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

Chapter 114 I'll stuff you back into hell, you stinky thing!
She was dressed stunningly; even in the freezing cold, she wore a silk robe embroidered with colorful birds, and a soft, bright red shawl hung down elegantly.

As she walks, her body sways gently, her slender waist and rounded curves rhythmically concealing and revealing themselves beneath the draped shawl.

The short man was flattered by the question and quickly replied:
"It wasn't like that before. Ever since the riots in the Sand River, this place has become filled with death energy. People in the industry say that a new era of the dead is coming."

Perhaps, if the supreme ruler of this undead kingdom changes hands, this situation could very well occur.

"The supreme ruler?"

"No one has ever seen it, but everyone knows it exists... People call it the Emperor of the Dead, which is said to be the transformation of a Tang Dynasty monarch after his death."

How many years ago was your Tang Dynasty?

"More than a thousand years, I suppose," the short man couldn't give a specific year.

"The ruler of a thousand years," Asha'ruya murmured to herself, but did not ask any further questions.

She didn't ask, but the short man, like a scholar, continued:

"That's right. The undead are all about age. The older they are, the more terrifying they are. Who knows what kind of monstrous creatures will be born from the nourishment of a thousand years of death energy."

"Even the strongest mages have never seen one. In the past, some foreigners who claimed to be from the Holy Tribunal came seeking answers. They were all top-notch mages, but none of them came back alive."

The short man showed off his literary talent by telling stories to the crowd, or perhaps he was trying to attract the attention of the woman in the black veil in front of him.

"Old Meng, is the Thousand-Year Ruler really that powerful?" Mo Fan asked Meng Qiuzhen in a low voice.

This guy is truly learned and talented, after all, he possesses such a mysterious object as the Goddess of Fortune.

Before setting off, Mo Fan asked Meng Qiuzhen about Zhang Xiaohou. Meng Qiuzhen said he was not dead, which is why he decisively paid ten million to hire the short man to lead the way.

"Bullshit. It's unknown whether a millennium-old monarch is even at the level of a great monarch. Such a thing would be crushed even with one hand against the Xuan Serpent, even though the Xuan Serpent doesn't have hands."

Meng Qiuzhen's吐槽 is authentic; people can make things up by guessing and inferring.

It can only be said that fantasizing about things one has never seen is part of human nature.
"Huh? Is the ruler of the Undead Kingdom that weak?" Mo Fan asked in confusion. He couldn't even defeat one of the Xuan Serpent's arms; how could he be the ruler of the Undead Kingdom?
If he brings the Black Serpent, can he destroy the Kingdom of the Dead?

"Who told you that the Thousand-Year Ruler is the ruler of the undead? Well then, I might not run away if I encounter the Black Serpent, but I don't think I would run away if I encountered the true ruler of the undead empire."

"Uh, why?"

"There's no way to escape. What else can we do? If we really face the Undead Emperor head-on, there's basically no way to escape. Of course, if I can cultivate for another two years, the situation might be a little better."

"No, young man, where did you hear this version from? I've never heard of it before," the short man chuckled.

Although his information was also hearsay, he didn't think his information was any worse than what Meng Qiuzhen knew, otherwise he would have wasted all these years.

Unexpectedly, Asha's interest was piqued, and she asked, "The Undead Emperor? What's that?"

This left the previously confident short man completely dumbfounded!

I can't even beat a kid??
He's just a little short. Is appearance really more important than inner qualities?
Just as the short man was questioning his existence, and everyone was waiting for Meng Qiuzhen to answer his questions, he instead asked in a low voice:

Do you think this news is valuable?

Asha Ruya smiled, becoming interested in the young man before her.

"That depends on how accurate the information is."

If it's really accurate, she wouldn't mind paying for it, but how the other party can prove it is a question worth considering.

Her soft laughter instantly captivated Mo Fan and the other men. They could already picture the smile beneath her veil, a mesmerizing smile that made them want to think about it. "I can't prove it," Meng Qiuzhen shook his head, then continued, "But Your Highness, the moment you entered China, I smelled a stench of darkness, like something crawling out of hell. It made me want to shove you back in."

Meng Qiuzhen did not directly mention the Dark Dimension, but used the word Hell as a substitute.

Upon hearing this, everyone froze in their tracks!
Aysariya was laughing happily just a moment ago, but now she couldn't laugh anymore.
"Old Meng, there's no need to swear," Mo Fan said in a low voice.

Although he was confused by Meng Qiuzhen's words, he caught the word "stinky" in them, which was very likely an insult.

"What do you know? This is a special way of picking up girls. You'll see if you keep watching," Meng Qiuzhen said nonchalantly.

To make a lasting impression on Asha'riya upon first meeting, I need to deliver a powerful blow; that's the most effective way to attract her attention.
"Damn it! How dare they disrespect our Highness!"

The two men with angry brows shouted, and immediately connected the star track!

We need to teach this arrogant young man a lesson.

"Holy crap! They started fighting right away?!" Mo Fan dodged, instinctively trying to get away.

It wasn't that I was afraid of the two followers, but rather that I wanted to avoid being caught in the crossfire of Meng Qiuzhen's attack; otherwise, getting hit would be pointless.
"Don't waste your magical energy."

Asha'ruya sternly stopped her two attendants beside her.

The two attendants hurriedly performed a strange bow, appearing as if they were listening to a lecture.

"You think I smell bad?" Asha Ruya moved closer to Meng Qiuzhen, who was smiling, as if she wanted him to smell her for himself to see if she smelled good or bad.

She could tell that the man who dared to call her smelly was strange. He remained calm and composed even as his two attendants were about to teach him a lesson, as if he had guessed that she would stop them.

The short man in front of him couldn't help but swallow hard as he watched Asha'ruya almost pressed against Meng Qiuzhen. He'd be willing to pay millions just to smell her up close.
"I don't even need to smell her to know that you don't smell as good as her." Meng Qiuzhen patted Ding Yumin on the shoulder.

Although he smelled a captivating fragrance the moment Asha's approached him, how could he admit it at this moment? He had to come up with a clever excuse.

"Don't compare me to anyone." Ding Yumin slapped away the hand that was on her shoulder without any politeness.

Even so, a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Damn, Old Meng got his hands on another one, with one on each arm. Does saying the opposite of what he means really work when he's flirting with pretty girls???"

Seeing that no fight had broken out, Mo Fan gritted his teeth and ran back, quite envious of Meng Qiuzhen being surrounded by two women.

Ever since he admitted that Meng Qiu was the most handsome man in Shanghai, he's now having a romantic encounter with him. Mo Fan is starting to regret not being so absolute in his statement.
"I bet you're just too shy to praise other women in front of your girlfriend."

Asha Ruya suddenly burst into laughter, her eyes brimming with seductive charm, and even her chest heaving.

The short man and the others almost drooled over it.

"hehe."

After the little incident, everyone continued on their way without stopping, but Asha Ruya did not walk with her two attendants anymore. Instead, she walked with Ding Yumin, flanking Meng Qiuzhen on his left and right.

"Do you know who I am?" Asha Ruya whispered in Meng Qiuzhen's ear.

A beautiful voice, coupled with a captivating body fragrance and a rich, alluring aura, all converged to attack Meng Qiuzhen.

However, when Meng Qiuzhen turned around and met Asha's gaze, she realized that the man was still calm and composed, which made her wonder if he didn't like women.
Meng Qiuzhen just smiled. How could he not know what Asha Ruya was thinking?

The problem is, he has several wives at home, and he's tried everything; he doesn't lack for that kind of thing. His calmness isn't because he's afraid of upsetting Ding Yumin.
"Miss Ye, how can you dress like that and not be recognized?"

(End of this chapter)