August.
One morning.
A violent explosion erupted in the spell-testing laboratory beneath the Ancient Cultivation Building. The tremor even punched through the Defensive Array, leaving the whole building faintly shaking.
Zhang Yunyan, waiting outside the laboratory, and the senior students in the first-floor labs were badly startled. Even through layer upon layer of reinforced defensive arrays, they sensed the fierce, immense surge of Spirit Power.
Even Chen Shu, inside the laboratory, felt awful. He could not stop coughing; the blast felt as though it had rattled his lungs.
"Cough, cough, cough...
"Urgh, cough, cough..."
It was the first time he had successfully cast the Little Blazing Sun Art.
He had received the spell in May. With his exceptional grasp of spell-rune principles, it had taken Chen Shu three months to barely decipher it. But its structure was so complex and peculiar that understanding it did not mean he could use it. After school started, he spent several more days tinkering in the spell-testing laboratory before he finally succeeded.
Perhaps luck had played a part this time. There was no guarantee he could do it again.
Only once he had mastered it could Chen Shu incorporate it into the Thousand Mechanisms Art.
"Urgh, cough, cough..."
This thing really packed a punch.
Chen Shu crouched there coughing for ages.
The Little Blazing Sun Art's structure and principles were so unusual that ordinary spell simulators were useless against it. Before obtaining it, even Chen Shu could not have imagined its structure or principles, much less deciphered them. After working it out, he had roughly calculated its power and, when attempting to cast it, kept his Spirit Power output only slightly above the spell's minimum requirement. By his calculations, the resulting force should have been just about manageable. What erupted was considerably stronger.
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