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

Chapter 381 Weishan Lake

When the summoner dies, the contracted beast will also be seriously injured. As the shadowy night disappears, the entire water surface churns with chaotic waves.

You can see thick, tentacle-like objects blasting through the water like anti-aircraft guns, then swirling and falling back down.

The enormous commotion turned the seawater in that area into a muddy swamp.

Bai Mo immediately locked onto the location of the four-colored demon. A silver rhombus-shaped halo spread around him, expanding and shrinking into a spatial node.

At the same time, he dodged the chaotic attacks of the four-colored demons, his figure plunging straight into the water from mid-air, still flashing back and forth, drawing a tilted time-space wheel.

"Time-Space Arrow Shadow!"

It wasn't a void needle; under his control, a vast spatial force carved a spacetime rift, as if it were the exhaust fumes left by an invisible arrow.

A thin, silvery-white trail appeared along the tilted wheel of time and space. As Bai Mo appeared behind the four-colored demon, he suddenly pierced through its head!

Large amounts of blood flowed from the huge opening, cascading down the massive head like a waterfall.

The four-colored demon seemed to possess powerful regenerative abilities; the places where blood was flowing healed in an instant, and one could see a layer of flesh forming from nothing.

The gurgling sound of rushing water reached his ears, and sensing the approaching attack, Bai Mo immediately transformed into a silver light and appeared several hundred meters away.

The image of a five-tone bell appeared in his hand, and earth-shattering sound waves immediately flowed out with the water. The distant tones resonated, each note carrying the effect of annihilating the soul.

With both its mind and body severely injured, the four-colored demons were powerless to even escape, let alone resist.

After the three sound waves, the four-colored demon's body completely lost its life and plummeted heavily into the sea.

Bai Mo reached out and took the corpse of the four-colored demon into his personal space.

In this way, the key to fusion magic, from theory to practice, was found.

It's unclear how much help Shaka provided to Feng Zhoulong in the original story. Without her, could Old Feng have figured out the fusion method on his own?

Bai Mo shook his head, emerged from the water, and shook off the seawater on his body. The cruise ship returned to the normal world from the magic of the Chaos Realm, and the magic disappeared.

Having saved a boatload of people, he made no attempt to reveal himself; with a flap of his wings of wind, he vanished from the spot.

Back in Shanghai, Bai Mo and the others did not set off to search for the totem. Due to the new discovery of the Southern Seven Mansions Token, Lingling needed some time to identify the location of the Star Sun Horse.

Bai Mo also took this opportunity to deal with the Xinghuo.com matter and get his doubled trapping plan back on track.

He first met Zhan Kong. Zhan Kong wasn't persuaded by Mo Fan; he was only able to come because of the transfer order brought by Mo Fan.

This person is no longer a military officer; he has become the person in charge of directing the Spark Envoys in the inland regions to combat the criminal activities of organizations such as aristocratic families.

"Instructor Zhan Kong, it's been a long time."

"I heard from Mo Fan that it was your idea to bring me here?" Zhan Kong sat in his office chair, surrounded by a large wooden table covered with documents.

"Yeah, what's wrong? You don't like it?"

"I like it. I knew you were a cunning little devil before, getting the Zu family to fight against the Zu family. You actually did something so despicable?!"

Zhan Kong crossed his arms, his body pushed far away from the table, allowing him to put his legs up on it.

"I was just worried that the Zu family would think I had a problem with them, so I specially arranged for one of my own people to liaise with them."

Bai Mo shrugged, and then Zhan Kong said, "Goodbye. Although we share the same surname, we are not the same."

"Just tell me if you like it or not!" Bai Mo said directly.

"Why wouldn't I like this great job? No one else but me can do it."

"That's good. I came here today to ask you, Chief Instructor, to negotiate with the Zu family and put this matter behind us."

As Bai Mo spoke, he took out a stone box containing Ming Buzechuan's head, along with documents detailing the events surrounding the coastal mine attack.

"We can keep this matter private and not cause trouble for the Zu family, but the Zu family must compensate all the people listed in the information. In addition, they must not obstruct any further matters related to the production, sale, or transportation of the doubling equipment."

Zhan Kong was already looking at the data, and the more he looked, the more serious his expression became. Finally, he nodded.

"Leave it to me, I'll make sure that old geezer can't say a word!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo smiled with satisfaction. Without disturbing him as he pondered, he immediately took his leave.

In the following days, he accompanied the four girls as they cultivated, ate, and played around. At the same time, he kept an eye on the matter of the doubling vessel.

The news that the cholera outbreak caused by the sea monsters has been eradicated has spread to many places along with news of Bai Mo appearing on coastlines in various locations.

As the news spread, the seaside mines, which were previously rarely visited, finally saw people again.

As a result, the median wage of Haikuang employees has increased by 30%.

With the resumption of operations at mines of all sizes across the country, coupled with the emergence of the large Zhongshan Islands mine jointly developed by the Lin and Bai families.

Trade agreements for doubling the raw materials for tableware were also formally signed between inland and coastal families.

One obvious impact is that Bai Mo can now clearly see the deployment of defenses along the 4,000-kilometer coastline, which is gradually being established as more and more people support the coastal defense strategy and Shao Zheng.

At least in the Shanghai area, the area at the mouth of the Yangtze River is already within the scope of defensive fortifications.

Those sea dikes, tens of meters high, were built using precious earth-based minerals mixed with fragments of elemental crystals, plus fragments of the Dike God Stone that had been painstakingly accumulated over the years.

By observing the competitions among the students of Mingzhu Academy, Bai Mo also discovered that the doubling magic artifacts were gradually becoming more widespread and were no longer just available for the military.

It is believed that as the manufacturing plants in various regions begin to operate, this magical artifact will become an indispensable necessity for mages, just like shield artifacts and other magical artifacts.

Ancestral Courtyard

Zu Xiangtian came specifically to find Zu Hengrao, "Grandpa, are we not continuing?"

"Snap, snap!"

A withered plant branch was cut off, and Zu Hengrao, whose appearance was old but whose spirit was not diminished, slowly put down the scissors.

"The flower doesn't know which direction it should grow, but that doesn't matter. Someone will point out that the place where it was born has enough nutrients and sunlight, enough for it to learn from its mistakes. Sooner or later, it will bloom beautifully."

Zu Hengrao slowly turned around, walked to the other side of the flower bed, continued pruning, and continued talking:

"Heavens above, what is a flower most afraid of? Is it the suppression of its temporary attempts? If the direction is wrong, we can just change direction. What a flower fears most is being abandoned. Without the soil to survive, it will only end up as fertilizer."

Zu Hengrao continued pruning, cutting off the crooked branches one by one, which fell onto the soil.

"Grandpa, I don't understand. We could clearly..."

"Alright, now it seems that the spread of the doubling vessel is a good thing, and it's the general trend. We'll just be eating one less bite of food. There's no need to go against Bai Mo; given his current momentum..."

At this point, he glanced at Zu Xiangtian, shook his head and sighed, then turned and went to get the sprinkler.

"Actually, you had a lot of choices, but since you didn't come to me to choose, I picked out a style for you myself."

Feng Zhoulong took out a silver baton decorated with delicate patterns and handed it over.

"It can't be changed now. This doubling device was custom-made for your magic system. It should be able to hold your full power when you unleash magic. If it's overloaded, it will give you a warning; as long as you're not crippled, it will sense it."

Bai Mo nodded solemnly, imagining himself holding a baton and waving it around, then adding some magical light effects to the baton.

The light effect ends, the magic is displayed, and the enemy disappears.

It doesn't seem too bad, and surprisingly, it's kind of catchy. There's just a strange sense of familiarity and awkwardness about it.

I always felt that the person holding the magic wand shouldn't be a man, nor should they be silently casting spells.

"How long can one last?" Bai Mo asked.

"About a month, the consumption of super-level magic is extraordinary."

"Okay, besides this, did you do anything else?"

"Of course, the standard version of the sample was prepared first." Feng Zhoulong nodded immediately and took a tray from the experimental cabinet.

Three different items are placed on the tray.

One looks like Ultraman's Spark Lens, another is like the summoning device from Metal Hero, and the last one...

Bai Mo scratched his head. It was a cane, the only normal one left.

This old rascal hasn't completely lost his mind yet.

"I've taken all of these."

He put away the three items, secretly planning to give the Magic Light Stick to Mo Fan and the Ironclad Treasure to Zhao Manyan, not wanting him to take the risk for nothing.

As for the last one, it's of course the concept product showcase.

"I'm here for another matter. I've obtained the corpse of the Four-Colored Demon." He said, glancing around as he pondered where to put the demon's corpse.

"Really?!" Feng Zhoulong exclaimed, his eyes seemingly shining with golden light.

"What benefit would I get from lying to you?" Bai Mo said. "I tested it for a long time before I finally confirmed that it was a four-colored demon. It does have the peculiar ability to fuse two or even three magical powers."

"Quick! Show it to me, I can't wait any longer!"

Feng Zhoulong was extremely excited, like a monkey that had escaped from the Five Finger Mountain.

This four-colored demon is truly crucial; his theory has been continuously refined. The lowly craftsman's corpse brought by Bai Mo has greatly helped to perfect his fusion theory.

But no matter how he tried, using various magical materials, he couldn't put the theory into practice. The four-colored demon was the key, the crucial element in breaking his theory and demonstrating its power.

"There's too little space here, it won't fit."

"Let's go to the next floor. There's a large space there; it can definitely fit everything!" Feng Zhoulong shouted immediately.

He opened the door, grabbed Bai Mo, and dragged him down to the next floor.

As soon as Bai Mo released the corpses of the four-colored demons, Feng Zhoulong couldn't wait to use his unique necromancy ability.

He extracted a strange substance, carefully placed it in a sealed container, and immediately began his research.

They completely ignored the white ink on one side.

Bai Mo shook his head and didn't stay with him. Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something, and a spatial fluctuation flowed, and a spatial mark was directly imprinted on Feng Zhoulong's body.

Next, he took out the Five-Tone Bell, and the silent sound waves gathered, gradually forming a unique musical note imprint, which was also imprinted on Feng Zhoulong's body.

"I left a spatial and telepathic mark on you. If you come up with any research results, tell me as soon as possible."

As Bai Mo spoke, he was genuinely afraid that this person might impulsively rush to the Dubai Tower to present his great discovery.

Feng Zhoulong scratched his itch, waved his hand casually, and didn't even bother to say a word.

That's incredibly rude of someone who calls themselves an intellectual.

Bai Mo curled his lip and flashed out of the Demon Capital Mage Tower.

Upon returning to Shanghai, he went directly to the Qingtian Hunting Grounds.

"Lingling, it's been half a month, any news yet?"

As soon as he entered the room, he started urging us to hurry up, just like a stupid boss who rushes his employees to work.

Although he hadn't been waiting the whole time for the past two weeks, he had been diligently working on his strategy to unify the doubled magic weapon front.

"We've made some progress. Even if you hadn't come today, I would have informed you."

"Lingling said. She was actually already very quick, because if she didn't find something to do after summer vacation, she might end up tragically going to school to "jail" for herself.

"Oh, that's good. Where are we going this time? What's the situation?"

"The information you got from Nan Jue is correct. Combining the terrain and environment of the place where Xing Ri Ma fell, it was indeed near Jinling."

As Lingling spoke, she took out a map of Kyushu and spread it out on the table.

"I guess the location is Weishan Lake. I looked for the 10,000-meter bamboo forest that Nan Jue mentioned, but there is no 10,000-meter bamboo forest, or rather, the bamboo forest has disappeared."

She gestured out a circle, marking the area between Jinling and Shangdu, with Weishan Lake located southeast of the center of the two, closer to Jinling.

This was just a map, without any markings indicating the distribution of demons. The area between the two cities was a vast wilderness, so the presence of demons was inevitable. Therefore, Lingling continued to explain the situation of this place to him.

"This area is all forest, and there are bamboos in the forest. I'll tell you more details when we get there."

Lingling pursed her lips and circled around Weishan Lake.

"This is a slightly larger wilderness area in the south, because there is a medium-sized demon tribe here. The four cities of Jinling, Shangdu, Luzhou, and Buyang were built around this area to guard against it."

"This is a demon tribe where Phoenix Tiger Butterflies and Everlasting Swallowtail Butterflies coexist. They are centered around Weishan Lake and distributed outwards in order of strength and power."

This place has a rich light element, and elemental creatures are frequently discovered here. In addition, the wings of these two types of demons are excellent materials for light-type shield magic tools, so there are quite a few hunters here, but that doesn't mean it's not dangerous.

On the contrary, this place has consistently ranked among the top ten locations on the Hunter Death List.

Bai Mo naturally wouldn't question Lingling's judgment. A mid-level demon tribe would have between 50,000 and 70,000 demons, and there would definitely be a monarch-level demon, but it was unknown what level it was, or whether it was one or two.

"It seems this operation is going to be somewhat dangerous."

As he spoke, his eyes swept over the surrounding city layout, and then Lingling continued:

"There is one more thing to note: the leader of this group of demons is served by humans."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo frowned subconsciously. Humans serving demons?

This story was written in the original work, but this is the first time I've heard it from him.

"These kinds of people are generally called demons; they have entered the ranks of demons. They are servants and mouthpieces of demons, and sometimes they also act as strategists or spies. They usually possess some demonic abilities, so we need to be careful."

Bai Mo nodded slightly. "Don't worry, I won't show any mercy when we're in the wild."

"That's the basic situation. In my estimation, we only need to get close to Weishan Lake to know whether Xingri Ma is here or not through the token."

As Lingling spoke, she put everything away and then asked:

When are you planning to leave?

"I'll contact someone in the next couple of days."

Upon hearing this, Lingling immediately nodded in understanding, and gently clicked the mouse in her hand to book a flight a few days later.

Just then, a cell phone rang urgently.

She raised her eyebrows, and her manner was quite similar to Bai Mo's.

"Hey, Mo Fan."

"What!? Okay, we'll go right away. You take the person back to Yuhang first."

Before Lingling could even speak after hanging up the phone, Bai Mo had already gotten up.

"I heard you. Let's go to Yuhang."

Lingling hesitated for a moment, then her worries mostly disappeared, and she said dryly:

"Eavesdropping is wrong."

"Is it my fault? You can wear a headset next time."

"That wretched sound-based mage!"

The two people's conversation disappeared inside the house, and they teleported all the way to Yuhang.

Arriving at a room in the Yuhang Master Pagoda, one finds a large crowd already gathered there.

Most of them belong to the Tang family.

On the hospital bed in the room, Tang Yue lay with her eyes closed, her face pale and bluish. Mo Fan stood by the bed, his expression not looking good.

A pharmacist specializing in healing was treating Tang Yue when he shook his head and said:

"This poison is more peculiar than those recorded; even the venom of the Black Serpent cannot expel it. We've tried both righteous and evil methods. Currently, it seems that only by finding the person who administered the poison and obtaining the antidote can his life be saved."

Bai Mo and Lingling exchanged a glance, then led Mo Fan out of the room.

"Alright, what did you want me to come here for? Judge Tang Yue has been poisoned by the Black Vatican, it would be more appropriate to find Saintess Ye Xinxia." Lingling said, pulling up a news article.

"She happened to be back in Kyushu recently."

Mo Fan glanced at it, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Teacher Tang Yue recently tracked down the whereabouts of a man in blue robes from the Black Vatican, and he originally came to help her capture him.

Who knew they'd fallen into a trap and Tang Yue had been poisoned. He was all too familiar with this kind of Gu poison; it was clearly the work of Salang and his gang.

There are ways to control this poison, but it seems that Salang and others have updated their methods, making it even more difficult to deal with.

If Xinxia comes, Tang Yue's poison shouldn't be a big problem.

Mo Fan clenched his fist, looked at Lingling, and extended his palm, a wisp of dark matter wriggling in his palm.

"Lingling, I need to find that scum of the Black Vatican! I've already planted dark matter in him, but he's gone too far. I need your help!"

Upon hearing this, Lingling glanced at Bai Mo.

Bai Mo, however, knew where the plot had reached. In the original story, Leng Qing was on her deathbed. Now, Tang Yue had taken over Leng Qing's position as chief judge, and the black-clad man from the Wuyishan Tribunal had been captured and killed.

Mo Fan encountered the Black Vatican again in this manner.

This poison was probably the work of the Blue Bat.

Bai Mo wasn't deliberately targeting the Black Vatican, so was Blue Bat planning to inform them of what the Northern Frontier was about to face in this way?

It actually looks quite natural.

However, Bai Mo had no intention of getting involved in the investigation, nor did he need to. Time was running out; he needed to find Xing Rima as soon as possible to improve his strength.

Then execute your rescue plan!

"Then Lingling, you should help Mo Fan find the Blue Robe of the Black Vatican first. Leave the Star Sun Horse matter to me."

As he spoke, the Five-Tone Bell appeared in Bai Mo's hand, and he condensed two sound transmission notes once again.

"These communication talismans will allow you to communicate with me over long distances. They can be activated with magical energy. Contact me immediately if anything happens."

"This would be perfect!" Mo Fan's eyes lit up, as long-distance communication had always been a problem.

"It can only transmit sound between you and me."

Bai Mo emphasized it again, and then took out the Spark Lens and the doubling container shaped like the Ironclad Treasure Summoner.

"These are better double-strength containers, capable of accommodating the release of super-level magic. One is yours, and the other is Zhao Manyan's."

"Great, you've arrived just in time!"

Mo Fan immediately accepted it. Bai Mo had other matters to attend to, so he wouldn't suggest that she come with him. She wasn't his nanny, and besides, capturing the blue-clothed man was something he was responsible for. However, he examined the magical artifact for a moment, then fell into deep thought.

"This is my doubling magic weapon! Hey Bai Mo, who made this? It's too cartoonish. We won't turn into light. And this one... I think Old Zhao is more suited to be Iron Man Treasure."

Bai Mo pretended not to hear. Before leaving, he acted as a Didi Express driver again, bringing Jingwei to pick up Ye Xinxia, ​​who had just entered the country.

As for her guards and mounts, they didn't dare to breathe loudly in front of Jingwei.

Only after that did Bai Mo return to Shanghai.

He took the time to carefully sort out the story of this part of France from his memory, and then he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

In the original novel, it took some time for Leng Qing to be assassinated, seriously injured, and on the verge of death, and for Mo Fan to disguise himself as a blue-clad man and infiltrate Leng Jue's forces in Beiyuan.

Especially the period of infiltration, which lasted a month in total.

That was enough for him to handle Hoshino's matter.

Bai Mo sent out the message about the gathering, went through all the investigation data on Lingling, and then went to Jinling with Ding Yumin, Mu Nujiao, and Jiang Shaoxu.

On the way, Lingling gave the three girls another copy of the information, so that everyone would be prepared for any situation that might arise.

Because this expedition into the tribe was too dangerous, he did not invite Nan Jue as agreed.

"Lingling's data analysis is really comprehensive. Just from the description above, I feel that the area around Weishan Lake is extraordinary."

After reviewing the information, Jiang Shaoxu stretched, revealing her beautiful curves, and couldn't help but sigh.

"If a vast forest of tens of thousands of hectares could have such a powerful effect on light and the mind, I would never believe it if you said this was an ordinary place."

"So it's not safe here either, we need to be vigilant at all times." Mu Nujiao's expression was somewhat solemn; she hadn't planned to come along this time.

However, I was a little worried when I heard that Bai Mo was going to enter a medium-sized tribe.

Originally, Leng Qing was worried about everyone, since having one more person meant less pressure.

But Bai Mo stopped him at his desk and it took a lot of persuasion to dissuade him.

There are so many dangers there, and he's really worried about the safety of everyone there. Besides, at this stage, it's really necessary for Leng Qing to stay in Shanghai and keep a close eye on the ocean's situation.

(End of this chapter)