The End

Bai Mo did not even look back. With just a thought, he cast Mind Control, and in that instant, a powerful repelling force appeared in the space around him.

The huge gray wolf-beast that had lunged out from the shadow of a nearby building to bite at Bai Mo's waist—

Was instantly sent flying six or seven meters backward, as if slapped by a giant's strength!

Bai Mo turned and looked at the giant wolf, which was a full three stories tall. On its wolf head was a black pattern that resembled an eye.

It was a Commander Level demon beast, a Phantom Wolf!

Bai Mo frowned, feeling that things had become a little troublesome. With third-level Mental Power, dealing with this Commander really would take some effort.

If it had been an ordinary Servant, that repelling impact alone would have been enough to send it flying more than ten meters away, unable to even crawl back up.

"Raaaoooow~~~~!"

The Shadow Wolf landed, its four limbs gripping the ground as it steadied itself. Bai Mo had no intention of giving it a chance to react. He fixed his gaze in the Phantom Wolf's direction, and a pure radiance lit up in his eyes.

Vast Space Power gathered behind him, forming a brilliant Star Map. Jade-clear silver light illuminated the surroundings.

Space Rhythm!

Against a Commander, Bai Mo did not scatter his space. Instead, he condensed it together.

A diamond-shaped space glowing with the same pure silver light appeared above the Shadow Wolf's head. Heavy force directly trapped the Shadow Wolf within that range, and vast Space Power condensed like the foot of a god descending.

It crushed down heavily toward the Shadow Wolf below!

The Shadow Wolf was not some demon beast known for great strength. Under that mountain-like force, it was crushed down in the blink of an eye, its limbs bending at grotesque angles, its body collapsing weakly to the ground.

There was no blood, nor any wailing. The heavy space left it with no energy to do anything else.

It was only relying on a Commander's powerful body that the Shadow Wolf had not been crushed into a lump of meat paste.

But clearly, Bai Mo was not going to let it off just like that.

Mind Control!

The heavy diamond-shaped space pressing down on the Shadow Wolf abruptly dissipated.

"Awooo!!"

The Shadow Wolf had just been about to unleash its final strength and leap toward the shadows nearby. As long as it slipped into the shadows, it could escape!

But how could that be possible? Just as its mangled limbs forced its body up, a Phantom Sword carrying the compressed lingering might of an Intermediate Level spell pierced straight through its skull.

Sensing the somewhat dim silver nebula in his Mental World, Bai Mo knew that less than one-third of his magic energy remained. He controlled the Phantom Sword and cut off the Shadow Wolf's head, which was half the size of a sedan.

Bai Mo waved his hand and put it away, then sent a message to the military, saying that he was leaving.

"What a pity. No Vessel of the Dead."

He gave one last look at the Shadow Wolf spewing blood, and at the corpses scattered across the ground.

Only after completing the handover with the Military Mage did he head back into the city.

After finishing this job, he had enough to buy scrolls for several months.

When he returned to the Qingtian Hunter's Association, he immediately received the bonus for this good deed. Only then did Bai Mo realize—

Aside from Lingling, Leng Qing was there too.

After looking her over, Bai Mo noticed obvious traces of battle on Leng Qing, so he asked, "Sister Leng Qing, did you go to the city outskirts to help the City Guard?"

"We went to capture Blue Robe," Leng Qing said, shaking her head before continuing, "The Judgement Association discovered that the one who planned this incident was a trainee Blue Robe. Although we didn't catch her, she was badly injured."

That left Bai Mo somewhat speechless. If you did not catch her, what was the point of saying it? Leng Qing seemed to read Bai Mo's expression and said calmly, "She can't escape! We already know what she looks like, and she was poisoned by one of my teammates."

Hearing that, Bai Mo grew curious about this Blue Robe's appearance, so he asked, "What does this Blue Robe look like?"

"Like this." Leng Qing took out her phone and showed him a photo.

"Tsk." Bai Mo shook his head. She looked pretty good. Shame she was a lunatic.

However, this matter ended there.

As for him, he could finally get a proper rest. Although the feeling of slaying demons and killing enemies was quite good, and that feeling of using his own power to protect others was wonderful too, Bai Mo still preferred things plain and simple—freeloading food and drink, and stirring things up from time to time.

The next day, at school.

There were many fallen flowers on the track around the field—white, yellow, and pink.

Small ones, big ones, and ones that were neither too small nor too large.

"By April, all the flowers of the mortal world have withered away!"

Zhou Tianyuan strolled along and sighed with emotion. Beside him, Bai Mo, Mei Qian, and Zhao Qingying were also taking a walk.

They had just finished training, mainly practicing the drawing of magic, with the goal of reducing the time it took to cast spells.

At times like this, Bai Mo would train with them too.

There were no shortcuts to controlling Star Orbits. The only way was to keep practicing, raise their proficiency, and thereby master One Thought Star Orbit, One Thought Star Map, and even One Thought Constellation.

It was just that Bai Mo's Mental Power was relatively strong, which was basically like having an experience card activated. Naturally, he had long since become able to form an orbit with a single thought.

But drawing a Star Map also required time, so he had to keep practicing too.

Aside from practicing spellcasting, they also trained in combat to improve their practical experience and their understanding and application of magic.

Of course, it was also to let them adapt to one another and build teamwork.

They did not spar with each other. Instead, the school's practical-combat teachers fought them.

Depending on the school teachers' arrangements, if there were two Mid-Level mages, Bai Mo would go on the field with them. If there was only one Mid-Level teacher—

Then Bai Mo could only watch from the side, because the school's practical-combat teachers were also very busy and did not have time every afternoon to accompany them in training.

They had just finished training and were at the point where their magic energy had dried up and their minds were exhausted, so they came out for a walk.

Only after relaxing a little would they have the energy to meditate and recover.

None of the three found anything strange about Zhou Tianyuan's sigh.

After several months, whether it was Zhao Qingying, who was in the same class, or Mei Qian, both had gained some understanding of this Classmate Zhou, whose looks were delicate enough to resemble a girl's.

Besides, the line of poetry he recited this time was quite fitting. It was late April, and fallen flowers were everywhere.

"Are you confident you can break through to Mid-Level before September?"

Bai Mo asked. A few days ago, he had learned from Ding Yumian that Mingzhu Affiliated Magic High School actually had two Mid-Level mages, and one of them could already cast Mid-Level Magic.

Zhou Tianyuan was the first to speak, though perhaps he had gotten addicted to reciting poetry.

"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is close to dusk."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Zhao Qingying frowned and directly patted Zhou Tianyuan on the shoulder. "Speak human!"

"I can't. I still need a bit more time."

As Zhou Tianyuan spoke, he shook his shoulder to ease the soreness there, and at the same time shook off Zhao Qingying's hand.

His lips moved slightly, but in the end, he swallowed back the word "crude" that had almost reached his mouth.

Zhao Qingying rolled her eyes at him. This guy had something wrong with his head. Only then did she say:

"I still need about a month before I reach perfection, and only then will I make my first attempt. Recovering my cultivation will also take time."

Hearing this, Bai Mo nodded.

In other words, her second attempt would be at the end of May at the earliest. Without relying on heavenly treasures and earthly riches, it would take at least three attempts to succeed.

Although Zhao Qingying was a member of the Zhao Family, she was not of the direct line. She had money, but not that much, and could not afford to use heavenly treasures and earthly riches.

In other words, she most likely could not make it.

After they had both finished speaking, Mei Qian finally spoke softly.

"I only made my first attempt a few days ago. Right now my cultivation has regressed, so I need to meditate and recover for a while."

"No wonder. I was wondering why your magical aura has been a little unstable these past few days."

Zhao Qingying nodded in understanding. Born into a merchant family, she was naturally meticulous and had long since noticed something slightly unusual about her. She had only thought that Mei Qian might not have rested well.

Mei Qian was a commoner mage who relied entirely on the school's resource support for cultivation. Aside from her outstanding talent, all she had was unremitting effort.

So not resting well was a very normal thing.

She just had not expected it to be because Mei Qian had been attempting to break through. If she were a child of a family clan, she probably would already have entered Mid-Level by now!

Zhao Qingying sighed inwardly.

"Mm, got it." Bai Mo glanced at the three of them, then smiled. "I was just chatting. Don't put pressure on yourselves."

"Especially you, Mei Qian." Bai Mo looked at the girl. Only after interacting with her more did he realize she was someone with a strong will to prove herself.

"You need a balance between work and rest when meditating and cultivating too. I don't want to attend a classmate's funeral at such a young age."

"Pah! Watch your mouth, will you?" Before Mei Qian could say anything, Zhao Qingying had already fired back. "No wonder you spent so much money and still couldn't find a Summoned Beast!"

Mei Qian only smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with what they said.

The reason she worked so hard was precisely so she could stand naturally and confidently in front of these family-clan children.

And that was exactly what she was doing now. So the degree of effort she put in would not decrease.

Although she knew they were actually just following Bai Mo to get points, Mei Qian still wanted to contribute her share.

What if, when the time came, it was like their usual battles against the teachers?

If the opponent had two Mid-Level mages while they only had one, and before Bai Mo could deal with one opponent, the rest of them were already taken out—

What if that ultimately caused Bai Mo to be surrounded and lose the match?

She did not want that. Mei Qian believed in her own strength. Since she had relied on her ability to make Bai Mo change his mind about making her a substitute—

Then why couldn't she work a little harder and break through to Mid-Level?

With strength, she could help Bai Mo shoulder some of the pressure, and with a more assured posture, win the championship of the Modu All-Magic High School Tournament!

If Bai Mo knew what Mei Qian was thinking, he might have explained: in truth, when he trained with them, he usually held back. His magic was all cast by the book, released in a perfectly proper, standard manner.

As for things like control, or the Level 4 Phantom Sword, there was even less to say.

He had never used them at all.

Since Ding Yumian could share the strength of their school team members with him, how could his school not have informants?

Holding Back