Full-Time Magister: I Have a Crafting Spawn

"Please, I'm begging you, just let me have some fun!"

As soon as Mo Fan returned to the group, he surrounded Jiang Chuan and said things like "have some fun" and "feel very empty".

This caused everyone to mutter to themselves.

Why is Mo Fan acting like a sexually frustrated woman?

What exactly did Jiang Chuan and Mo Fan do just now?

Sensing the strange looks from those around him, Jiang Chuan quickly told Mo Fan to stay away from him.

"No, please let me have some fun. That feeling was just too amazing!" Mo Fan looked like he hadn't had enough, as if he had just experienced something special.

Jiang Chuan's lips twitched as he watched, and he lowered his voice to say, "It's not that I don't want you to try demonization again, it's just that demonization comes at a price that most people can't bear."

No.

Mo Fan immediately said, "I didn't feel any cost at all just now?"

"Are you sure there's no price to pay? Don't you feel empty and weak all over?" Jiang Chuan asked.

"Uh... I do have those feelings." Mo Fan recalled that when the demonization ended, his body was indeed very uncomfortable, and the magic system in his mental world had dimmed a bit.

"That's right. Demonization gives you such great power, but even a fool could guess that the price of demonization must be huge. It just drained your magic energy. If your magic energy were depleted, it might have drained your very magic source, causing your cultivation to regress!" Jiang Chuan said with an air of seriousness.

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan felt as if his magical essence had been drained away.

Could demonization really cause one's cultivation level to regress?

hiss!

"I'll study it again when I get back. If demonization doesn't have any side effects, then I'll let you try it," Jiang Chuan said.

"Alright."

Mo Fan finally calmed down.

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The trial is over.

Both sides returned to their respective homes.

As for Lu Zhenghe's death, no one has come forward; it must be because Instructor Zhan Kong has taken action.

It's unclear how the Lu family will react after learning of Lu Nian and Lu Zhenghe's good news.

In short, if Instructor Zhan Kong says there's nothing to worry about, then there's definitely nothing to worry about.

Back at school, Jiang Chuan sent Mu Ningxue a message saying he had arrived safely, and then went to the dean's office to find Dean Xiao.

"Please come in!"

Jiang Chuan pushed open the door and went inside.

Dean Xiao raised his head: "You're back? I've heard about the training. You did very well. You don't need to worry about Lu Nian and Lu Zhenghe. I have old friends in the military and the Magic Association. The Lu family behind them won't do anything to you."

"Dean, I didn't come here for this matter," Jiang Chuan said.

"Oh? What's that?"

"I'd like to visit the Yaodu Research Institute; I wonder if the dean can help me with that?"

Dean Xiao did not answer immediately, but looked Jiang Chuan up and down before saying, "Dean Feng of the Demon Capital Research Association is an old friend of mine. If you are interested in magic research, I can help you contact him."

This was exactly what Jiang Chuan wanted to say, and he immediately replied, "Then I'll have to trouble the Dean!"

"Is there anything else? If not, please leave quickly, I have other things to attend to," Dean Xiao said.

"It's nothing."

"Okay, go ahead. I'll let you know via communicator once I have a message from Dean Feng."

"Oh, right," Jiang Chuan suddenly remembered, "Dean, when will you give me that dark matter?"

"I'll give it to you in a while."

"Dean, you're not going to renege on your promise, are you?"

"Go away! Would I, the dignified dean, renege on my debt?"

"Yes, Dean."

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Leaving the dean's office, there weren't many classes at the school at the moment.

Jiang Chuan was preparing to return to the villa when he ran into Ding Yumin, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

She was carrying a stack of books and walking towards the teaching building when she saw Jiang Chuan. She immediately smiled and waved to greet him.

"Jiang Chuan, long time no see!"

"Long time no see, are you going to class?" Jiang Chuan waved and asked.

"Um."

Ding Yumin nodded: "I've chosen to study marine demonology. I've heard that there are far more demons in the sea than on land, and many of them are ones I've never seen before. I'm very interested in them."

"By the way, you must have just returned from your training, right? Go check your status online."

"My message?" Jiang Chuan was a little confused.

"You're famous again. Now the whole country is saying you're the number one genius mage in the country. A while ago, someone even came to the school looking for you, saying they wanted your autograph," Ding Yumin said with a smile.

"That's way too exaggerated."

Jiang Chuan laughed, "Calling me the number one genius mage in the country is one thing, but why do people come all the way to the school for autographs? I'm not a celebrity, am I?"

"Not only that! This year, I estimate that many high school students will apply to our Pearl Academy, and many of them are coming because of your reputation. I've seen a lot of comments like that online," Ding Yumin said.

Jiang Chuan was at a loss for words.

Before I knew it, I had become a public figure.

It makes sense when you think about it. After appearing in the public eye so many times, especially in a world that worships magic, it's not surprising that he became a public figure.

Furthermore, his fame will be fully ignited by the Nationalist government's battle, and his influence among the younger generation of mages will likely become extremely high...

"If you become a magic superstar in the future, don't forget your old classmates," Ding Yumin joked.

"Ring ring ring~~"

Just then, the school bell rang.

They were so engrossed in chatting that they forgot about class.

Ding Yumin quickly said, "I'll go to the classroom first."

"Then hurry up and go, you're already late," Jiang Chuan said.

"Oh, bye-bye!" Ding Yumin left quickly.

"Bye-Bye."

Jiang Chuan watched Ding Yumin's retreating figure, lost in thought.

He had previously mentioned the topic of mental strength to Ding Yumin, deliberately saying that the higher one's mental realm, the stronger one's control over one's own power.

At the time, I thought that if Ding Yumin had a high enough spiritual level, she might be able to gradually control her innate talent for suffering.

Although the impression of the deceased in everyone's mind is that of an uncontrollable and powerful talent, nothing is absolute.

If one is powerful enough, how can misfortune not be controlled?

The reason why the disaster was a disaster is that it was a tragedy caused entirely by insufficient strength.

Now it seems that Ding Yumin has clearly taken his words to heart, and her spiritual realm has improved significantly since then.

It's almost reached the spiritual level I achieved through exploitation.

As expected of someone who has suffered a mental ordeal, their talent in mental strength is terrifying!

Jiang Chuan clicked his tongue in amazement.

...

Back at the villa, Xinxia was setting up yoga mats in the living room. She had recently become very interested in yoga and planned to practice it in her spare time as a way to exercise.

"Brother Jiangchuan," Xinxia called out sweetly.

"Where's Mo Fan? Didn't he say he was going to have dinner here tonight? Where did he go?" Jiang Chuan asked.

"Brother Mo Fan just received a phone call saying that the hunting camp has a very important request that requires him to go there, so he won't be having dinner here tonight," Xin Xia replied.

"Alright."