As the first classmate pushed open the classroom door and walked in, more students trickled in after him. Before long, all forty students of Class 1 Grade 1 were in the classroom.
Everyone tacitly avoided talking about fainting and instead kept discussing the magic elements they had awakened, imagining their future magic.
Of course, not everyone was talking about magic.
Some boys discussed which girls in other classes were pretty, while some girls stared dreamily at handsome boys.
Judging by the direction she was looking, she was probably looking at him.
When the girl realized she had been caught openly peeking, she even gave him a playful wink.
Bai Mo was speechless. He stopped observing the human world and turned his gaze toward Su Ning, the homeroom teacher who had entered the classroom without a sound.
Magic System Detailed Explanation mentioned that a person's behavior and mannerisms would naturally be influenced by their magic element.
Teacher Su did not have a strong presence. She came and went silently, only drawing attention when she wanted others to notice her, so she was probably a Shadow Mage.
He guessed.
"Ahem, quiet down, everyone."
Su Ning's voice suppressed the classroom's clamor. Once everyone's attention had settled on her,
she took an ancient-looking pendant from her pocket and said,
"Because of the accident during the awakening ceremony, the school has decided to compensate our class by granting us the right to use a Stardust Magic Tool for three years."
At the mention of a Stardust Magic Tool, the quiet classroom erupted into commotion again. Su Ning did not stop them, waiting until they had quieted down on their own before saying,
"I plan to divide the three years evenly, with absolute fairness. I will make a schedule and send it to the class group chat, so keep an eye on the messages."
After all, everyone had suffered through fainting. If the compensation was not distributed fairly, it would be unfair.
"Also, at the end of next year's term, the school will hold an annual assessment and reorganize the classes. The top class will also be provided with Stardust Magic Tools then, so make sure to seize the opportunity."
After saying that, Su Ning began arranging class matters and explaining their future study plans.
Bai Mo listened only halfheartedly. A Stardust Magic Tool was used to extend the amount of time a mage could meditate each day.
But!
In a twenty-four-hour day, most people could not even use up all the meditation time their bodies could handle. This Stardust Magic Tool was clearly meant for people who truly pursued magic.
Meditation Cultivation was tedious, and a burst of enthusiasm would not last long.
The first day of high school had been somewhat exciting, but not worth reminiscing about.
When Bai Mo returned home, he saw Patriarch Bai sitting on the living room sofa reading the newspaper. He was a little surprised. Why had he come home so early today?
His old brother called down from the second floor. Bai Mo looked up and happened to see Bai Hanxing, who looked seventy percent like him and had faint dark circles beneath his eyes. He answered,
"You're back. Why aren't you at school?"
"Your brother has already graduated. He'll be taking up a post at the Qingyang Border next week."
His father, Bai Yuanzhi, answered his question in a flat voice.
"Oh." Bai Mo shrugged as he changed into slippers. "Why did Patriarch Bai come back so early today?"
Bai Yuanzhi folded the newspaper in his hands, glanced at him, and said in the same calm tone,
"Today is your mom's birthday. She cooked herself and insisted that I come back to eat. Troublesome."
At those words, Bai Mo's face fell. His mom, Zhuang Xingyan, liked cooking, but not enough for it to count as a hobby, so the food she made was not exactly delicious.
She liked cooking on every holiday and special occasion, so the three men in the family had never been able to bring themselves to offer any criticism.
But on second thought, perhaps they would be too focused on the food to pay much attention to his awakening.
He had not yet figured out how to refuse his parents' arrangements.
However, Bai Yuanzhi's next words quickly shattered his fantasy.
"I heard from Chang Kong that you awakened the Space Element, and that your talent is quite good."
Bai Mo had not expected his uncle to have sold him out long ago. He had thought Patriarch Bai would ask what element he had awakened.
But he would have to say it sooner or later anyway, so it was no big deal. He nodded lightly. "Yes."
"Since your talent is good, cultivate properly. Don't spend all day thinking about playing."
"Cultivate all day long like my brother? The Space Element isn't that easy to cultivate."
Patriarch Bai did not show any displeasure. He merely said flatly, "I know you don't like being controlled. Handle it yourself."
"Him? He only had a bit of responsibility back when Hanxing was born. Now that he's raised one successfully, he can't be bothered to put in any more effort." Mom's voice drifted over from afar.
Bai Mo, who had just been touched, surprised, and a little embarrassed, instantly had black lines all over his face.
So he really was unnecessary, huh?
He gloomily looked toward Bai Hanxing, who merely pursed his lips and smiled.
Damn it, he really wanted to hit him!
Patriarch Bai did not notice any of this. He was thinking.
There was naturally a reason he had decided to let Bai Mo cultivate on his own. He said he would not interfere, but how could he truly leave him entirely unchecked?
Though he was fairly reassured by this son who usually spouted all sorts of crooked logic.
The Space Element was excellent, but resources for the Space Element were difficult to obtain, especially Thought Stones and similar items that helped improve one's Mental Realm.
That was not a flaw of the Space Element. It was their flaw.
Moreover, no one in the Bai Family was skilled in Space Magic.
They had no way to pass down certain magic theories or Magic Application Experience. Bai Mo could only explore them himself through use and combat.
If it had been another type of Elemental Magic, he might have played the upbringing game again.
But a family like theirs could not handle the Space Element. They lacked too much accumulated knowledge and too many channels.
And as the patriarch of the Bai Family, he could not be too biased. The family's Cultivation Resources had to be fought for.
Bai Mo did not seem interested in fighting for them, so there was no way he could suddenly give him suitable Cultivation Resources. Everything had to follow the rules.
First observe his performance, then grant rewards.
That was good too. He would not be bound too heavily by the family.
For the Space Element's cultivation, Bai Mo really could only rely on himself at first.
But at the Elementary Level, the family could still obtain some minor items without needing to report it.
Bai Yuanzhi's gaze flickered as he considered these things.
"Dinner's ready." Zhuang Xingyan had somehow come out of the kitchen and was standing behind them with a smile.
"Got it, I'll bring out the dishes." Bai Mo immediately volunteered.
At the dinner table, his family still reminded him to cultivate diligently. Feeling helpless, and also deeply interested in magic and the Space Element himself,
he hurriedly fed the three of them a reassuring pill—scratch that, a charm potion.
"How should I put it? I'm already a mage, so of course I'll cultivate. Otherwise, why would I awaken magic and apply to magic high school?"
After saying that, just as relief began to appear on everyone's faces, he added,
"Just wait. This genius will blow your minds!"
"Heh, Mozi, don't brag in front of us."
Bai Hanxing chuckled, gaining a new understanding of his foolish younger brother's foolishness.
Meanwhile, their Patriarch Bai, Bai Yuanzhi, slowly wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth with a napkin and said nothing.
Instead, Zhuang Xingyan looked at her youngest son seriously and said,
"Little Mo is right. Mom believes in you."
Bai Mo was speechless. He felt as though Mom were humoring a child. He decided to isolate them for the moment, stood up, and said,
"I'm done eating. I'm going back to my room to cultivate."
The three glanced at him without reacting, only hoping that Bai Mo would truly cultivate.
Now that he was a mage, he was no longer suited to living as freely as before and wasting his days away.
Though that did sound pretty nice.
After the sound of the door closing rang out, Zhuang Xingyan glanced at her husband, Bai Yuanzhi, and softly asked, "Yuanzhi, should we have another child?"
Bai Hanxing's mouth twitched. He discreetly glanced at his father's pale face, then returned to his room as well.
In a room of the same size, where he could observe his Mental World inwardly, Bai Mo truly began his first
Meditation Cultivation!
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and sank his consciousness into the Space Stardust within his Mental World to begin cultivating.
In the darkness, silver Stardust slowly expanded as it spun.
Watching from the side, Bai Mo became a little absorbed in the sensation of his cultivation steadily increasing.
It gave him a strange sense of raising something.
It did not seem as tedious as the teachers had said?!
Wasn't this more fun than any game? And games required spending money, while cultivation... well, cultivation did too.
Meditating every day? What was difficult about that?
Wasn't this rewarding himself? He was going to reward himself fiercely.
Every day!
When he opened his eyes again, it was already one in the morning.
After calculating the time, he had meditated for exactly five hours, yet he did not feel mentally fatigued. That meant he could continue meditating.
Something was off. That meant his meditation time was longer than the average person's.
But if he continued until he was completely exhausted, he probably would not be able to get up tomorrow morning.
More importantly, he still had class tomorrow morning. If he was late,
it seemed like it would be fine?!
His eyes narrowed slightly. Bai Mo pulled the blanket over himself. Better sleep. He needed to save some energy to study theoretical knowledge; being magically illiterate would not do.
Not only would he be mocked, he would not even be able to talk back.
Staying up late felt pretty awful.
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