Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 157, Murder and Arson, Golden Belt
In the Qingtian Hunting Grounds, the afternoon sun streamed through the blinds into the lobby.

A little girl with pigtails was sitting cross-legged on the bar, typing away on her laptop keyboard, making the entire hunting ground tremble.

"That damned Chen Hao!!!" Lingling gritted her teeth, "Such an interesting bounty mission, and he didn't even include me! 22 billion!!"

On the computer screen was news of the world-class bounty being completed, along with the name that was being wildly reprinted by the media—Qingtian Hunting Grounds·Chen Hao.

"Ha, a five-star hunter master... This kid really moved fast." Old Bao squatted in the corner, smoking his pipe that was always emitting blue smoke, while watching the news, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

"Hmph, what a pretentious guy." Leng Qing leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and snorted coldly.

The moment Chen Hao was mentioned, her tone immediately became barbed, especially when she thought about his disgraceful private life and how he inexplicably won over her best friend Tang Yue, which made her so angry that her teeth itched.

“Compared to him, Mo Fan is more pleasing to the eye,” Leng Qing added casually.

"Grandpa, I want to find Chen Hao and Mo Fan!" Lingling jumped off the bar and excitedly grabbed Old Man Bao's sleeve.

"Don't even think about it!" Leng Qing swept his cold gaze across the room, unleashing a death stare.

"I'm going!"

……

Meanwhile, far away in South America.

After receiving the bounty, Chen Hao didn't linger and led the National Team away from Peru overnight. By the time this globally sensational news reached China, they had already entered the Caribbean Sea.

"You beast!! You actually... you actually swallowed 2.2 billion all by yourself!!!" Mo Fan collapsed on the grass, looking as if he had been struck by lightning, with a look of utter despair.

"Holy crap, 2.2 billion! That's enough to buy two top-grade soul seeds!" Zhao Manyan couldn't help but get red-eyed. Even he, who always prided himself on his wealth, showed pure envy at this moment.

The other team members reacted similarly—envious and jealous, but no one harbored resentment.

Because they all knew in their hearts that the only ones who could complete a bounty mission of this level independently were not hunter mages, but monsters.

"22 billion... After the captain finishes processing this resource, he'll probably rise to the top in one step." Jiang Yu murmured, watching Chen Hao's retreating figure.

“The stronger the captain, the higher our National Team’s results will be.” Nan Jue’s expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Nan Rongni kept watching Chen Hao silently, her eyes filled with stars.

"Ah...so handsome." For some reason, certain inappropriate images for children popped into her mind again, and she subconsciously squeezed her legs together slightly, her cheeks flushing red.

Chen Hao happened to turn his head and glance at them: "Don't just stand there, let's get going. You'll all have these after the National Games. What's 22 billion?"

His tone was calm, yet it exuded an inexplicable confidence.

This time, their target is Mexico.

Because their mentors had confiscated all their credentials, the Nationalist team had no choice but to start on foot from Peru, heading north through Colombia, Panama, and Costa Rica. Their route followed a narrow coastline nestled between the Caribbean Sea and the Pacific Ocean.

To accommodate some trainees who were not skilled in naval warfare, they opted for land-based travel instead of using ships.

Along the way, the rich tropical atmosphere is palpable, with coconut palms, azure seas and skies, and thatched houses and small towns and villages that can be seen everywhere.

"That's strange... We've passed through so many villages, why are there so few women?" Zhao Manyan said dejectedly. "This wretched place... could it be a village of bachelors?"

"I'm afraid what they're more afraid of here isn't the siren, but men..." Guan Yu coldly retorted.

“Something’s not right,” Jiang Yu said, frowning. “Look closely, the bulletin boards in the towns we’ve passed through are covered with bounty posters.”

"A bounty?" Mo Fan's eyes lit up, and he jumped up almost reflexively. "Where? Where? Let me see it!!!"

The thought of Chen Hao single-handedly securing a world-class bounty makes Mo Fan incredibly eager whenever he hears about bounties.

Unfortunately, when he went to investigate, he found that they were all petty thieves, and the bounty was pitifully low.

The team moved on.

Soon, the women in the team were immediately impressed.

A small village with stunning scenery appeared before them.

Here, bordering the sea, the land unfolds in a terraced, hilly pattern, allowing the charming little wooden and thatched huts to be nestled gracefully on the mountainside. Delicate white paths wind their way up the mountain, flanked by fragrant, crimson herbs. The entire village is like a fairytale, beautiful and enchanting, with mountains, roads, the sea, flowers, and houses...

"What a beautiful place, Captain. Let's rest here for a while." Jiang Shaoxu came to Chen Hao's side, hugged his arm, and looked at him expectantly.

"Alright, let's go in and take a look." Chen Hao collected his interest without any expression.

The strange sensation on her buttocks made Jiang Shaoxu blush. "That jerk, he's getting more and more outrageous," she thought to herself.

……

As the group entered the herb-covered village, a woman adorned with ornaments from head to toe greeted them.

"Lost travelers. Do you want to stay overnight in this dreamy little village, or are you looking for some excitement..." The woman with the ornaments smiled charmingly, showing no restraint whatsoever with strangers.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Manyan was the first to step forward, a carefree smile playing on his lips. He quickly launched into a long conversation, only to be told, quite tactfully, by the woman carrying the ornament, that the village was currently holding a festival, and no tourists were welcome during the festival.

"I smell... the stench of sin."

Everyone was stunned. Before they could react, Chen Hao had already raised his arm.

"Mind control!"

The mental energy erupted like a hurricane, causing a violent disturbance in space, as if the air itself had frozen!

An irresistible force suddenly enveloped the woman wearing the ornament. Before she could even scream, she was pulled into the air and flew up, landing in Chen Hao's palm the next second!

His fingers, like pincers, mercilessly gripped her slender, soft neck, leaving the woman struggling with her legs dangling in the air, her face flushed.

"Chen Hao, what are you doing?!" Nan Jue exclaimed, her eyes wide.

Ai Jiangtu frowned, but did not intervene.

"No way, bro, even though she rejected us, she didn't just start choking us right away, did she?" Zhao Manyan was stunned.

The others also changed their expressions slightly, looking at Chen Hao with some surprise, clearly not understanding why he had suddenly launched an attack.

"Idiot." Chen Hao sneered, increasing the pressure of his palm, forcing the woman with the ornament to contort her face. "Didn't you realize this guy is a high-level mage? What kind of bullshit festival is this? He's probably doing something shady."

"You...you're talking nonsense..." The woman with the ornament struggled hoarsely, trying to explain herself, but her high-level magical energy fluctuations had already been completely exposed by Chen Hao.

"He really is a high-level mage..." Jiang Yu frowned. "But is this really necessary? Perhaps it really is a misunderstanding."

“Otherwise, why would I say I smelled ‘evil’?” Chen Hao’s eyes were cold, and his voice was deep and undeniably authoritative. “Whether it’s a misunderstanding or not, we’ll know once we go in.”

He looked at Mo Fan and said calmly, "Keep her pinned down."

Mo Fan, who had been itching to fight, didn't waste any words and directly unleashed a level four [Giant Shadow Nail], pinning the woman's shadow firmly to the ground! After doing all this, under the cover of shadow magic released by Mo Fan and Li Kaifeng, the group quietly sneaked into the depths of the small village.

Xiaozhai is built against the mountain, with houses scattered in an orderly manner, but at this moment a large number of people have gathered in the village.

They weren't celebrating, but rather standing densely packed in an open area of ​​the village, their expressions filled with fear. There were old and young, men and women mixed together, and a rough count revealed that there were three or four hundred people!

On the outskirts of the crowd, a group of mages dressed in red robes and adorned with ornaments were patrolling, their expressions indifferent, and some even carrying chains.

There were quite a few of them, roughly fifty by sight, plus those guarding the mountain path and the dark corners under the eaves, making a total of seventy or eighty!

Moreover, the magical energy fluctuations released by these mages were not low; most of them were mid-level, not the kind of beginners who were just starting out.

Jiang Yu gasped, unable to help but exclaim, "Damn, they really are a bunch of thieves!"

“People from the Crimson Ornaments Guild.” Nan Jue stared seriously at the red-robed figures. “It’s definitely them.”

The Red Ornament Guild—a notorious villainous guild in the Caribbean, ostensibly a "merchant guild," but in reality a group of ruthless pirates who commit murder, arson, and all sorts of evil deeds!

At this moment, in the center of the village, a man wearing a scarlet robe and a gold-patterned hood stood swaggering in front of the villagers, his expression indifferent, with a mocking smile always on his lips.

“I, Xige, have always been a reasonable man,” the man said lazily, his tone full of mockery. “The people of your village, your houses, your land, even the herbs you grow—all now belong to my Red Ornament Guild. Want them back? Fine, pay up and buy them all back, and we brothers will leave.”

"Bastards! These things were originally ours, when did they become yours? You stole our things, surrounded our village, and now you want us to pay to ransom them back?" A fiery young girl rushed out from the crowd, spitting fiercely at Xige!
Sieg didn't dodge or flinch. Instead, he slowly pulled out a tissue, wiped his chest, and then brought it to his nose for a deep sniff, revealing a nauseatingly wicked smile: "Hmm... a pure, untamed scent. I can smell it; you're still a girl who's never truly been touched by a man. I've already told you my business model. Whether you pay or not, whether you buy or not, is your business. But if you continue to be so disrespectful to the esteemed leader of the Crimson Ornament Guild, I'll let you taste the number of men you would normally need a lifetime to taste in just one night!!"

His disgusting words made the fierce young woman turn pale and cower in fear, but her anger exploded in everyone's chests!

"Damn it, he's too arrogant, Captain!" Jiang Shaoxu gritted his teeth, his chest heaving violently, almost ready to strike.

"Take them all! Capture them alive if possible!"

Chen Hao's cold shout was like thunder. Before he finished speaking, Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue had already transformed into two streaks of lightning and frost, suddenly bursting out of the shadows, their fighting spirit surging!

"Wait, there are still hostages—" Nan Jue had barely uttered the words when the others charged into the enemy ranks one after another, and the battle was about to begin!
Mo Fan's arms surged with lightning, and a lightning-trajectory star map roared and took shape around his body!
"Thunderbolt—Lightning Disaster!"

boom! boom! boom!
The violent lightning was like the wrath of the Thunder God. Dozens of thick bolts of lightning roared down from the sky, blasting the red-adorned guards on the outskirts of the village into a frenzy, with smoke billowing everywhere!
"Enemy attack!!!"

The members of the Crimson Ornament Guild reacted quickly, unleashing a barrage of magic including fire, water, rock shields, and wind blades, engulfing the entire village in a magical storm!

But the next moment, the air suddenly turned cold!
Mu Ningxue's eyes were icy cold as she traced star trails with her slender fingers, instantly unfurling a vast star map—

"Frozen Coffin - Frost Domain!"

boom! ! !
A cold wave crashed down from the sky, covering the earth with blue and white frost and snow. All the red-adorned mages who were casting spells were instantly frozen by ice crystals, as if they had fallen into the far north ice plains!

"Retreat!! They're high-level mages! So many high-level mages!!!"

Some members of the Red Ornament, who had witnessed the Nationalist government's formidable reputation, screamed in terror and fled.

But before they could take more than a few steps, Li Kaifeng's figure appeared like a ghost in the darkness above.

"Want to run?"

He smiled coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a huge shadow claw descended from the sky, pinning several fleeing people to the ground, unable to move!

Zhao Manyan raised a water shield to protect the villagers, while the star map rotated, holy light condensed, and soft pillars of light rose up, isolating the aftershocks of the magic.

Nan Rongni weaves through the crowd, her white-themed healing and blessing magic showering down like a rain of light around her, healing the wounds of the injured villagers and calming their frightened souls.

"All of you, kneel down! Surrender! You are surrounded! Surrender and you will not be killed!"

Chen Hao leaped into the air, spatial magic lifting him into mid-air. The shockwaves of his battle aura, carrying with them a mental pressure, swept across the entire area, causing the members of the Red Ornament to feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their faces turning deathly pale!
The melee lasted only three minutes before the Red Ornament Guild's dozens of members completely collapsed.

One-third died on the spot, most of the rest were seriously wounded and fell to the ground, and a few abandoned their armor and knelt down to surrender!
"Good heavens, there are quite a few rats in this nest." Zhao Manyan kicked a red-adorned mage who was unconscious and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"We're rich! So many villains, each with a wanted poster on their body, the bounty must be hundreds of millions!" Mo Fan's eyes were practically bulging with gold coins as he excitedly rubbed his hands together.

"Who said I was going to hand them over to the government?" Chen Hao walked over at this moment, dragging the limp and mentally broken Xige, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Huh? Then why did you arrest them...?" Mo Fan was stunned, his excitement instantly interrupted, and the others also cast puzzled glances at him.

Chen Hao's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Don't say I always make money on my own. This time, I'll teach you some real skills."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Xige's left hand and squeezed it between his five fingers!
"Kakakaka——"

The sound of bones cracking rang out one after another. Xige's four fingers were instantly crushed, bone spurs pierced through the skin, and flesh was mangled!
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

A scream pierced the sky, as shrill as a pig being slaughtered. His whole body was trembling violently, like a fish struggling for its last breath. His face was deathly pale, and even his shouts became hoarse!
"As the saying goes, murder and arson bring wealth. What's the point of hunting demons or offering bounties if nothing beats robbing a mage for making money? You agree, you bastard, right?" Chen Hao sneered, grabbing the bloody, mangled hand and yanking Xige off the ground.

The excruciating pain nearly made Xige faint, but he stubbornly held on, his face contorted with agony and terror, yet he still stubbornly raised his head to glare at Chen Hao, defiantly saying:

"How dare you treat me like this? Do you know who I am...? I, Xige, am the sixth minister of the Crimson Ornament Guild. If you lay a finger on me, our guild leader, Kaso, will skin you alive and tear your souls out of your bodies! You have no idea who you've offended!"

"Oh, what then?"

"You bastard! How dare you—Ughhhhh!!!" Before he could finish speaking, terrifying psychic power erupted from his arm, tearing the skin off his entire left hand like peeling a banana. The excruciating pain rendered him speechless, and he couldn't even breathe properly.

The people around were completely dumbfounded.

"Damn... why are they resorting to torture?" Zhao Manyan swallowed hard, quickly taking a step back, feeling his knees go weak.

Jiang Shaoxu frowned, unable to bear watching: "This is too cruel..."

"Hmph, the wicked must be tormented by the wicked!" Mo Fan said coldly, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

"Listen up, you scum."

Chen Hao raised Xige's bloodied and mangled left hand high, blood dripping from his fingertips, like a bloodstained contract. Xige, hanging in the air, was like a dying old dog, struggling on the verge of death.

Chen Hao glanced around, his gaze sharp as a blade, and said coldly, word by word:
"From this moment on, your lives and your souls belong to me."

"Want it back? Fine, pay up."

“A mid-level mage costs ten million for level one, twenty million for level two, and thirty million for level three. Each system is priced separately, so don’t even think about hiding anything. I have plenty of ways to make you confess your past lives.”

"High-level mage?" He revealed a mocking smile. "That starts at a hundred million. If you try to bargain, it's a death sentence."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed Xige to the ground like a sack of rotting flesh. The latter screamed in pain, but his voice carried a deep-seated fear.

“I know how many sleight of hand you beasts have been, how much money and supplies you’ve stolen from civilians, how many innocent people you’ve killed. So now… be honest, hand over your money, your magical artifacts, and all the possessions you’ve hidden away. Otherwise—”

"I will make you regret why life is so long."

There was a dead silence in the air.

(End of this chapter)