Versatile Mage: Invincible from the Fire of Disaster

Chapter 15 Monster Hunting Plan
An uninvited guest came down from Luoyu Mountain. He was wearing a white robe and had a white face. He was looking at the top of Luoyu Mountain and muttering something.

"Why are the people from the Holy Court here?"

An old man slowly walked out of the forest of Luoyu Mountain, with a hint of coldness in his cloudy eyes.

"Shang Mo, I heard that you accepted a disciple."

The man in white robe spoke slowly in broken Chinese.

"And then? What does this have to do with your Holy Court?"

Shang Mo was already getting a little impatient. Vines began to grow on the trees of Luoyu Mountain behind him, and it seemed as if countless demons were dancing in the distance!

"Oh! I hope you didn't pass on your dangerous things to your apprentice, otherwise..."

The man in white robe seemed not to see it. He gently covered his mouth with his hands, then looked at Shang Modao with an exaggerated expression.

Dangerous things that have left the Star System are forbidden by the Holy City, but Shang Mo's status as the world's number one blacksmith is too high, so he is not controlled.

But if this method is passed down now, that would be another matter.

"Otherwise what!"

The trees on Luoyu Mountain suddenly became quiet, as if nothing had happened.

The man in white robe suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and an extremely terrifying aura of death enveloped him!

He slowly raised his head and saw that Shang Mo had floated into the air at some point, with a fireball like the sun behind him illuminating the dark night like daybreak!
The people in the market all looked up at the sky in surprise, completely unable to understand this scene that went against the laws of nature!
Shang Mo floated in the air like a god of fire, quietly looking at the white-robed men from the Holy Court below.

He was angry, very angry.

"No, no, no, Mr. Shang, you don't want to go against the Holy City. I am from the Holy Court."

The man in white robe began to stutter when he spoke. He didn't expect that Shang Mo, who had always been gentle, would suddenly become so irritable. He could only threaten to move out of the Holy City.

"So what if it's the Holy City? I don't have many days left to live. If anything happens to my apprentice, every single person from the Holy Court in China will be killed!"

The flaming sun behind Shang Mo was like a dangerous nuclear bomb, staring at the man in white robe at all times.

"Stop it, Mr. Shang, so as not to harm this city."

A voice came from the forest, and the shadow of the sun behind Shang Mo gradually dimmed.

He glanced at the man in white robe, then slowly uttered a word
"roll!"

The man in white robe didn't dare to say anything against it and could only run away in panic!

No one wants to mess with a top person, especially one who is about to get old!
The man in white robe ran away in shame, but Shang Mo still floated quietly in the air, looking coldly in one direction.

"General Li should be out by now!"

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man in military uniform came out and smiled at Shang Mo.
"Mr. Shang, long time no see."

"Oh, it's been a while since we last met, and now it's just this kind of trouble. It's better not to meet."

Shang Mo sneered, then a silver light flashed and he disappeared on the spot.

Li Juntong laughed, and the wings of wind spread out behind him, flying to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Dongfang Mo, who was tugging with Lin Ming, suddenly noticed the flames that lit up at the foot of the mountain. He immediately stopped trying to recruit Lin Ming, unfolded the winged magic tool behind him, and flew towards the foot of the mountain.

"What happened? Such powerful fire magic!"

Lin Ming also took this opportunity to escape from Dongfang Mo's enthusiasm.

He exhaled, then patted his chest and shook his head.

Dongfang Mo’s enthusiasm almost suffocated him just now.

He promised a bunch of completely unimaginable conditions, including giving money and gifts, and even said that he could choose any female disciple from the aristocratic family. Does he look like that kind of person?

Dongfang Lie, on the other hand, was quite relaxed. He held on to his magic armor tightly, as if he was afraid of losing it.

Lin Ming slowly walked to the front of the cabin and found that his master, Dongfang Mo, and a guy in military uniform who was unknown were discussing something.

He didn't interrupt, but just listened quietly.

But as soon as Shang Mo saw him, he immediately waved his hand, a silver light flashed, and he disappeared on the spot!

"Is it so private? Even I can't hear it?" Lin Ming muttered, but after careful perception, he found that they had just moved into the wooden house.

But since he was not allowed to listen, he stopped listening, looked at the color of the sky, and went to prepare dinner.

He had been on Luoyu Mountain for two years and had hardly gone down the mountain. Every time he went down the mountain, he would come back immediately after purchasing things, so he had to prepare his own meals every day.

After preparing dinner and giving one portion to Dongfang Lie, Lin Ming carried the three portions of dinner towards the wooden house.

Super-class mages are also human beings and need to eat dinner.

When I walked to the wooden house and was about to knock on the door, a somewhat old voice suddenly came.

"time is limited."

time is limited!
Lin Ming's eyes suddenly widened, and he began to think about what this meant.

Time is running out. What's running out? The master's time is running out. Is he leaving? Where is he going? Or do they have some plans? Time is running out.
But when he thought about the conversation between his master and the Dongfang family in the morning, he was stunned.

No way, the master looks quite strong and eats a lot every day. I must be overthinking it... But he is already very old after all. It's impossible! I must be overthinking it.

"Lin Ming, what are you doing standing outside the door?"

The master's voice came from inside the door.

Lin Ming suddenly came to his senses and pushed open the door with a smile.

"I brought dinner over, but I didn't open the door because I disturbed you."

The three people inside the door had serious expressions and seemed to be discussing something important.

Seeing Lin Ming bringing in the meal, Shang Mo waved his hand and said
"Come sit and eat with us."

Lin Ming did not hesitate and sat down to eat with them and listen to their conversation.

"I'll be troubling you in a few days, Senior Shang."

Li Juntong looked at Shang Mo seriously.

"Alas, this is my last contribution to the Shangshi. The Dongfang family will have to trouble you to protect my Luoyu Mountain."

The master sighed.

Final contribution…

Lin Ming couldn't help but clench the chopsticks in his hand.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shang. Although I am no match for that monarch, Luoyu Mountain will not suffer the slightest damage!"

Dongfang Mo said seriously.

"Monarch? What monarch?" Lin Ming suddenly asked.

Li Juntong glanced at his master, and his master nodded.

"An unexpected monarch, gravely injured, is resting in the Qinling Mountains near Shang City. We previously maintained a balance with the feathered demons of the Qinling Mountains, ensuring the stability of Shang City. However, this unexpected monarch is likely to disrupt this stable situation."

"So we're going to hunt down this Monarch Feather Demon?"

Lin Ming asked.

"Yes, this feather demon is extremely powerful, even stronger than the two monarch feather demons that originally occupied this place. If it recovers, it may recruit the two original monarch feather demons into its fold. The demon tribe that will be formed will not be able to contend with the power of the Shang City. We have no choice but to eliminate it now while he is seriously injured."

"Aren't you also a super-class magician?" Lin Ming asked Li Juntong.

Li Jun was stunned and looked at Lin Ming with a wry smile.

"There's a gap in strength between super-class mages. Even if that feathered demon is seriously injured, I'm still no match for him with my level of cultivation."

"Li Juntong has other tasks, so you don't have to worry about it."

Shang Mo waved his hand, then raised his head and looked at the mountains in the distance.

Faintly, the cry of a feathered demon could be heard in the mountains, echoing in the forest for a long time without stopping!

"This can be considered the old man's last contribution to this city."

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