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

Chapter 216 Shocking Change, Extraordinary Species of Heaven and Earth

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Two distinctly different voices rang out.

Mu Feng flipped in mid-air with nowhere to put his weight on. He had no armor or shield magic tools left, his light magic power was exhausted, and his mind was disturbed by the mental attack and could not concentrate for a short time. Facing the wind sword that was thrusting straight at him, Mu Feng could not put up any resistance at all and watched helplessly as he was cut in half by the pale white wind sword!

On the other side, the Dark Soul Puppet tore the Wind Sword apart with a claw, and the fierce wind directly lifted up the snow on both sides.

"Hehehe!!"

But its figure did not disappear because of Mu Feng's death. Instead, it cracked into an even more sinister smile, made a crow-like sound, and took a deep breath. Mu Feng, who was cut in two, suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, which was absorbed into its body. A chilling aura, carrying the stench of ditch, rushed up!

"really!"

Seeing this, Bai Mo thought to himself, "It is said that if the Dark Soul Demon Puppet is cultivated to a certain level, it will turn against its master. Now it seems that this is indeed true."

Meanwhile, the Dark Soul Puppet, a creature summoned from the dark plane, will not return. Once its host is killed, it will transform from a domestic dog into a wild dog, becoming even more arrogant and bloodthirsty.

Having absorbed Mu Feng, the Dark Soul Demon Puppet's aura became even stronger, and it attacked Bai Mo at an even faster speed!

"Layer upon layer of mountains!"

Bai Mo stomped his foot hard on the ground, and instantly a mountain of rocks rose up from the ground, blocking the way between him and the Dark Soul Demon Puppet.

Suddenly, the dark aura on the demonic puppet thickened and condensed, transforming into a dark red axe. It cleaved through mountains and shattered rocks with incredible speed, striking Bai Mo with lightning force.

It punched a deep hole directly into the Void Armor, and the immense force sent Bai Mo flying, crashing heavily into the huge plum tree behind him, shaking all the plum blossoms off the tree.

"Ahem!"

Feeling a tingling and numb sensation all over his body, Bai Mo couldn't help but cough twice, and a faint smell of blood could be smelled with his breath.

This Dark Soul Puppet has become so much stronger after consuming a high-level mage; it's almost at the level of a Grand Commander.

He glanced at the sky; the golden curtain of light was dissipating. It was already a rare feat to kill Mu Feng. He didn't intend to continue playing with this Dark Soul Demon Puppet and was about to transform into the wind and leave.

He dared not burrow underground; it was pitch black there, and who knew if he would be caught.

However, at that moment, the bright plum blossoms falling from the sky suddenly began to glow faintly, and the beautiful red petals moved without wind, swirling and dancing around him.

In an instant, Bai Mo felt enveloped by a refreshing fragrance. One breath made him feel comfortable all over, as if he were basking in the spring sunshine.

Suddenly, Bai Mo's eyes narrowed, and the wind wings that were about to form stopped instantly, transforming into seven Xun swords, temporarily blocking the oncoming demonic puppet.

Then you see the color of the plum blossoms swirling around you getting paler and paler, while the fragrance that is so refreshing and invigorating grows stronger and stronger, as if your soul is being purified by this aroma.

Thinking of this, Bai Mo suddenly felt something and realized that his mental strength had suddenly increased significantly. After a period of time, he could feel the power of space again!

"Could it be the legendary spirit of Zhongnan Mountain?"

The thought flashed through his mind, but his hands moved without slowing down. He faced the demonic puppet that had torn apart the seven Xun swords and was now within arm's reach.

A clear, silvery light shone in his eyes once more, and suddenly a strong wind arose around him, with the air currents swirling wildly outwards.

"Retreat!"

His thoughts coalesced and unleashed, a terrifying force crashing heavily into the oncoming Dark Soul Puppet. Like a roc spreading its wings, it sent the unstoppable puppet flying.

"It's my time."

Bai Mo grinned menacingly, his appearance comparable to a wrathful Vajra. Although he didn't know why the fragrance of this plum tree could directly heal a third of his soul and even remove the spatial restriction.

But he was too lazy to think about these things now. Having regained his senses, he only wanted to smash the guy in front of him to alleviate the embarrassment of dressing up as a woman and appearing in public!

Leaving behind a cloud of silver dust, Bai Mo's figure instantly appeared above the demon puppet's head. His silver hairpin spear gleamed, emitting a streak of silver light, and he swung it down in a wide arc towards the demon puppet beneath his feet.

The demon puppet had no idea that Bai Mo would suddenly become so powerful. Just a moment ago, he was only a little fast, and his attacks were like tickling.

And now, just one slap was enough to make him feel his whole body tremble.

Faced with the silver spear that swung around and smashed down, and with its sharp silver light capable of tearing through space, he dared not take it head-on.

With a whoosh, it transformed into a cloud of dark red mist, about to burrow underground to escape.

"Stand there and let me hit you!"

Bai Mo's smile widened, his eyes gleaming. A rhombus-shaped space descended instantly, pressing the demonic puppet, which had exploded into a cloud of mist, back to its original form.

At that moment, the silver spear in his hand struck the demon puppet heavily in the waist.

With a loud bang, the demonic puppet's waist was shattered by the exploding silver spear light. The demonic puppet broke free from the compressed space, and its severed lower body suddenly transformed into a dark mist that corroded everything, about to engulf Bai Mo.

"Hmph!" Bai Mo snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and before the wind could even move, he arrived in front of the flying demonic puppet. His silver spear tore through space, condensing into a crescent blade. As soon as the spearhead emerged, it instantly arrived in front of the demonic puppet, neatly splitting it in two vertically.

Instantly, countless fragments of souls flew about, while the dark red figure melted away like ice and snow.

He took a deep breath, and four walls burst forth from the ground, concealing Bai Mo's figure.

When he came out again, he had changed into his usual clothes.

"What a fucking idiot!"

Cursing under his breath, Bai Mo strolled over to the towering, elegant plum tree.

"What are you?"

He asked calmly, but the curtain of light in the sky had already faded, and the wind and snow had returned, yet no one answered his question.

Bai Mo didn't believe that this was something without intelligence, much less a demonic creature like the Heavenly Crown Purple Linden Divine Tree, which had saved him at a critical moment.

Secondly, this plum tree doesn't seem like a demon.

He paced around the plum tree, then took out the silver hairpin to compare, but found nothing resembling totem patterns.

Scratching his head, Bai Mo flashed and sat on a tree branch, but even so, the tree did not move.

A gust of wind was casually stirred up, blowing down some more plum blossoms, but the previous situation did not repeat itself.

Bai Mo carefully searched along the tree trunk, but ultimately found nothing.

If he hadn't actually witnessed that scene, he would have thought it was just an ordinary plum tree that was quite old.

But since he couldn't find anything, he simply gave up looking.

Bai Mo took a comprehensive, unobstructed photo of the tree and headed down the mountain.

He found it strange. Logically speaking, given Leng Qing's advanced cultivation level, he should have found her by now. Why was there still no trace of her?

After flying for a while, he saw three figures ahead, namely Leng Qinglingling and Ding Yumin. In an instant, he flew over to them.

What are you all looking around for?

Bai Mo landed beside the three of them. He noticed that they had been looking him over as he flew over, and Lingling was holding a small compass. Somewhat confused, he casually asked them what was going on.

"You're out?" Upon seeing Bai Mo, Ding Yumin and Leng Qing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Lingling's eyes darted over him, "What did you encounter in this Merlin Maze? Why are you dressed differently? You seem normal now."

Bai Mo's expression stiffened. Why couldn't this child speak properly? He changed the subject, asking, "What labyrinth?"

"The three hundred miles of plum forest on Zhongnan Mountain has a mysterious realm on the mountainside, which can only be entered by chance. In Taoist terms, it is called fate. Without fate, even if you are a high-level cultivator, you can only wander around outside. This is why plum blossom viewing activities are not held in higher places. We were just looking for a way to get in."

Lingling didn't care about Bai Mo's clumsy attempt to change the subject. She explained it carefully and then brought the topic back.

"The Merlin Maze is difficult to enter but easy to leave. Some people go in and gain nothing, while others gain some small rewards. Each person only has one chance in their lifetime to step into the Merlin Maze. This is the origin of the legend of the Spirit of Zhongnan Mountain."

When you arrived, you were dressed as an ancient fairy, but now you've reverted to men's clothing. Clearly, your cognitive dissonance has subsided, and you have subtle expressions on your face, indicating you've gained something in the plum grove.

"So, what is in Merlin?"

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Bai Mo was speechless. Couldn't he just let him have a moment to think? He shrugged. Since it had already happened, he decided not to dwell on the matter of dressing as a woman.

He recounted the general story of how he encountered Mu Feng, was followed by him, lured out of his hiding place, and fell into danger, and how Mei Shu came to his aid.

"My chaotic soul was restored by about 30% by that power, and together with what I had before, it has been restored to 70%. Now I can use spatial abilities again, and my mental strength has also increased considerably."

As Bai Mo spoke, he took out his phone and handed her a photo of the plum tree for them to look at. "I can't tell exactly what it is. I didn't find any totem markings."

Lingling carefully flipped through the photos Bai Mo had taken, lost in thought, without saying a word.

"Let's go back." At this moment, Leng Qing said. She still needed to report on Mu Feng's cultivation of forbidden techniques and also to suppress the impact of Bai Mo's cross-dressing.

Bai Mo nodded, and the group headed down the mountain.

As they walked, Ding Yumin glanced at him and asked, "Where's my dress?"

"I'll give it back to you, but I don't want it."

"When we arrived, the plum blossom garden was bustling with activity; everyone was talking about the celestial fairy who had descended from heaven," Leng Qing couldn't help but tease.

"Some people even say you're a mountain spirit in disguise, and they're going to call in the court to arrest you."

"Just a bunch of lecherous scoundrels." Bai Mo tossed his head back and curled his lip.

"Aren't you?"

Bai Mo glanced at them and said in a reasonable tone:

"Look at me, I've captivated countless people in women's clothing, especially amidst such a gathering of beauties. You can only be described as absolutely stunning. None of you are as beautiful as me in women's attire. How could I be a lecher? If I were, I'd just dress as a woman!"

"Lingling, don't you agree?" Bai Mo looked at Lingling, who was deep in thought, trying to get her support.

Lingling rolled her eyes and bluntly commented, "You're such an idiot!"

Ding Yumin and Leng Qing were speechless; they had never seen such a narcissistic and shameless person.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Bai Mo did not agree to the suggestion of taking the route through the plum blossom garden, but instead descended the mountain from another route and returned to the ancient capital.

Inside the villa, Bai Mo began searching for information about beauty appreciation events, the spirit of Zhongnan Mountain, and so on.

Sure enough, a bunch of videos and GIFs popped up, followed by a bunch of posts like "This is my wife," "My wife is making a fool of herself," "I'm offering a large reward to find her," and even many fake "Zhongnan Fairy" accounts appeared.

Seeing that none of the comments exposed his identity, Bai Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief and gave a thumbs up to every highly praised comment that complimented his good looks.

And report those malicious comments that say he has had plastic surgery.

By the time we finished looking around, it was already dark.

Bai Mo turned off his phone, secretly blaming it for being such an addictive monster. Then he glanced around and met Leng Qing's gaze, who was silently watching him.

Why are you looking at me?

"Bored, just killing time."

"Is it pretty?"

"So-so." Leng Qing paused, then shook his phone. The wallpaper on the left showed him in women's clothing, falling from the sky. "This one looks better."

"I think so too." Ding Yumin, who was reading a book nearby, looked up, glanced at the book, and echoed.

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Bai Mo remained silent, then turned his gaze to Lingling, "Lingling, have you found any information about that plum tree?"

"There is no clear record in the ancient capital's database. I commissioned some hunters to inquire in the villages and towns near Zhongnan Mountain. I found that some Taoist priests in the temples said that there are immortal roots in the plum grove. According to the Taoist explanation of immortal roots, it should refer to rare plants from heaven and earth."

"So I collected a large amount of information on exotic plants of heaven and earth, and finally identified one: the Fragrance Plum."

"The Fragrance of the Spirit Plum?" Bai Mo repeated, and Leng Qing and the other also turned their gazes to Lingling.

"Yes!" Lingling nodded emphatically. "This is a beneficial rare species of nature. It can gather spiritual energy. If it survives for more than a thousand years, the subtle fragrance it actively releases and the dark plum blossoms it condenses will have the effect of purifying the spirit and benefiting the soul."

"As for how to get it to give this effect willingly, I don't know. The Dark Fragrance Medium has a certain level of intelligence, and I don't know what its criteria for judgment are."

After listening, they all fell into deep thought.

If it weren't for the help of the Dark Fragrance Plum, Bai Mo might not have died, but he would certainly have suffered some serious injuries.

Bai Mo stroked his chin and guessed, "Could it really be that I'm too beautiful, even the plum blossoms are amazed? Hmm, that's very likely!"

"Plum blossoms inherently symbolize resilience, purity, and unyielding spirit. Perhaps the fragrant plum blossom simply didn't want that dark soul demon puppet to defile its territory, and asked you to help it drive it away."

Lingling revealed her guess, and upon hearing it, Ding Yumin and Leng Qing both thought it made perfect sense.

The days that followed returned to normal. Leng Qing had finished cleaning up the Black Vatican's affairs, and there was no need for her to do the rest herself.

So he spent most of his time in the villa watching over Bai Mo. Although Bai Mo had recovered most of his health, he was not fully recovered.

The effects of the soul's self-adjustment are still ongoing; it's just unknown whether a second cognitive shift will occur.

(End of this chapter)