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

knew?!

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo was slightly taken aback, but not particularly surprised.

He simply took a small step forward and hugged her.

"It's my fault for not keeping my promise."

Ding Yumin glanced at him. The jealousy had long since passed, but she still couldn't help feeling a pang of sadness. She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

She had also learned about the specifics from Mu Nujiao, and of course she knew what kind of person Bai Mo was. It was unlikely she could get him to refuse under those circumstances.

"Hmph! You'd be lucky if you could hold out! Let me go!"

Bai Mo glanced at her slightly glistening eyes, kissed them, and said softly, "Who do you think will win, Mo Fan or Zu Xiangtian?"

He didn't dwell on Jiang Shaoxu's matter, knowing that the more he talked, the less clear things would become. This matter was inherently unclear, and the more he talked, the deeper he would get caught up in it.

Distracting yourself is undoubtedly a very good method.

"I don't know them, I only know you. How would I know!"

Ding Yumin pouted her lips and said meaningfully.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. I know that I estimate Mo Fan will win."

"oh."

"no."

Upon hearing Bai Mo's words, Ding Yumin rolled her eyes. Bai Mo continued to hold her without doing anything, and slowly recounted the details of his trip to Leizhou.

Ding Yumin didn't want to listen at first, as she was already feeling upset, and this guy didn't even try to comfort her, just kept rambling on about other things.

But as he listened, he became engrossed, and when he heard that he was trapped, he instinctively tightened his grip on his hand.

He only relaxed after hearing that Hua Zhanhong had appeared and saved him.

But after hearing Bai Mo describe the demon's abilities, she was still uneasy.

"let me see."

As soon as Bai Mo finished speaking, Ding Yumin turned around and cupped Bai Mo's head in her hands. The two looked at each other at very close range.

In an instant, her pupils suddenly became crystal clear, like pure crystal or a mirror.

The mirror reflected Bai Mo's soul directly, revealing every detail.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual, Ding Yumin finally felt relieved.

"That demon left nothing on you."

Bai Mo stared at him intently until he finished his examination, then smiled and leaned closer, whispering softly in his ear:

"My wife is so good."

"Hmph! Don't give me that. We're not even married yet. Sweet talk won't work on me."

Ding Yumin gave a cold snort without expression, pushing him away slightly to show her attitude, but the joy in her eyes was impossible to hide.

"If you're not my wife, then who is?"

"How would I know? I'm not you."

Bai Mo didn't respond to her words. He lowered his head and bit her small, fragrant lips. Then the two stayed together, exchanging breaths.

In fact, Feng Ling had already arrived at the Sea Battle City and was watching the battle inside from afar.

The many magicians were initially nervous when they saw such a large creature arrive, but they immediately relaxed when they saw that there were people on it.

Before I could even feel shocked or confused, I saw those two people kissing each other, oblivious to everyone else.

"Wow, this is way too much! There's no need to go this far when showing off your love!"

Someone couldn't help but complain, which immediately drew a lot of agreement.

Bai Mo had no intention of performing in front of the public, much less making any physical advances in such a setting.

He released his arms when he sensed that the person in his arms was having difficulty breathing.

"There are so many people!"

"You seem to be enjoying this quite a bit."

Bai Mo smiled as he looked at her rosy cheeks, which resembled a ripe apple, incredibly tempting.

"snort!"

Ignoring the snort, Bai Mo put away the wind spirit and led her to a spot to watch, but without glancing at the battlefield, he said to Ding Yumin:

"How about we get married?"

"???" Ding Yumin couldn't keep her expression straight this time, looking at him in surprise, because those words were too sudden.

But then the person continued, "So that someone else doesn't get there first."

"How many more times do you want to get married!?"

"I'll only get married once," Bai Mo said seriously, thinking to himself, "It's just this once with you anyway."

Ding Yumin glanced at him, a faint smile on her face. Although this guy was quite effeminate, she was the only legitimate one, and she was quite satisfied with that.

"You're a bit too casual."

Although she didn't really care about the formality, out of a girl's modesty, she still said something, and then added, "But these are special times, so it's better to keep it simple. I agree."

"Okay, then, could my wife..."

"No, I won't speak up for Jiaojiao and the others."

The two knew each other well, and as soon as Bai Mo started to speak, Ding Yumin knew that he wanted her to comfort Jiao Jiao and Leng Qing, so she immediately refused.

"Alright, let's watch the duel."

Bai Mo didn't insist, and pulled her to look away, just in time to hear the president of the Feibiao City Magic Association announce that the duel was over and Mo Fan had won.

???

When did this happen? How come he didn't see it?

Oh, he was comforting Ding Yumin.

He shook his head. Although he felt a little disappointed for not seeing the scenes in the book, it was insignificant compared to his own romantic life.

Having achieved his goal, just as Bai Mo was about to leave, a voice suddenly appeared.

"Bai Mo, what brings you here? Watch how powerful I am!"

Mo Fan emerged from the nearby shadows, and not far behind him ran a blond-haired man, Zhao Manyan.

"I've come to watch your duel." Bai Mo glanced at him. "As for your strength, are you sure you want me to evaluate it?"

"Uh, never mind then."

Mo Fan immediately shook his head. Flying Bird City wasn't far from Leizhou. Therefore, the news of Bai Mo single-handedly killing seven Great Monarchs had already spread.

That guy is a freak. Anyone who tries to compete with him is just asking for trouble.

However, it was precisely because of Bai Mo's strength that Mo Fan dared to come.

"I found a totem, it should be in the Qinling Mountains, let's call Lingling and go together!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo's gaze sharpened slightly, indicating that he had indeed managed to gather information about the divine deer.

The antlers of the divine deer should be part of the Azure Dragon. Bai Mo won't take this thing, since it concerns the Azure Dragon.

On the other hand, since Mo Fan is going to find the divine deer antlers, it means that the Feather Clan's grand ceremony is about to begin.

Perfect timing! He wanted to take this opportunity to help Feng Ling become the new Feather Emperor.

Therefore, Bai Mo immediately agreed to Mo Fan's request.

"Okay, who else is traveling with us?"

"Me?" Zhao Manyan said, "Old Mo also invited one of his classmates, a military strategist from the Qinling Mountains."

"When are we leaving?" Bai Mo asked.

"Let me rest for a bit," Mo Fan said. He had just been in a fight, and his magical energy was still depleted.

So, taking advantage of this time, Bai Mo sent Ding Yumin back to Shanghai.

"Don't you want me to come along?"

"No need, you should study the coastline properly."

Bai Mo shook his head, left him in Xiaoshan, and then ran to Qingtian Hunting Grounds to call Lingling.

While Lingling was checking Mo Fan's totem information, he made a phone call to Shao Zheng.

"Hello, Judge Bai, I am Gu Jian, the secretary of the Grand Speaker."

"I'm looking for the Grand Speaker."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The receiver went silent for a few seconds, then immediately rang again.

"Bai Mo, you were looking for me?"

"Grand Speaker, do you still remember what you said about the Water Kirin? I'm now a Level 3 Super-Tier Summoner."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this news, Shao Zheng was shocked. He had thought that Bai Mo shouldn't need much longer.

But no matter how I thought about it, I never expected it to happen so quickly.

Thinking back to when this kid was still at the high level, it was only a year ago.

One year!!

Time flies too fast! Does this kid really want to break the forbidden spell in two years?

As Shao Zheng pondered this, he also thought of their plans regarding the Water Kirin, and his expression suddenly turned strange.

Maybe, it really is possible!

"Yeah, I just broke through, and my space-type ability will be soon too."

Bai Mo spoke casually, quite satisfied with Shao Zheng's reaction.

In fact, the Soul Refining Pot now contains nearly thirty monarch essences.

Among them are ten spirits at the level of great monarchs.

The white ink was useless, but since it was inside the Soul Refining Pot, the enhancement it brought to his cultivation was already at the level of a top-tier Star Sea Soul Cultivation Demon Artifact.

His Soul Refining Pot wasn't some small mudfish; the acceleration it gained from absorbing essence was the same as that brought by a normal soul-refining magical artifact.

Instead of giving Mo Fan a 100% boost like the little loach.

However, that was, after all, the Azure Dragon, and it used the sacred spring water.

It's normal for the two to differ due to differences in their status and compatibility.

Even so, Bai Mo felt that his cultivation level was rising at an even faster pace.

On the other side, Shao Zheng finally recovered from his shock, followed by a burst of excitement and joy.

With each additional top-tier power, Kyushu could survive the disaster better, so how could he not be excited!

"Hahaha, good! Good!"

Overjoyed, Shao Zheng couldn't help but burst into laughter and shouted into the phone, "Wait a few days, I'll arrange everything and then take you to Dongting Lake."

"Alright, I happen to have some things to take care of recently. The Speaker has made arrangements and can contact me anytime."

Dongting Lake is one of the three most ominous lakes. Although there are no emperors living there, there are certainly no shortage of monarchs.

To get in, you naturally need to prepare well, and seeing the Water Kirin is no easy task.

While Bai Mo can communicate through contracts without needing anyone else, the fighting and protecting are not something Bai Mo can do alone; Shao Zheng can also do it.

Naturally, it is necessary to arrange some manpower and make some preparations.

Shao Zheng was prepared to force the water unicorn to accept the contract if it disagreed.

I heard from the people at the Asian Magic Association that Su Lu has made a contract with a black dragon.

Shao Zheng felt it was a waste and a pity, because the Black Dragon wasn't a dark creature; it was simply black.

Unfortunately, it was Su Lu who signed the contract.

Arriving in the Qinling Mountains again, Bai Momo and the others found Zhang Xiaohou stationed there at a military fortress and continued their journey.

"Let me tell you, monkeys are experts at reconnaissance, and they know the Qinling Mountains very well. Monkey, tell us quickly about the situation here."

Bai Mo glanced at Zhang Xiaohou; he recognized him, but they weren't familiar with each other.

In addition to Mo Fan's trio, Bai Mo also brought Yu Shishi along with Lingling on this trip.

He originally only wanted to bring Xiao Yue'ehuang along, but Yu Shishi insisted on coming along.

Because Jiang Shaoxu was not trapped in the Qinling Mountains, they did not encounter the Forbidden City Army.

As the group made their way towards the Qinling Mountains, Zhang Xiaohou recounted the situation there.

"Every year, at unpredictable times, a strange wind will blow through the Qinling Mountains. If we are walking in some densely forested mountainous areas, it will be fine."

If we pass through barren, long valleys devoid of vegetation or high mountains mostly composed of rock, we will be constantly eroded by this malevolent wind.

Unless we maintain a constant layer of defense, it won't be long before this wind strips us bare, leaving only bones.

People living in this area call this kind of Qinling evil wind "the whistling wind."

"The winds of change are quite strong lately, Brother Fan. I know you're all at the Super-Rank, but it's still best to be careful."

After a pause, Zhang Xiaohou continued, "If we can wait until the wind weakens, that would be best."

"Is this wind so powerful?" Zhao Manyan glanced at Bai Mo, who was a wind elementalist and whose wind magic was already powerful enough.

However, Zhang Xiaohou nodded seriously when faced with his question.

"The wind is strong, but as long as the protective shield is maintained, there will be no problem."

Bai Mo confirmed from the side. He had also experienced the swirling winds every time he flew through the Qinling Mountains.

If left to scrape, even if he transforms into an elemental form in the form of lightning, he will probably be reduced to dust.

But as long as you use a protective shield, nothing will happen.

"No need for all that trouble, Lao Zhao. Let me show you what sustained defense is all about. You're usually too short."

"Damn, I'm magnificent, okay?!"

"Heh." Mo Fan retorted mercilessly, "Your magnificent thing is nothing."

As they spoke, they had already entered the depths of the mountains.

The Qinling Mountains are particularly steep. Before we had gone very far, the mountain path turned into a suspended plank road.

The inner side is a thick, majestic mountain, while the outer side is a steep cliff and deep valley, with the howling wind always whistling past your ears.

A delicate little girl like Lingling could be blown off the cliff by the wind at any moment.

The mountain path was difficult to traverse. Even though Lingling was riding on Mo Fan's Flying Snow Wolf, the wolf's size made it difficult to cross certain sections.

"Rage~~~~~~~~~~~!!"

"Rage~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!"

Several cries suddenly came from two high cliffs above. The sound was so high that it was difficult to find its original location after many uplifting waves.

Bai Mo looked up, as if searching for the creatures that had made the noise, but the high mountain walls, trees, and rocks still offered many hiding places, making it difficult to pinpoint the enemy's location with the naked eye.

"They're patrolling winged demons; their cries can be heard all over the Qinling Mountains," Zhang Xiaohou said.

"These patrolling winged demons are very troublesome. Once they know someone has trespassed into their territory, they will immediately gather a large number of patrolling winged demons."

"They don't attack directly; they hover around to the left, right, and at higher altitudes, waiting until they have enough numbers and are absolutely certain of victory before swarming in."

Lingling nodded in agreement.

"It's easy to hide from powerful demons, but difficult to deal with lesser ones. We'd better not let them find us."

These patrolling winged demons send signals to surrounding demons, summoning not only other patrolling winged demons but also even more powerful demons.

Upon hearing this, the group nodded solemnly.

However, when Zhao Manyan turned his head, he found that Bai Mo had somehow acquired a bird demon in his hand.

LOL!

A sharp cry rang directly in their ears, a sound that seemed to pierce their eardrums and made them dizzy.

"This isn't the patrolling winged demon?!" Zhao Manyan was stunned, and the others who had been drawn to the sound also stared blankly.

"Brother Bai, you..."

Before Zhang Xiaohou could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Mo's calm voice.

"Monkey, how long will it take to fly up from here?"

"Fly up! No, the Feathered Demons have a strict order. Each altitude is the territory of a different Feathered Demon. If we do that, we will be attacked by them all."

Bai Mo shook his head, casually crushed the demon in his hand, looked at the increasing number of patrolling winged demons hovering above his head, and said:

"At the end of each year when the wind is at its fiercest, the Feathered Demon Clan of Baiba Mountain holds a Feathered Demon Festival."

All winged demons can participate. During the Winged Demon Festival, the class boundaries of the winged race are not clearly defined, and everyone who can fly can take to the sky.

He gave a brief account of the Feather Clan's grand ceremony, glanced at the group, and summoned the Wind Spirit, transforming it into the form of a Azure Phoenix.

"The grand ceremony is held in the Cangmu Wind Layer. With its help, we don't need to go through the trouble of going up the Qinling Mountains to find the divine deer antlers."

"But now..." Zhang Xiaohou still hesitated, wanting to persuade him.

Bai Mo shook his head and directly gestured for the group to get on Qingluan's back.

"I'm here to help Feng Ling obtain the Feather Emperor's throne, and incidentally to help Mo Fan find the Divine Deer Totem. I'm not here to be a bodyguard."

"So..." Mo Fan understood, and his expression became somewhat expectant. He was actually also annoyed by those chattering mountain-patrolling winged demons.

"I'll lead you straight up there!"

Bai Mo spoke casually, showing no regard for the entire Feathered Demon Clan.

"At this height below the mountain, there are probably only these patrolling winged demons. Monkey, if you tell me there is a Supreme Monarch or seven Great Monarchs below the Azure Wood Wind Layer, I will consider climbing up step by step."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaohou, his mouth still agape, shook his head repeatedly.

Just kidding, if there were so many rulers under Baiba Mountain, he wouldn't be a junior general.

"What are we waiting for? Let's attack!" Mo Fan said excitedly, raising his hand to unleash a barrage of lightning, clearing away the increasingly dense swarms of patrolling winged demons from the sky.

"That's right, with me here, there won't be any problem maintaining the defenses!!"

Zhao Manyan was still full of heroic spirit, determined to show everyone his magnificence.

The group immediately stood on the back of the blue phoenix and flew into the sky.

"Lìlìlì!!!"

As they took off, they immediately attracted the attention of more patrolling winged demons. A dense chorus of cries rang out, and these patrolling winged demons swarmed over like flies that had smelled a scent.

High atop the mountain cliffs, on those enormous, shared-production tree vines, one can see some figures flapping their wings.

"The patrolling feathered demons are not qualified to go to areas above Hundred-Ba Mountain, but their leader, the Moshan Feather Lord, is a powerful monarch in Hundred-Ba Mountain." Zhang Xiaohou did not forget to explain the information at this time.

"Who cares, just bombard them!"

Mo Fan didn't care about any of this. After all, he was a super-level mage, and with Bai Mo, that freak, around, there was really no need for him to be threatened by these little demons.

Just then, before the wind picked up, the wind spirits quickly approached Baiba Mountain.

The number of patrolling winged demons is increasing, and they have become a cloud-like envelopment, their dense cries somewhat deafening, causing people to feel uneasy and panicked.

"Clang clang clang~~~~~~~~!!"

Suddenly, all the sounds were covered by a series of deep and bright bell tolls. The sound waves seemed to swirl in the air, creating a cloud-like pattern. All the patrolling feathered demons that were hit by the sound waves were turned into a cloud of blood mist and exploded!

In just a short breath, nearly a thousand patrolling winged demons had become a large number of dead souls.

"No! Bro, at least leave me some!" Mo Fan was on the verge of tears; he had wanted to show off in front of his best friend.

"Oh, I wasn't careful not to use too much force. You can try next time."

As Bai Mo spoke, he put away the five-tone bell. The feeling of frying fish was just so satisfying, unlike lately, when it was all high-level games that required a lot of effort.

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan said nothing more, but instead focused all his energy on preparing his magic, hoping to take them all down in one fell swoop.

Normally, seeing such a powerful enemy, these patrolling winged demons might have hidden themselves, but now Bai Mo and the others took to the air, realizing that they were invading their territory.

No matter what the patrolling winged demons were doing, they were all attracted by the cries and flew over in large numbers. In an instant, the second wave of patrolling winged demons had arrived.

Flames surged from Mo Fan's body, and with the help of Yan Ji's power, a ring of fire spread out. The ring of fire quickly traveled a thousand meters, and wherever it passed, all the patrolling feathered demons were ignited and fell like meteors.

After clearing out the two groups of demons, Feng Ling flew to a higher place and arrived at Baiba Mountain.

Baiba Mountain soars straight into the sky, disappearing into the clouds at its highest point, like bamboo shoots reaching for the sky, occupying this large area.

Countless winged demons dwell among the towering mountains and deep valleys, and even more powerful winged demons stand atop these mountains.

With the arrival of the unfamiliar Feather Clan member Feng Ling, who soared at heights beyond her own, the Feather Demons below Baiba Mountain were all in an uproar!

You can see figures flapping their wings, rapidly approaching accompanied by loud, angry cries.

Lesser demons like the patrolling feathered demons, who are essentially servants, have become nothing more than fodder for gossip and empty threats.

Most of them were warrior-level demons like the Lark and the Mountain Eagle, and ahead of these demons were commander-level beings, such as the Blue Feathered Sparrow.

Seeing so many winged demons fly out all at once, the scene was like stirring up a hornet's nest that was over a hundred meters long.

The flock of birds surged in like a swarm of bees, almost like a tidal wave, and for a moment, Baiba Mountain seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray mist.

The clouds and mist surged fiercely, like a ferocious beast, about to devour something!

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan both tensed upon seeing this, especially Zhao Manyan, who exclaimed, "Holy crap, how come there are so many!"

"Don't panic, there's no great demon." Mo Fan remained calm, after all, he had seen the world. He locked his mind onto a group of warriors, and immediately a large amount of lightning fell.

The deaths of a dozen or so warriors were insignificant, and Mo Fan was about to continue his attack when he suddenly discovered that his wrist had been torn apart at some point!

Then he heard an even louder sound.

"Waaaaah~~~~Waaaah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The wind howled, sounding particularly eerie.

At this moment, it was as if they were bolstering the winged demons' prestige, making them appear even more terrifying.

"It's Soka!" (End of Chapter)