Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Lanyang City...the Earth's Core...Heritage...

Upon hearing these words, Mo Xie's eyes widened, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Lanyang City, Earth's Core, Heritage... Put these words together and you'll get an amazing piece of news.

Deep within Lanyang City... there might be the legacy of the Vermilion Bird!

Although the news was very shocking, several questions arose in Mo Xie's mind.

First, why would Suzaku tell me this news? Does it have some special meaning?
Secondly, why was I able to understand that strange incantation?

Finally, I wondered why I felt a strange sense of familiarity with it, as if it were an old friend I had known for a long time.

Just like when I saw that feather, it was very strange, I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Looking down, he was surprised to find that the Vermilion Bird was also looking at him. The man and the totem gazed at each other across the vast starry sky, like old friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt a touch of human reminiscence flashed in Zhuque's bright pupils.

The Vermilion Bird is agile and has smooth lines. It has the head of a chicken, the chin of a swallow, the neck of a snake, the body of a phoenix, and the tail of a fish. It has five-colored feather patterns.

When its tail feathers are spread out, it resembles a dazzling fan of flames, both beautiful and majestic.

The feathers were as hot as fire, shimmering with dazzling light, so beautiful and gorgeous that it was hard to look directly at them.

But at that moment, the light emanating from the Vermilion Bird suddenly dissipated, shrinking from its head and tail feathers until only one feather retained a red glow.

It seemed that after uttering those few words, it exhausted the last bit of its consciousness and fell asleep once again.

Mo Xie frowned upon seeing this, for what was once intact was now reduced to just a single lit feather.

Could it be... because we've only collected one feather so far?

Therefore, it seems that in order to rekindle the Vermilion Bird, we must collect other feathers.

"Ling, you must have seen what happened just now, right? Why do I have this feeling that I'm very familiar with Suzaku?"

This sense of familiarity wasn't new to him; he had experienced it before when lighting up the Azure Dragon, but he hadn't paid much attention to it then.

But now that he has encountered Suzaku again, he has to think about it.

Ling was unusually silent for a while before slowly speaking.

Perhaps you two have met before.

"Know them...you don't mean to say that my past life knew them, do you?!"

Mo Xie pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered that his past two lives still existed deep within his soul, and said somewhat uncertainly.

However, it's also possible that the invincible "Evil Emperor" knew the Holy Totems or resurrected them.

Once you arrive in Lanyang City, you will find the answer you are looking for.

After saying this, no matter how Mo Xie asked, Ling never answered again, and sighed helplessly.

However, he was not discouraged, and he believed that once he arrived in Lanyang City, all problems would be solved!

The problem is, how can I enter the Earth's core and find the Vermilion Bird's legacy?
According to his understanding, the Earth's core in Lanyang City is actually a sacred place for cultivation, specifically designed to provide a cultivation environment for the city's magical geniuses, much like the Sacred Spring in Bo City.

However, he wasn't from Lanyang City, so why should others allow him to enter the cultivation holy land?

But I have money, and I don't know if I can use it to buy a cultivation spot.

This matter cannot be taken lightly; it requires careful consideration!

"Little Xie, Little Xie..."

Hearing the call, Mo Xie exited the totem space. The feather was still displayed in the glass case, while Dean Xiao looked at him with concern.

"Xiao Xie, what's wrong with you just now? You were staring at the feathers in a daze."

"Oh, I'm fine, I just thought of something important."

Suddenly, Mo Xie turned his head to look at a dark spot, only to find that there was only a chair there.

He frowned; he had clearly felt a gaze fixed on him just moments before.

"Little Evil, what type of magical tool do you want?"

"If possible, I'd like some defensive magical artifacts." He already had a general idea of ​​what kind of magical artifacts he wanted, but he wanted to see if there were any other good ones.

Dean Xiao nodded and walked to the chair. Strangely, the chair was empty.

"Professor Shi, I brought my students here to choose the prizes. This is Mo Xie, who saved the Qing Campus yesterday."

Mo Xie was slightly taken aback. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that there was actually a person lying on the chair.

The darkness obscured his vision, and in the dim light, the person appeared as a completely transparent ghost.

I also study the Shadow Arts, but I'm far inferior to this old gentleman. I didn't even notice his presence when we got this close.

Most importantly, the other party did not use magic at all; it was purely due to their cultivation of the Shadow Arts that they developed a physique that was in harmony with darkness, demonstrating that their Shadow Arts cultivation had reached a high level.

The professor lay with his eyes closed, leisurely rocking in his rocking chair.

At this moment, he opened his eyes, looked at Mo Xie, and slowly spoke.

"Kid, you spotted me just now?"

Mo Xie was taken aback, not expecting the other party to ask such a question, and quickly replied.

"No, I just felt like someone was watching me."

"Hmm, that's a good feeling. You're very perceptive."

Professor Shi nodded, then asked another question.

"Do you still remember me?"

"Of course I remember. You were the old professor on the bullet train to Shanghai. I even asked you some questions."

With such a good memory, Mo Xie naturally knew that the other party was that old professor.

"It's rare that you still remember me... Actually, I've always had a question: when I met you twice, I was never able to see your exact cultivation level."

Professor Shi smiled and narrowed his eyes, as if trying to see through Mo Xie.

"If you don't mind, could you let me see your cultivation level? Consider it a request from this old man... Of course, if this involves your secrets, it doesn't matter."

Mo Xie pondered for a moment, and finding no problem, removed the shield.

Immediately afterwards, the swaying chair stopped, and Professor Shi's expression changed.

Immediately, his hearty laughter echoed throughout the secret room.

"Excellent! Outstanding talent, a prodigy among young men, truly a dragon among men!"

He suppressed his smile, tapped the armrest of the chair with his finger, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"However, your shadow magic cultivation is somewhat lagging behind, that won't do."

Professor Shi pondered for a moment, then smiled and said.

"Well then, I've achieved some success in the field of shadow magic. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. I'll be here most of the time."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Dean Xiao standing to the side.

"Dean Xiao, please open this place for Mo Xie. I need someone to chat with so I won't be so bored."

"You, you, fine."

Dean Xiao shook his head and said helplessly.

"Xiao Xie, you can wander around here for a while. I'm going to check the logbook. I haven't been here for a long time myself."

After Dean Xiao left, Mo Xie curiously wandered around.

In fact, the items displayed here are not numerous; each item has its own display stand and a long description of its origin.

After browsing around, Mo Xie stopped and turned her gaze to one of the booths.

On the display stand was a long sword that looked very classic, with flower-shaped carvings on the scabbard and a three-lobed handle.

Looking down, the display stand showed the name of the long sword—Enma! (End of Chapter)