Full-Time Magister: Immortality Begins with Slaying Demons

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The warm sunlight streamed through the glass window and fell on the man's sharply defined eyebrows and eyes. The man on the hospital bed seemed disturbed, frowning slightly as he slowly opened his eyes.

The ceiling was completely white. Zhou Sining was in a daze for a while before she slowly remembered what had happened.

Because of Mu Yuang, he lost control of his emotions and almost burned down the Magic Association.

Zhou Sining carefully recalled his meager legal knowledge and wondered how long his actions would allow him to live off the government.

He gave a wry smile, propped himself up with his hands, and looked around. He found that the equipment was complete and it seemed to be a high-end ward.

"You're awake?" The door to the ward suddenly opened, and a doctor in a white coat walked in.

Then, the doctor in the white coat smiled gently and said, "It's good that you're awake. I'll contact your friend right away. Don't move around too much."

As she spoke, she instructed the nurse next to her to contact Mu Nujiao and the others.

"Who...who are you?" Zhou Sining asked weakly, her head spinning.

"This is the city hospital, and I am your attending physician. Don't worry, you just fainted due to excessive mental exhaustion. You just need to rest more," the doctor explained gently.

Zhou Sining took the cup the doctor handed her, took a few sips to moisten her throat, and asked, "Why am I so mentally exhausted???"

The doctor shook his head: "I don't know about that. We're only responsible for treatment. You can ask your friends when they arrive."

"How long was I unconscious?"

"Three days."

"Three days?" Zhou Sining frowned slightly, unable to recall why he had been unconscious for so long.

In his memory, the Falcon Judge had already initiated the arrest procedure against him, but just as the thunderbolt was about to strike him, he suddenly fainted before he could summon his defensive magic.

The doctor and Zhou Sining chatted for a short while before Mu Nujiao rushed to the hospital.

"Are you alright?" Mu Nujiao sat by his bedside and subconsciously took his hand.

"It feels alright," Zhou Sining said.

Mu Nujiao, sitting beside him, was about to say something when a frantic voice rang out: "Holy crap, Lao Zhou, you're not dead?!"

Mo Fan grinned as he walked into the ward and said, "I almost even contacted the crematorium."

Xu Zhaoting and Zhang Lulu were following behind him.

As soon as the words were spoken, the expressions of the others in the ward changed, and the deadlock was finally broken when the doctor spoke up and left.

"Am I some kind of despicable person?" Zhou Sining gave him the middle finger without any politeness.

"Hey, I haven't seen you wake up for three days."

Seeing that Zhou Sining was alright, Mo Fan patted his chest casually and said, "Not bad, looks like you've recovered very well. How about it, is the private room I booked okay?"

"Go to hell." Zhou Sining was too lazy to pay attention to Mo Fan, that idiot.

He moved his body and found that apart from a throbbing head, he was perfectly fine.

"You should lie down and rest. We can talk about other things later."

Mu Nujiao picked up the remote control and adjusted the headboard height so that Zhou Sining could comfortably lie down.

Zhou Sining did not refuse and obediently lay down, but her hand remained firmly in Mu Nujiao's grasp.

He glanced at the crowd and asked, "I don't remember why I fainted, do you know? Also, what did the inquiries say? What I did should be enough to get me a few years in prison, right?"

Upon hearing this, the group exchanged glances, and finally Mu Nujiao answered, "Actually, we don't know why you suddenly fainted. At that time, you lost control of your emotions because of Mu Yuang's words, and the overflowing flames attacked us indiscriminately. After the Falcon Judge's warnings were ignored, he used magic to try to subdue you, but a strange blade suddenly appeared next to you and blocked the attack."

"Blade?" Zhou Sining asked, puzzled.

Mu Nujiao couldn't help but wonder, "It's less about blocking and more about absorbing. It absorbed the Falcon Judge's attack and your overflowing flames, and then you passed out. The Full Moon Judge checked and found that you had fainted due to exhaustion of your mental energy."

"As for the trial council, given that you were a major contributor to capturing the Black Vatican and that there were indeed legitimate reasons for it, they were very magnanimous and did not pursue the matter further."

"And you're helping out, aren't you?" Zhou Sining looked at Mu Nujiao with a gentle expression.

Although he lacked legal knowledge, he knew that suddenly using magic to destroy public property in the Pearl Mage Tower and almost injuring the judge and innocent Mo Fan and others could not be easily dismissed with a simple statement like "Zhou Sining is a hero".

Moreover, he had a previous record of violating the rules by summoning a beast in a busy city.

"Our Mu family still has some influence in the Pearl Mage Tower." Mu Nujiao did not deny it. She paused and said, "Mo Fan and Xu Zhaoting are speaking up for you, and Dean Xiao is here too."

"Thank you all," Zhou Sining said sincerely.

"We're all brothers," Mo Fan said casually.

Xu Zhaoting chimed in, "That's right, it's only right that we help you."

"It's alright. By the way, let's get back to the reason you fainted. We all suspect it's related to that suddenly appearing blade. Do you remember it?" Mu Nujiao steered the conversation back.

"Is it a Tang sword that's entirely black and red, looking like lava flowing on black soil?" Zhou Sining asked.

"right."

Zhou Sining nodded: "I think I understand. It was a special magical artifact that I obtained by chance before, but I have never been able to use it. Its sudden appearance this time must be an instinctive act of protecting its master when it saw me being attacked."

"Where is it now?" Zhou Sining asked.

"At the trial, your magical artifact was indeed very special. It would ignite and attack anyone who got close, so it's still stuck in the ground and hasn't moved," Mu Nujiao said.

"Yes, that's definitely true," Zhou Sining said, neither confirming nor denying.

Crimson Blade: Heavenly Blade was a magical artifact he redeemed from the system a long, long time ago.

Back when even a single point of personal life required 10000 demonic life points, this magical artifact sold for a high price of 18888, and it was only available for a limited time of six months.

These stringent conditions were all telling Zhou Sining that this was a treasure.

He had been eyeing it for a very long time before finally saving up enough extra money to buy it.

After happily imprinting the soul mark, intending to unleash the full power of the Crimson Blade: Heavenly Blade, an unexpected event occurred:

【Crimson Blade • Burning Heaven】

[Forged from countless fiery beings, possessing the power to incinerate the heavens.]

[Status: Sleeping]

[Passive: Appears when the master is in mortal danger to defend against it]

【initiative:???】

[Triggering condition: ???]

【The Crimson Blade: Heavenly Incineration was forged from countless flames, and its blade is imbued with countless souls. Please use it with caution.】

Do not use it if it is not powerful enough, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

After reading that passage, Zhou Sining felt as uncomfortable as if she had eaten shit.

He worked himself to the bone to finally buy the Crimson Blade: Heavenly Blade he had been longing for, only to be met with a message saying "Use with caution" and "Don't use it if you're not powerful enough."

Haha, are you kidding him, buddy?

You bought a knife for 20,000 yuan, and now you're saying it's unusable?

He was so angry that he immediately started cursing, cursing the system's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Later, not believing in the superstition, he tried to use it, but after grasping the hilt, the magical energy disappeared at an unbelievable speed.

At the time, he was a mid-level mage, and the magical energy of an entire nebula didn't even last for three breaths.

After that, he felt his energy being rapidly depleted, his fatigue intensified, and his consciousness gradually faded. In a daze, he saw countless pairs of eyes, densely packed but devoid of emotion.

The scene was eerily quiet.

At this point, he had no choice but to believe in superstition, no matter how much he didn't want to.

Consider it as buying an automatic defense magic item for 20,000 yuan. After all, it has a passive effect, so it's not too bad.

Zhou Sining was angry for two or three days, then threw the thing into the warehouse.

Unexpectedly, this thing appeared at this time.

However, it now seems that even being passive comes at a considerable cost.

Simply blocking a thunderbolt and absorbing the fierce flames caused his mental energy to be completely depleted.

It's hard to hold back...

Forget it, it's still my own knife after all. I'll find a chance to get it back.