and Tang Yue originally planned to have some meat, but they had only walked a few steps when they encountered an old man.

Pang Lai, the Pang Lai from the textbook.

I heard he created Yalong, so I came all the way from the capital to take on apprentices.

According to Tang Yue, the reason he was able to remain so peaceful in Bo City for the past two years was that he was neither coerced nor bribed, nor was he assassinated or attacked. Apart from the fact that she had secretly warned him in the name of the Tribunal, the pressure from the powerful families in the capital was actually all thanks to this semi-forbidden spell mage.

A genius in the summoning system, this is clearly Pang Lai's destined disciple. Anyone who dares to touch her is going against the Palace Magic Association.

To be honest, he was somewhat surprised by Pang Lai's attitude.

He seems to have underestimated Yalong's influence.

While there are beings in Europe who can summon or contract dragons, this is almost always only possible after reaching a high or even super-high level, because their mental strength cannot sustain it.

For a novice summoner like him to successfully summon a wyvern on his very first attempt, no one would believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes.

"Brother Acheng, so you're Pang Lai's apprentice now?" Ye Xinxia asked happily.

Pang Lai, this is someone from textbooks, one of the top three summoning mages in the world!

“No, I didn’t agree to him.” Lü Cheng shook his head.

Ye Xinxia was taken aback. "Why?"

"Tired." Lü Cheng leaned back.

“If you become his apprentice, you have to go to the capital. I took you there a few years ago, and it was no fun at all.”

For ordinary people, the capital city is both prosperous and the safest place.

But for a mage, the pressure there is unimaginable.

He must have died from overwork in his past life, and he doesn't want to experience that kind of high-pressure teaching environment again in this life.

Anyway, he's practically immortal now, so even if he encounters an enemy he can't face, he still has a shameless way to escape.

Hide in hell!

Thanks to the Holy Lord's actions, he can now use the Pure Yang Sword to send himself to hell!

And you can come out anytime!

In other words, hell is now a safe house that he can enter at any time.

The safety issues he was most worried about before are no longer a concern, so there's no need for him to cultivate day and night like before.

Striving is for a better time to relax.

Now that he can lie down, there's no need for him to go to a godforsaken place like the capital and compete with those arrogant young masters for women.

"By the way, you absolutely mustn't mess with the weather anymore," Lu Cheng said, looking at Xi Mu.

“The old man from Bocheng is a semi-forbidden spellcaster with very strong mental power. If he senses that you can control the weather at will, I’m afraid I’ll be treated like a protected animal for research.”

A semi-forbidden spellcaster's mental power can sense abnormal energy fluctuations!