Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 140 The Ancient Capital Incident

"What kind of spiritual energy did you give me? I feel like my aura is much stronger than Little Flame Princess's?"

Ding Yumin looked at the Star River Magic Artifact, which had already been fully charged, in surprise. After a brief cultivation, she discovered that the multiplier had not changed and remained at 6 times.

"Advanced Stage: Commanding the Essence"

Wang Teng rubbed her head and said with a smile, just as a fiery red figure floated out.

Yin~

Little Flame Princess, still the size of a palm, flew towards Wang Teng, stood on his shoulder, and tugged at his hair with her little hands.

"You should eat more spirit seed fragments. As for essence, it won't have much effect on you and will only disturb your mind."

Wang Teng stretched out his little finger and teased Xiao Yanji's face, making her smile. It seemed that Wang Teng was playing with her.

"You know what, she eats a lot. I feed her all the fire-type shards I get every month."

Ding Yumin smiled. She felt like she was raising a daughter, only this daughter was a bit expensive to raise.

"Are the fragments still useful? If a Commander-level cultivator wants to break through further, they'll probably need to feed them with spirit seeds, right?"

Wang Teng carefully sensed Xiao Yanji and found that her strength had improved quite well.

"She does need to eat spirit seeds, but she doesn't digest them that quickly. It takes a long time to fully absorb a single spirit seed. Usually, she just eats some fragments to satisfy her cravings."

Ding Yumin sighed, thankfully the monthly ranking competitions rewarded fire-type spirit seed fragments, otherwise those stockpiles would have been exhausted sooner or later.

"Haha~ So now you understand how tough it is to raise a daughter."

Wang Teng laughed heartily. Originally, this hardship was supposed to be borne by Mo Fan, but now it has been transferred to Ding Yumin.

Xiao Yanji fought desperately alongside Mo Fan, but with Ding Yumin, she was pampered and waited on hand and foot.

For Jiang Feng, Xiao Yan Ji's current situation fulfilled her long-cherished wish.

Ding Yumin rolled her eyes at him. In the past, she would never have dared to even think about raising such a commander-level elemental spirit.

She can't even take care of herself, so how could she possibly have the mind to raise her daughter, Xiao Yanji?

Since meeting Wang Teng, her life has undergone tremendous changes, especially after she gained control of her mind-based talent. She is now a completely different person compared to the past.

Because of her innate ability to resonate with others' feelings, she used to unconsciously hear other people's thoughts, but that no longer happens.

Once she took control of the telepathic connection, the feeling was completely different. Only then did she truly understand just how powerful this talent was.

Why did Wang Teng tell her to major in mental magic, yet also tell her to use mental magic as little as possible and to use fire magic to cover it up?

They also told her not to participate in the preliminary rounds, which was to protect her and prevent her from being discovered before she fully mastered this power.

Information about the Holy City can be found online, and the sheer power and influence of this force is truly terrifying.

Meeting Wang Teng was the luckiest thing that ever happened to her; no victim in history had ever had such a good experience.

After nightfall, Wang Teng led Ding Yumin away from the main campus and into the pedestrian street. Walking on the bustling street, they finally felt the pulse of life.

Magicians are somewhat isolated from the world, needing to spend time cultivating every day and worrying about resources.

There isn't much time to truly live a peaceful and ordinary life like everyone else.

Those who pursue the demonic path and power will also be entangled by it; some people, once they start, cannot stop.

"Let's go get something to eat there~" Ding Yumin looked in one direction and immediately pulled Wang Teng's hand to a hot pot skewer shop.

"Wow, there are so many people! But the smell is really nice." Wang Teng looked at the almost full house.

"We can just carry the food ourselves."

"We want this... this... and this..."

Ding Yumin started ordering skewers, unaware of the discussions around her.

Wang Teng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately took out his phone and began searching for the words "ancient capital".

Soon, a series of shocking scenes appeared: ruined city walls, collapsed houses everywhere, and countless ghosts covering the mountains and fields.

"Is this over already?"

Wang Teng continued scrolling down; the news was published in the afternoon, but there was no further follow-up.

He exited the page and continued browsing the latest news, soon seeing the retreating army of the undead.

"Is the internet connected now?"

A question mark appeared above Wang Teng's head. The news releases were released not long apart; the earlier ones were clearly delayed, while the later ones were indeed the latest versions.

The comments below were unanimously filled with expressions of condolence and indignation towards the Black Vatican.

"I haven't seen any reports about Mo Fan..."

"And Zhu Meng is trending again, this time as a frontline fighter? A court senator?"

"It seems that the Hangzhou incident did not completely suppress him, or rather, someone is protecting him."

"Is this considered redemption?"

Zhu Meng's position hasn't changed much, except he's lost the title of member of the Trial Council and is now just a member of the Palace Council.

He had originally planned to run for president of the Palace Mage Association, but it seems there was some influence. This time, his intervention saved him his position as a Palace Councilor.

"Come on, eat up!" Ding Yumin quickly brought out two bags of skewers in paper buckets and held them out to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng held his phone in one hand and a skewer of fried tofu in the other. He put it in his mouth, savoring the slightly spicy and numbing sensation. "Mmm~ It smells pretty good."

"Is this a siege by the undead? How could something like this happen in an ancient capital?"

Ding Yumin's eyes were also shocked when she saw the news on her phone. The picture showed a dense array of dead bodies, which made her scalp tingle.

"The news reports that it was a conspiracy orchestrated by the Black Vatican. Although it was ultimately thwarted, they were still trapped and suffered heavy losses in the end."

"Fortunately, the outcome was not bad, and most people's lives were saved."

Wang Teng chewed on some fried tofu and told her about the news he had seen.

"That Black Vatican is utterly despicable! They were the ones who invaded the Pearl Academy's Qing Campus during the last assessment."

Ding Yumin had a deep memory of that incident, since it hadn't been long. Although she wasn't a participant in the final battle, any normal person would be indignant about such a thing.

"Indeed hateful!"

Wang Teng nodded in agreement. He wouldn't comment on the crazy woman's actions of taking revenge on society for Wen Tai's sake. He wouldn't judge others' actions without experiencing their suffering.

If she provokes me, I can just retaliate in anger. At times like this, it's not about right or wrong, but about life and death.

The world is full of all sorts of grudges and entanglements, with a jumble of reasons that make it difficult to judge right or wrong. Every cause has an effect.

People like to judge things by their results, and only believe what they see in front of them, which is a bit one-sided. On the contrary, the initial cause seems to be more important. Without a cause, where would the effect come from?

This kind of upside-down situation didn't just start today.

(End of this chapter)