Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"Boom boom boom!"

"Ah!!!" Riley let out a shrill scream as fragments of the demon soldier's body riddled his body with holes.

Purple pus flowed from every small hole, and the skin over which the pus flowed rotted and peeled off.

Riley could no longer scream. With his bare, white-boned arm, he covered the body parts that were gushing out of his lower abdomen and desperately tried to push them back in.

But it's all in vain.

The countdown to death has begun.

In his dying moments, his last vestiges of consciousness lingered, wondering if he would have avoided this deadly predicament had he not provoked this young Chinese man in the first place…

The enormous body of the Eagle-Winged Tiger Beast protected Pang Lai and Jiang Shaoxu, allowing them to witness the entire process of Riley being blown up from a first-person perspective.

"Self-destruction... What kind of demon is this?"

Pang Lai was in astonishment, but Jiang Shaoxu rushed out, calling out, "Xu Fang! Xu Fang, where are you?"

The demon soldiers were completely unrecognizable after their self-destruction. Ignoring the nearly depleted psychic nebula, Jiang Shaoxu forcibly used his psychic senses to monitor every corpse at the scene.

No.

neither.

Jiang Shaoxu felt both relieved and fearful.

Suddenly, as if by telepathy, she looked up sharply and saw a strange, purple figure slowly walking towards her.

Golden and purple light drew an obscure and incomprehensible pattern behind him...

Chapter 97 Lingling and Old Man Bao

Xu Fang didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

All he remembered was that after he crushed the purple bead, his soul seemed to be ripped away, breaking free from his heavy body.

Passing through the twisted, irregular tracks, Xu Fang was like a fisherman who had stumbled into a paradise, staring blankly at the brand-new, unfamiliar world before him.

The sky was crimson, the earth was pitch black, and at their boundary was an eerie purple.

Countless clumps of viscous liquid wriggle and deform in any imaginable place, devouring and being devoured.

Upon sensing the human soul, the mucus surged up almost frantically, attempting to merge itself with Xu Fang's soul.

But the next moment, the slime seemed to encounter some terrifying entity, scattering and fleeing in all directions while emitting a piercing howl.

The world was empty except for a single purple demonic cloud that hovered before Xu Fang's eyes.

"Looks like you're the boss of this area."

The purple demonic cloud naturally did not reply; its purple energy transformed into a rope and bound Xu Fang.

Xu Fang did not refuse, allowing the purple energy to enter his spiritual world. The immense power was like a needle pricking him, and Xu Fang felt a blur before his eyes and lost consciousness.

······

Opening his heavy eyelids, Xu Fang stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling.

Where is this?

My body aches so much...

"You're awake? The surgery was a success." A crisp voice rang in my ears, like a delicate wind chime hanging in the yard on a summer day.

Xu Fang turned his head with difficulty and looked at the little girl with pigtails sitting on the edge of the bed. The little girl was holding a computer in her hand, and there was a half-finished strawberry milkshake on the bedside table.

"Two times one, three times three, two times four, five..."

After frantically pressing the keys, the little girl turned the computer around and said calmly, "The total is 452,312. I don't want the change, just give me 460,000."

Xu Fang said, "You can just say you're trying to extort money."

The little girl rolled her eyes:

"You have been affected by high-level earth magic, and your body is showing signs of petrification. If we hadn't rescued you in time, you would have turned into stone long ago!"

Putting all that aside, you've been staying here for a whole month, so charging you a little extra is only fair. Do you really think Qingtian Hunting Grounds is a hotel?

Qingtian Hunting Grounds?

Lingling?

Seeing that Xu Fang remained silent, Lingling continued, "In conclusion, you bought back your life for 460,000 yuan. You made a huge profit."

Xu Fang sighed: "Talking about money all the time isn't cute. Maybe we can talk about something else, like why I'm in your bed."

"I'll answer your question."

Before Lingling could speak, the door opened and an old man with a white beard pushed it open and entered.

“Grandpa,” Lingling called out.

"Lingling, you go out first. I'll have a chat with this young man," Old Man Bao replied.

"Then you have to make him cough up the money. This kid isn't honest; it would be bad if he tried to renege on his debt," Lingling warned.

"understood."

After Lingling left, the old man sat in the spot where she had just been sitting, and the sweet smile on his face made Xu Fang feel a headache coming on.

"Sir, actually, 460,000 isn't out of the question," Xu Fang said tactfully, feeling uneasy under his gaze.

The old man smiled and said, "It seems that not only is your mind not damaged, but you are also very clear-headed. This way, I can explain to Xiaohua."

Xiao Hua... Hua Zhanhong?

Xu Fang was speechless. It was probably only this old man in front of him who could address Hua Zhanhong in such a way throughout all of China.

No longer dwelling on the issue of address, Xu Fang asked, "Did Chief Hua bring me here? Where's Jiang Shaoxu? And Chief Pang, Jiang Yu...?"

“Young man, you have to eat one bite at a time and speak one sentence at a time. Today, this old man happens to have some time, so I can tell you slowly.”

Old Bao clearly knew the inside story, and through his narration, the events of that day gradually came together.

That day, in order to recoup his losses by taking someone down with him before he died, Xu Fang crushed the purple bead before he turned to stone, and then his consciousness fell into silence.

The Purple Bead is the key to another dimension. The power from the other side directly infected all the creatures around, including the giant bear, turning them into purple monsters.

Even Riley, a high-level mage, could not escape his fate and was blown into a pool of blood by the self-destructing demon soldiers.

Pang Lai controlled the mutated Xu Fang, abandoned business negotiations, and immediately rode the monarch-level demon back to the country.

Before the demons landed, the news had already reached the country, causing a stir among the top leadership.

"Over the years, I've seen my share of storms and geniuses, but this is the first time I've encountered such a grand spectacle as yours."

Old Bao laughed.

After Xu Fang returned, the three leaders from the South, Central and North called one after another. The Ancient Capital Magic Association also stated that they would spare no effort to rescue Xu Fang and would bear all the expenses.

In the end, it was Hua Zhanhong who made the final decision to send Xu Fang to Old Man Bao, who was also Song Qiming.

Song Qiming was a senior priest of the Holy Judgment Court, and he had the most unique understanding of both light and evil. Xu Fang's current state was a perfect match for his expertise.

"So, you saved me?" Xu Fang asked.

"If I could, I would love to answer yes and make you, little monster, owe me a favor, but I'm ashamed to say no."

Old Man Bao said, "Your symptoms are very complicated; this is the first time I've seen anything like it. First, you were poisoned by the high-level magic, the Eye of the Rock Demon. After your body was completely petrified, it activated the power of the Purple Pearl, and the parasitic demon within it modified your body..."

"Parasitic demons?" Xu Fang grasped a key word.

"Yes, based on recent years of exploration, it has been determined that the Purple Pearl connects to a parasitic plane, where demons live in the form of viscous liquid and parasitize the spirit of mages."

Xu Fang did remember that there were countless colorful clumps of slime that tempted him, but in the end, it was a purple demon cloud that won him the heart of the handsome man.

Old Man Bao said, "Half a month ago, the exploration of the parasitic plane was stopped, and all the purple beads were forcibly retrieved."

Xu Fang was a little embarrassed: "Could it be because of...me?"

"Yes, but not only that," said Old Man Bao. "In recent years, the exploration of this plane has already resulted in the deaths of 46 elite mages."

While gaining immense power, they were all, without exception, captivated by the viscous liquid, turning into parasitic demons who knew only slaughter. You were the final straw that led you to this decision.

Xu Fang nodded silently.

"Of course, this pause is only temporary," Old Man Bao said with a smile. "Once we figure out a way to suppress the parasitic mucus, the exploration will resume, and the key to that lies with you."

"I?"

"Yes, you are the only one so far who has not been possessed."

Old Bao vividly remembers the scene: the golden light and purple light used Xu Fang's body as the battlefield, and in the end, they were evenly matched and fell silent.

Old Bao didn't say much about the topic, but instead gave a smirk, which was rather unconventional for an old man: "Speaking of which, what I'm more curious about is, are you really dating the Jiang family's daughter?"

"···"

"That shouldn't be the case. With how much Xiao Jiang dotes on his daughter, how could she possibly let you sleep with her before she's even twenty?"

Xu Fang didn't want to answer such an inappropriate question, so he asked, "Where is Jiang Shaoxu?"

"She went to buy food. She just left a little while ago and should be back in a bit," Old Man Bao said, when the wind chimes downstairs rang.

"Hey, here comes the fat sheep... We have a guest. Excuse me, old man, you should get some rest."

Old Bao went downstairs happily.

Chapter 98 Nebula Anomaly, Lu Nian

Old Bao went to do his shady business, while Xu Fang lay on the bed and tried to move his arm.

Not sour?

Xu Fang was somewhat surprised, because according to Lingling, he had been lying in bed for a month.

Putting aside whether there are professional muscle atrophy prevention massages in France or the world, even if you do get a massage, lying down for such a long time will definitely have aftereffects, and it's questionable whether you'll be able to lift your head.

After shifting to a more comfortable position, Xu Fang closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.

Cultivation is the foundation of one's existence in the magical realm. Just as hands and feet are like clothes, cultivation is like hands and feet. A mage would rather lose an arm than lose even one magic user.

"Four nebulae in total, very good... hmm?"