Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 124 Real Illusion

"Call upon your own will?!"

Bai Mo thought to himself, his eyes scanning the statue, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything unusual.

"I can feel it. I can draw out that calling force within you, which might help you get out of the mountains."

Ding Yumin thought to herself, and then, before Bai Mo could ask if it would have any effect, she flew out of Bai Mo's eyes.

It transformed into a shimmering light and a powerful surge of energy, sweeping directly towards the statue.

This fluctuation was so strong that even Lingling could feel it.

"Don't worry, it won't affect my main body. Only after I dissipate can this wisp of my main body's soul gradually recover."

The sentence remained in Bai Mo's heart, giving him no time to respond or react.

Lingling also saw that crystalline light of the soul. She had only ever felt such a powerful light of the soul on Ding Yumin, so she asked.

"Is it Sister Yu Mian's ability?"

"Hmm." Bai Mo nodded slightly. After being swept by the spiritual radiance emitted by Ding Yumin, the statue of the God of the Swamp seemed to have become much newer. Under the gaze of the two, the mouth of the statue suddenly opened, and then a pendant fell out.

It landed right in the offering plate below, where there were no more offerings.

Bai Mo stepped forward and used his mind to pick up the pendant, which then floated in the air.

The pendant is crystal clear, and even the cord, which is of unknown origin, is crystal clear.

The bottom pendant is carved into an object resembling a scroll, with ancient and mysterious patterns on it.

Bai Mo focused his thoughts on it, attempting to enter.

Strands of pale yellow lightning, representing the restriction, appeared and directly expelled his thoughts.

"This seems to be a totem vessel?" Lingling stood to the side watching. Ever since Bai Mo became associated with the hollow willow totem, she had learned a lot about totems and totem vessels.

"Hmm." Bai Mo nodded slightly. There should be a connection between the totems. He felt his silver hairpin spear tremble slightly after encountering the pendant, as if it were greeting someone, and then it stopped moving.

"This village actually fits the identity of a totem guardian quite well. Perhaps we can go out and ask if there are any legends or stories about this place."

"Shall we continue praying?" Lingling asked, still quite interested in trying out the legendary ritual. She then emphasized.

"We need to test whether the power of this ritual is bestowed by this suspected totem object, or whether it is inherent in the statue itself. If it is the power of the totem object, then we may not be able to take it away."

Bai Mo pondered for a moment, glanced at the pendant in his hand that showed no reaction or divine power, then looked at the statue on the altar that had closed its mouth, and nodded slightly.

"Okay, let's continue. But what is this totem?"

"I don't know. Write down what he looks like and we'll look it up when we get back."

So the two sat down on the futon again. Although they didn't have a specific target, Bai Mo guessed that the totem must be related to the spiritual system.

Otherwise, how could it have summoned Ding Yumin's dormant soul fragment within the hair ring, and how could it have detected this fragment?!

Four days passed quickly. After Bai Mo and Lingling completed their seven-day prayers, they decided that after leaving, Bai Mo should not take the Ze Shen's totem artifact with him, but instead take a trip into the mountains.

Let's see if it will provoke an attack from demons, and then make other plans.

However, when the two opened the temple gates and saw the scene before them, they were both stunned.

The landscape was filled with weeds and sparse trees. Some low mounds of yellow earth, arranged in a somewhat neat manner, seemed to indicate that there used to be rows of mud houses there. There were also some open, weed-covered flat areas, indicating that there used to be a field of interconnected farmland.

This is a somewhat sparse and desolate mountain valley, which has been barren for who knows how many years!

Where were the villages, let alone the devout villagers, the enthusiastic drum and bugle corps, and the village chief who was determined to drive away the demons?

Bai Mo was stunned. Like Lingling beside him, he subconsciously turned around to look at the stone temple.

The stone temple still stands, still dilapidated, and the stone statues inside remain exactly the same as when they first arrived, without any difference.

The only things missing were the villagers and the village itself.

Bai Mo glanced at Lingling and saw the shock in her eyes. Bai Mo then took out the pendant and looked at it again.

He pinched himself hard, looked inward into his spiritual world and saw his four nebulae, then summoned the Wind Spirit and the Divine Dust Tiger.

After confirming that they hadn't fallen victim to any mind magic, he asked with a hint of doubt, "What happened?"

"I saw a record in Grandpa's notes," Lingling said slowly, as if she remembered something.

"It is said that some individuals with extremely strong mental cultivation can materialize mental illusions, which may be their own imaginations or, like a mirage, a real scene from a certain place."

"So, all those things we encountered a few days ago were illusions?" Bai Mo was shocked, because illusions based on the mind are always constructed in the other person's mind. It was the first time he had ever seen one materialize outwards to deceive people.

"It should be." Lingling nodded, her expression quite interesting.

"Then, what created such a large illusion? Was the creature we chased away, which resembled a demon, also an illusion?" Bai Mo muttered to himself, as if asking himself, and also as if asking Lingling.

"I don't know much about that demon." Lingling shook her head, not answering Bai Mo's first question, but instead looking up at the stone temple in front of her.

Bai Mo also looked at the stone temple in front of him, his gaze scrutinizing.

Could this building be the cause of all this? After all, everything else is gone, only it remains.

After watching for a while, Bai Mo finally said, "Let's go up the mountain to observe and see if the illusion will reappear."

So Bai Mo took back the little wind spirit and the divine dust tiger that he had just released, and left the mountain valley with Lingling, arriving at a nearby hillside where he could see the area clearly.

Along the way, they encountered a four-winged eagle hanging upside down in a tree, but the eagle acted as if it didn't see them and let them walk past.

Bai Mo's eyes were filled with surprise. He did not feel any changes in his body, but the demons would definitely not attack them.

They stopped on a hillside with a wide view; just a glance down revealed the stone temple below the valley. Bai Mo first set up two formations.

One spatial concealment array, and one aura isolation array.

He and Lingling had discussed it and decided to observe the area for three days. If they didn't find anything after three days, they would leave.

The purpose of these two magic arrays was to conceal them, lest their mysterious power suddenly disappear and they be targeted by the demons on the mountain.

By then, there won't be time to observe, let alone escape.

Bai Mo hasn't been idle these past few days either; he's also been taking time to control the newly emerged earth-type stars.

Three days of observation yielded no results, but Shenchenhu, who was occasionally let out a peephole, told Bai Mo that there was a white beast nearby that looked delicious.

But it runs too fast, and it can't catch it.

Bai Mo also went to check and found that it was the white demon that the village chief had asked him to expel a few days ago. The demon's speed and perception were really strong.

As soon as I got close, it spotted me and then disappeared in a flash.

After three days, Bai Mo and Lingling found nothing.

The next morning, they were preparing to set off, heading north from there.

The sky was clear, and the sunlight shone directly down, completely dispelling the morning mist that had lingered over the mountains and fields.

"Bai Mo, look!" Lingling subconsciously lowered her eyelids and glanced in the direction of the stone temple, where she saw a well-arranged village, its veil revealed under the sunlight.

Smoke still rises from the chimneys of houses in the village, accompanied by the gradually clearing sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking.

It was a scene of early morning work.

However, Bai Mo felt that this scene was not at all heartwarming. It was a village that had long since disappeared, but which had been recorded by the power of that temple.

It doesn't know when it will reappear.

"It seems this illusion comes from that stone temple," Lingling said, glancing at Bai Mo. "We don't have any mental abilities, so let's not investigate further."

Bai Mo nodded, readily agreeing, "Then let's go back."

So Lingling left a mark here, and Bai Mo summoned the Wind Spirit to possess him, and the two of them headed north.

Although the village was fake, the blessings bestowed by the temple of the swamp god were real. Even after three days, that mysterious power still remained.

Bai Mo flew arrogantly all the way, even passing right past several highly aggressive demons, who acted as if they didn't see him at all.

Therefore, they walked very fast, and in no time, they had covered a straight-line distance of more than a thousand meters, leaving behind the large groups of boar demons that were moving away from them.

Bai Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally left the Dabie Mountains.

This trip to the Dabie Mountains went smoothly in some ways, as we found Shenchenhu right away. But it wasn't entirely smooth either, as there were always unexpected complications.

First, a group of clueless hunters appeared halfway and tried to steal the tiger. Then, they encountered Lu Nian blocking their way and were forced to use a spatial scroll to teleport away.

They arrived at a strange village, discovered a totem artifact in a daze, and realized that the villages they had seen before were all fake.

After they came out, they still relied on Lingling's satellite locator to find their location.

They are currently located in the southernmost part of Central State, and the nearest city to them is Goyang City.

It took some time to travel from near the Dabie Mountains to the city of Geyang. It was a semi-military city, and the guard mages at the gate seemed quite used to people like Bai Mo, who were travel-worn and covered in blood.

After a routine identity check, he muttered something about why they had brought a child, and then let them in.

Once inside the city, the two were finally able to relax.

Refusing to talk to people who looked like businessmen, Bai Mo and his companion went directly to a hotel, booked two rooms, and checked in.

He crushed his dirty clothes into pieces and threw them into the trash can. Bai Mo put himself in the bathtub and washed himself thoroughly before going downstairs to order some delicious food.

They were asked to send a portion to Lingling's room, while Bai Mo sat in the hall and started eating.

Bai Mo sometimes cares a lot about his image, but other times he doesn't care what others think of him. He eats very lavishly, sweeping through each plate like a whirlwind.

The young lady on duty in the lobby, who was initially quite fond of his looks, was completely stunned.

"Geyang Snapshot: The boar demon horde in the Dabie Mountains south of the city has once again become rampant. Are you ready to join the Geyang military mage in eliminating the boar demons?"

Hearing the sounds of a few people scrolling through short videos on the sofa next to him, Bai Mo quickly lost interest. Killing demons? He had just returned from the land of demons and had absolutely no desire to kill demons again.

All he wanted to do now was rest, then return to Shanghai and give the totem pendant to Ding Yumin. Bai Mo felt that this thing could be of great help to Ding Yumin.

Since there are no planes in Geyang, they need to take a train to Zhongdu and then fly back to Shanghai.

The next day, Lingling and Baimo, having rested, embarked on their journey home.

A creature, pure white with a goat-like head and dragon-like horns, strolled gently down the streets of Goyang City.

Strangely, neither sorcerers nor ordinary people discovered it.

Occasionally, children would see it, and some would be so frightened that they would cry loudly and get a beating.

Somewhat curious, he pointed to the open space and asked his parents what it was, which made his parents feel uneasy.

Then you'll get beaten up.

Shanghai, Qingtian Hunting Grounds.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Leng Qing looked up and saw a large and a small figure approaching.

His expression relaxed, and he said softly, "You're back. Was it a smooth trip?"

"Sister, I'm telling you, you have no idea what we saw this time."

Lingling seemed eager to share her demon-hunting adventures with her family, and sat down excitedly at the bar. Leng Qing smiled, poured Lingling a glass of juice, and didn't urge her to speak.

Instead, he focused his gaze on Bai Mo, who was slowly walking in, and keenly sensed the weight of an earth-attribute mage from his aura.

"Are you hurt?"

"No, give me a Coke."

Lingling then began to recount their experiences on this trip, and when she mentioned Lu Nian, Leng Qing's expression turned cold.

Old Man Bao came down at some point and listened quietly from the side. He heard that the two of them were teleported to a village inside the mountains, discovered the totem device, and then found that the village was an illusion.

"Some people are already calling for an end to the demonic activities," Old Man Bao suddenly said. "As for the illusions you encountered, I think it must be an extremely powerful psychic totem. I don't know much about totems either; professional matters should be left to professionals."

His gaze fell on Bai Mo. "Your Pearl Academy has a Professor Shi who specializes in totems. You can go back to the school and ask that old guy."

(End of this chapter)