Full-Time Magister: Rebirth of Mo Fan as the Primordial Evil Phoenix

"Mo Fan, it's useless... The era of humanity has ended."

The arrogant voice of the ultimate emperor echoed through the void. Beneath its feet lay the shattered magical plane and the countless skeletons of mages who had fallen in battle to protect their homeland.

"Fuck the end!"

In the howling wind, a man covered in blood suddenly raised his head. His magical energy was completely exhausted, his demonic bloodline had burned to its limit, and even his body was crumbling inch by inch under the terrifying imperial pressure.

But in Mo Fan's eyes, it burned with a flame even more insane than the forbidden spell.

He was unwilling to accept it. He was unwilling to see his brothers-in-arms fall in pools of blood, unwilling to see the woman he had sworn to protect turn to ashes, and even more unwilling to see this world trampled by these monsters who called themselves gods! More importantly, he would never let his beloved fall before him!

"Today, I'm going to drag you, you scum, down to hell with me!"

Boom!

With a final roar, Mo Fan unhesitatingly detonated all the magical stars deep within his soul. In an instant, multicolored destructive energy intertwined to form an unprecedented storm of destruction, crashing violently into the arrogant ultimate emperor.

Amidst the devastating light, Mo Fan could feel his own body being annihilated. He clung desperately to the ultimate emperor, and with a heart full of rage and defiance, they plummeted together into the endless abyss of darkness.

......

Cold. A bone-chilling cold, and an endless feeling of falling.

Mo Fan thought he was dead, but his consciousness remained strangely clear amidst the chaos and nothingness.

Just as he was about to be completely swallowed by the darkness, a dark red evil fire suddenly ignited at the bottom of the abyss.

"Hey!!!"

A sharp cry resounded deep within Mo Fan's soul.

The evil phoenix enters the soul!

That domineering power instantly devoured all the remaining magical stardust within Mo Fan's soul. Then, it forcibly shattered and reformed itself!

"Ahhhhh!"

The intense pain of his soul being torn apart and reshaped jolted Mo Fan awake. He abruptly stood up from his seat, gasping for breath.

"Fan...Fan-ge, did you have a nightmare?" A skinny boy poked Mo Fan's right shoulder with his index finger and asked.

"Monkey...monkey?"

Mo Fan stood frozen in place. There was no pungent smell of blood, no bone-chilling wind. What he inhaled was the slightly stuffy air of a summer afternoon and the faint smell of chalk dust in the classroom.

He stared blankly at Zhang Xiaohou's lifelike face, then turned to look around.

Sunlight streamed through the glass windows, illuminating the desks. In the upper right corner of the blackboard were written "Precautions for Magic Awakening." The boys and girls in their blue and white school uniforms looked on with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation for the future. And the middle-aged man standing on the podium holding the roster was none other than his high school homeroom teacher, Xue Musheng!

"I...I'm not dead? The monkey's alive, everyone's alive!"

An almost absurd thought exploded in Mo Fan's mind, making his blood boil. He immediately closed his eyes, his consciousness instantly sinking into the spiritual world.

His forbidden spell cultivation from his past life is gone, and the Crimson Throne of the Demonic Realm has vanished without a trace. His spiritual world is currently an unexplored void. But!

In the deepest void lurks the phantom of a black phoenix bathed in dark red evil flames.

"The origin of the Primordial Evil Phoenix... it carried me, along with the little mudfish, back to the day of magical awakening..."

Mo Fan suddenly opened his eyes, biting his lower lip hard until he tasted blood, confirming that this was not a hallucination before his death.

He's back!

With the combat experience of his previous life, where he fought his way through the magical world on the brink of death, and with the foresight to predict all disasters and conspiracies, he returned to the starting point of his destiny!

The bloodshed in Bo City, the catastrophe in the ancient capital, the conspiracy at the Temple of Parthenon, and the hypocrites in the Holy City who call themselves gods...

All the blood shed in past lives, all the regrets that cannot be undone!

Mo Fan slowly clenched his fist, his initially shocked gaze gradually calming down, transforming into a bottomless fervor and arrogance.

Since fate has allowed him to live a second life with the Evil Phoenix, then in this life, he will reshuffle this broken world!

"Is this damn world ready to face my wrath, Mo Fan?"

"Hey, you in the back row, what are you doing making a ruckus! Line up by your student ID numbers and get ready to awaken!" Class teacher Xue Musheng stood on the podium and banged his pointer so loudly that he abruptly pulled Mo Fan back to reality.

Mo Fan rubbed his face, as if trying to erase the memories of the great battle from his past life. He instantly suppressed the terrifying murderous aura belonging to the forbidden magic god of his past life in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to being the same Mo Fan who stood sloppily and acted nonchalantly.

"Let's go, monkey, let's get in line." Mo Fan casually grabbed a handful of Zhang Xiaohou's hair and dragged him toward the aisle.

The whole class was buzzing with excitement; everyone was as if they'd been injected with adrenaline, their faces radiating fervor for the awakening of magic.

Just as the two squeezed into the back of the line, a boy with a neatly combed back and a school uniform collar that was perfectly ironed without a single wrinkle blocked their way, surrounded by a group of people. This boy had that kind of self-righteous, arrogant smile on his lips; he was none other than Mu Bai, a young master from a collateral branch of the Mu family in Bo City.

"Oh, isn't this Mo Fan?" Mu Bai glanced at him sideways, mocking him with an extremely contemptuous tone. "I heard your dad mortgaged the house just to barely get you a spot at Magic High School. If you fail to awaken your powers later, you'll really be letting down your Uncle Mo who sold everything he owned."

The henchmen next to him, led by Zhao Kunsan, immediately burst into laughter in unison.

"Brother Fan, ignore this bastard. These people can't say anything good..." Zhang Xiaohou said through gritted teeth.

If it were the rebellious seventeen-year-old Mo Fan from his past life, anyone who dared to bring up his father would already be punching Mu Bai's pale face. But at this moment, Mo Fan didn't even flinch.

He leaned lazily against the desk next to him, looked Mu Bai up and down, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Mu Bai felt a chill run down his spine at that look. What kind of look was that? It was like a seasoned, max-level veteran looking at a Chihuahua baring its teeth at him in a newbie village.

"What are you laughing at?!" Mu Bai said angrily.

"I wasn't laughing at anything." Mo Fan straightened up, patted Mu Bai's shoulder, and a signature roguish smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He said slowly, "I just think that Young Master Mu's aloof and pretentious manner is quite cute. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were some kind of socialite."

"You...who are you calling a socialite?!" Although Mu Bai didn't quite understand the specific meaning of "tea talk," given Mo Fan's mocking expression, even a fool would know that he was being insulted!

"Alright, you green tea b*tch." Mo Fan waved his hand like shooing away a fly. "Save your breath and go awaken your ice element later. Don't stand here making me tea. I need to conserve my energy; I don't have time to play with this brat."