Full-Time Magister: A Unique Divine Gift, A Fusion of Magical Systems!

Shao Peiyu doesn't own any magic stone mines, and each purchase costs a fortune, which is unsustainable in the long run. He must find a way to build his own magic stone mine to fundamentally solve the problem.

"Let's put the magic stone mine aside for now," Shao Peiyu stood up. "Find out which auction house in Shanghai sells Soul Vessels. I need to get one as soon as possible."

He didn't want to waste any more demon essences he found in the future. With the Soul Vessel, he could earn a considerable income from hunting demons.

Just as the assistant was about to respond, Shao Peiyu's phone suddenly rang.

Caller ID: Uncle Shao Zheng.

Shao Peiyu's eyes narrowed slightly as he pressed the answer button.

"Xiaoyu," came Shao Zheng's steady voice from the other end of the phone, "come to the Magic Association at seven o'clock tonight. There's a small banquet for foreign guests, and they specifically asked you to attend and accompany them."

"Foreign guests?" Shao Peiyu raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Yes, a tribunal from the Holy City is personally leading the team. The Zu family is in charge of the reception arrangements. You just need to go through the motions." Shao Zheng's tone was somewhat solemn. "This time, they are clearly targeting your magic department. If things don't go well, I will step in. You must not get into any conflict with them."

"Okay, Uncle."

After hanging up the phone, a serious expression appeared on Shao Peiyu's face.

The Holy City! Has it finally arrived?

When he first awakened his magic, after the four elements merged, the name "Holy" naturally came to Shao Peiyu's mind; it wasn't a name he made up randomly.

He knew that using this name would inevitably offend the majesty of the Holy City, and it was only natural that he would be noticed.

If it weren't for his uncle Shao Zheng, as the Grand Speaker of the Shanghai Magic Association, who suppressed all rumors, the Zu family, with their loyal lackeys of the Holy City, would probably have kidnapped him and taken him to the Holy City to claim credit and rewards immediately.

Zu Huiyin, from the Zu family, was the speaker's secretary, but in reality, she was a spy planted by political enemies, constantly making things difficult for Shao Zheng.

With people coming from the Holy City, the Zu family will certainly not let go of this opportunity to harm him.

Shao Peiyu took a deep breath. He knew that although he was ostensibly accompanying someone, he was actually going to be questioned by the Holy City.

The Zu family was more than happy for him to expose his holy lineage in front of the Holy City, and it would be best if he were directly labeled a heretic and completely destroyed.

However, since his uncle said he would get involved, nothing serious should happen; he just needs to act according to the situation.

As night fell, the banquet hall of the Shanghai Magic Association was brightly lit, with crystal chandeliers reflecting dazzling light, and the air filled with the aroma of champagne and fine desserts.

Shao Peiyu, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, stood tall and handsome, attracting a lot of attention as soon as he entered.

He calmly scanned the entire room and quickly locked onto today's protagonist—the Holy City Judgement Priestess Mitsophia.

She wore a pristine white robe of judgment, her long golden hair was tied up, her face was cold and beautiful, and her brows carried an air of unapproachable majesty.

Meanwhile, Zu Xiangtian, a core member of the Zu family, was fawning over Mite Sophia, whispering something to her, but his eyes kept glancing at Shao Peiyu with undisguised malice.

Shao Peiyu sneered inwardly, already understanding the Zu family's scheme.

Zu Xiangtian had always longed to enter the Holy City's Institute of Judgment and become a judge. This time, the Zu family took the lead in receiving him, hoping to use connections to get Mitsophia to agree.

Bringing Shao Peiyu along was merely a convenient arrangement—it would allow him to curry favor with the Holy City while simultaneously exposing his Holy lineage to the Judgement Priests, killing two birds with one stone.

Sure enough, not long after, Zu Xiangtian took the opportunity of toasting to casually mention, "Priest Mite, this is Shao Peiyu, Speaker Shao's nephew. He is exceptionally talented and has awakened a very special mutated magic system. His name is also quite extraordinary."

Upon hearing this, Mitsusophia's cold gaze finally fell on Shao Peiyu, her tone scrutinizing: "Oh? A mutant? What's your name?"

Zu Xiangtian immediately added fuel to the fire: "Call it the Sacred Lineage! High Priest, listen to this name, isn't it very meaningful?"

"Holy Order?!"

Mitsophia's face instantly darkened, her brows furrowed, and her eyes suddenly turned fierce, as if the air around her had frozen.

In the Holy City's understanding, the word "holy" is exclusive to them and is a symbol of supreme authority.

A young mage from the Xia Kingdom dares to call his magic "holy"—this is nothing short of blatant provocation!

"Insolence!" Mitsophia shouted angrily. "A mere mage from the Xia Kingdom dares to overstep the majesty of the Holy City and presumptuously claim to be holy?!"

The atmosphere in the banquet hall instantly turned icy, with everyone's eyes focused on Shao Peiyu. Zu Xiangtian, on the other hand, secretly rejoiced, waiting to see Shao Peiyu be taken down on the spot.

Shao Peiyu remained calm and fearless: "Priest, please calm down. The name appeared naturally upon awakening; it was not something I did intentionally. If you don't believe me, I can demonstrate the magic right here."

"Fine! I'd like to see what this 'Holy System' of yours is all about!" Mite Sophia said coldly.

Shao Peiyu said no more, focused his mind and calmed his spirit, and golden stars slowly appeared around his body.

Unlike the light gold of ordinary light systems, his star colors are rich and deep, mixed with the orange-red of flames, the warmth of healing, and the peace of blessing. The four attributes are perfectly integrated to form a unique sacred radiance.

Seven star trails intertwined to form a star map, a golden bow shadow coalesced, and the prototype of a sacred arrow swirled in his palm. The pure and boundless power that emanated from it shocked everyone present.

Mitsophia's pupils contracted sharply, and the ferocity on her face vanished instantly, replaced by unbelievable shock.

This power... is no ordinary mutant magic! It is the most primal, sacred power originating from the ancient holy city!

She abruptly raised her hand, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly: "Everyone, step back! I need to speak with Shao Peiyu alone!"

Zu Xiangtian and the others were stunned, but they dared not disobey the order of the judge, and could only leave dejectedly.

Only two people remained in the banquet hall.

The next second, the cold hardness on Mitsofilia's face completely crumbled, instantly replaced by an extremely obsequious smile, her tone respectful to the point of humility: "My lord, your subordinate Mitsofilia was unaware of your arrival and has been very offensive. Please forgive me!"

Shao Peiyu raised an eyebrow, and suddenly realized what was going on.

It seems that this Holy City Judgement Priest has mistaken his Holy Lineage for a highly respected figure in the Holy City.

As for who this important person was, Shao Peiyu wasn't sure, but he had a guess in his mind.

Seeing that he remained silent, Mitsophia became even more respectful and quickly assured him:

"Rest assured, my lord, I will ensure that all news of this is kept under wraps upon my return, guaranteeing that your life will not be disturbed in any way. As for the Xia Kingdom, I will personally speak to them, and no one will dare utter a single word of criticism against you!"

She didn't reveal Shao Peiyu's "identity," but her cautious and fearless demeanor said it all.

Shao Peiyu chuckled inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, nodding slightly and saying, "Yes, I understand."

A crisis was resolved in such a dramatic way. And his divine power, instead of becoming a source of trouble, became a talisman that no one dared to provoke.