Full-Time Mage: Double Return, Niu Ma Mo Fan

Chapter 113 Terrified after being punched! Encountering Asha'ruya outside the city!

Zhu Meng's actions successfully drew the attention of everyone in the meeting room.

"Who has come to the ancient capital?" Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, asked.

"I lost my composure. There were hardly any people around, just one student. Let's continue discussing the plan for the sweep in the north of the city."

Zhu Meng reacted quickly and sat back down without saying much.

This left the others looking at each other in bewilderment, wondering what could have prompted Councilor Zhu Meng to act this way. However, since the other party claimed to be a student, it was likely a family member or junior he cared about, so no one pried into such a private matter.

After the meeting adjourned, Zhu Meng summoned Wu Pingjing and instructed him:
"Find that little... no, that Dream Judge."

"If he could join us, I dare say the chances of success in the sweep operation in the north of the city would increase significantly!!!"

"We can't let that monstrous tyrant get close to the ancient capital; we must eliminate it as soon as possible!!!"

Zhu Meng could never forget the punch that made him question the meaning of life.
The Heavenly Palace Armor was blasted with a large hole by the Dream Seeking Truth in Hangzhou, and Zhu Meng had to pay a considerable price to repair it.

He can forget his wife, but he can't forget that punch.
If he hadn't been preoccupied with numerous follow-up matters at the time, he would have definitely met this young man.

He never expected that the other party was just a student from Mingzhu Academy. Just as he was trying to recruit Meng Qiuzhen, news came that Li Tian had gotten there first. It is said that Li Tian even put together an unprecedented nominal trial meeting for this reason.

When Zhu Meng found out, he was so angry that he smashed several of his beloved teacups.
"Yes!" Wu Pingjing responded and withdrew.

As the head of the palace guards, he was already a super strong mage; he wouldn't have been able to take on this position if he weren't so powerful.

Even someone with such extraordinary strength and status couldn't help but feel a chill when he thought of the young man, Meng Qiuzhen.

Even the incomparably powerful Thunderfire God of War, Zhu Meng, was sent flying with a single punch!
He felt he should find a cool place to stay.

Some young people these days are going too far.
……

The night is short, especially for those who go to sleep early.

The night was incredibly long, as the battle at the outer city walls continued.

The tremor didn't subside until dawn, and the battle outside the city came to an end.

The ancient capital city, south gate.

Meng Qiuzhen and his group consisted of eight people, six men and two women, who left the city after the spirits of the dead had dissipated.

The south side faces the Qinling Mountains, so whether you fly or drive, you'll be giving the Qinling demons face.

So if you go south, there are basically no vehicles or similar vehicles available; you have to walk the whole time.

"That's outrageous! They actually want ten million! That's more profitable than robbing a bank, and I have to pay for it all myself. Lao Meng, you're so rich, you should act like a human being." Mo Fan grumbled.

Yesterday, he went to the association to retrieve the records of Zhang Xiaohou's mission, which only stated that he was missing and not that any remains were found.

The location of the disappearance was in the area between Yangyang Village and Hua Village in Weiju Village.

Adhering to the principle of finding the person alive or dead, Mo Fan immediately went to the Hunter Alliance, hoping to find a rescue team familiar with the terrain.

After searching for a long time, only the dwarf's group dared to go to the dangerous village at this time.

He had no choice but to compromise. Even though the other party said they weren't traveling alone and would be taking other people with them if they wanted to carpool, Mo Fan didn't say anything. But paying a ten million commission fee almost made Mo Fan jump up and down in anger.

Your boss is already so rich, can't he be generous just this once?
"Don't you still have loans to pay off? Just spend them if you want."

Meng Qiuzhen gave a casual reply, still studying a formation diagram in his hand.

Last night he spent the whole night having in-depth discussions with Ding Yumin and made many improvements. He is currently studying and looking for loopholes.

When Mo Fan saw the two of them come out of the same room this morning, he was completely stunned.

He couldn't help but imagine that their child might really be a month old soon.
“Did you hear it last night? The battle outside the city seems very unusual. I took a look from afar this morning in the morning light, and it seems that a large breach has been punched in the outer city wall on the north side of the city.” “I also vaguely saw a shadowy figure roaring arrogantly to the sky, its roar like rolling thunder, which made the city wall shake a little.”

Ding Yumin also joined the conversation between the two, but she was also examining something in her hand—a black jade short sword, no more than thirty or forty centimeters long.

This is the good stuff that Feng Susu handed to Meng Qiuzhen in the black box at the airport.

This short sword was forged using materials left over from the purification array created by Meng Qiuzhen.

Ding Yumin fell in love with it at first sight and really liked the special material.

Watching the two of them chatting idly as if they were both busy, Mo Fan couldn't stand it anymore. He felt like he was the one who had been invited to help, and he was bored to death.
"Let me tell you, anyone who's stranded outside will die if they stay overnight. Sending people to rescue them sounds nice, but they're really just there to collect the bodies, to prevent the remains from becoming ghosts. So don't count on rescuing anyone. It would be a miracle if you could find one or two pieces of your friend's remains and make sure they come back alive."

The short man chuckled, stroking his duke's beard. As he spoke, he deliberately glanced furtively at the woman in black stockings who was traveling with him. His small eyes immediately gleamed with lust, and he gave Mo Fan a wicked smile that only men would understand.

The two then hit it off and started discussing topics that men like to talk about.

"I sensed that woman's aura was very unusual; she must practice dark magic, and she must be... very beautiful." Ding Yumin would occasionally steal glances at Asha'ruya, who was walking ahead wearing a black veil.

"Your senses are quite sharp," Meng Qiuzhen said with a smile.

The major one studies can easily influence a person's temperament and aura; Ding Yumin's judgment was correct.

Although the woman was filled with burning desire, she also exuded a dark quality.

A group of eight people.

Three students from the prestigious Mingzhu Academy, a place of dreams and truth.

The short man and his partner, the strong man.

The rest were Asha'ruya and her two attendants.

It's pretty much the same as the original story.

Meng Qiuzhen put down the array diagram and glanced at Asharuya.

This alluring woman from the original work has a significant background; she is Wen Tai's adopted daughter, one of the future Parthenon Saints, and also holds titles such as Fallen Angel.
Most importantly, she seems to have access to many special channels and information, so it might be a good opportunity to make friends with her.

Although Meng Qiuzhen had read the original work, it did not mean that he was omniscient and omnipotent; this was evident in his organization of Long to collect intelligence.

……

As dusk falls, in this season of long nights and short days, the sun will probably reach its dark bed a little after five o'clock.

"Damn it, this garlic is really awful!!" Mo Fan grumbled, but after glancing back, he stopped talking.

"Ughh ...

The deathly silence before nightfall was broken!
Roars and howls rose and fell, echoing behind the group.

A large patch of soil cracked open, revealing a huge tomb less than ten meters from Mo Fan.

There were more than twenty half-corpses and half-skeletons lying haphazardly inside.

The skeletons are blackened, suggesting they were likely poisoned en masse. The tools scattered around them also suggest they were buried alive with some ancient general.

Mo Fan originally thought that twenty or so would be a lot, but who knew that there was another tomb under that tomb, from which skeletons kept crawling out, each one covered in blood and extremely ferocious!

The effects of grey garlic are immediate; the breath you exhale can sometimes make even the undead think you haven't brushed your teeth, and those with obsessive-compulsive disorder will give way to you.

The group moved through the hordes of undead. Asha'ruya, unusually, spoke, her voice as beautiful as a clear, ethereal melody drifting down from the sky:
Is it always like this here?

(End of this chapter)