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

Chapter 206: Finding the Traitor and Discovering the Forgotten Worm

"Brother Bai Mo, please, stop them!"

Upon seeing more than a dozen rotting corpses rushing towards Huacun, Su Ming panicked and began to plead. He didn't know if the man in the straw raincoat was the one who had wiped out their village that night, but he didn't want another village to suffer another calamity.

"I know." Bai Mo nodded slightly. "Mo Fan, you keep this guy under control."

In just a few words, the rotting corpses arrived outside Hua Village, terrifying the villagers who were initially overjoyed that the village chief had dealt with the attacking corpses.

Running helplessly in all directions, the village chief, who had just cast a mid-level spell, saw this scene and knew he was doomed. He turned pale and didn't know what to do.

Only Zhang Xiaohou remained standing there blankly, muttering to himself.

"Ground Core Rock Hand!"

However, before he could finish chanting, a magnificent chant came from above. Upon hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Xiaohou's eyes widened slightly, and then he became dazed again.

The villagers, who also heard this sacred and demonic sound and saw two enormous, dark golden, holy and magnificent rock hands, each thirty meters in size, burst forth from the ground, were all excited, even though the earth trembled from the powerful force and they were unsteady on their feet.

Two dark golden giant hands suddenly slammed down, like giants sleeping in the earth swatting away flies, smashing more than a dozen rotting corpses into the ground. The fence at the village entrance collapsed due to the tremor caused by this blow, and several villagers who were nearby even lost their footing.

Having mastered the Sand Core Secret Technique, Bai Mo now possessed the control of a high-level earth mage, so his earth magic no longer felt like playing with mud.

If he reaches a higher level, his control over earth elements will only become stronger.

"We're saved! We're saved!" someone said, still shaken, before shouting excitedly.

The panicked atmosphere in the village vanished instantly, replaced by expressions of joy at surviving a disaster and gratitude for the monk who had come to their rescue.

Led by village chief Xie Sang, a group of villagers stood at the village entrance, waiting for Bai Mo and his party.

Upon seeing Zhang Xiaohou in the crowd, Mo Fan's face lit up with joy. He took a few steps forward to hug him, exclaiming, "Monkey, I knew you wouldn't die!"

Zhang Xiaohou stood there dumbfounded, unmoved by Mo Fan's words, and even moved closer to Su Xiaoluo, looking somewhat shy.

"What are you doing?!" Su Xiaolu glared at Mo Fan, as if afraid he would bully Zhang Xiaohou.

"He's my friend, Monkey, you...you don't recognize me!" Mo Fan looked at Zhang Xiaohou, somewhat puzzled. If Zhang Xiaohou had amnesia, how did Bai Mo notify him?

"He recognizes us." Ding Yumin's voice resonated in their hearts, while Bai Mo winked at Mo Fan.

Understanding the unspoken message, Mo Fan naturally feigned a headache.

"You know him? That's great! You should take this annoying guy away. He's been freeloading off us for ages." Just then, a somewhat arrogant voice rang out.

"Hong Jun, how can you speak of our benefactors' friends like that!" Before Su Xiaolu could even open her mouth to defend him, she heard the village chief Xie Sang reprimand her.

Bai Mo keenly noticed that Su Ming's body trembled after hearing Hong Jun's voice, and it took him several seconds to calm down.

It was only because he was standing behind Mo Fan that he was blocked from view; otherwise, everyone would have noticed something was wrong long ago.

Mo Fan then returned to the group and revealed Su Ming. When Hong Jun saw Su Ming, his expression suddenly turned fierce, but he quickly concealed it.

However, his appearance still caught everyone's attention.

The short man dragged the bound Fang Gu. From the strong man Fang Youmiao, everyone already knew that he was the strong man's uncle and the village chief of Yangyang Village.

After exchanging pleasantries with Village Chief Xie Sang and quieting everyone down, Bai Mo finally spoke up, asking, "Su Ming, do you know Hong Jun?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Su Ming. Before Su Ming could speak, Hong Jun said, "Haha, most of the young people in our village, especially young mages like me, know him."

Having spent the last few days together, Su Ming had actually begun to trust Bai Mo somewhat, and upon hearing this, he hid behind Bai Mo.

"Brother Bai, I recognize him. He's a member of the Black Vatican. Our village was destroyed because he led those people down the wrong path! I remember his voice!"

"Don't talk nonsense! I only beat you up a few times before, and you're framing me like this? Do you know what happens when you slander a mage?" Hong Jun retorted loudly, his voice filled with bravado but his voice betraying his fear.

When Village Chief Xie Sang heard Su Ming's words, his expression changed instantly. He was about to rebuke Su Ming for talking nonsense when he saw his grandson arguing back.

Xie Sang, who knew him well, knew that Hong Jun was lying!

Su Ming was telling the truth. For a moment, Xie Sang didn't know what to do, and there was also Fang Gu, whom she had driven away, beside her.

Just then, the sorcerer said, "My companion is a high-level mental mage; you are lying."

"I don't."

"I am the judge of the Lingyin Temple Tribunal. Whether you are guilty or not, I will naturally take you back for investigation."

Upon hearing this, Xie Sang felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the words he wanted to use to distort the truth were stuck in his throat.

Yes! A trial! A sorcerer!

My own words can't possibly escape the notice of these people!

They found out what they did? They've come to confront me!

One guess after another welled up in Xie Sang's mind. Not knowing what to do, he could only look helplessly at Hong Jun. He had used all his selfish desires, even selling the village's spring water, to raise this grandson.

But this grandson became the wicked Black Vatican. Just this one thing made Xie Sang feel like the sky was falling. He pointed at Hong Jun, his voice trembling.

"Why did you join the Black Vatican! All my hopes and efforts for you were wasted!"

"Hmph! You have no idea about the outside world. What kind of life can you live on a few old relics and a stinking amount of money? Only by joining the Vatican can I enjoy a life of extravagance and debauchery!"

When Hong Jun saw that the old village chief had directly exposed his lie, his body, which had been trembling with fear, calmed down. He retorted nonchalantly, knowing that he was doomed to be handed over to the trial committee anyway, so he stopped pretending.

"So, all those dangerous villages outside were destroyed by the Black Vatican?" Mo Fan finally realized what was going on and vaguely understood why the monkey had been pretending to be stupid.

Upon seeing Hong Jun exposed, the monkey automatically ran back to Mo Fan's side. He understood that with Ding Yumin, a high-level mind-based mage, present, his disguise was unlikely to remain concealed.

"No! The deaths in our Yangyang Village were all caused by this old bastard!"

Trapped, Fang Gu glared at Xie Sang with a ferocious expression and a shrill voice. He knew he couldn't escape, but since he had encountered the adults of the Inquisition, he didn't want to let Xie Sang go so easily.

Fang Youmiao was taken aback upon hearing this. He had initially been somewhat confused and disbelieving about his uncle's massacre of other villages, and even after Hong Jun was exposed, he thought his uncle was also a member of the Black Vatican.

But now it seems there's more to the story.

"Uncle, what does that mean?"

"Hmph!" Fang Gu snorted angrily, looking at Xie Sang's complicated expression, and said unmoved:

"Our village's well god can no longer protect us, so I led the villagers to Hua Village, begging them to take us in for the night! But they drove us all away. We have nowhere to go, so we can only wait to die in this land of the dead."

"I couldn't accept it! How could I watch those spirits devour my villagers one by one?! So I killed them, used the water from the Kun Well to create spirits that could walk in the sunlight. I know I'm a bad person, but I couldn't let these heartless beasts live on!!"

Xie Sang's expression became even more complicated. He couldn't refute it because Fang Gu wasn't lying; he simply said in a hoarse voice:

"If you have any grievances, just come to me. They are all innocent. I made the decision."

Upon hearing another bombshell, Mo Fan and the others were stunned, momentarily unsure if they had saved the wrong person.

Bai Mo waved his hand, signaling them to be quiet. "Your problems will be handled by the Magic Association. Now I need to confirm one thing."

"Fang Gu, summon all your dead spirits."

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan immediately retracted his Shadow Nail.

Once his mind was freed and his body could move again, Fang Gu didn't even try to struggle and obediently summoned the undead.

All they were were skeletons and rotting corpses, completely unrecognizable from their former appearances. But even so, Fang Youmiao still couldn't bear to look at them.

"It's actually possible to move around in the sun!" Mo Fan exclaimed in amazement as he looked at the bright sunshine in the sky.

Bai Mo nodded slightly, then said to Xie Sang, "Bring the Kun Well water from your village. It's necessary for the investigation. We need to gather information from the villagers and return to the ancient capital with you. You are all suspects. If you cooperate, you might receive lenient treatment."

Bai Mo didn't just politely say that the Abyss of Fiend was right next door and that for safety reasons, they should come back to the ancient capital with them. Sometimes, this kind of official approach is more effective.

Upon hearing this, Xie Sang hurriedly went to fetch the Kun Well water. Having witnessed Bai Mo's strength and knowing that his companion was a mind mage, he dared not resort to any underhanded tactics.

Just then, Zhang Xiaohou, who had just finished explaining to Mo Fan why he was pretending to be stupid, came to Bai Mo's side.

"Brother Mo, let's go back to the ancient capital quickly. Sha Yuan is right next to us, and I'm really scared of it."

"I also have some information about the Black Vatican. If you can execute Xie Sang, I will tell you," Fang Gu said from the side.

"Let's talk about it when we get back to the ancient capital. I will hand you all over to the Inquisition." Bai Mo glanced at him.

He knew that Zhang Xiaohou, out of caution, had not revealed all the reasons why he was pretending to be stupid, and that was part of what Fang Gu knew.

He led about a hundred villagers and spent a day returning to the ancient capital.

At the same time, Bai Mo also received a text message from Leng Qing. She had arrived in the ancient capital and was beginning to investigate the movements of the Black Vatican in the ancient capital, which she had learned from the trap she encountered in the demon capital.

Bai Mo didn't know if she was in the city, so he immediately dialed her number.

The call didn't go through; the voice message indicated it was out of service area, so it seemed I wasn't in the city. I sent a short message informing them of my discovery in Huacun, then found a place to stay.

First, Bai Mo handed Xie Sang and the others, as well as Hong Jun, over to the Trial Council. He did not send Fang Gu there as well, but instead obtained information about Hu Jin's Grand Deacon from him and told him to contact him tomorrow.

It's getting late, let them rest for a while.

Bai Mo turned around, glanced at Zhang Xiaohou and Mo Fan, and led them and Ding Yumin to a lounge.

With a wave of his hand, soundproof and spatial barriers were set up.

"Alright, can you speak now?"

Mo Fan suddenly realized, "Right, it's just a Black Vatican with only a low-level cultivation level. Why did you have to pretend to be stupid for so long, Monkey?"

"Actually, I was investigating the Abyss of Evil when I discovered the Black Vatican, so I went undercover there. But I was discovered. Hong Jun was sent by them to guard me in case I said anything I shouldn't have and hindered their plans."

"The Black Vatican! So they're after the ancient capital?!" Mo Fan said in a low voice, "That's why you had to play dumb and keep it from them."

"Yes, but I didn't expect Brother Mo to bring Sister-in-law Ding. He exposed Hong Jun right away."

Zhang Xiaohou nodded.

"What did you see while you were infiltrating that made them so relentless in their pursuit of you?"

Mo Fan asked.

"He was wearing a mask, so I didn't recognize him, but the Black Vatican people called him Grand Deacon Tiger."

"The Grand Steward of Hujin?" Mo Fan asked in confusion.

"That's the leader of all the blue-robed deacons of the Black Vatican, Salang's right-hand man. It's likely that he's heavily involved in the conspiracy they're brewing in the ancient capital. Fang Gu learned this from the Black Vatican; he's fought against those people," Bai Mo explained.

"Yes." Zhang Xiaohou nodded emphatically. "I heard his voice. He should also be from Bocheng. His voice is really familiar. He probably recognized me, which is why he sent Hong Jun, his informant."

"The voice is familiar, it's from Bocheng!" Mo Fan frowned; he couldn't forget the disaster that had befallen Bocheng.

"Monkey, let's discuss this."

"The voice sounds familiar, so you must know each other, and have probably met quite a few times."

Ding Yumin then spoke up, "Was it a male voice or a female voice? An elderly person or a young person? Do you remember this one?"

"It was a man, with a deep voice..." Zhang Xiaohou frowned as he tried to recall, but the more he tried, the more confused he became.

"Mo Fan, give him some names and remind him," Bai Mo said to Mo Fan, who was standing to the side deep in thought.

"Okay, okay." Mo Fan thought for a moment, and with his penchant for conspiracy theories, he first picked the most likely person, reporting the information while keeping an eye on Zhang Xiaohou's expression.

"Mu Zhuoyun"

"Zhu Chao."

Yang Zuohe

"Mu Bai, Mu He..."

When the name Mu He was uttered, Zhang Xiaohou trembled violently, and a splitting pain shot through his head.

"Ah!!" A painful roar escaped his lips.

"Monkey, what's wrong with you!" Mo Fan asked immediately.

"Lingyi - Soothe!" Ding Yumin waved her hand, casting a mind spell, but then frowned slightly. "Strange, there's an aura of a curse."

Feeling comforted, Zhang Xiaohou was quiet for only a moment before bursting into tears again.

Bai Mo raised his hand and struck, knocking him unconscious. He then reached out and tore the man's sleeve.

Then a black, centipede-like mark appeared on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, as if it were embedded directly into his flesh.

"This is a forget-me-not!"

Ding Yumin recognized the thing at a glance. Although it was a secret technique of the Black Church, it was also a masterpiece of the mind magic system. She had seen this thing in the mind magic data of Pearl Academy.

Mo Fan was completely stunned. There was such a terrifying black centipede inside a human body. How terrifying was that!

More importantly, after all this time, neither he, Zhang Xiaohou, nor Su Xiaoluo, who was taking care of Zhang Xiaohou, had noticed!

(End of this chapter)