Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 166 Lao Zhao, do you want the treasure?

After providing Nahara Ryosora with eighteen slave-level spirits, Nahara Ryosora released the sixteen souls he had previously captured.

Mo Fan first put Miyata into the ghost flag, then put a ghost robe on Nahara Ryosora and let him go for revenge. He was not a saint, so why should he stop others from taking revenge!
After getting rid of the obsessed ghost in the Ba Xia magic weapon, Mo Fan immediately walked towards the temple. He wanted to do Lao Zhao a favor, after all, he would be Zhao Manyan’s future plug-in.

Because the temple had limited rooms, Mo Fan was naturally assigned to a room with Zhao Manyan. However, as soon as he entered the temple, he ran into Jiang Shaoxu who was walking towards him.

Don’t say that, Jiang Shaoxu is really white!
Even though it was already night, the inside and outside of Yanming Temple was so quiet that not even the sound of insects could be heard. Even the bright neon lights at the foot of the mountain had nothing to do with this temple.

But even in such a dark environment, Mo Fan could still clearly see Jiang Shaoxu's skin as white as milk. If it weren't for her beautiful face, he would have thought he had encountered a female ghost.

"You scared me, Mo Fan, why are you here?" Jiang Shaoxu was also frightened by the sudden appearance of Mo Fan, and the two giant pandas were in ups and downs.

“I learned this from an old Taoist priest in Huashan. He said that meditating in nature would bring spiritual energy. I’m looking for spiritual energy.” Mo Fan answered with a smile.

"Let's talk about it when we go shopping. I just happened to meet you. Please accompany me down the mountain to buy some things." Jiang Shaoxu smiled, and the aura of bringing disaster to the country and the people spread all of a sudden.

“Shopping? Xixiong City isn’t a big city, so what’s there to see?” Mo Fan said.

"I'm going to buy some things. Xixiong City is to the west of the notebook, and Tokyo is to the east of the notebook. We still have a long way to go there." Jiang Shaoxu explained.

"You do need to buy some. Where's my Snow Baby? Why didn't you ask her to accompany you?" Mo Fan asked in confusion.

“Your Snowman is a practice maniac. He never forgets to practice at any time!!” Jiang Shaoxu rolled his eyes and said to Mo Fan.

"Let's go then."

Mo Fan and she are old friends - this refers to the previous life.

In order to help Jiang Shaoxu find her elder brother Jiang Shaojun, Mo Fan made a special trip to Kunlun Demon Kingdom and learned that Jiang Shaojun had indeed been to Kunlun that year, but he just looked around Kunlun and left.

Although Jiang Shaojun was not found, the friendship between them and the deep-rooted Kunlun Demon Kingdom for her was real.

"Mo Fan, I heard that you have a good relationship with the giant snake under the West Lake?" Jiang Shaoxu suddenly looked at him with sparkling eyes.

“Our relationship is just okay. He just helps me kill some people.” Mo Fan said modestly.

"Uh" Jiang Shaoxu glared at him again!

How could she respond to this?

Ask Mo Fan what kind of people he usually kills???

What time is the murder???
After hesitating for a while, Jiang Shaoxu asked again: "Then do you know the identity of that big snake? For example, it has some ancient titles like the guardian god of the human race."

“You want to talk about totems, right? I’m the only one who knows about this. Do you know how complicated it is?” Mo Fan opened the topic but did not continue.

Jiang Shaoxu was so angry that his teeth itched, but he could only find another opportunity to ask Mo Fan about the totem.

Going down the mountain into Xixiong City, this city still retains the architecture that was in the small notebooks a hundred years ago, with wooden houses, white lanterns, and fireworks. The smell of charcoal barbecue permeates the streets and alleys.

The two of them went to the bustling area. Jiang Shaoxu simply bought some skin care products, snacks, etc. Mo Fan also bought some for Mu Ningxue.

When I was about to go back, I suddenly saw an izakaya, which was located at the intersection of two not very busy streets. The smell of barbecue just now seemed to come from here.

There are lanterns and wooden boards with dishes written on them hanging at the door.

"It's still early, let's have a drink together." Jiang Shaoxu pulled Mo Fan in and they put the things they bought into their respective storage magic devices. The boss was a standard, stereotyped man with a tuft of beard under his nose and clogs on his feet.

Mo Fan focused on the barbecue here. He was tired of eating fish while sailing on the sea, and the food in Yanming Temple was all vegetarian.

Mo Fan is a carnivore who cannot live without meat.

Jiang Shaoxu ordered a pot of sake, and the boss asked in Japanese: "You two are not natives, right?"

Mo Fan smiled mysteriously and asked, "Boss, how did you know that?"

The boss pointed to his eyes and said, "Eyes and posture. Although Asians all look similar, they are still easy to identify."

After eating their fill at the pub, Mo Fan packed some more food for Mu Ningxue and Zhao Manyan, and then the two of them slowly returned to Yanming Temple.

From beginning to end, Mo Fan never revealed the news that he lived in Yanming Temple to the pub owner, so the pub owner naturally did not mention the matter of the soul-collecting.

On the way back to the temple, Mo Fan didn't see a single monk. Mu Ningxue was in the same room with Jiang Shaoxu and Nan Jue, so Mo Fan took the opportunity to check on his own Snow Baby.

Mu Ningxue wore a purple dress this time, which matched her long silver hair and moon goddess-like face very well.

Mo Fan took out a grilled squid. Mu Ningxue liked barbecue, but she had a very small appetite and might get tired of it after a little bit of eating.

Her favorite food is still sweets.

As expected, Mu Ningxue only ate a little of the squid and left the rest to Mo Fan.

After spending some time with Mu Ningxue, Mo Fan walked towards the boys' quarters.

"Old Zhao! Old Zhao!!"

Mo Fan stepped back into the room and called out to Zhao Manyan.

"What are you doing!!"

Zhao Manyan sat up quickly and hid his hands under the quilt.

As soon as Mo Fan came in and saw his expression, he knew what was going on. He was studying needlework.

"It's not me, Old Zhao, but there's nothing good about sharpening that toothpick of yours." Mo Fan said with disdain.

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated. Mo Fan, I will fight you to the death!!!"

Mo Fan used telekinesis to imprison Zhao Manyan in place and said, "Originally, I wanted to ask you if you want the treasure, but if you have this attitude, there will be no treasure!"

"Baby? What baby?"

First of all, Zhao Manyan didn't believe it. There was a reason why he could be friends with Mo Fan. What truth could a bastard like Mo Fan say?

"There is a dark cultivation vessel in the back mountain. It can not only increase your cultivation speed but also strengthen your defensive magic."

“Why don’t you want such a good treasure?” Zhao Manyan was afraid of being cheated.

"Haven't you heard that some vessels have souls? They even have tempers and dispositions like many creatures, and resonate with their masters' emotions. I already have such a vessel in my possession, so how can it be your turn?"

(End of this chapter)