Full-Time Magister: My Little Furnace Refines All Things

As the dazzling flames subsided, a charred crater five meters in diameter was blasted into the previously dusty cement ground.

The one-eyed demon wolf was nowhere to be found in the pit; only a piece of charred remains, its shape indistinct, lay there quietly, still smoldering with embers.

A deathly silence fell over the scene!

After an unknown amount of time, a voice broke the silence.

"The one-eyed wolf is dead!"

Xiao Ke, the water mage in the demon-hunting team, covered her mouth and muttered to herself in disbelief.

Cai Tang stared blankly at the young, mid-level mage, who seemed somewhat familiar. "Who is he? Zhang Mo!"

The memories in her mind gradually became clearer. She remembered—wasn't he Mo Fan's friend? What was he doing here? And! He was actually a mid-level mage?!

Cai Tang bit her red lips, a complex expression flashing across her fair face.

"Young man, my name is Xu Dahuang. I thought you were a high school student who had gone the wrong way, so my tone was a bit harsh. I'm really sorry." Xu Dahuang walked over and cupped his hands in apology.

"It's alright, Brother Xu. I understand you were just trying to save people." Looking at this righteous and rugged man, Zhang Mo felt quite favorably towards him.

"Haha, you're so generous, young man! We're all thanks to you today, otherwise we would all be dead at the hands of this damned beast."

The other members of the demon-hunting team—Fei Shi, Li Wenjie, and Xiao Ke—also came over to express their gratitude to Zhang Mo.

Only Mu Yuang, standing on the edge, snorted coldly, greeted Cai Tang, and then rode away on his motorcycle.

"It's nothing, you should thank your friends..."

"It's me, Fan Mo." Mo Fan was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly interrupted Zhang Mo, gave Zhang Mo a look, and introduced himself.

"Oh right, it's Fan Mo from your team. He's the one who contacted me to come and rescue you." Zhang Mo looked at the nervous Mo Fan and found it somewhat amusing, so he changed his words.

It seems this kid is afraid of his identity being exposed. What would Cai Tang do if she knew that her favorite Lei-type teammate, Fan Mo, was actually Mo Fan, the one who led people to peep at her while she was taking a bath when they were kids?

Xiao Ke's eyes sparkled: "Wow, no wonder he's a genius who awakened the lightning element! Even his friends are powerful mid-level mages!"

"That's right, that's right," the honest Fatty Stone chimed in with a smile.

……

Yang Zuohe, who arrived late, left in a hurry after learning about the situation.

Next, the members of the city's monster-hunting team began to clean up the mess.

Nearby, Mo Fan, who couldn't wait to lick the bag, was covering the restless little mudfish on his chest and sneaking towards the pit.

"Hey, Xiao Fan, what are you doing?" Zhang Mo stood to the side with his arms crossed, staring at Mo Fan with a smile.

"Ah, oh, Mozi, you have no idea, this stinky wolf is so hateful! If it weren't for the scythe-bone shield given to me by the Chief Commander of the Sky-Slaying Cult, you wouldn't even be seeing me now! I want to kick this one-eyed demon wolf a few times to vent my anger!" Mo Fan looked indignant and aggrieved, his acting skills were on full display.

"Oh~ Is that really so?" Zhang Mo deliberately dragged out his words, glancing at Mo Fan's chest every now and then, pretending to be suspicious.

"Of course, don't you trust me?" Feeling Zhang Mo's suspicious gaze and the increasingly restless little mudfish in his hand, Mo Fan broke out in a cold sweat and said with a guilty look.

The eye contact continued.

...Two minutes later.

Seeing the beads of sweat streaming down Mo Fan's face like a spring, Zhang Mo softly replied, "Oh, okay."

"Damn, I almost couldn't keep up the act." Seeing that Zhang Mo wasn't asking any more questions, Mo Fan wiped the sweat from his face and breathed a sigh of relief before quickly walking into the pit.

At this moment, a small ball of light, noticeably brighter than the previous remnant soul, emanated from the piece of charcoal.

"Holy crap, this is going to be amazing, it's going to explode with essence!" Mo Fan's eyes widened, his heart bursting with joy.

He glanced around furtively a few times, and when he found that Zhang Mo wasn't paying attention to him, he released the little mudfish and began to guide the one-eyed demon wolf's spirit.

Five meters, three meters, one meter...

"It's coming!" Mo Fan shouted excitedly in his heart as he saw that he was about to get his hands on the essence.

Just as the little mudfish was about to collect the essence, a beam of white light suddenly shot towards it from nowhere, pulling it away. Sensing its tonic being stolen, the little mudfish shuddered and began to exert its strength, but how could this not-yet-adult little mudfish possibly defeat the Heaven-Refining Furnace?

Ignoring the little mudfish's resistance, its essence was directly absorbed into Zhang Mo's hand by the white light.

"Hey, Xiao Fan, you're not being honest. Didn't you tell me you were here to vent your frustrations? Why are you here taking my spoils?" Zhang Mo suddenly stepped out from behind Mo Fan, looking at him with a smile.

"Holy crap! Mozi, you can see spirits too!" Mo Fan's pupils shrank as he looked at Zhang Mo who walked out from behind him, and he exclaimed in shock.

"Of course, it's just a necromancer, I have one too."

"Also, you haven't answered my question yet. Didn't you say you were coming..." Zhang Mo asked again.

Mo Fan, embarrassed by Zhang Mo's revelation, scratched his head and chuckled, "Oh, I just thought you couldn't see it. It would be such a waste not to accept it."

"Since you can see it, then I'll return it to its rightful owner." Despite saying he didn't want it, Mo Fan still stared intently at the spirit in Zhang Mo's hand.

"Oh? You really don't want it? I was thinking I wouldn't need it, so I gave it to you. But since you don't want it, I'll keep it."

No sooner had Zhang Mo finished speaking than Mo Fan slid down to his knees at Zhang Mo's feet, grabbed Zhang Mo's leg, and shamelessly cried out, "No, I want it, Brother Mo, Godfather Mo, I want it, I want it!"

He was so moved, with tears streaming down his face.

Zhang Mo's lips twitched as he looked at him: "Get up, get up, your godfather is yours."

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan stood up instantly and handed over the little mudfish from his chest with a smile.

"hey-hey."

Zhang Mo casually tossed it over, and the little mudfish caught the essence at lightning speed and swallowed it, as if afraid that the delicious food would escape again. Finally, the little mudfish humanely let out a burp and then quietly stayed in front of Mo Fan's chest to digest it.

Looking at the well-fed loach, Mo Fan smiled contentedly.

"Alright, here's your spirit essence. Your father's going home now!"

"Take care, don't bother coming back!" Mo Fan, having crossed the river, was incredibly arrogant.

Seeing how quickly Mo Fan's expression changed, Zhang Mo shook his head helplessly and turned back.

……

Time flies, and two and a half years have passed since Zhang Mo awakened his magic. During this time, he underwent a second awakening, successfully awakening both the Mind and Earth elements. The rest of his time was spent on busy cultivation and monster hunting.

"Xiao Lu gave me the data."

【Ding】

Host: Zhang Mo.

Age: 18.

Magic: Fire (Intermediate Level 3, 15%), Space (Intermediate Level 2, 55%), Mind (Elementary Level 1, 38%), Summoning (Elementary Level 1, 30%).

Physical strength: Mid-stage Commander level.

Spiritual strength: Mid-stage of the fourth realm.

Magical items: Magical Battle Armor (Commander-level), Heavenly Flame Sub-Fire (Half-step Soul Seed), Warrior-level Essence *28 (including synthesized ones), Servant-level Essence *256 (same)...

Looking at his rapidly improving strength, Zhang Mo clenched his fist and laughed arrogantly.

"Winged Wolf, I'm waiting for you!"

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