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

Chapter 190 The Sad Rainbow in Heaven

A minor monarch had died right before his eyes. Lifting Feng Chun from the ground, Bai Mo wondered what price he had paid and whether he should have made that suggestion in the first place.

"Instantaneous teleportation!"

With a teleportation, Bai Mo dodged the attack of an ancient bronze-toothed mountain man and brought the unconscious Feng Chun to the corpse of the monarch mountain man. He placed his bracelet aside and absorbed a monarch-level remnant soul.

Once one's strength reaches the level of a commander or higher, even this remnant soul still has considerable use, such as enhancing the strength of the beast horde summoned creatures.

The Azure Blood Lion is a minor commander. If it feeds a remnant soul of a commander, its strength will be greatly enhanced.

A strong wind swept by, shadows flickered, and silver light shimmered.

The group, which had been scattered, gathered again around the lost mountain king, though some of them had inevitably sustained injuries.

Bai Mo handed Feng Chun to Li Tao.

"Thanks!"

"You're welcome!"

He glanced at the somber faces of the crowd, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "What is the Soul Shattering Technique?"

Jiang Hu glanced at him, then at the sky; it was almost dawn.

"Let's not talk about that now. We need to get back quickly; it's almost dawn."

Li Tao, holding Feng Chun, looked at the mountain people surrounding them. Each group was led by Gu Tongya and his two companions, and there were at least forty of them! Her eyes were sharp, and she said without any politeness:

"Let's fight our way back!"

Jiang Hu glared at a Kuomintang military intelligence officer who was trying to agree, and advised him:

"Don't act rashly. Going back sooner might save more lives."

As he spoke, he gave the two shadow mages a wink, and the dark domain expanded again, concealing their figures.

Li Tao remained silent, letting herself be led back to Fancheng.

However, the demons below the city still hadn't retreated, so everyone had to return to the city walls to defend themselves.

Only Bai Mo and Jiang Hu stayed in the medical room, watching the healing monk treat Feng Chun, who had no injuries.

"What is the Soul Shattering Technique?" Bai Mo asked again.

"A secret military technique that temporarily enhances the cultivation and magical power of a remaining stardust by shattering other stardust. It is rarely practiced or used."

Before Jiang Hu could speak, Li Tao quietly said something.

"Then him."

"He will likely remain in a coma forever. Stardust is connected to the soul; shattered stardust is a shattered soul. The soul is broken!"

Li Tao gently brushed Feng Chun's forehead, her face showing sorrow, "You're really something."

Is there any way to save him?

"Perhaps only the legendary resurrection magic of the Parthenon can do it, alas!" Jiang Hu sighed.

"I will find a way," Bai Mo said with some guilt.

"What does this have to do with you? You were just helping out."

"The decapitation plan was actually my suggestion."

Bai Mo eventually shared his advice to Feng Chun with the two of them.

"What you call a plan? It's just a suggestion, and it was Feng who decided to adopt it. That was his own decision."

Shaking her head, Li Tao showed no anger, but instead spoke very rationally.

Bai Mo remained silent. Perhaps this was for the best; this city had its own heroes.

If every disaster requires someone to save it, then this world is far too hopeless.

However, he asked again, "Besides Parthenon's resurrection spell, are there any other methods?"

"I heard from Feng that a friend of his used this secret method and was later saved by a great mage of the mind, but his soul was severely damaged and his cultivation was ruined," Li Tao said at this moment.

"A high-level mental mage!" Bai Mo's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "Is finding a mental mage enough?"

"Yes, the Soul Shattering Technique will eventually shatter all the stardust, but stardust cannot completely represent the soul. Most of his soul is still intact. Feng's soul is still inside his body, so he should be able to wake up."

Li Tao glanced at him and said, "At least a high-level mind mage is needed. It's very difficult to invite such a big shot."

"I do know a master of the mind-body technique, but she's currently tied up in Jiangcheng. Why don't you take Feng Chun with you to Jiangcheng to find her, Sister Li?"

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Li Tao immediately looked over, her eyes shining.

"Yes." Bai Mo nodded emphatically, without going into details, as Ding Yumin's talent should not be exposed.

After learning about Feng Chun's injuries, Bai Mo followed Jiang Hu to the top of the city wall.

At this moment, all the military mages on the city wall were looking down at the city below with joyful expressions.

As the sun slowly rose from the horizon, its magnificent radiance ignited the boundless clouds and illuminated the ground below, where groups of mountain people were receding like a tide.

These guys finally all learned of the monarch's death, and that so many mountain people of the same level had died tragically in just one night. As a result, none of them had the will to fight anymore and kept fleeing in the direction they came from.

As the tide of people receded back to the horizon and disappeared completely, an overwhelming sense of joy and excitement spread throughout the entire town.

No one could have imagined that these mountain people would actually leave after fighting for only half a day! They had witnessed the magic of the previous night, the flames that burned through the darkness, and the mountain people who were as huge as mountains!

They thought they would be forever shrouded in darkness, but in the morning they found that the surging mountain tribes dared not attack again.

Nothing could be more exciting than this, nothing could be more thrilling than walking through a life-or-death situation.

Bai Mo silently watched all of this, and then returned to Anjie to find Lingling.

The details of the mountain people's attack have been submitted, but the matter of the mountain people will not be resolved instantly. Those mountain people were brought by that monarch-level mountain people; they can be considered the tribe of that monarch-level mountain people.

With their ruler dead, it's hard to guarantee that these mountain people will obediently return to Shennongjia, or that they won't wander around.

If a small town were to encounter them, it would be a catastrophe.

Therefore, although Feng Chun was no longer in command, Fancheng Pass continued to operate smoothly. Their tasks included pacifying the people, clearing the countryside, and most importantly, scouting the movements of the retreating mountain people.

Also, there shouldn't be too many hermits on Taihe Mountain.

Bai Mo helped Yan Guan deal with a group of hermits from Taihe Mountain and collected some spirit essences. When he was about to leave, he heard Li Tao say that a group of hermits had gone to the outer Kunyu Mountain, and his expression became somewhat strange.

It feels like such a coincidence.

I took the high-speed train here, but I didn't have to take it when I left.

The Wind Spirit is much faster than a high-speed train, integrating land and air transport.

"You're about to become a reserve member of the Nationalist government."

Lingling, holding an e-book, said, "I reckon that once Sister Yumian resolves those patients in Jiangcheng, you'll be able to get a National Government ticket."

Bai Mo didn't quite understand. He only had two tickets in his hand, and he didn't even know where the third one was. How did Lingling know first? So he asked, puzzled:

"What do you mean?"

"The president of the Xiangcheng Magic Association and Sister Li Tao nominated you for the National Government vote on behalf of the Jiangcheng Magic Association as a way of thanking you for helping them fight against the Mountain Man."

Logically, a prefecture-level magic organization shouldn't have this authority, but Xiangcheng is different. Its strategic significance is too great; it protects the mountain tribe, providing a safe haven for the Jiangzhou heartland. Therefore, the Jiangcheng Magic Association takes Xiangcheng's nomination very seriously.

Bai Mo thought for a moment and then understood what was going on. So he said:

"I don't feel like I did anything."

"The Nationalist government's votes aren't a very important reward. Do you think you have to personally eliminate that monarch to be worthy of it?"

"That seems to be true." Bai Mo nodded slightly, thinking about it. In the original story, Mo Fan did such a big thing, and Gu Du only gave him a vote, as if they had said they would cultivate him.

But someone said that unbridled growth was better, so it stopped.

Bai Mo shook his head and let Feng Ling land. He had already sensed several mental forces locking onto him. Given the current situation in Jiangcheng, it was not suitable for him to fly around recklessly.

Bai Mo took a car to Shejiang Peak, where he met Ding Yumin, whose expression was as usual. She was performing a spell on five patients, and Leng Qing was beside her.

"Qingqing, you've emerged from seclusion!" Upon seeing her, Bai Mo's face lit up with joy, but he was also somewhat puzzled. "What are you doing here?"

"I saw the photos Lingling posted and realized you were at Taihe Mountain. I originally wanted to go to Xiangcheng to see you, but after arriving in Jiangcheng, I found that Yumian was here rescuing people, and the buses to Xiangcheng suddenly stopped running. So I stayed here to look after her and wait for you to come back."

A long sentence came out of Leng Qing's mouth, who was usually taciturn, leaving Bai Mo stunned.

"Oh, I missed you too." Bai Mo nodded, then quietly leaned close to Leng Qing's ear and whispered something, afraid of being discovered by the doctor.

"I am a high-level mage, I can hear you even though you're this close." The faint voice, though not loud, still reached Bai Mo's ears.

Bai Mo looked embarrassed, but Leng Qing's lips curled up.

"I heard that Xiangcheng was attacked by mountain bandits. What's the situation now?"

"The mountain people have all been repelled, and the military mages of Xiangcheng are dealing with the risks. The super-ranked generals who were originally guarding Xiangcheng have also returned." Bai Mo explained briefly, then asked:

"How many days have you been here?"

"About half a month." Leng Qing sized him up, then looked at Lingling. "Come walk with me."

"Who is it? I'm too lazy to move." Lingling hugged her tablet, observing Ding Yumin's rescue without moving.

"I didn't ask you to come with me."

Leng Qing said something without changing his expression, and then walked towards a quiet path on the side. Bai Mo immediately followed.

Lingling glanced over here secretly, then looked at Ding Yumin. Seeing that Ding Yumin's expression was normal, she couldn't quite understand.

On the other side, seeing the path growing increasingly deserted and the sounds of people becoming fainter and fainter, Bai Mo no longer hesitated and took Leng Qing's hand without further ado.

My eyes swept over him. It was already very hot in Jiangcheng at the end of June. Even on this mountain, only the occasional river breeze brought some coolness.

Leng Qing wore a simple light gray short-sleeved shirt with a stand-up collar and wide-leg pants of the same color, which easily outlined her long and straight legs. She wore a black belt around her waist, which perfectly showed off her slender waist and the high curves of her upper body.

Perhaps it was because I stayed on the mountain for too long, or perhaps it was because I rested for too long.

Bai Mo felt that compared to her previous competence and decisiveness, her current temperament had a more leisurely and unhurried feel.

"Qingqing looks even prettier now." Bai Mo said generously when he realized that his gaze had been noticed.

"Was I ugly before?"

Bai Mo squeezed the little hand in his hand and said without hesitation, "You are quite ugly, but I'm the only one who can stand you. You should thank me."

"Whoosh!" The hand was snatched away.

"Hey, hey, just kidding, just kidding!" Bai Mo quickly pretended to grab her hand and hug her, a smile playing on his lips.

"You were beautiful before, but now you're beautiful in a different way."

"Hmph~"

"real."

"Let me go," Leng Qing said.

"What?" Bai Mo didn't understand.

"Let go of my hand, I have something for you."

Leng Qing's voice sounded somewhat helpless.

"It's not good to be here, what if I run into someone..." Bai Mo looked around aimlessly, his mind filled with unhealthy thoughts.

"You are a sound-based mage."

"Yes, that way we won't be discovered." Bai Mo nodded and released Leng Qing.

Leng Qing glanced at him, sensing something was off, but didn't think much of it. She took out a transparent vessel from her spatial bracelet, which contained a clear liquid.

Upon seeing this, Bai Mo was immediately disappointed, thinking that something indescribable was about to happen. However, he quickly realized that this liquid seemed unusual, and he could sense a trace of special pure energy floating inside.

"What is this?" Bai Mo asked, staring at the bottle of water in front of him.

"Well water." Leng Qing emphasized the two words first, and then began to explain.

"This was given to me by some people I saved after passing through a village on my way from Mount Hua to the ancient capital. It's said that drinking it will bring the blessing of the well god."

"I found that drinking it has a slow effect on increasing cultivation, but it's not very useful. I gave some to Yu Mian, and here's the rest for you. Aren't you looking for the totem? Perhaps this so-called Well God Water has something to do with the totem."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo's eyes narrowed, and in a flash he understood who Leng Qing had saved and what the well water was.

Kun Well Water in Weiju Village outside the ancient capital!

Believe it or not, this thing does have something to do with totems. Let's keep it; we might need it later.

Bai Mo nodded, took the bottle of water, and put it into his spatial storage.

The two continued along the path, and Bai Mo, remembering the old Taoist priest on Mount Hua, asked him about it.

"How's Mount Hua?"

"A very good place for cultivation, with abundant spiritual energy."

"Is there an old Taoist priest up there?"

Leng Qing gave him a strange look and nodded. "How did you know?"

"I guessed."

On Shejiang Peak, there is a flat cliff that has been transformed into a platform, roughly the size of a small square, where many people sit to cool off.

The two of them unknowingly walked to this place, and a breeze blew by, refreshing and pleasant.

There were people singing in the square; some were good, some were not, but not too bad either. After listening to a few lines, you got used to it, and it was even quite entertaining.

Bai Mo led Leng Qing to a seat, where they sat down quietly to enjoy the breeze. Suddenly, she heard her say:

"You're a sound-based mage, why don't you sing one too?"

"Sound-based mages don't need to chant to create a song." Bai Mo shook his head; he was too lazy to go to the middle. Remembering that Leng Qing had emerged from seclusion, he must have broken through to the Super Rank, so he asked:

"You've surpassed your level! What's the fourth element?"

"Summoning type." Leng Qing smiled, a moonlit glow appearing in his eyes.

"Summoning!" Bai Mo was somewhat surprised, feeling it was a bit unexpected. "You have summoned beasts?"

Once you reach the Super Rank, cultivating a small Stardust is a piece of cake, which is why Bai Mo asked the question.

"I've got it, it's a night hummingbird."

Leng Qing casually remarked that with her superior mental strength, contracting a War General-level Dark Night Hummingbird wouldn't be a problem. Although a summoned beast of that level wouldn't be of much help at all.

"Don't rush to find your contracted beast. I have a target that might suit you." Bai Mo thought of Jiang Feng, the Great Flame Princess, in the northern corner of Zhuoyuan.

That doesn't seem entirely accurate, since it's a generic brand.

It's a waste that Leng Qing's contract with the Fire Spirit is not fire-elemental, but it's still better than Jiang Feng dying directly.

More importantly, this Jiang Feng is no ordinary person. Her mother is Lü Yi, and her father is Jiang Xia; she might be able to provide considerable assistance to Leng Qing's career as a presiding judge.

On the other hand, if Yan Ji Jiang Feng becomes Leng Qing's contracted beast, she will have a legitimate identity to operate in human cities.

Her soul was, after all, human; no matter how beautiful the place beneath the Starry Sky Tree was, it was still a quiet solitude.

"You don't want it yourself?" Leng Qing asked, puzzled.

"That's an older sister. I only need one older sister," Bai Mo said mysteriously.

Leng Qing was about to ask another question when she saw Lingling leading Ding Yumin over, along with many other magicians, all looking solemnly towards the east.

Her expression froze, and she turned her head away.

For a fleeting moment, the air seemed to freeze, or perhaps it was the entire world that froze. In the endless distance, where the surging river met the vast, empty sky, where the sky and water met, where heaven and earth merged, all seemed to be in harmony.

A ray of rainbow light pierced through thousands of miles and shone into the eyes of everyone on the Wangjiang Terrace. They couldn't describe their feelings, but upon seeing this radiance, everyone felt an unprecedented fear and reverence.

"It's starting." Lingling's soft murmur was caught by Bai Mo, and without asking, he already vaguely understood what it meant.

More rainbows appeared on the distant horizon, countless rainbows covering the entire skyline, even tinging the white clouds above with brilliant rainbow light.

"Heaven's sad rainbow!"

A grand and solemn hymn resounded from the mighty Yangtze River, accompanying the appearance of the voice. Countless halos, obscuring the entire river, suddenly descended; hundreds of halos were enormous, resembling altars of light from afar.

Countless rainbow threads cascaded down, creating a waterfall of light. Countless rainbows and divine dragons soared, adorning the hundred altars as if they were ordinary decorations. The holy light of the heavenly radiance, like a silver river falling from the ninth heaven, struck down.

All Bai Mo and the others could see was that the vast Yangtze River seemed to be bathed in sunlight, with a brilliant golden light flowing from the far reaches of the river like a golden dragon to where they were closer.

At the farthest point of the sky, where countless rainbows fell, the river water seemed to evaporate, but a huge figure appeared vividly in the golden light that permeated the entire world.

An absolutely terrifying aura permeated the air, which could be faintly felt even dozens of kilometers away.

However, the enormous figure seemed to have no intention of fighting and continued downstream along the Yangtze River, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)