Versatile Mage: I Awakened Nine Stars

Chapter 389 The Death of Mu Tingying

The star trails in the time system were slightly sluggish.

Xu Shen was slightly taken aback, but still narrowly dodged the ice spikes.

His heart sank slightly.

Where did that stupid woman Mu Tingying find this medicine? It even has the effect of suppressing mental power and magical energy.

"Tsk tsk, this is interesting."

On the street, amidst the hailstorm, a man dressed in blue suddenly emerged, his face half-hidden by a hood, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Xu Shen's gaze narrowed slightly.

This attire suggests he's from the Black Church, or perhaps a blue-robed deacon, on par with Mu Bai's father, Mu He.

Since the events in the ancient capital, he had almost never heard of the Black Vatican again.

The only exception was the last time M was imprisoned on the mountain, because they mistakenly believed that Lu Kun and the Red Demon were the work of the Black Vatican.

"It's been such a long time no see."

Xu Shen smiled.

If we say that Bo City and the ancient capital caused the deaths of many innocent people because of their weakness.

So, now.

Xu Shen, who was already seething with anger because of Mu Tingying's outrageous actions, finally found an outlet for his frustration.

"You can still laugh?"

The man in blue felt inexplicably uneasy.

He's already taken the medicine, so logically he should be a beast devoid of mind and magic power by now.

But now...

Why can't I laugh?

Xu Shen was as swift as a fleeting shadow.

He slapped the man in blue across the face, sending him flying backward, spitting blood.

The blue-clad man had an aura of magical armor emanating from his body. He had just finished putting it on and hadn't even stood up when Xu Shen stepped on his helmet.

Xu Shen looked down at him with disdain and said, "With this level of skill, who gave you the audacity to assassinate me?"

The man in blue, his eyes bulging with fury, tried to struggle to his feet, but Xu Shen held him firmly down, leaving him writhing like a maggot.

"waste!"

In the distance, a purple-eyed boy lowered his binoculars and shouted angrily, "Plan suspended, retreat."

Xu Shen felt his brain getting increasingly dizzy, so he casually broke the blue-robed deacon's limbs and kicked him to the temple mage who had come running after hearing the news.

"You've come at the right time. I have other things to do, so I'll leave this person to you."

With that, he quickly disappeared down the street.

Mu Tingying's medicine is damn strong.

Even with his terrifying monarch-level physique, he was somewhat unable to withstand it.

After many twists and turns, Xu Shen found himself in a cold storage room where no one paid him any attention. He resumed his craft and worked until midnight. For the first time, he felt a dull pain in his kidneys before he could barely regain his senses.

The desire had not completely faded, but most of his magical power had disappeared.

Even the primordial spirit in his spiritual sea was wilted, like a frostbitten eggplant.

With his IQ back on track, Xu Shen, struggling with his exhaustion, was about to return to the hotel when a sudden inspiration struck him. After a moment's thought, he took out his phone and called Bai Tingting.

"Xu Shen, where did you go? We've all been looking for you."

Bai Tingting sounded very anxious on the other end of the phone, her voice trembling with tears.

“I’m fine,” Xu Shen said wearily. “There’s something wrong with Mu Tingying’s medicine. I’m completely drained of my mental energy and magical power. I have no strength left in my body. Tingting, listen carefully. The Black Vatican dared to reveal their identity and commit murder in the street. They must have a backup plan. I’m in a very dangerous situation. Go to the Temple of Liberty and find some bodyguards. I’m in the cold storage next to 450 Fourth Avenue.”

After finishing his sentence, Xu Shen hung up the phone, smiled knowingly, and quietly leaned against the box, closing his eyes to rest.

Three minutes later.

A man in a red robe pushed open the door to the cold storage room.

His eyes were cold and stern, and he carried a sinister-looking scythe.

Without a word, crimson light flashed as the scythe struck down.

This power is unlike any magic system that Xu Shen knows of.

However, Xu Shen could feel the Evil Pearl in his palm trembling incessantly.

Xu Shen smiled.

Whatever it is, as long as it is evil, it will inevitably be completely suppressed by his light magic.

He nimbly dodged the attack.

Light-based magical energy rapidly condensed in his palm, and a semi-illusory constellation gradually took shape in the air. Before the red-robed man could react, nine giants of light had already surrounded him completely.

The halberd, gleaming with holy light, was driven into the ground.

The sickle was knocked away.

Several large holes were poked into the man in the red robe.

He groaned and fainted from the unbearable pain.

Xu Shen casually tossed aside a few broken magic diamonds and laughed, "I knew you guys would eavesdrop. You didn't expect that, did you? My magic energy is depleted, but that doesn't mean it can't be replenished."

The man in the red robe, his eyes filled with hatred and resentment, barely raised his head, his finger trembling as he pointed at Xu Shen, and spat out several more mouthfuls of blood.

Xu Shen stopped wasting words, and as usual crushed the limbs, knocked out the teeth, lifted the red-robed man by the ankle, and left the cold storage like dragging a dead pig.

Before long, Bai Tingting and the others arrived, accompanied by temple mages such as Oruna.

Xu Shen was slightly taken aback: "Tingting, you didn't understand what I meant, did you?"

In broad daylight, the Black Vatican committing murder in the street is bound to attract a lot of attention, including, naturally, the temple mages.

Whether the assassination will succeed is another matter, and whether they can escape is also uncertain, but their identity will most likely be exposed.

The Black Vatican that Xu Shen knew wasn't that stupid.

Generally speaking, when someone does something in a grand and public manner, there is always an unspeakable other purpose hidden in the background.

The so-called "openly suppressing the enemy while secretly plotting against them" is a clumsy tactic that our ancestors in China have been using for over a thousand years.

Since Xu Shen had seen through it, he naturally had to kindly offer a few words of advice.

Bai Tingting and he had a good understanding of each other, so she was not unable to understand the meaning behind his words.

But what's the meaning of having so many temple mages with him?
“I understand,” Bai Tingting said helplessly, “but the Temple of Liberty is very confident. They said that whatever the Black Vatican’s purpose is, let them come at me.”

Xu Shen shook his head speechlessly.

Forget it, whatever losses the US suffers is none of his business.

He then smiled at Feng Li and said, "These temple mages are fine, but Dean Feng, why did you, such a busy person, have to come over as well? I feel so bad about it."

Feng Li said gravely, "Mu Tingying is dead."

Xu Shen was somewhat taken aback: "Dead? How did he die?"

"The autopsy report indicated that the death was caused by multiple factors, including crush syndrome, asphyxiation, and ruptured corpus luteum."

Feng Li still feels lingering fear when he recalls that decadent scene.

He knew many scions of wealthy and influential families who indulged in frivolous pursuits, and he himself had lived that way in his youth.

But someone like Mu Tingying... is truly a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence.

If he hadn't stopped the temple priests from taking pictures in time, Mu Tingying would probably be dead and her reputation ruined.

Xu Shen frowned: "Didn't you find any poison?"

"No," Feng Li shook his head and said, "Including the two bottles of wine you drank at the scene, no abnormal substances were detected in them. This kind of poison should be very volatile."

Xu Shen suddenly remembered that the evil energy seemed to dissipate very quickly last night.

Those beasts in the Black Vatican are truly ruthless.

He is now 100% certain that Mu Tingying, that stupid woman, has been used.

It's only because of his extraordinary physique that he would have ended up like Mu Tingying.

Feng Li sighed, "Mu Tingying is a member of the Mu clan. Her death will likely cause quite a stir."

"You can't blame anyone else for your own stupidity, and you almost dragged me down with you," Xu Shen sneered. "Let's go, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Oruna asked, "Who are you dragging?"

“I don’t recognize him. He should also be from the Black Vatican. Hopefully, he’ll be a big fish,” Xu Shen said, tossing the question to a temple mage who was accompanying him. “What about the one from this morning? Did you find anything out?”

Oruna said in a deep voice, "His name is Pei Li, and he was once a temple mage."

"Wow, that sounds like there's a story behind it."

Oruna sighed and said, "When Pei Li was still working at the temple, everyone thought he was a diligent and honest man. However, you can't judge a book by its cover. He committed an unforgivable sin. If his superior hadn't pleaded for him, it probably wouldn't have been as simple as just abolishing his cultivation and expelling him from the temple. The temple spared his life, but unexpectedly, he held a grudge and joined the Black Church, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on the temple."

Oruna was heartbroken and deeply saddened by Pei Li's downfall.

Xu Shen shook his head and remained silent.

For a mage, losing their cultivation is more painful than death.

This woman is really talking without any sense of the situation.

It would have been better not to have this life at all.

See, this has created a problem.

(End of this chapter)