Under Mochizuki Chihaya's guidance, Mo Fan had indeed barely managed to touch the threshold of a domain, and he spent some time experiencing it in ecstatic delight.
But without a soul seed to assist him, his current mental strength was still nowhere near enough to create a true domain, even with Little Flame Belle possessing him.
Before long, Mo Fan's mental strength could no longer sustain the intense absorption of nearby fire elements, and his exploration of the fire domain had to end there.
Still, merely touching the threshold of a domain was enough to make him happy. Humming a tune, Mo Fan walked off the arena, passed Guan Yu, and sat down directly beside Mu Ningxue.
"You have a domain, right?" Mo Fan asked.
"Yes. Why?" Mu Ningxue nodded.
The fact that she possessed a domain was hardly a secret back home. Anyone could find out with a little asking around.
"Let's pick a nice long night, find a little bar, and have a heart-to-heart. I think I just touched the threshold of a domain."
Mo Fan waggled his eyebrows. His expression suggested he was thinking about something dirty rather than discussing serious magic.
"There's nothing to talk about. My domain is innate," Mu Ningxue declined coolly.
"Even if it's innate, you must have some insights," Mo Fan persisted.
"No."
"Yes, you do."
"You can go ask that Japanese instructor."
"Uh... forget it, then."
"Zhou Sining has a domain too." Mu Ningxue glanced diagonally across at Zhou Sining.
"I'd rather ask the Japanese instructor than him... uh, that's not what I meant. I definitely won't go to her. I only want to talk to you."
Mu Ningxue turned away aloofly and stopped speaking.
"One match left. Jiang Shaoxu, you're up."
Once the diamond-shaped arena had been restored to