The classroom was completely silent.
Everyone calmed down to sense the magic vortex.
It didn’t take long before everyone could feel a strange force spinning in their minds.
Some people’s vortexes spun faster, some slower.
The faster it spun, the faster they could absorb magic elements, and vice versa.
“Since you can all feel the vortex now, you can start sensing the magic elements.
Before that, I’ll give you two choices.” Teacher Zitong seriously held up two fingers.
“One, become a genius mage with high growth potential.
Two, become an average mage with lower growth.
Which do you choose?”
“Genius mage.” x n
“Alright, in that case, try using your mind to sense the magic elements!” Zitong was very satisfied with their answers, but she also knew that in every class, there were always a few who couldn’t complete such a difficult task.
It was like hatching eggs—there were always a couple of bad ones, and you could never guarantee a 100% success rate.
So she took it in stride.
Waiting was a long process, and the classroom fell silent again.
After a while, a faint red glow appeared around someone sitting in the corner, swirling around him nonstop.
Zitong strolled over to his side and softly said, “Not bad.
Focus and guide them into the vortex in your mind.”
His name was Wang Kang, with a B awakening level and fire as his magic element.
After hearing Zitong’s reminder, he followed her instructions.
Soon, the faint red glow thinned out and merged into his mind, then disappeared.
Looks like he’d successfully guided the magic element into his vortex.
Teacher Zitong smiled slightly.
This guy had some skills and pretty good comprehension.
After that, a few more people managed to guide the elements.
Zitong went to each of them to explain, keeping herself busy.
But she actually enjoyed this feeling.
Watching these young people become mages and walk the path of magic, she felt gratified, like an old person watching their descendants grow strong—a sense of satisfaction and comfort.
She was tired of court life, so now she really enjoyed her current life.
Bai Ling also followed Zitong’s instructions.
She felt like there were thousands of tiny green dots around her, emitting a faint green glow.
She thought these dots had their own consciousness, like they’d found a fun new toy, curiously circling around her.
Bai Ling felt close to them, like they were family, a strange sense of blood connection.
Every time she tried to sense them, they dodged away, which Bai Ling found amusing.
She instinctively raised her small hand, letting it float quietly in the air, waiting for these curious little things to come to her.
After a while, one faint green dot landed in her palm, bouncing around curiously.
Once the first came, the others followed.
Soon, almost all the dots gathered in her palm, forming a larger green dot.
It seemed like they were discussing something, and after a while, they separated again.
Then, a magic circle formed from these dots gradually took shape.
The moment it finished, all the magic elements in the classroom air started trembling, as if something terrifying had appeared, completely out of their control.
As the magic circle slowly spun, something began to emerge from its center.
At first, it was just a sharp tip, then more of it appeared.
When it was fully out, Bai Ling realized what it was—a pagoda, each level higher than the last.
Then, the magic circle made of those dots slowly floated into Bai Ling’s mind and stopped above her vortex.
They made Bai Ling feel warm and comfortable.
Sensing these dots, Bai Ling felt energized, all her fatigue gone.
The moment the magic circle stopped, Bai Ling couldn’t hold back her curiosity and wanted to explore the little pagoda.
She thought it would be locked or require some condition to enter, but she slipped in easily.
The moment she entered, she was captivated by the scene inside.
The walls of the pagoda were lined with books, stretching up so high she couldn’t see the top.
Bai Ling curiously picked up a book and read for a while.
It was all about healing magic.
She wanted to see what was on the top floor, but as soon as she stepped onto the spiral staircase, her steps felt heavy, and she couldn’t lift her foot for a second step.
This made her even more curious.
How could something be this powerful? Bai Ling was completely immersed in the little pagoda in her mind, totally unaware of what was happening outside.
Meanwhile, the classroom was still very quiet.
No one made a sound, but this silence was different from before.
Now, all the students were staring in one direction—at Bai Ling.
Everyone looked at her like she was some kind of monster.
Just now, when the magic circle formed in Bai Ling’s palm, all the magic elements in the air trembled, as if they’d met a king and could only submit.
Because of this, no one else could sense the magic elements in the air.
Everyone was forcibly stopped.
Only the few who had already guided the magic elements into the mage world weren’t affected, since they’d already succeeded and could manipulate the elements.
Zitong watched all this curiously.
She’d seen the commotion when magic elements were guided before, but never for the healing element.
She didn’t know what advice to give Bai Ling, so she could only let her figure it out herself.
She also wanted to see what was up with the healing element, but when she saw the magic circle made of elements, she felt a chill in her heart, even trembling.
The magic circle just felt overwhelmingly strong, not something she could resist.
She didn’t know why a little pagoda had formed on the magic circle, so she didn’t dare get too close to Bai Ling and just watched from a distance.
What Zitong didn’t know was that this wasn’t an offensive magic circle, but if it did attack, she’d be blasted to dust, nothing left.
Now, everyone in the class was curiously watching Bai Ling, who was shrouded in a faint green glow.
