Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start

Demonic energy itself is a special kind of energy, or rather, it is the magical energy produced by the fusion of natural energy and Ximu's own demonic power.

Weather is a powerful force; it's not just about rain or snow.

While Ximu's direct combat strength is indeed the weakest among the eight demons, his influence on the real world through his authority over the sky is second only to Zhou Lan, who can pull the moon down!

Even those like Qin Yu'er, who could only cause snowfall, were already feared by the world. At his peak, Xi Mu could control the weather changes of the entire Earth!

Heavy rain, blizzards, thunderstorms, droughts, low temperatures, and all sorts of natural disasters—if you pick any one of them and let it last for a few years, guess what kind of monster the Earth would become?

He didn't want to be targeted by those people from the Holy City right now.

……

"Teacher, isn't that guy getting a little too cocky?"

On the other side, Pang Lai, who had failed to recruit an apprentice, was strolling through the streets of Bo City with his apprentice Jiang Yu.

"If a mere beginner mage is this arrogant, what will he be like in the future?" Jiang Yu said, somewhat displeased.

The chief mage of the palace personally traveled a long way to take on a disciple, and instead of being grateful, he agreed but refused. He really doesn't know what's good for him.

“Young people, you know.” Pang Lai smiled, not angry at all.

He could tell what concerns Lü Cheng had. The pressure in the capital was indeed great. That kid was still young, a prodigy, and it was normal for him to want to enjoy himself for a few years.

“Given his current condition, there’s nothing I can teach him right now. We can talk about it again in a couple of years,” Pang Lai said.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yu asked, puzzled.

“His mental strength has reached the third realm,” Pang Lai said.

"..."

"The third realm?!" Jiang Yu was completely dumbfounded.

"Are you serious?"

“Oh, no, not the third realm.” Pang Lai shook his head.

"He's about to break through to the fourth realm, and his mind-based talent is a bit exaggerated. He seems to have an innate ability to control others' emotions and thoughts at will, which is close to the talent of the Victim."

"Those whose mental strength is below his are basically no different from toys in front of him."

"..."

Jiang Yu stood there, stunned, his expression somewhat numb. "Third Realm? Mind-based? He's already at the mid-level?"

Pang Lai nodded. "Based on my nebula perception of him when I tested him today, those three nebulae have all reached at least the second level of the mid-tier strength."

"Three nebulae?" Jiang Yu was a little overwhelmed.

Just how many special talents does this guy have?

“Yes.” Pang Lai sighed softly.

"Fire magic, summoning magic, and mind magic—to be able to cultivate at this level simultaneously at such a young age is truly remarkable..."

Floating? If he had that kind of talent when he was young, he would have floated too.

Chapter 42 A Blend of Good and Evil

……

Several days later, on the top floor of the Yinmao Building.

The once clear sky gradually darkened, with dark clouds gathering, seemingly preparing for a heavy rain.

"Old Luo, are you sure this thing will work?"

Lu Cheng looked at the strange green liquid in the transparent cup with a strange expression.

During his previous wilderness training, he brought back some of the Frenzy Spring, intending to try and make an antidote for it.

The Holy Lord is now suffering from dementia and has no idea how to concoct potions, so he had no choice but to bring Lope out again.

He can use the magic of all twelve spells now, but the consumption is different for each spell, since he doesn't have the infinite magic power of the demons.

The most energy-consuming item is the rat talisman that transforms stillness into motion. The stronger the object being transformed, the more energy is consumed. Moreover, after he resurrects Lope, he will serve as Lope's "energy system".

The original Rat Talisman was based on the Holy Lord's demonic energy and possessed almost limitless energy, so there was no need to consider how much energy the activated object would consume. But he couldn't do that; he didn't have any near-limitless energy yet.

“It should be fine,” Lopez said.

"The spring water you gave me is like a stimulant, while this stuff I made is like a tranquilizer. It should neutralize it."

"But how am I supposed to handle such a small amount?" Lu Cheng shook the small water cup.

The rain will need to cover the entire city of Bocheng soon, so what's the use of just a small cup?

Lopez looked speechless. "What I made is a magical potion, activated with a spell, not something you can just spray around randomly."

"Uh..." Lü Cheng looked embarrassed. "How do I use it?"

Lopez took the potion with a helpless expression. "I think you should learn some righteous magic and the fighting style of Saint Seiya from me, instead of being completely clueless like this."

He doesn't belong to this world, and since he's connected to Lü Cheng's righteous energy, he can't act too much. Otherwise, it would disrupt the pact Lü Cheng made with the demons, and even cause new troubles, leading to a greater disaster.

Saint Seiya cannot sacrifice the greater future for the sake of immediate gains.

He could only do his best to teach this young Saint how to fight, as a Saint, rather than relying on the power of demons.

He knew that power itself was neither good nor evil, but the power of demons was different!

Demons are called demons because they embody the darkness of the world. The power of demons is boundless because human desires and evil thoughts are boundless!

Humans who use the power of demons will inevitably be devoured and turned into the minions of demons, because humans cannot resist those dark desires, which are inherent in them.

The power of the devil will amplify those things infinitely, turning them into slaves of desire, slaves of the devil.

Protected by the aura of an immortal god, Lu Cheng was unable to forcibly interfere with the power of the demons. But now, he deliberately opened his mind and allowed those powers to enter his body.

Despite the protection of the Yin-Yang balance contract, he still had a bad feeling...

Tick ​​tock!

The rain intensified, and soon the air in the entire city of Bo was filled with the torrent of rainwater.

"Why don't you just stop this disaster?" Lope asked, puzzled.

Lu Cheng had already told him about the disaster that was about to happen in the city: an experiment by an evil organization, and many people would die here.

He intended to destroy this evil organization, but Lü Cheng stopped him.

"Disasters don't disappear, they just shift." Lü Cheng sat on the edge of the rooftop, holding an umbrella.

"If I completely destroy this experiment, the Dark Vatican will move the experiment to another city."

Destroying Bo City was not the goal; it was an experiment, a rehearsal for the official operation in the ancient capital. If Ye Chang did not achieve the desired effect, she would definitely try again in another city.

Where to change to?

he does not know.

He has no special feelings for this city, nor for its people, so he wouldn't let another unknown city bear the burden of this disaster for Bo City just to save the people here.

In fact, if he had to choose, he might prefer Ye Chang.

This doesn't mean he can't distinguish right from wrong; he just doesn't care.

He knew Ye Chang was crazy, and he knew her hands were covered in blood, but what did that have to do with him?

Ye Chang treats him very well.

Regardless of her purpose or reason, Ye Chang was indeed very good to him.

He couldn't bring himself to betray his own family for the greater good.

He helps whoever is good to him.

But he couldn't bear to watch the city be destroyed by Ye Chang.

He couldn't bear to watch these innocent people die before his eyes. He didn't know where his sense of justice came from, even though justice had never paid any attention to him.

It's a struggle.

He had been struggling for a long time.

He felt his mind was noisy, filled with many conflicting voices. Some voices urged him to save the world at all costs, while others told him to ignore this world that didn't need saving...

“Lu Cheng!” Lope’s expression tightened.

"No! Stop! Don't activate the Tiger Talisman Spell!"

"It's so noisy..." Lu Cheng lowered his head, seemingly not hearing Luo Pei's voice, and a tiger pattern with two heads appeared faintly in his eyes.

"Stop!" Lope, who was casting a potion spell, couldn't get away and could only hope that her voice would have some effect.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

The two energies of Yin and Yang began to emanate from the depths of Lü Cheng's soul, the power of the demon and the power of the god intertwined endlessly.

Good thoughts and evil thoughts, a constant struggle.

"Enough!" Lu Cheng covered his head, and the tiger talisman pattern in his eyes suddenly shattered.