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

The next day, the military mission hall in the fortress city opened, and Bai Mo and Lingling immediately received the biggest mission of all—

Clear the Shaqu River Plain.

The Shaqu River Plain refers to the broad and flat desert wasteland on both sides of the Shaqu River.

In addition, they also took on another equally difficult task: finding a way to overcome the gravity of the Shaqu River.

Since everyone can take on these tasks, it makes no difference whether you take one or two.

"Brother, Lop Nur is just west of the Shaqu River basin. There are many demons there. What should we do?" Bai Hongfei asked with some excitement.

Both tasks are difficult, but once completed, the benefits will be immense.

"Leave the demons to me. You are responsible for taking over the area I cleared as quickly as possible and setting up a fear barrier," Bai Mo said.

Setting up a psychological barrier with the Bai family's mark on a cleaned area is essentially marking a place with their symbol.

Normally, people who follow the rules will not approach if they see this.

At the same time, it also serves to intimidate the surrounding demons from approaching. This is a form of psychological suggestion that is enough to sustain the communication for a period of time, allowing for handover with the military mages.

"Alright, the family has brought quite a few mind and earth magic mages this time."

Bai Hongfei nodded, having no objection to this.

He knew Bai Mo's strength; none of the people in his family were a match for his summoned beast.

Therefore, their role is to provide logistical support for Bai Mo, not to help with the fighting.

Strength sometimes translates into influence, and with Bai Mo leading the way, no one from the Bai family would disobey.

Bai Mo nodded slightly. While it was important to clean up the demons and mark them, it was also necessary to understand one's competitors.

The plains of the Shaqu River basin are vast, and most of them are occupied by the False Fear Demons. Only the area occupied by the False Fear Demons is the most important area in the entire basin.

This is a task that anyone can take on, but not everyone will take on it; he needs to know how many competitors he has.

"Lingling, how many people have accepted the two missions we took on?"

"The missions provided by the military mages are all monitored in real time. Once a mission is accepted but the corresponding area is not reached, the user will be restricted from accepting missions."

Lingling first mentioned a rule that no one seemed to care much about, and then said,

"Neither of these tasks is easy. The central basin of the Shaqu River is the terrifying Lop Nur, and there are also some powerful demons inhabiting the northern and southern sections. Generally, those without strength dare not take on these tasks. The current number of tasks received is 15."

"Aside from our own team, most of these 15 teams are from powerful families, and there are also a few mercenary groups. However, apart from the Mu family and the Zu family, the others are not a threat."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo frowned. It made sense that the Mu family's ancestral home had also chosen this place.

At this moment, Zhao Manyan said, "This Shaqu River Plain is so large, how could we possibly mark it all? There must be areas that others have cleared out. How will the mission be calculated then?"

"The military will make a comprehensive judgment based on the importance of the area to be cleared, the number of monsters, and the area of ​​the marked plots. The mission will be awarded different amounts of merit based on each team's share."

Lingling glanced at her. Sure enough, when it came to matters of interest, Zhao Manyan, as the young master of a wealthy and powerful family, was quite perceptive.

"If you want to submit a task on your own, the only way to do this kind of large-scale task is to convince others to give up after you've secured the territory."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo nodded, as did Mu Nujiao and Zhao Manyan. As for how to persuade them, that was a personal matter.

"The military is quite adept at shifting blame; just look at the results," Zhao Manyan said.

"That's true, but they don't have the energy to watch the process. We're doing development, not a competition," Lingling said.

"How many people from the Mu family's ancestral home came?" Mu Nujiao suddenly asked.

"I'm not sure, but there should be quite a few. I'll check." Lingling shook her head and said.

"No matter what, they are a noble family, and they will definitely send more people than your Bai family. There is no limit to the number of people for the mission."

"That's true, but there's another possibility: we need to act faster."

Bai Mo's eyes flickered slightly as he stared at the list of those who accepted the mission to clear the demons from the Shaqu River Plain on his phone screen.

"What's possible?" Zhao Manyan asked, puzzled.

"I'm worried that some of the teams on the list that accepted the missions are affiliated with the Mu or Zu families. If they launch attacks on multiple fronts, it will be difficult for us to gain any benefits, and their occupation progress will be faster than mine."

Bai Mo said calmly, "Aristocratic families have their own foundation. If he were Zu Xiangtian, he would use the family's power to have those affiliated families send people to complete this task together, so that multiple branches can achieve success."

The marked places will then be handed over to the Lord.

"That's possible, but most families can't afford to send that many people." Mu Nujiao frowned, somewhat worried about the upcoming operation.

Behind him, Bai Hongfei and the rest of the Bai family, who had been silent, were also instantly overwhelmed with sorrow.

Bai Mo saw all of this, but he remained calm and collected, knowing that no one was as good at cleaning up trash as he was.

"Don't worry. According to the established plan, we will occupy the most important sand mountain in the Shaqu River Plain as soon as possible. The fortress city is far away from there, and it is separated by the Shaqu River. We just need to act quickly and occupy the important area before the Mu and Zu families. Then you just need to focus on building the fear barrier and follow me."

As they talked, the group had already left the fortress city. Bai Mo stopped, dark energy swirling around him, and a pair of wings unfolded, revealing a divine bird that resembled a plaza.

"Let's go up, we'll fly over there!"

The distance between the fortress city and the Shaqu River is nearly 100 kilometers, and traveling on foot would be too time-consuming.

With Jingwei around, they can travel much less time than other forces.

Bai Mo was the first to step onto Jingwei's back, and the others immediately followed. They arrived at the destination in no time, covering a distance of a hundred miles.

Gaosha Mountain is the highest sand dune within the Shaqu River area, and it doesn't have a name.

However, as the only high ground within a thousand miles, its location is extremely important, even though it is only a little over two hundred meters high.

At the same time, it is the most central part of the Shaqu River flowing from north to south, and it is also close to the center of Lop Nur, making it naturally suitable for building a fortress to monitor the movement of the entire desert.

According to the intelligence he secretly obtained from Nan Jue, the Western Military Mages planned to study and analyze the gravity of the Shaqu River, and then use it to make the gravity of the Shaqu River flow, turning it into a maglev high-speed channel.

Then, as long as the Northwest Army mages build a fortress on Gaosha Mountain, they can rely on the Shaqu River to support the north and south and contain the center of the desert.

Therefore, this is undoubtedly the most important place.

The entire sand dune was enormous, with golden sand piled high. As soon as Jingwei landed, the entire dune stirred.

The sand waves rolled and rippled, and yellowish-brown plant roots emerged from beneath the sand like devil's hands or hellish spears piercing through.

As a type of pseudo-demon, the Sand Demons are all extremely troublesome creatures, as evidenced by the fact that there are no other living things in an area spanning tens of kilometers.

But even with their large numbers, these demons were no match for Jingwei.

The howling wind formed a flowing wind shield that covered Jingwei. All the plant roots that struck it with terrifying howls were deflected, and some were even torn apart by the violent wind.

"Jingwei!"

Jingwei did not let them off so easily. As she landed, the dark wind that had been forming a storm shield immediately swept into hundreds of wind blades about the length of an arm.

The wind blades rained down on the sand like bullets, but the true form of the Sand Demon, being a plant, was deeply rooted in the sand, and the thick sand provided the best protection.

Even the Supreme Monarch's attack did not harm the Sand Demon hiding beneath the sand.

"Plant-type demons are all difficult to deal with, and so is the Sand Demon. It is buried underground. What attacked us just now may have been just a root of the Sand Demon, but it could also have been several."

"In other words, there might be one or several Sand Demons hiding beneath this sand dune, intertwined together, supporting this sand dune," Lingling said.

Zhao Manyan crossed his arms, looking thoughtful. "So what should we do? These guys aren't very strong, only at the level of a junior commander. But how do we get them up from below and kill them?"

"Tsk tsk, this mission is really troublesome, there are actually fifteen teams accepting it."

Upon hearing this, the group ignored his rambling and became wary, because Bai Mo had taken Jingwei away.

Jingwei was not suited for doing something like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, which was a waste of effort and thankless.

Asking someone who flies in the sky to dig in the ground is somewhat inappropriate.

"Castle of Light!"

Zhao Manyan summoned a magical castle, enveloping everyone and blocking the attack that came again from the sandstorm.

"roar!!!!!"

Just then, a terrifying roar resounded out, and Zhao Manyan felt his hair stand on end, as if a striped tiger was staring straight at him, and he almost knelt down.

Not far away, Bai Hongfei and his group of Bai family sorcerers were either so frightened that they prostrated themselves on the ground, or were trembling with fear.

The roar contains a soul-shaking power, a racial ability possessed by every tiger.

Just like humans can think and make tools, as the sound waves spread, the roots that were attacking from all directions, like underground pythons, immediately stopped.

It was about to fall again, but each time it made a heavy cracking sound.

Countless wooden roots cracked open, as if crushed and shattered by some heavy force.

"Big Orange, pull out what's down there!"

Bai Mo sat atop the giant tiger's head, as if he were sitting on the balcony of a tall building. Looking down, the entire sand dune resembled a slightly raised mound, and Zhao Manyan and the Bai family members were like ants on that mound.

Before an earth-elemental ruler, the Sand Demon hides itself in the deep sand, as ridiculous as a fish hiding in the water near a predator.

"Snoring~~~"

Shen Chenhu snored, but to Zhao Manyan and the others it sounded like the howling of wind and thunder.

He raised his enormous claw and slapped the sand dune, which was hundreds of meters high. Not a single grain of sand was kicked up, but the entire dune changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A dark golden light spread from where the tiger's claws had struck, instantly covering the entire sand dune.

Lingling and the other two, who had just arrived on the back of the giant orange tree, could see clearly that the dark golden sand mountain had now turned into a golden sculpture. It undulated like a sponge, and a huge, irregular net made entirely of yellowish-brown roots and vines rolled out of the sand mountain.

The large net is cylindrical in shape, and its aura reveals that it is formed by five Sand Demons intertwined together.

As soon as it appeared, the combination of the Sand Demon and the False Demon erupted with a terrifying shriek. Its body opened up like a hedgehog, and vines, branches, and sharp roots shot towards Bai Mo and Da Ju like a hail of bullets.

Throat, heart, brow, and other vital areas—every place is a key target for the false demon's attack.

Bai Hongfei and his companions, who were positioned at Shen Chenhu's feet, were much safer, as no attacks targeted them.

Bai Mo didn't move. He had another purpose in coming here: to test Da Ju's fighting power.

The orange cat, possessing the power of the gushing spring, has inexhaustible magical energy and strength, making it extremely powerful. However, he still doesn't know how strong a monarch-level Divine Dust Tiger is.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

A high-pitched roar erupted from the mouth of the Divine Dust Tiger, its dark golden pupils resembling those of an emperor, filled with fury for those who disrespected it.

This roar seemed to be a summons, and the fine sand of the entire sand mountain began to flow. As if they had gained sentience, the dark golden sand flew up like a reversed torrent, transforming into five long and narrow rocky sand blades that suddenly shot away!

The Sand Blade didn't go anywhere else; it was like a claw mark torn by the god of the earth, landing sharply and magnificently on the aggregate of the five Sand Demons. The wooden branches and thorns along the way were like bubbles, shattering at the touch!

Buzzing sounds!

A series of loud sounds rang out, and the aggregate of the five Sand Demons suddenly split apart, shattering into a pile of broken logs that scattered across other parts of the sand dune.

The terrifying claw marks, still powerful, left deep furrows in the desert a hundred meters away, creating deep trenches large enough to accommodate trucks.

The splattered bodies of the false demons landed on the sand near the sand dunes and were immediately torn away by roots emerging from the sand.

This horrifying scene immediately made Zhao Manyan, who was originally planning to go down the mountain for a stroll, stop.

"Wow, so many! All lined up one after another?!"

"If the Sand Demons' disguise is exposed, they are not so formidable. The reason why the Sand Demons here are so troublesome is because their numbers are too large," Lingling said.

"Begin constructing the barrier of fear. Follow in my footsteps."

As Bai Mo spoke, he had already led the giant orange tree out of the sand dune.

A simple psychological barrier or wall is not difficult to create. All you need is an earth mage to build the earth wall and a mind mage to inscribe the mental magic patterns.

The Bai family has no shortage of earth magic users, and after acquiring a portion of the Parthenon white magic inheritance, they have been intentionally recruiting and training mind-based mages. Therefore, the team has about ten mind-based mages, which is sufficient.

In fact, there is nothing else in this area except for the desert and the pseudo-demon beneath the desert.

This wall of fear is merely a marker to indicate that someone is there, and only secondarily a defense against potential demons. Therefore, it is only useful if it is hastily erected.

Riding the Divine Dust Tiger, Bai Mo headed south, while Mu Nujiao, along with Zhao Manyan, Lingling, and Feng Ling, headed north.

They planned to split into two groups, with the first two groups expanding their territory. He wanted to take over the entire area where the pseudo-demon existed.

Because this is the most important place.

Furthermore, they must arrive before the Mu and Zu families' teams.

The enormous figure of the Divine Dust Tiger walked across the desert without making a sound or creating any shockwaves, as if its weight did not exist.

With each step, a mile-wide area of ​​desert turns dark gold, and all the land that turns dark gold belongs to the Divine Dust Tiger.

Within its territory, it has absolute control over the land and can expel any living creature from it.

Thus, one by one, the enormous sand demons, resembling ancient trees from the ground, were forced out of the ground by the giant orange. Each of the sand demons forced out of the sand was immediately destroyed by a storm from Bai Mo.

He needs to be efficient; Da Ju's job is simply to take the demons out of the box.

The whole process was exceptionally smooth and seamless; the procedures and coordination between the two were as simple as those of workers on an assembly line.

There are many adversaries in the desert, but Bai Mo is not afraid that Da Ju has no enemies.

On the other side, although Mu Nujiao and her team were not as fast as Bai Mo, their actions in eliminating the false demons of the Sandstorm were quite orderly.

With the blessing of the Wind Spirit and Zhao Manyan's tortoise shell defense, the attacks of the Sand Demon could not cause them immediate damage.

Then Mu Nujiao would be able to sense the location of the pseudo-demon beneath the desert using the power of plants.

The rest is quite simple.

"Young Master, I have found out that the Bai family is led by Bai Mo this time, along with Bai Hongfei. In addition, they also have a high-ranking officer in the Western Army's mage unit, Bai Zangfeng, whose rank is Military Intelligence Bureau."

A weathered-looking man said to Zu Xiangtian, who was sitting on the back of a camel, "The Bai family also brought a hundred mages with them, all of whom are at least at the mid-level of cultivation. They also chose the mission in the Shaqu River Plain."

"Heh, when did it become the domain of a mere Bai family?!"

After hearing his subordinate's words, Zu Xiangtian couldn't help but chuckle, glanced around at his five hundred subordinates, and said:

"These powerful families are nothing but weaklings. A mere hundred people dare to covet the Shaqu River? They're overestimating themselves. I'll show them what the inevitable trend of the times truly means!"

In the end, Zu Xiangtian's eyes turned fierce. He couldn't beat them himself, but he didn't believe that his family's power couldn't either.

"Notify the Cheetah Mercenary Group and the Third, Second, and Fifth Squads to seize the Shawang River Plain and wipe out the demons!"

"yes!"

Coincidentally, a few kilometers away on the road, a similarly large group of several hundred people, with Mu Feiluan looking arrogant, quietly listened to her subordinates' report.

"Our main adversary is the Zu family. We don't need to worry about the others, but we need to teach the Bai family a lesson. If we see any of their people, we shouldn't hold back."

"yes!"

Resource development and competition are devoid of civilized practices; even military mages don't care, only focusing on the outcome, which speaks volumes.

Therefore, Mu Feiluan had no qualms about eliminating any minor figures he didn't like.

He glanced at the eight hundred Mu family mages following behind him, frowned, and looked at the vast desert in front of him.

"How much longer until we arrive?"

"Elder, at our current speed, it will take us at least another day and night to reach the Shaqu River."

The subordinate in white lowered his head. "The Wind Camel Beast is already the highest-level transportation monster in the desert. If we want to go faster, we can only have the mages in the team use magic."

Upon hearing this, Mu Feiluan waved his hand, saying it would only take some time, and he wasn't worried about some highly mobile squads getting ahead.

With eight hundred mages, including two super-rank and three hundred high-rank, he could quickly take over the entire plain. The only thing he needed to be careful of was the Zu family.

Of course, he didn't know that Bai Mo, leading more than a hundred people, was also highly mobile.

"I want to walk from south to north, I want to walk from day to night~"

As night fell, Bai Mo hummed a leisurely tune as he returned to the vicinity of the sand dunes. At this moment, the location markers of the Bai family's territory had expanded to a radius of ten kilometers, centered on the sand dunes.

Heading east, he was about to reach the west bank of the Shaqu River. The entire Shaqu River Plain, within a 20-kilometer radius of the sand dunes, had been completely cleared by him. According to the information from the demon detector, there were only a dozen kilometers left in the territory where the Shabu Pseudo-Demon existed.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the Shabu Pseudo-Demons follow the principle of high pressure flowing to low pressure, and that dense areas 30 kilometers away will move to areas within 30 kilometers and 10 kilometers away.

However, the Bai family's large force is sufficient to handle these scattered demons; they cannot rely on him for everything.

Bai Mo should have continued to expand and strived to clear out the central area occupied by the Sha Bu false demons as soon as possible.

But considering that the Bai family's team had worked all day and were exhausted, he made a special trip back to cheer them on.

Typical capitalists only offer empty promises and set conditions when they try to boost morale.

Bai Mo was different; he only got practical, and he immediately started singing for everyone.

The song is good, but after listening to it, everyone is unable to sleep. Their originally tired spirits are a hundred times more excited, as if they could fight another three hundred rounds.

This is the inspiring power of the Requiem, which restored and invigorated everyone's spirits.

In an instant, under the bright moonlight, the hundred or so members of the Bai family began to build a wall of fear in earnest.

Bai Mo is not an evil capitalist. They took advantage of Jingwei's convenience to arrive at the battlefield in advance, so they naturally wanted to make the most of their advantage.

Demons are also part of the achievement. If all the demons are gone, even if there are places he hasn't marked yet, they have already been occupied by others.

However, he is also far ahead in terms of overall score.

What's that saying again? Weakening the enemy is strengthening yourself.

After humming the song, Bai Mo changed his direction and headed north, first expanding one kilometer, and then moving counterclockwise south to cover the one-kilometer area.

Kilometer after kilometer, the second sunset quietly arrived, and terrifying lightning shattered the last false demon.

Bai Mo turned around, looked at the endless yellow sand behind him, and revealed a satisfied smile.

The number of false demons destroyed along the way was considerable, totaling over eight thousand, with their commanders and generals intermingling among them.

If these things weren't pulled out along with the mud, and weren't interconnected, the oranges would always be forced out in large quantities.

Furthermore, plant-type demons are difficult to move, making them hard to eliminate in a short period of time.

The most fruitful harvest was the essence. He fed all the earth-type star particles generated after advancing to the super-tier with warrior-level essence, and also strengthened his earth-type super-tier magic.

Most of the harvested essence was used up at once, some of the rest was stored for Da Ju's Soul Binding talent, and the remainder was kept in the Soul Refining Pot.

Standing on the banks of the Shaqu River, sensing the immense gravity within, he was also very curious about how this gravity was generated.

As dusk fell, he couldn't help but feel a sense of mental exhaustion.

The battle raged on for a full day and night without stopping, and the magic never stopped.

Although he possessed sufficient magical power and a high level of spiritual attainment, his spirit would eventually tire.

While sound-based encouragement can uplift others, it cannot inspire him.

"I'm going to take a nap, you watch me."

Bai Mo glanced at the big orange cat beside him and said softly.

He had barely finished speaking when his pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at the previously calm Shaqu River.

The kilometer-long riverbed, which had been so distorted even by the twilight, suddenly crumbled. A hand as enormous as a mountain reached out, soaring into the clouds as if it could blot out the sky, and struck down with an aura of overwhelming power! (End of Chapter)