Aurora didn't understand what "mugwort" meant.
Was that the name of some magic potion?
If she lost, would she have to consume that potion called mugwort?
However, the fact that the fire magic she was so proud of had absolutely no effect on Ye Chuan was completely unacceptable to a genius like Aurora. This was especially true now, as she was in a state of magical outburst, making her rationality somewhat clouded by impulse.
"I bet you used your spatial magic to teleport my flames away."
Ye Chuan shrugged his shoulders.
Aurora was convinced her guess was right. The staff in her hand, inlaid with a crimson flame magic crystal, suddenly erupted with a blinding red light. The engraved patterns on the staff seemed to come alive, flowing with scalding magical energy.
Her red lips parted and closed rapidly. The obscure magical incantations transformed into golden runes, swirling and dancing around her like burning butterflies.
"A Tier 6 spell?!" Seeing this, Kaiaolen, who was also watching the battle from the stands, initially wanted to step in and stop it. After all, the destruction caused by a Tier 6 spell was no joke; if cast at full power, it could even affect the entire city of Milar!
At this moment, Kaiaolen had already made up his mind to stop the duel. But just as he stood up, he noticed that Ye Chuan's expression remained as calm and breezy as ever, as if he didn't care about the Tier 6 spell at all.
"..." A sense of absurdity rose in Kaiaolen's heart.
Could it be that this guy, Xi Xi, had a strength far beyond Tier 5?
Based on Kaiaolen's understanding of Ye Chuan, this guy was definitely not the type to put himself at a disadvantage.
One must know that being able to teach the adorable Elara was something any normal person would gladly do as a favor to him. Yet, this guy insisted on collecting tuition fees and even showed disdain for his lovely granddaughter.
"..." Thinking of this, Kaiaolen sat back down. He reached out his hand and directly activated the barrier.
A translucent, eggshell-like dome appeared, enveloping the entire dueling arena. Aurora, noticing this, sneered and looked at Ye Chuan.
"The barrier is up. It seems Grandpa Kaiaolen has agreed to let me use this spell."
"Is it that impressive?" Ye Chuan looked up at the flames condensing from the magic circle. It was barely passable, only at the level of Spirit Manifestation.
"Just average."
Seeing that Ye Chuan remained unmoved and even shook his head speechlessly, Aurora simply hardened her heart.
"Don't blame me if you get seriously injured! Pay the price for your contempt!"
"Tier 6 Magic, Pyroblast Heavenly Star!"
The moment the incantation ended, all the fiery runes around Aurora shot into the sky, merging with the massive magic circle forming above.
The magic circle was a full hundred meters in diameter. The runes burned with crimson-gold flames, dyeing the entire sky into a sea of fire. The surrounding air was instantly incinerated, forming a distorted vortex of heatwaves, and even the light refracted and warped in the extreme temperatures.
Countless tiny fiery meteors poured out from the magic circle, converging into a scorching fireball over a hundred meters in diameter. Magma-like patterns rolled across the fireball's surface, while its core flickered with a dark purple light of destruction.
The berserk fire-elemental magic made the earth tremble slightly, and the observing cultivators could even feel a burning, stinging sensation on their skin!
"I'll give you one last chance!" Aurora panted heavily. The overexertion of her magic made her face pale, but she still stared dead at Ye Chuan.
"Heh." Hearing Aurora's voice, Ye Chuan suddenly chuckled. In the next second, he simply snapped his fingers. An invisible magical energy was released, and Aurora's expression instantly froze in shock.
What's going on...
The magic... I can't feel my own magic anymore?
Aurora immediately turned her head to look at her magic circle, only to notice that the white-blue magical structural formula instantly turned crimson, slipping out of her control in a split second!
This is...
A reversal formula.
"Y-you controlled my magic?!" Aurora's voice was filled with disbelief!
It wasn't just Aurora; the people in the stands were also somewhat dumbfounded. The guards were still relatively composed, but the mages had already stood up in shock, pointing at the sky with trembling voices:
"It's a reversal formula! He actually used a reversal formula to seize control of a Tier 6 spell!"
A reversal formula was a special application of magic that could forcibly invade an opponent's magical structural formula and seize control of their spell.
Simply put, the cast spell was hijacked by the opponent.
And this situation usually only occurred when a high-tier mage suppressed a low-tier mage. One's understanding of the magic and level of magical power had to far exceed the opponent's to achieve this.
"Isn't controlling your magic just a piece of cake?" With a thought from Ye Chuan, the massive, oppressive fireball floated right above his head. With just a wave of his hand, this colossal fireball would smash right into Aurora.
"Impossible! Are you a Tier 7 Grand Mage?!"
"Or is this some weird spatial magic?!"
Aurora simply couldn't accept this.
The occurrence of this scene meant that Ye Chuan could have instantly defeated her from the start, but instead chose this method to completely crush her confidence.
It was simply like an old man toying with a mischievous child.
"Forcibly casting a Tier 6 spell, your mana must be completely drained by now." Ye Chuan wagged his finger, and the heavenly star in the sky teetered as its aura of destruction locked onto Aurora.
"Concede and accept the mugwort, or... take this heavenly star head-on?"
"I, I..." Aurora's mind was completely blank at this moment.
Forcibly casting a Tier 6 spell with the strength of a Tier 5 mage was Aurora's foundation and pride. But seeing her ultimate move hijacked by Ye Chuan's reversal formula and now threatening her own life...
It made Aurora feel a sense of betrayal.
"I, I..."
"Hmm?"
"I won't..."
"In that case." Ye Chuan twitched his finger, and the aura of the heavenly star completely locked onto Aurora.
Ultimately, her desire to survive overwhelmed her bottom line and pride.
"I-I concede! I accept the mugwort!" Aurora slumped to the ground, her staff clattering as it fell. Her crimson-gold ponytail lost its luster, drooping over her shoulder.
She could clearly feel that the Pyroblast Heavenly Star was now like a sharp sword hanging over her head. With just a single thought from Ye Chuan, she would be blasted into ashes by her own magic.
Ye Chuan curled his fingertips, and the Pyroblast Heavenly Star in the sky instantly shrank, turning into a streak of crimson-gold magical light. He casually crushed it, letting it dissipate into the air.
The barrier slowly dissipated, and the sunlight poured down once again. The scorching heat in the dueling arena gradually faded, leaving only a floor covered in scorched marks and Aurora's miserable figure slumped on the ground.
The stands were dead silent; everyone was still immersed in the shock of what had just happened.
"Oh my god..."
"Is this real? That's Lady Aurora, and she actually lost in the field of magic."
"What is there to say? A reversal formula means her magical level was completely crushed."

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”