Your primary awakened affinity is Shadow magic? That's perfect—my secondary affinity awakened as Shadow magic, too," Tang Yue asked.
At first glance at his records, she had instinctively thought it impossible. How could anyone's primary affinity be Dark Magic? Yet upon seeing Jing Wuji in person today, she fell silent—the aura of Shadow magic around him was undeniable.
Judging by how concentrated his aura was, he must already be capable of releasing the Step‑through Shadow (Tunyin·Chuansuo) spell.
When someone's primary affinity is Dark Magic, it usually means their body has a flaw or their mind is troubled. In this boy's case, Tang Yue suspected it was a mental issue.
Jing Wuji nodded, saying nothing. To others, he always appeared distant—unapproachable. Only when he was with Ye Xinxia, Mo Fan, or his family did his emotions show.
Earlier, Tang Yue had joked—when she teased about already planning names for her and this handsome young man's future children. If it were the Jing Wuji from his past life, maybe he'd have done so. But after enduring that endless darkness, he could never be the same again.
Tang Yue fell silent, taken aback by his coldness. She didn't know how to start a conversation.
So she patiently tried again: "You're already able to cast Shadow Step-through. Would you like some guidance?"
A dark star trail flashed on Jing Wuji's body, and he slipped into Tang Yue's shadow—only to emerge from it the next instant.
His answer was unmistakable—he didn't need it.
Tang Yue was stunned. He'd only awakened his magic seven months ago, and already he could cast a first-tier spell in under a second. What a genius!
He no longer needed to take magical practice classes. Quite frankly, if he could soon cast Shadow Step-through at third tier, he'd be ready for the Magic College Entrance Exam.
Without hesitation, Jing Wuji walked over to an empty seat, sat down, and began meditating.
His goal now was to raise the Step-through Shadow to Tier 3. Everything else was secondary. Unless Tang Yue gave him extra tutoring, keeping up with this class would only hold him back.
Watching him meditate there, Tang Yue suddenly understood how, in just seven months, he could unlock his first-tier spell. She still needed to figure out what had truly happened to him so she could speak with him properly. Mo Fan and Jing Wuji seemed close, so she decided to ask him.
Summer silently arrived in Bo City, and the lingering spring warmth gave way to oppressive heat.
Before long, an unforeseen torrential downpour swept across the land.
After observing the semester and speaking to Mo Fan, Tang Yue finally understood why Jing Wuji's primary affinity was Shadow magic.
According to Mo Fan, Jing Wuji had sealed off his heart ever since childhood, devoid of any emotional fluctuation—like still water. He was disconnected from the world, unmoved by anything.
When Tang Yue first heard this, she feared he might turn to a dark path. Fortunately, Mo Fan reassured her:
"Someone has already broken through the walls of Jing Wuji's world—even a crack has appeared, and it's growing wider. So you don't need to worry anymore."
Through this semester's efforts, Tang Yue had successfully gotten Jing Wuji to speak to her.
Thinking of that, the corner of her lips curved into a faint smile.
Suddenly, she seemed to recall something. Her smile faded, replaced by a quiet sigh.
She had truly taken on the mindset of a devoted teacher. But once her students graduated Grade 12, her time with them would be over—and if her projects hadn't progressed, it'd be time to return. Fortunately, she was able to help them reach graduation.
The year‑end evaluations had finally arrived. For many, today was a nightmare—it could determine whether they were expelled. These poor souls would find it most embarrassing to face their parents afterward.
Magic isn't a child's play; if you lack talent, you shouldn't waste your youth in school. It's better to find another path early.
For the academic elites, however, today was their chance to prove themselves!
As for Jing Wuji, today was nothing more than a boring interruption to his meditation.
His shadow dust showed no qualitative change; he still couldn't reach Tier‑3 Shadow Step-through. Tier 3 was a true milestone.
Mo Fan seemed unusually excited today—after all, this was his moment to shine.
He'd heard that Mu Ningxue would be here, which made him all the more eager.
Once again, Jing Wuji was reminded of events from years ago…
Arriving at the school field, Jing Wuji noticed that he and Mo Fan were the last ones to show up—but that didn't matter. After all, he was just here to go through the motions.
At the center of the field stood a semi-circular examiner's table. In front of it was a Star Sense Stone, used to evaluate the students' cultivation progress over the past year.
The brightness of the Star Sense Stone determined how much progress a student had made in their magical training.
Soon, three school leaders and examiners arrived.
As usual, the assessment began with a speech from the principal—an annual tradition.
After that, the school board director gave his remarks.
As Mu He (Mu Bai's uncle) stepped up and passionately painted a picture of a bright future for all aspiring mages, Jing Wuji stared coldly at him, his face expressionless. Mo Fan, on the other hand, found Mu He's theatrics a bit ridiculous.
Jing Wuji hadn't forgotten what happened. Neither had Mo Fan.
"Today, we are honored to welcome the most outstanding female mage in all of Bo City. Though she's the same age as you, she was admitted early by Imperial Capital University for her extraordinary talent. I'm sure most of you already know her legendary story. She is—Mu Ningxue!" Mu He announced loudly.
The moment he said her name, the crowd of over a thousand students erupted in excitement.
"Fan-ge, Fan-ge—it's the little princess! It's her! She came to our school!" Zhang Xiaohou tugged excitedly at Mo Fan's sleeve.
Mo Fan's face showed a trace of nostalgia as he looked toward the podium.
There, standing tall and proud like a snow lotus, was a stunning young woman. Her form-fitting, high-waisted white dress perfectly accentuated her flawless figure.
But what truly drew the eye wasn't just her alluring charm—it was her breathtaking, snow-silver hair.
That girl standing atop the podium looked like a snow fairy who had descended from the icy peaks of Tianshan—so ethereally beautiful, yet entirely untouchable!
"Brother Wuji... do you think I still have a chance?" Mo Fan asked, a bit disheartened by the dazzling sight of the girl on stage.
"You do." Jing Wuji's reply was simple but filled with firm conviction.
"You're right! I'm Mo Fan—the one destined for greatness!" Mo Fan's confidence surged again.
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