Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

After dinner, Zhou Min went home first, since it's better for a girl to go home early.

Four large men stood outside the restaurant. Mu Bai looked at Zhao Kunsan and Wang Sanpang and said...

"You two go back first. I have something to say to Mo Xie."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kunsan and Wang Sanpang exchanged a glance, but didn't think much of it, nodded, and left.

Mo Xie and Mu Bai walked side by side down the street. The former turned his head with a smile and asked first.

"What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?"

Mu Bai glanced at Mo Xie and said irritably.

"Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Tell me, you've looked at me several times tonight, is there something you want to tell me?"

The two sat on a bench in the commercial street. Mo Xie looked at Mu Bai beside him, pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke.

"Actually, the main reason I came to the ancient capital this time was to see you."

"Find me?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Bai looked at Mo Xie in surprise, a slight smile curving his lips and a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

It seems I hold a significant place in Mo Xie's heart. Well then, I'll forgive him for not visiting his childhood friend for so long...

Mo Xie nodded and explained.

"I want to ask you if you want to come with me to Tianshan."

"Tianshan?"

Upon hearing the destination, Mu Bai's pupils contracted, and he was speechless for a long time. He asked again, somewhat incredulously.

"Are you sure you want to take me to the Tianshan Mountains, and not to send me to my death?"

Mo Xie chuckled, shook his head helplessly, and said.

"No, I've assembled an elite squad, with a super-level mage accompanying me and over a dozen high-level mages. Nothing will happen to you."

Moreover, because the high mountain and glacier layers of the Tianshan Mountains are covered by snow and ice, anyone who dares to provoke them is simply courting death. So, all you need to do is safely cross the desert and meadow layers.

The only uncertainty is whether Mu Ningxue is dead or alive, and if she is alive, will she run into the high mountain layer?
"I see... By the way, what are you going to Tianshan for?"

Mu Bai nodded in sudden realization, then asked in confusion.

Mo Xie sighed and asked helplessly.

"You should know about Mu Ningxue's accident, right?"

"I heard from my uncle that Mu Ningxue went missing in the Tianshan Mountains... so you're planning to take people to search for her?"

Seeing Mo Xie nod, Mu Bai couldn't help but smile and asked curiously.

"So, have you two reconciled now?"

Mo Xie shook his head, clasped his hands together slightly, and said softly with a determined look in his eyes.

"Yes and no, I just want to wait for her reply."

"hehe."

Mu Bai chuckled, patted Mo Xie on the shoulder, and remarked with emotion.

"You two are still the same as ever, so stubborn."

"Did I?"

"No, I'm saying Mu Ningxue is just being stubborn."

Mo Xie didn't bother to say anything more about the topic, so he looked at Mu Bai, raised an eyebrow, and asked again.

"Do you want to come with me to Tianshan? There won't be any danger, and we can also find some ice-type resources. It seems like a win-win situation." He wanted to help Mu Bai improve his strength. Although Tianshan was full of dangers, it was also full of treasures. With a bit of luck, he could find opportunities.

Mu Bai frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then asked.

Do you need my help?

Mo Xie was taken aback, then nodded and said.

"of course."

Seeing this, Mu Bai smiled and replied.

"Okay, I'll go to Tianshan with you."

"Okay, then get ready, we'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

"So fast?"

"Yes, we've already wasted a day resting in the ancient capital. The current situation doesn't allow us to stay too long; we must reach Tianshan as soon as possible."

"That's true... then let's go back."

Unbeknownst to the two, a figure was silently watching them from the rooftop of the commercial street. He was none other than Hu Jin's Grand Steward, Mu Bai's father... Mu He!
Suddenly, Mo Xie, who was walking on the road, felt a gaze. He looked sharply at a rooftop, but did not see anything.

"Moye, what's wrong?"

Seeing Mo Xie stop and look in one direction, Mu Bai asked a question while looking over, but he didn't see anything either.

"It's okay, let's go."

Mo Xie shook his head, gave one last meaningful look, and then left the commercial street.

Behind a wall, Mu He breathed a sigh of relief, peeked out and watched Mo Xie and Mu Bai leave, pondering to himself.

Didn't Lord Salang meet with Mo Xie a while ago? Why did this kid come to Gudu just to see Lord Salang?
They even wanted to take Xiaobai to Tianshan. If there really was such an elite team, then their lives would certainly not be in danger.

Forget it, let them be. Since this kid is around, at least Xiaobai is safe.

Mu He glanced in the direction the two had left, then turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness.

……

Early the next morning, Mu Bai followed Mo Xie's group to Tianshan.

The air high above was chilly, and the pure white clouds hung below like pieces of ice, creating a very beautiful scene.

Occasionally, passing through some thinner clouds, one can still see the undulating, sparsely vegetated land below. The towering mountains, deep valleys, and distant roads that once stood there now appear as small folds, long lines, and ravines when viewed from above.

The distance from Shanghai to Beijing is basically across the entire country, so we need to land and rest in the ancient capital.

Normally, a mythical beast carrying such a group of people would be exhausted after flying less than half a country, let alone crossing the entire China and passing through several demonic and dangerous lands and mountain ranges...

However, Mo Xie and his group rode a monarch-level flying bird, which had no problem in terms of strength or speed.

Through Mo Xie's introduction, Mu Bai learned that the group consisted of eighteen high-level fully-trained cultivators who possessed soul seeds and were all battle-hardened mages.

Moreover, he was accompanied and protected by a second-level super-rank mage, and the griffin beneath him was his contracted beast.

"Mu Bai, this is the super-level mage in our team, you can call him Uncle Hui."

The super-level mage named Xiao Hui nodded to Mu, patted his chest, and said with a smile.

"Young man, don't worry, I'll protect you and the Pavilion Master."

He is probably in his early thirties, which is already the age of a super-level mage, showing his outstanding talent.

As they approached the capital, it was impossible to fly directly over the high mountains, so the griffins had to detour through several lower-altitude areas instead of heading directly east to west.

The air is thinner at high altitudes, but exceptionally clean and fresh. This is Mo Xie's first time visiting the Western Regions, this long-renowned divine capital. (End of Chapter)