Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 69 Shameless Zhang Chen

His attendant Asin snapped his fingers, and a flame danced at his fingertips toward the damp firewood, instantly igniting a campfire.

The fire illuminated the cave, which, although it had a foul odor, was generally dry, much better than the cold, rainy conditions outside.

The group gathered around the fire to dry their slightly damp clothes. The veiled woman's clothes were only a little damp because she had been mostly under Zhang Chen's transparent barrier during the battle.

She slowly removed her veil, revealing her flawless, white face, which stunned Zhang Chen for a moment. He had thought that the face beneath the veil was that of a foreigner.

If you don't look closely, she doesn't look much different from a Chinese woman, but her eyes are exceptionally bright like stars, and her long eyelashes are now even more wet, just like pear blossoms in the rain, so charming and touching!

She felt Zhang Chen and Mo Fan's gazes, glanced at them sideways, and muttered something under her breath.

Zhang Chen knew without a doubt that it was profanity. He looked away and searched his mind for information about the Parthenon.

After a long silence and deep contemplation, the veiled woman's mental power reached out, and Zhang Chen's voice echoed in her mind: "What are you doing here at the Parthenon?"

"What's it to you! You opportunistic scoundrel!" Veiled Anko was in a bad mood and actively contacted the mental power within her, cursing, "I don't think you're a good person either! You're not doing this for the Black Vatican, are you?" Zhang Chen deliberately tricked her, seeing that she wasn't wearing any magic artifacts to protect her mind.

The veiled woman's heart tightened, and she reacted quickly by putting the mind-controlling artifact back on.

But Zhang Chen caught it in that instant, and she immediately recalled his voice: "It seems so! Tell me, is the Black Vatican going to unleash another disaster in the ancient capital this time!"

While Zhang Chen was communicating with her in her mind, Mo Fan had already taken up a post at the cave entrance to prevent them from escaping.

She noticed it naturally and was immediately furious, gritting her teeth.

How can there be such shameless, despicable, and disgusting people in the world!

She quickly calmed herself down, thinking, "I'm just an information broker. I don't know what they're up to. If you want any information, you can exchange it for information of equal value!"

"Stop threatening me! Whatever happens to me, the Parthenon will not let you get away with it!"

Zhang Chen's smiling voice echoed in her mind: "You don't need to tell me, I already know the Black Vatican wants to repeat the disaster of Bo City in the Ancient Capital! You just need to tell me where the Black Vatican members are in the Ancient Capital right now, and who they are!"

"You can ask me anything you want to know."

If Zhang Chen were to rely on his own intuition to search for the entire Black Vatican in this ancient and large city, who knows how long it would take to uncover it all? It would be better to ask her.

"The Black Vatican is an internationally renowned organization, do you think I would know about something like this?" The veiled woman made no attempt to hide her disdain for Zhang Chen. "Then what information did you trade with them?"

"You're not qualified! But you have absolutely nothing to do with what happened in the ancient capital!"

"What kind of information can I exchange for?"

A wicked thought flashed through her mind, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips. She thought to herself, "You want to know the source of the dark aura on my body? I'll trade you the source of your own aura for it."

"Okay." Strictly speaking, Zhang Chen was born with this talent, so he felt it was a sure thing and readily agreed.

She voluntarily removed the mind-control device to show her sincerity, saying, "This is what I was born with."

Zhang Chen immediately transmitted his thoughts: "Is it really unrelated to the ancient world? Do you really not know where the members of the Black Vatican are?"

Sensing that she genuinely didn't know, I immediately replied, "You really don't know! I was born that way too."

"Not a shred of sincerity!" The veiled woman quickly put her mind-control device back on, her teeth itching with hatred.

"No matter what, you owe me a favor." Zhang Chen's serious tone echoed in her mind. "What did you say! When did I owe you a favor!" Zhang Chen kept refreshing her understanding, she thought to herself.

"No matter what, it was wrong of you to exchange information with the Black Vatican. What would happen if the people at the Parthenon found out about your secret contact with the Black Vatican? I've kept it a secret for you; don't you owe me a favor?"

Zhang Chen was incredibly thick-skinned when dealing with this scoundrel who was making deals with the Black Vatican, and he spoke without batting an eye.

"Fine! Fine! Fine! I hope you live to see the day I repay your favor!" The veiled woman practically spat out these words through gritted teeth. Everyone, seeing her suddenly utter such a nonsensical statement, thought she had lost her mind and looked at her with pity.

She naturally sensed it, and immediately became so angry that she trembled all over, her ears turning bright red.

Seeing this, Mo Fan couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Oh! Is this a threat? I'm so scared! Why don't you tell me right now what your deal with the Black Vatican is, and I'll repay the favor!" Zhang Chen's slightly mocking voice echoed in her mind, "Go to hell! Get out of here!"

Zhang Chen's mental power was pushed away by a strange fluctuation. It must be said that although the mental system can only sense other people's vague emotions and thoughts, it is more than enough to detect lies.

The next morning, the rain continued to drizzle. Seeing that the rain showed no signs of stopping, Zhang Chen suggested, "Why don't we go? Let's go to Huacun! The more this rain falls, the more uneasy I feel."

Actually, Zhang Chen should find the little monkey quickly and return to the ancient capital to remind the Clock Tower Magic Association as soon as possible.

"This isn't quite right!" the short man said hesitantly. "Let's go!" the veiled woman said. She really didn't want to stay with Zhang Chen and the others, constantly worrying about whether her mind would be disturbed. She hadn't slept much last night.

Seeing that most people agreed, the short man had no choice but to lead the way. With Zhang Chen's transparent barrier and He Yu's water protection, the group was not exposed to the rain.

As Zhang Chen approached Huacun, he saw a huge cyan tornado that swept up several ghost corpses and sent them flying into the sky before dissipating and crashing down into a bloody pulp.

The village was surrounded by a dense mass of spirits. Zhang Chen keenly spotted a person dressed in a gray raincoat on a tree, laughing heartily.

Zhang Chen immediately recognized him as a necromancer and teleported to his side in a few moments. He didn't sense any Black Church scent on him, but rather the fragrance of a sacred spring. Zhang Chen knocked him unconscious and placed him under a tree.

Mo Fan and his group had already begun clearing away the spirits around Hua Village, and they finished in no time.

Zhang Chen saw a familiar figure appear from behind a girl, teleporting in front of them and shouting, "Little Monkey! I knew you weren't dead!"

But then they realized something was wrong. He seemed to have some mental issues, and he seemed to be faking amnesia. Fortunately, he didn't have any physical injuries.

After He Yu helped Mo Fan and the others clear away the spirits, she naturally saw the little monkey. Seeing that he was alright, she breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw him hiding behind the girl, clutching her clothes tightly and staring at them blankly, her heart ached.

"You know him?" Su Xiaoluo was overjoyed and hurriedly asked Zhang Chen.

Mo Fan and the other two nodded in unison, but Zhang Chen, sensing the drastic change in the little monkey's mind, couldn't help but smile slightly.