Chapter 7: The Birth of the Mythical Beast

  I hold the Phantom Beast Egg in my hands, starting to gather magical power (after more than a day of rest, my magical power has recovered 70%). Light elements surge out from my hands, suspending the Phantom Beast Egg in mid-air. I draw a magic hexagram with my left hand, and the Phantom Beast Egg is positioned at the center. At the same time, I begin to chant an incantation.

  "In the presence of all living things, I draw my bow. With a will to share my energy with the creature before me, I make a contract! I bite my middle finger (it hurts) and drop a single drop of blood onto the Phantom Beast Egg. In an instant, the egg emits a dazzling golden light."

  "Ah! A growth-type phantom beast." Xiu teacher said in surprise.

  The beast egg began to crack open, and a small white triangular head stretched out from inside. It looked around, shook its head, and when it saw me, let out a joyful chirp. With a "swoosh", it slid onto my body and licked my face with its tiny tongue. It turned out to be a little white snake (not the White Snake spirit, oh no!), so adorable! On top of its triangular head were two bright, black gem-like eyes, and all over its body was a layer of extremely fine scales. On the center of its head was a golden line that ran straight down to its tail, truly too cute!

  "Teacher Xiu, what kind of mythical creature is this??"

  "Ah!" Xiu teacher finally came to his senses from the surprise, "Chang Gong ah, you've got a treasure, this is a growth-type fantasy beast that can be encountered only once in a hundred years. Although it's now just a level 1 fantasy beast, its abilities will increase as your abilities increase. However, before it becomes powerful, you mustn't let anyone else see it, because any leveled fantasy beast won't allow a growth-type fantasy beast to grow."

  "Oh!" I didn't take Teacher Xiu's words too seriously, so later on...

  "Shall I give you a name? What about Little White? No, that sounds like the name of a small dog. Since you have a golden line from head to toe, how about Little Gold? Is that okay?" I asked, looking at Little Gold with doubt, but it seemed very pleased and was running around excitedly.

  "Alright, Longbow, bring it to your body now. When its level is higher, you can sign a contract with it as your contracted beast. A contracted beast can establish a spiritual connection with its master and be summoned with the simplest incantation. For now, let it absorb energy on your body."

  I let Xiao Jin cling to my chest, and gathered the light elements in my body to the place where it clung. Xiao Jin greedily absorbed my energy until it had taken half of my energy before stopping, as if it had fallen asleep on me.

  "Teacher Xiu, how did it absorb half of my energy? Isn't it supposed to be enough for a normal phantom beast to survive with just a bit of its master's energy? At this rate, won't I be sucked dry by it?"

  "It's the first time it absorbs your energy, of course, it will absorb a bit more. Later on, it shouldn't happen again. You need to practice magic well, only when you become stronger can your contracted beast become stronger."

  I finally have a fantasy beast too, haha, it's still growing up, so cool.

  In order for my fantasy beast to grow, I've actually started to develop a good attitude towards studying.

  The next morning, Teacher Xiu sent me to the Royal Intermediate Magic Academy, instructing me repeatedly, and finally left with red eyes. What's strange is that I, who had always been repelled by him, didn't feel any joy at all.

  I took a deep breath and forgot it, Teacher Xiu will still come to see me, I'm going to report now.

  I arrived at the registration office on the first floor of the main teaching building in the center of the college and knocked on the door.

  "Please come in." A low voice sounded.

  "Hello teacher, I'm here to report."

  "Oh, you're the top archer among the examinees in this realm. From now on, work hard and bring honor to our academy."

  As I walked into the reception area, I took a closer look and found that it was a great wind system magician (identified by the badge on his robe), who was in his 50s.

  "Because of your outstanding performance in this competition, the school has decided to place you in a second-year class." Second year? Me? I haven't even started school yet and they're letting me skip grades????

  "Excuse me, teacher, how many grades are there in our school?"

  "In five years, when you reach the fifth grade, you will take a graduation exam and be assigned to a senior magic academy based on your test scores. (No one who graduates from the Royal Intermediate Magic Academy fails to get into a senior magic academy.) Since the founding of the academy, every graduating class has produced students who have already passed the Great Mage certification by the time they graduate. You'd better work hard, I heard other teachers say that you've already touched the edge of being a high-level mage, try to break that record."

  It's so easy to level up like this, after graduating from intermediate magic academy I'll become a magician, that's not monstrous.

  "Teacher, can I start from first grade?"

  "This is also beyond my control, it's a school regulation."

  Having no choice, I took over the teaching materials and dormitory key given by the teacher, and left the registration place to move towards my own dormitory.

  The dormitories in the college are all four people living in one room. I came to the second-year dormitory, my dormitory is No. 20, opened the door with a key, it seems that no one is there, and estimated that they went to class. I came to the only empty bed, packed up my luggage, lay on the bed and started daydreaming (sleeping).

  Who was hitting me? I dazedly opened my eyes to find a green-haired man pounding on my head. "Get up, get up! How did you get here? Who let you sleep here?" What arrogance, looks like he's from a noble family.

  "Ah! Hello, I'm the new student."

  "Newcomer, you must be one of the top scorers in this year's entrance exam. Impressive."

  "Is it? Is me? You also know me?"

  "I heard you're quite impressive, and now you've even been promoted directly to second grade. Let's go compare notes."

  "No, no, actually I just got lucky. From now on, I'll acknowledge you as the boss, how about that? I'm definitely not a match for you. Just looking at you, Boss, you've already reached the realm of a great magician, and competing with me, an elementary magician like myself, wouldn't be beneath your dignity, would it?" In order to avoid competing with me, he started flattering him.

  "Alright then, next time when I tell you something, listen up little brother!" It's really true that a thousand or ten thousand flatteries won't work but one sentence of farting will.

  It seems like I'll have to rely on this to get by from now on.

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