Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

"Old He! Are you crazy? Spending ten million to buy a clueless tour guide?"

As soon as he stepped out of the Gulou Hunters Alliance gate, Mo Fan started complaining.

This ten million is enough to buy a bag of baby formula for Little Flame Princess.

Young Master He didn't even blink.

Moreover, that guy seemed unreliable at all. In just the short time he stood in the Hunter's Hall, Mo Fan noticed that he had looked at no less than twenty beautiful women!

And none of them were just superficial attempts, but rather careful evaluations.

As for how Mo Fan discovered it?

Then don't worry about it.

"The situation in the ancient capital is much more complicated than you imagine. It's not like you used to think that you could just blast a path through with magic cannons. Having an experienced person to lead the way will save you a lot of trouble," He An said to Mo Fan with a smile.

Of course, He An only gave Mo Fan this explanation verbally.

What he truly wanted to know was Asha's real purpose in coming to the ancient capital.

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The next morning, He An and Mo Fan arrived at the south gate of the ancient capital.

This is the meeting place the short man and the two men had agreed upon.

"Old He, I think you got an absolute steal by spending that money!"

Mo Fan stared intently at the alluring woman wearing a black silk veil next to the short man.

"Really? I feel like your eyes are practically popping out of your head!" He An chuckled and teased.

"That's called appreciation! Do you understand? Humans have an innate attraction to beautiful things," Mo Fan replied with a serious expression.

If He An hadn't known exactly what kind of person Mo Gouzi was, he might have actually been fooled by his serious expression.

Just as the two were laughing and joking, Asha Ruya, who was standing in the group, saw He An, her eyes lit up, and she rushed straight towards him.

The voluptuous curves beneath the black dress swayed with every step, like a magnet, drawing the attention of everyone at the South Gate.

"We meet again, handsome."

Asha Ruya stopped in front of He An, gently lifting a strand of hair with her right hand to reveal her most alluring eyes.

This action caused the other men to breathe more rapidly.

This woman's charm is simply too unfair!

No, there's a problem.

"You old man, He, you actually managed to meet such a great girl behind my back!" Mo Fan said, feigning heartbreak.

"She has a best friend who is also very beautiful," He An whispered to Mo Fan.

"But then again..."

Mo Fan instantly changed his expression, constantly asking He An about Asha's "best friend" and obeying his every word.

He Anxin enjoyed Mo Fan's service with a clear conscience.

After all, she hadn't really deceived Mo Fan.

Shortly after the events in the ancient capital conclude, Ye Xinxia will be taken to the Parthenon Temple, where she will gradually grow into a Parthenon Saintess and eventually a goddess under the guidance of the Temple Mother, Yi Zhisha, Salang, and Wen Tai.

During this process, she will also get to know Asharuya and become her best friend.

Does that mean your future best friend won't still be your best friend?

"Stop fooling around, you two. Daytime hours in the ancient capital are precious. At night, the hordes of zombies will crawl out of the ground, and there won't be anywhere to run!"

The short man hurried over and urged the three of them to set off quickly.

After registering, the group followed the short man's directions and headed towards Yangyang Village.

To the south of the ancient capital lies the famous Qinling Mountains, where it is impossible to fly or drive a car.

Because that would be tantamount to provoking the Qinling demons, and the proud Feather Clan would kill their enemy at all costs.

However, He An's Shadow Wolf is clearly not within this scope.

As soon as he stepped out of the outer south gate, He An summoned six Shadow Wolves of warrior-level strength for transportation.

As for He An himself, he directly summoned Xing Zhu, who was in the advanced stage of becoming a commander.

With a ruler-level creature leading the way, the lesser demons will behave much better.

The remaining members of the group looked at the majestic, commander-level wolf beast with envy that almost made their mouths water.

Although he was already riding a wolf beast of general-level strength, a general could never compare to the coolness of a commander!

The short man secretly wiped away a cold sweat, thankfully he only asked the old man for ten million.

If there are too many pits, the ancient city wall that has protected the ancient capital for thousands of years will probably need to be reinforced at night.

"May I sit with you?"

Asha Ruya walked to Xingzhu's side, gently stroked its flowing wolf fur, turned her head and blinked, then asked He An.

He An paused for a moment, then returned the warrior-level demonic wolf he had prepared for Asharuya to the Shadow World.

"Of course, come on up."

Asha's Ruya, however, was not polite at all.

Before He An could finish speaking, she flipped over and straddled Xing Zhu's back, while holding He An's hands and placing them on her waist.

"Hold on tight~ If I fall, you'll be responsible." Asha's Ruya chuckled.

At the same time, he bent down and parted the thick, dark purple wolf fur on Xingzhu's head to create a small dent, gently kneading it with his fingertips.

Under her skillful and unique technique, Xingzhu showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Will it do a backflip?" Asha asked with a smile.

"A backflip?" He An looked completely bewildered.

Shouldn't we be asking about Xingzhu's strength, race, and special skills?

What's the problem with whether or not someone can do a backflip?

Seeing the two people being intimate in front of him, Mo Fan, sitting on the demonic wolf behind him, was so jealous that his body seemed to split apart.

"I, Mo Fan, am a well-known handsome young man in the surrounding area of ​​Bocheng, so why don't any girls treat me like this?"

He took out the mirror he had gotten from Zhao Manyan from his backpack and looked at himself repeatedly.

The short man behind him rolled his eyes and ruthlessly remarked:

"So you're the only man in this whole area, huh?"

"Brother, you should go back to selling steamed buns."

"I have a wife!"

"How fresh! I have some too, and I have two more!"

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With the speed of the Shadow Wolves, the group arrived at Yangyang Village in the afternoon.

By this time, Yangyang Village had long since disappeared, leaving only some messy piles of wood behind.

"How could this be! How could this be!"

The burly man in the group seemed to have gone mad as he leaped off the Shadow Wolf and ran into the ruins, rummaging through them haphazardly.

"Is this really Yangyang Village? It doesn't look like it." Mo Fan looked around at the ruins.

It doesn't look like a village at all.

There were no house ruins or remaining objects, only scattered pieces of wood and black mud.

"That's how it's written on the map. Dazhuang grew up in Yangyang Village, so he couldn't possibly be mistaken," the short man hurriedly explained.

"Does this mean the new undead ruler doesn't respect the villagers of Danger Village?" Asha's question remained as she rode on Star Chaser's back.

She had also heard about the recent news in the ancient capital about the change of the ruler of the undead.

"This..." The short man hesitated, unable to give a reason.

He An knew very well why Yangyang Village disappeared, and it was related to Salang's plans in the ancient capital.

The water from the Kun Well here was stolen in large quantities by traitors and given to the Black Church to make the Dew of the Nine Netherworlds.

After discovering this, the village chief Fang Gu went to Huacun to borrow water from the Kun Well, but was refused.

Helpless, Fang Gu could only kill all the villagers before they turned into undead, use the necromancy system to create undead creatures, and burn Yangyang Village completely to the ground.

At this time, Fang Gu should be wandering around Huacun, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on Huacun.

"So what do we do now?" asked Asha's bearded attendant.

The short man looked up at the sky, pondered for a moment, and then spoke:

"It's getting dark, but Yangyang Village is no longer suitable for spending the night. Let's continue on our way. With the speed of the Demon Wolf, we should be able to reach Hua Village tomorrow and see what the situation is like there. If it's the same as Yangyang Village..."

The short man paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and then continued.

"Then we must hurry back to the ancient capital to report, as the undead may have undergone some extremely dangerous mutations."