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

"Bodyguards?" Bai Mo raised an eyebrow. "Would I be in danger?"

"I don't know. Your dad said it was just in case. If something happens to Dan, he'll just make things difficult for me." Bai Yuanzhou pouted.

"Oh, then just beat him up. There's a saying, 'The eldest brother is like a father.'"

Mu Nujiao beside him and Ding Yumin behind him couldn't help but show speechless expressions when they heard this, but Bai Yuanzhou's expression remained normal, as if he was used to Bai Mo's personality.

Not only that, he stroked his chin and fell into deep thought, as if he was very tempted, and then looked at Bai Mo.

"If that's the case, you should call me grandpa. Say it now."

"Uncle, you lack martial ethics."

"What's with all this talk of martial ethics from a magician?" Bai Yuanzhou took out a small bottle of wine, took a sip, and said slowly, "You're not a kid anymore, stop messing with your father. He's the head of the family now, and if he gets injured, he won't be able to handle things. It might just fall on my shoulders."

Bai Mo, Mu Nujiao, and Ding Yumian:

"Yu Mian." Bai Mo ignored him and walked over to Ding Yu Mian in a few steps, giving her a cheerful hug.

After they separated, Mu Nujiao greeted them, "Yu Mian."

"Jiaojiao, long time no see." Ding Yumin greeted her, then pulled her to sit down. "Isn't being with him a bit annoying?"

"It's alright, sometimes it is, but I'm used to it. Yu Mian, why didn't you come sooner?"

"The previous matches weren't very interesting; just watch the broadcasts."

"What a pity, Yu Mian, you are quite strong, you should be able to fight alongside us."

The two chatted with smiles, but a hint of tension had somehow crept into the air. Bai Yuanzhou, seemingly out of nowhere, approached Bai Mo and whispered:

"Both of them, are they?"

"Yes, all of them."

"That elementary school student isn't it, is he?"

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"Uncle Bai, I'm a middle school student." Lingling appeared beside Bai Mo at some point and said expressionlessly:

"Besides, I'm not interested in that womanizing radish; he's my hunter partner."

Feeling somewhat embarrassed that he had been caught gossiping behind people's backs, Bai Yuanzhou couldn't help but take another sip of wine and awkwardly changed the subject.

"This Divine Brew is so much better! What are all these Western things? They're no fun at all. You two want a sip?"

"Uncle, if there's nothing else, you should go and cultivate. I'm safe."

Bai Mo noticed that Lingling's expression remained serious and guessed that something must have happened, so he asked.

"Alright, I'm going to drink now. I won't bother you while you're flirting."

As the words faded, Bai Yuanzhou vanished without a trace, leaving only Bai Mo with a head full of black lines.

What does it mean to flirt with other women?

The final battle was a few days later, giving both sides enough time to prepare. After informing his mentors and teammates, Bai Mo took Lingling, Mu Nujiao, and Ding Yumin to a place to chat.

"Bai Mo, Qin Yue has been arrested!"

As soon as she sat down, Lingling said with a serious expression.

"Is she still alive?" Bai Mo frowned. He hadn't forgotten the little partner that Lingling had trained for him.

At the same time, they also knew why Lingling had rushed back after her last visit to Venice.

"I'm not sure, but he's probably alive."

Lingling shook her head, her expression unchanged, and said, "But there's a high probability he's alive. They probably don't want a dead person."

"That day, it was just her and me in the hunting lodge; otherwise, we would never have let them succeed."

"Are you alright?"

"No, they seemed afraid of me, or perhaps afraid of my grandfather, and dared not hurt me."

"Do you know who it is?"

"We haven't found out yet. Their movements are very mysterious; all we know is that they wear white cloaks."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo frowned, a thought flashing through his mind, and guessed, "They're in Europe?"

"Yes, we've located Qin Yue's approximate location using a scent-tracking spell; she's in Europe."

"Do you have any guesses?" Bai Mo couldn't help but ask.

"There are some, but I'm not sure yet. I'm checking, but I need your help," Lingling said.

"What do you need me to do? There's still plenty of time before the next match."

"I can help too," said Mu Nujiao, who was standing nearby.

"Thank you, Sister Jiaojiao. But Bai Mo can handle this."

Lingling smiled sweetly at Mu Nujiao, then said to Bai Mo, "I see you are quite familiar with that Asha Ruya."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Mo felt two sharp gazes fall on him, as if they wanted to pierce him.

He felt a little guilty, but he quickly overcame it.

He didn't do anything.

"I'm fairly familiar with her. The information on the types of lightning that I needed for my Lieque Blade came from her."

"She said you drew tally marks on her face?" Ding Yumin said quietly from the side.

"No, I just drew tally marks on her face in the photo. It was just a little joke," Bai Mo said truthfully.

"You'd better not have any other ideas."

"Really? Lingling, are you looking for Asha's Ruya?" Bai Mo felt a chill run down his spine. Had they not seen each other recently? Yu Mian's jealousy was practically overflowing.

"Yes, she should be able to get some information from her." Lingling nodded heavily.

"I have her phone number here." Bai Mo took out the business card from last time.

"No need, you go ask her. If I go, she might not tell me." Lingling shook her head.

In an instant, Bai Mo felt the gaze upon him grow even sharper.

He felt betrayed by Lingling.

He couldn't help but reach out and pat the little girl's head, saying in her puzzled gaze:

"Lingling, you're in junior high now, does that mean you're going through puberty?"

"You're crazy." Lingling slapped his hand away and said irritably.

"The sooner the better, go and ask Asha'erya."

"it is good."

After the exciting match, the streets of Venice became even more crowded. Bai Mo used his spatial ability to walk towards his destination, while also thinking about Qin Yue.

Before becoming Lingling's prospective partner, Qin Yue didn't have many interpersonal relationships, and her background was clear, transparent, and innocent.

The only recent mishap was when someone appeared in Parthenon a while ago and asked to take her away, but Old Man Bao stopped them.

The matter was left unresolved. As for why Parthenon took Qin Yue away, Old Man Bao only said that Parthenon believed that all those who awakened white magic on their own were Parthenon's disciples.

Next, Lingling suddenly came to inform him today that Qin Yue had been kidnapped.

Most people might think that the mystery is shrouded in secrecy, and that some kind of evil force took Qin Yue away.

There was absolutely no doubt about Parthenon.

But Bai Mo is no ordinary person; he has never trusted the general authority in this world.

Because he was a native of Kyushu in his previous life, he subconsciously protected the country of Kyushu.

And Parthenon, who is considered sacred and inviolable, a compassionate savior of humanity, is even less likely to be believed by him subconsciously.

Bai Mo always felt that there was a deeper reason why Parthenon wanted to take Qin Yue away. At the same time, Lingling asked him to ask Asha Ruya, perhaps because she had also sensed something.

"Bai Mo".

As I was pondering, I heard a melodious sound, like the gentle murmur of a clear spring, coming from the alleyway beside me.

Bai Mo turned his head and saw a woman wearing a black silk veil and an ancient-style long dress standing there. The shadow of the wall concealed her entire graceful figure, and if an ordinary person did not pay attention, they would not even notice that there was a person there.

"Huh, is that me you're seeing?"

Bai Mo stepped out of the spatial realm and appeared before her.

"I am also a space-type mage, as you should know."

"Oh, then your cultivation is not bad. Ordinary space mages can't see me." Bai Mo shrugged.

"What do you need me for?" Asha Ruya ignored the compliment; in her opinion, it was more like Bai Mo's narcissism.

After all, no matter how strong she is, she can't beat Bai Mo. Therefore, the stronger she is, the stronger Bai Mo is.

"Let's find somewhere to talk," Bai Mo said, looking around.

"Okay, let's go to the bar, I want to have a drink."

As Asha Ruya spoke, she led Bai Mo through several turns, arriving at a low-key bar.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Anything is fine."

So Asha's ordered two identical cocktails, and then said, "Now you can talk, my time is very precious."

Do you know Qin Yue?

"That little girl from your Qingtian Hunting Grounds."

"It seems you know."

"I also know that Parthenon cares about her a lot, but now Parthenon cares about someone else."

Asha'ruya took a small sip of her drink, a smile playing on her lips.

"She has disappeared."

"Oh? It seems someone has made a move."

Upon hearing this, Asha'ruya was not surprised at all and nodded slightly.

"It seems you know. Do you know where she is?" Bai Mo stared at her, thinking to himself, "I knew it."

"Do you know who I am?" Asha's question came out of nowhere.

"The Parthenon Candidate Goddess".

"Yes, but it's nothing serious. I was just lucky to be adopted by a very remarkable person and then inherited some of his estate." Asha'ruya shook her head and continued:

"You should be able to guess that person is Saint Venté, the greatest man in Parthenon in the last hundred years. Why would I betray information about Parthenon for your sake?"

"In fact, you've said enough." Bai Mo remained unmoved, glancing at her. "If Parthenon were really that good, he wouldn't have been executed."

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Asha'ruya didn't speak, but simply drank the wine in her glass in one gulp and sighed.

"You know Parthenon's power. Parthenon has a rule: all those who awaken white magic on their own must return to the sacred mountain."

"I know, so where is Qin Yue?" Bai Mo's face remained unmoved.

"madman."

Asha'ruya stared at him for a moment, then smiled.

"But I like it. Also, I heard you made a lot of money at the casino?"

"good."

"Ten billion, the information you wanted," Asha'ruya said softly.

"Can."

Bai Mo did not hesitate for a moment. Although he did not participate in the biggest bet because of his cultivation, the previous few bets and today's bet were enough for him to make money.

"You know the Temple of Faith, right? As the lowest level of power in Parthenon, the Temple of Faith also has a special organization that does things that can't be seen in the light of day." At this point, Asha's smile was somewhat sarcastic.

"You mean, Qin Yue was captured by this organization?"

"Yes, I don't know much about this organization either, but they usually register when they bring people up the mountain, but there haven't been any such registrations in the last two days."

Bai Mo's eyes lit up. "So, Qin Yue hasn't been taken to Mount Parthenon yet!"

If he could avoid confronting Parthenon, he probably wouldn't want to.

"They are generally very patient. In my estimation, they are probably still wandering around in Europe. But don't get too excited. Each of them is at least at the high-level perfection stage."

Asha's head shook. "Finding them won't be easy."

Do you have any leads?

"I know a few routes they take back down the mountain. You can try to find them."

As she spoke, she took out a map. Bai Mo unfolded it and realized that it was a specially made map.

The map uses five different colors to record several different routes, covering almost the entire Europe.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but frown. With such a large area, even if Lingling's tracking skills were superb, there certainly wouldn't be enough time.

Do we really have to tear down the sacred mountain to save Qin Yue?

This plot seems familiar; it's just missing a change of identities and the addition of the Lotus Lantern.

Qin Yue and he weren't very close; in short, she was just an ordinary little sister to him.

What Bai Mo wanted to help with was his disapproval of Parthenon's style and Qin Yue's status as Lingling's future partner.

The two little ones have been together for over a year, and Qin Yue has long since become Lingling's best friend.

As a gifted girl, Lingling was very lonely. She usually interacted with people who were several years older than her.

In fact, neither Leng Qing, Old Man Bao, nor he could solve this problem at the beginning.

It wasn't until Lingling brought Qin Yue to the Qingtian Hunting Grounds and prepared to make her her future partner that she truly had a friend of similar age.

There are many things that neither he, Leng Qing, nor Old Man Bao could give to Lingling, but Qin Yue, her friend, could.

Therefore, no matter what, he had to help Lingling bring Qin Yue back.

"What are you thinking about?" Asha Riya frowned, sensing an immense pressure and murderous aura emanating from Bai Mo.

"Time? These routes cover too much ground, we don't have enough time. And their last route back to Parthenon is all about spatial teleportation. Even if we block the last route, we'll still have to gamble."

"So, what were you thinking about just now?"

Asha'ruya tilted her head, a hint of surprise on her face. "You don't mean to hit it, do you?"

Bai Mo's mind returned to calm, and that imposing aura vanished instantly. He asked calmly:

"I heard that once you conquer the Star River Ancient Road, you can meet anyone on the sacred mountain."

"That's right. It's a rule as old as the sacred mountain itself. As long as this person exists on the sacred mountain, you can see them. However, if Qin Yue is brought up the mountain, she's a person who doesn't exist. No one will let you see her, and no one will acknowledge her existence."

Asha'ruya nodded, then asked with some confusion, "As far as I know, you and Qin Yue don't seem to have a close relationship."

"I'm just worried about hurting a little one; she's already been hurt once."

Bai Mo took a sip of wine and smiled gently.

"I didn't expect you to be such a sweetheart." Asha's eyes flickered as she said leisurely.

"Actually, there's no need to be so extreme; you still have time."

"You have time?" Bai Mo asked, somewhat puzzled, then thoughtfully added, "You mean they won't be returning to Parthenon anytime soon? Why?"

"Because of the Praise of the Divine Seal, there are restrictions on entering and leaving the sacred mountain during the ceremony. Your finals begin in seven days, and considering the timeframe, the sacred mountain should be preparing accordingly."

Asha'ruya blinked and continued, "The people from the Temple of Faith do not have true Parthenon identities, so they cannot go up the mountain during preparations for various large-scale events."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo nodded slightly, still somewhat uneasy, and continued to ask, "What exactly did Parthenon want with Qin Yue?"

What do you think?

Asha Ruya suddenly smiled.

"I have no idea."

"Actually, in the beginning, our world also had white magic; it didn't just come from the Holy Plane." Asha's eyes suddenly became very distant. "Like black magic."

"What do you mean?" Bai Mo frowned.

"These are just my speculations based on some classical texts and similar things Parthenon did in the past."

With a soft sigh, Asha'ruya continued, "Telling you won't hurt; I suspect many old folks share the same suspicion."

"Every person who awakens white magic on their own does so not through the grace of the Holy Plane, but through a high degree of compatibility with the white magic origin of this plane. For every person who awakens white magic on their own, Parthenon will gain one more bit of white magic origin. With this, through certain means, they can make their white magic more powerful and more able to suppress all white magic in the world."

"The origin of white magic inherent in the magic plane?" Bai Mo frowned slightly.

"I don't know much about this. Perhaps the magic in our world wasn't like this at the beginning. However, the source of white magic in this plane is very rare now. Every one that awakens white magic on its own is extremely rare," Asha's reminder pointedly.

"Okay, I understand."

Bai Mo nodded, his heart growing heavier. It seemed that once Qin Yue was sent to Parthenon, her chances of survival were slim.

He needed to quickly tell Lingling this news, and at the same time, he suddenly understood why Old Man Bao would stop Parthenon's men from taking Qin Yue away.

After all, for all white magic mages in the world, Parthenon is the temple they yearn for.

"I'll offer you ten billion." Asha Ruya clearly saw his intention to leave, so she reached out her delicate white hand and said with a smile.

Bai Mo nodded and expressionlessly handed over a diamond card.

"Great! In that case, I'll give you a bonus." Asha'ruya smiled and raised her hand, pointing to a red line on the map.

"They will most likely follow this route; in fact, most missions concerning East Asia follow this route."

"it is good."

Bai Mo nodded, then, a thought struck him, and asked, "What would Parthenon do if the victim was a victim of white magic?"

"That's a matter for the Chamber of Judgments."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo nodded in understanding. It seemed that Parthenon and the Holy City had some agreement that Parthenon would not interfere in the affairs of the victims.

He said goodbye and left, then returned to his residence to tell Lingling the news he had received.

"I see. Just as I thought, it really was them. Now, leave the rest to me and Sister Yu Mian."

Lingling nodded earnestly. Upon hearing this, Bai Mo glanced at Ding Yumin and chose to believe them.

"Then be careful."

He believed that no one could hide a secret from Ding Yumin's mental magic.

In the time that followed, Bai Mo did not choose to cultivate or do anything else; instead, he considered how to improve the strength of his thigh.

The hollow willow doesn't need further improvement; we can't get anything to take it a step further right now. The important thing is Jingwei, who has only just recovered to the level of a minor monarch.

"Jingwei, can you absorb the energy of other totems, those that are dead?"

He couldn't help but send a message through the totem vessel to Jingwei, who was cultivating and roaming inside the Soul Refining Pot.

"Jingwei!"

A crisp sound transmitted the answer back to his mind, and Bai Mo's eyes lit up.

Like the hollow willow tree, Jingwei is an independent totem separate from the four sacred totem systems. Under normal circumstances, she cannot accept the power belonging to other totems.

However, if the totem is already dead, she can use her necromantic power to turn the totem into an undead being, and then absorb and transform the totem's power into the Soul Refining Pot, absorbing it slowly.

Upon receiving the answer, Bai Mo did not feel overjoyed. He could also use the power within the Soul Refining Pot, which meant that his cultivation speed would not slow down after reaching the next level.

With the answer in mind, a plan immediately formed. Bai Mo had a feeling that he would cause trouble at Parthenon, so he needed to strengthen his bodyguards in the future.

The young monarch's Jingwei is not quite up to par yet. He remembers that there is the remains of a giant turtle in Wanggui Town, which can be used to nourish Jingwei.

After the divine seal praise ceremony and watching Mo Fan cause a ruckus in Parthenon, he went to take care of this matter.

He had actually considered going now, but he couldn't be sure that it would take time for Jingwei to transform its totem nature and for it to absorb the essence.

He still needs to keep a close eye on Lingling and the others' investigation, so he doesn't have that much time yet.

Thinking about the time, he thought of the Egyptian team's final match a few days later, and thinking of the Egyptian team, he thought of their Pharaoh's Source.

"Jingwei, you should be able to absorb the Fountain of the Dead, right?"

"Jingwei!!"

A louder and more excited cry than before rang out.

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes, realizing that there was no need to go to Ao's father for the time being.

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye, and the final day has arrived.

There was still no news from Lingling and the others, so Bai Mo arrived at the competition venue somewhat absentmindedly.

To emphasize the grandeur of this final match, Venice specially arranged the battleground on a small island completely surrounded by the sea.

From a distance, the entire island looks like a fighting arena emerging from the blue sea. The deep blue seawater forms a transparent light wall, protecting the entire island.

The audience is positioned on four ships surrounding the island, and through the barrier, they can clearly see the battleground on the island.

Fireworks went off, and the Egyptian team was already standing in the island arena; they were the most incredible team of the tournament.

This even sparked another round of discussion among many scholars of magic regarding the necromancy system.

This confrontation is a clash between two nations of origin of the undead, but unfortunately, the Kyushu team does not have any necromancers.

"By the way, we still don't understand how the Egyptian team manipulates those undead. How do we proceed?" Jiang Yu asked.

This time, the team members are him, Bai Mo, Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, and Zhao Manyan. (End of Chapter)