Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 111 Setting Off Again

After grabbing a quick boxed lunch, it got completely dark.

"I'll have Sha Xiaohu keep watch. You can do whatever you want."

After Wang Teng finished speaking, he crawled into the tent. It was already getting cold outside, but it was so warm inside the tent, and there were people with him.

Everyone knows that he and Ding Yumin have that kind of relationship, so there's no need to hide it.

In the wild, everyone sleeps in their clothes to prevent unforeseen circumstances that could delay their reaction time.

Wang Teng embraced the soft Ding Yumin, covered her with a warm blanket, and the two fell asleep immediately.

The other three girls also went into the tent, leaving only three people on night watch.

"Damn, Old Wang's here to enjoy himself!"

Mo Fan glanced enviously at Ding Yumin's tent, then, still harboring a mischievous thought, he looked at Ye Xinxia's tent as well; he wanted to go in too.

Then look at Sha Xiaohu, who is on high alert. He's a model worker, so dedicated.

If Old Wolf could do that too... No, no, Old Wolf is my comrade-in-arms, how can I think like that?

"I'll take the first half of the night."

At this moment, Zhang Xiaohou naturally took the lead. He was used to hardship, and this little thing was nothing to him.

"I'll take the middle shift," Zhao Manyan said with a bitter face.

"Then I'll keep watch for the rest of the night." After saying that, Mo Fan went into the tent.

As night fell, the silvery moonlight shone on the earth, the temperature grew colder and colder, and the wind blew like knives.

Zhao Manyan shivered as he crawled into the tent and switched shifts with Mo Fan; it was just too cold outside.

"Hiss~"

Mo Fan shivered, glanced around, and then noticed the Sand Howling Tiger, which remained undeterred by hardship and the harsh environment, guarding the area with utmost vigilance.

"Old Wang's methods are truly enviable. He's a mind-based mage. Should I try awakening my own magic later...?"

Honestly, he was also envious of Wang Teng's methods when he looked at that Sand Howling Tiger. If he had such methods every time he entered the Demon Realm, he would never have to worry about money.

However, mind magic is very difficult to awaken, seemingly even rarer than spatial magic, and requires a high level of magical skill.

He had discussed it with Xin Xia. She said that Wang Teng's mastery of the mind-body technique was extremely high, and it was too difficult to reach that level. Even her teacher couldn't do it, at least she had never seen such a feat.

He already has many magic systems, and his training time is very limited, so where would he find the time to delve into a particular magic system?

But this also made him realize the depth of magic; the effects of magic vary drastically depending on who uses it. Old Wang's method was simply outrageous.

He couldn't see any star connection at all; the moment he raised his hand, he launched a magical attack with extremely high power, which showed him the height of the spatial element.

The opponent only used two types of magic, yet their combat power was ridiculously high.

He possesses so many magical systems, but it seems he's just absorbing them superficially, without ever unleashing their full potential.

Sitting on the stool, Mo Fan lit a fire intermittently. It was too cold in the middle of the night, and he needed to warm himself by the fire to ward off the chill.

roar~

Suddenly, Sha Xiaohu let out a low roar, his body immediately leaping up, his eyes blazing as he stared intently at a spot in the distance.

Mo Fan was immediately startled and looked over as well. He saw a group of figures moving about, followed by several Sand Roaring Tigers in hot pursuit.

"What happened?" Zhao Manyan, his eyes still blurry, hurriedly scrambled out of the tent.

The people inside the tent were also awakened and, following Sha Xiaohu's direction, they saw a bloody scene.

A group of wild hunters charged straight into the Sand River and covered several hundred meters in a short time, but the pursuing Sand Howling Tiger stopped in its tracks.

In the disturbed areas of the Sand River, the White Sand Demon Soldiers suddenly sprang up, wielding sand blades and hacking the intruders to death.

"This~"

"Alright, go back to sleep. There's nothing wrong with it. This isn't how you play the game of courting death."

Wang Teng glanced at it, said a few words, and then pulled Ding Yumin back into the tent.

He had instigated wars between demon tribes before, so this trivial matter was not worth his attention.

"This guy didn't even flinch at the sight of this scene, he's just as cold and aloof as those military mages and instructors."

Zhang Xiaohou said somewhat nervously. Having spent a long time in the military, he naturally knew the personalities of those people, just like Wang Teng at this moment.

Having witnessed countless life-or-death situations, they were completely unfazed by this level of event.

"Is it really that outrageous?"

Chen Ying was a little confused. She thought Wang Teng was quite handsome and capable, so how did he resemble a military mages instructor?

Zhang Xiaohou only glanced at Chen Ying, whose face showed the same unconvinced expression as a star-struck fan; he was too lazy to explain.

"Alright, everyone go back and rest. I'll continue my watch; there's not much time left until dawn."

Mo Fan spoke up at this moment, not wanting to start a conflict, and he even had some opinions about Chen Ying because this woman didn't seem like one of his own.

He's just like the kind of scions of wealthy families he's encountered—utterly brainless.

But few of the people had the heart to sleep, so how could they possibly fall asleep?

I was just lying in the tent to avoid the cold wind.

Time passed quickly, the sky brightened, the temperature rose rapidly, and the biting cold wind disappeared.

Everyone came out of the tent and ate some breakfast to fill their stomachs.

The question now facing everyone is how to cross the Shawang River.

So everyone's eyes turned to Wang Teng. With this big brother around, there shouldn't be any problems, right?

"Just follow me, don't use any destructive magic, I'll make sure you cross the river."

Seeing their expressions, Wang Teng smiled slightly, then continued eating the dried meat in his hand.

"Old Wang, you're so generous!"

Mo Fan immediately gave a thumbs up. He was so scared last night that he almost peed his pants. If Wang Teng hadn't been sitting there calmly, he would have suggested going back.

A relaxed smile appeared on everyone's face; having a big shot leading the team makes all the difference.

Zhao Manyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When he first got up, those two ungrateful people wanted him to go and test the waters.

His physique simply can't withstand it.

Half an hour later, the cleaning was finished.

"Come on, follow me!"

Wang Teng was still sitting on Sha Xiaohu's back, with Ding Yumin and the child Lingling sitting in front of him.

The soothing energy spread from him, expanding directly to twenty meters and then extending vertically to several hundred meters ahead.

With courage, Sha Xiaohu stepped into the Sand River. Each step he took did not trigger a riot by the White Sand Demon Soldiers.

"The White Sand Demon Soldiers aren't reacting at all, let's catch up!"

Sitting on the back of the Ghost Wolf Beast, Ye Xinxia spoke happily to Mo Fan beside her.

Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou exchanged a glance, then quickly followed in Wang Teng's footsteps.

Soon, a group of people surrounded Wang Teng's Sha Xiaohu and walked quickly across the Sha Wang River.

The group looked around nervously until they reached the middle of the river, but there was still no reaction, which made them less nervous.

(End of this chapter)