Full-Time Magister: The Ruler of Wind and Rain

The next morning. Bocheng Bus Station.

The bus engine emitted a deep, rumbling sound. A plume of black smoke billowed from the exhaust pipe, causing the bus to shake violently.

Wang Yu sat in the last row by the window.

He pulled the brim of his baseball cap down low, covering most of his face.

The carriage reeked of a mixture of cheap perfume and instant noodles. Most of the passengers were drowsy.

The bus slowly drove out of the station and merged into the traffic on the main road.

Wang Yu's gaze swept across the buildings on both sides of the street through the car window. Several people wearing gray jackets stood on the street corner, their eyes glancing towards the bus intentionally or unintentionally.

Grey-robed followers of the Black Vatican.

As expected, that old fox Mu He sent people to watch him get into the car. With an investment of five million, they needed to make sure this prey had truly left Bo City.

Wang Yu leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The bus drove out of the city, passed through the toll station, and began to enter the winding mountain road.

The buildings along the road gradually thinned out, replaced by dense forests and steep cliffs.

The light inside the carriage flickered.

Wang Yu opened his eyes and glanced at the location on his phone.

It is less than three kilometers away from the barren mountains surrounding Xuefeng Mountain Station.

The entrance to a tunnel appeared ahead.

The bus entered the tunnel. The interior of the bus instantly darkened, with only a few dim overhead lights remaining on.

Right now.

Wang Yu's fingers gripped the plastic clips on the car window.

work hard.

A soft "click" was completely drowned out by the snoring of the passenger in front.

The car window was pushed open.

In the spiritual world, the cyan wind-elemental stars instantly connected to form a dazzling star trail.

Wind Track · Flash Step.

A cyan aura instantly enveloped Wang Yu's body. Like a weightless fish, he darted out of the car window.

The car windows closed again, propelled by the airflow.

Wang Yu's body traced an arc in mid-air.

The wind element lifted him up, offsetting the enormous inertia brought about by high-speed travel.

He landed on his feet and rolled three times in the drainage ditch at the edge of the tunnel to dissipate the final impact.

The bus's taillights gradually disappeared into the depths of the tunnel.

Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, no one noticed that a passenger was missing from the last row.

Wang Yu got up, dusted off his hands, climbed over the tunnel fence, and disappeared into the desolate mountains, quickly leaving the safe zone on both sides of the road.

He glanced at the calendar; there were still ten days until the bloodbath in Bo City.

These ten days must be used well. Wang Yu made a plan in his mind: on the one hand, continue to search for the magic arrays set up by the Black Vatican in the suburbs of Bo City and mark them; on the other hand, explore the possible directions of the demons attacking the city and choose the best location to snipe and intercept them; finally, without attracting the attention of the Black Vatican, hunt down as many demons as possible in the suburbs of Bo City.

Alright, that's the plan. Even though I'm just a mid-level mage, my efforts in hunting demons are still insignificant in improving the overall situation, at least killing one more now means one less demon attacking Bo City later.

Let's just do it this way, but in the days to come, we'll have to endure the elements again. Wang Yu chuckled self-deprecatingly.

………………

Outside the Xuefeng Mountain post station, deep in the desolate mountains of the eastern suburbs.

A night breeze rustled through the treetops, the leaves whispering and whispering. Wang Yu crouched on a thick tree branch. He wore a greyish-black nightsuit, most of his body hidden in the dense shadows of the tree canopy.

Thirty meters below, on an open ground, a one-eyed wolf was gnawing on the carcass of an unknown beast.

This beast was the size of a small car. Its entire body was covered in stiff, gray bristles like steel needles. Its single eye, taking up half its face, was bloodshot and emitted a sinister green light in the darkness. Its massive jaws opened and closed, its sharp fangs easily crushing the bones of its prey with a sickening crunch. Foul-smelling saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth, sizzling and rising in wisps of white smoke as it hit the moss-covered rocks.

Wang Yu stared at the demonic wolf. His fingers twitched slightly.

In the realm of the mind, a crimson fire nebula began to rotate.

The first star lit up. Then came the second, the third. The seven stars quickly connected to form a bright star trail.

Wang Yu didn't pause. His current goal was to master intermediate-level magic. The moment the first star trail was completed, the second star trail immediately followed.

The surrounding air temperature suddenly rose. The edges of the leaves began to curl and turn yellow.

The one-eyed wolf stopped chewing. Its massive single eye snapped upwards. Its wild instincts told it a deadly threat. The muscles in its hind legs tensed instantly, its powerful claws digging deep into the earth, preparing to leap.

late.

Forty-nine fire-element stars intertwined in Wang Yu's palm to form a complex and magnificent crimson star map.

"Fierce Fist - Heaven-Shattering!"

Wang Yu shouted in a low voice. He pulled his right arm back and swung it downwards sharply.

boom!

A massive fireball, over two meters in diameter, roared out from his fist. The raging fire element tore through the air, leaving a long trail of flame, and slammed straight into the one-eyed demon wolf on the ground.

The wolf let out a mournful howl. It tried to dodge to the side.

Wang Yu spread his five fingers on his left hand and pressed down hard.

A brown light flickered. Earth elemental spell, low-level: Earth Wave - Trap.

The hard rock beneath the wolf's feet suddenly became as soft as a swamp. Its hind legs, which had just exerted force, sank directly into it, causing it to lose its balance and fall heavily to the ground.

The next second, a fierce punch landed with a bang.

The deafening explosion shook the mountains and forests. The blinding flash of fire illuminated the night sky for a radius of a hundred meters.

The raging flames instantly engulfed the one-eyed wolf's massive body. The intense heat vaporized its fur and burned through its tough hide. The acrid smell of burning flesh mingled with the earthy stench, spreading outwards.

The wolf rolled and struggled violently in the sea of ​​fire. It crashed into several large trees, snapped them in half, and finally collapsed to the ground, twitching a few times before falling completely still.

Wang Yu leaped down from the tree. Wind magic supported his body, allowing him to land steadily on the scorched ground.

He walked to the wolf's corpse. The intense heat still scorched the air. A wisp of emerald green light rose from the charred remains.

Wang Yu took out the necromancer vessel. The green light was drawn in and entered the vessel.

"A servant-level spirit is better than nothing." He stuffed the necromancer back into his pocket.

The combination of fire and earth magic is becoming increasingly smooth, which is a good thing. Using ground waves to restrict movement and then unleashing devastating blows with Fierce Fist is an extremely effective tactic against these mindless, servant-level demons. The only drawback is the high mana consumption—no, the high mana cost. Fierce Fist is, after all, a mid-level spell, and with Wang Yu's newly acquired mid-level mana level, casting four or five Fierce Fists would deplete his mana.

It seems I still need to practice casting Fireball. Beginner magic is quite important, Wang Yu muttered to himself.

But having things on his mind doesn't mean his senses become dulled.

Wang Yu raised his head, his gaze sweeping into the dark depths of the woods.

His Wind Domain remained constantly activated. No subtle movement of the air within a hundred meters could escape his perception.

Just moments before the Fierce Fist exploded, he sensed an extremely unnatural pause in the airflow to his left rear.

Someone is spying on him.