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

Chapter 531 Gray People

The Three-Tiered Waterfall is a unique sight throughout the entire Xiaoshan campus of Mingzhu University. A long, white ribbon cascades down from the mountaintop shrouded in wisps of mist. It is neither wide nor majestic, nor does it possess any imposing presence. It is as quiet and silent as moonlight gently falling.

But if people look at it closely, they can feel that the water is as high as ten thousand feet and as wide as a river.

His majestic aura invisibly descended upon everyone who saw him.

The water of the Three-Tiered Waterfall flows from above Xiaoshan Mountain, forming three pools along the way, and finally falls into the small West Lake west of the Xiaoshan campus.

For some reason, many students at the Xiaoshan campus, especially water-based mages, cultivate exceptionally quickly here.

Even some people who often stroll along the lake often seem to have better luck for no apparent reason.

There are rumors that it was a small favor given to them by Judge Bai of Xiaoshan.

However, what puzzled many students in the past two days was that a thick fog suddenly rose over the entire West Lake.

With the appearance of this thick fog, the beneficial effects of those products disappeared from the entire area around Little West Lake.

Not only that, but some water system students also come here to practice their skills and enjoy the sunset.

Especially those fair-skinned young girls who love to dress up beautifully, coolly, and sexily in this kind of summer weather.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that not only had the buff effect slowed down, but the water elements near Little West Lake were also becoming somewhat unresponsive.

It's like a sycophant who used to come when called and leave when dismissed, suddenly turning into a Sigma wolf.

That kind of unruly arrogance.

Rumors circulate that a powerful demon has appeared in Little West Lake.

Of course, nobody believed that. It was a joke; the headquarters of Xinghuo.com was just a few streets away.

The lakeside is Xiaoshan, the residence of the presiding judge.

Just a few teaching buildings away is the administration building of the entire campus.

You're telling me there's a powerful demon here?

They believed the stories told by the teachers more than the rumor itself.

There are highly accomplished monks who cultivate on Little West Lake.

As a result, the students who knew the information became even more eager to come here, all wanting to see which teacher was practicing here.

College students have no shortage of time.

It's fine on a normal day, but it's the busiest on a weekend.

Suddenly, the entire West Lake became clear and bright, and the fog disappeared at some point.

Someone took a picture of the lake when the fog cleared, but captured nothing except a tall and athletic-looking figure.

"Wow, even just looking at his shadow, he looks so cool!"

"Yeah, yeah, I wonder what they look like in person."

"So strong, and so handsome, I'm already in love!"

Bai Mo was speechless when he heard these people's comments. He was just practicing a secret technique; why were they making such a fuss?

The cultivation of the secret water is not complicated; all you need to do is find a place with abundant water elements.

The Three-Tiered Waterfall in Xiaoshan, along with the small West Lake, are both places where the Water Kirin secluded itself.

Nowhere is the water element more concentrated than here.

The process of cultivating the secret technique also deepened his control over the transcendent power of the water element.

He suddenly felt a sense of anticipation that his water clone would complete the cultivation of the Illusionary Sea Glaze.

Because the secret technique he cultivated could actually be used on water-related parts of the body.

However, if the water clone is activated but does not leave the body, he can still use the power of the water clone.

Whether he uses the power of the water clone is not important; what is important is that the water clone can use the original water secret technique.

Bai Mo had an idea that, theoretically, water clones are formed from pure water elements, and in reality, they are no different from the components of elemental species.

If elemental seeds can explode, why can't clones explode?

Art is Patrick Star!

A 100% explosion is more powerful than just an elemental explosion.

Bai Mo was quite certain that this inspiration came from the elemental demon that self-destructed back in the Five-Colored Sea.

Leaving the bustling West Lake, he slowly headed up the mountain, taking the opportunity to learn about the events of the past two days.

Online discussions have been largely guided, and the public's attention has shifted to the sudden outbreak of food safety issues.

The mages, who were not particularly attentive to begin with, were also drawn to Mo Fan's sudden slaughter of a monarch-level wolf king in Bo City.

In reality, most people don't really care about anyone; they just want to watch the show.

Bai Mo returned to the manor, took a bath, and then went to the Qingtian Hunting Grounds with Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan, who were also there to freeload.

Two days is enough time for Lingling to receive the backup mission from the Hunter Alliance.

Based on Lingling's previous assessment of the other teams, they couldn't possibly complete the mission so quickly.

After all, this is a double S-level mission.

What is an S-level mission?

Hunting down a monarch and obtaining its battle spirit is an S-rank achievement.

Double S is not as simple as just doubling the difficulty.

The mission that Lingling and Mofan had previously carried out to hunt down the Red Demon was only by chance. They encountered Lu Qingyao, who had been slapped by Lu Kun, and that's how they locked onto their target.

If they hadn't met, or if Lu Qingyao had met them a little later, the slap mark on her face would have disappeared.

To search for clues again, like looking for a needle in a haystack, and to uncover the truth again, would take an unknown amount of time.

"Hey Mo Fan, you've really made a splash online this time. Now everyone knows that your Fanxue Mountain has produced another super-level mage."

Zhao Manyan remarked with emotion that Mo Fan's smile had been harder to suppress than an AK during this period.

He, who never used to use his phone much, has also become addicted to social media.

I just love seeing how netizens praise him.

Honestly, I don't know what's wrong with him, but he's a celebrity, to say the least.

But wherever he goes, he's just an unknown nobody; it's understandable that ordinary people don't recognize him.

Those people from the magical forces were also blind and didn't recognize him.

His name is Mo Fan, not Zhang Wei.

It shouldn't be that unrecognizable.

Bai Mo looked at the smug Mo Fan, who had broken through to the Space System Super Rank, and said that this guy's escape ability had improved.

Thinking of this, his eyes flickered slightly.

To cultivate the Illusionary Sea Glazed Glass in one's own clone, one needs either Medusa's power of deception or 9,900 Illusionary Crystals from a Mind-Based Mage.

To be honest, they both wanted to try it out. If it came to the power of deception, no one could compare to Medusa's second daughter.

The harpy-bodied Medusa hidden in the holy city even possessed a deceitful eye.

But that guy is in the Holy City, and Bai Mo doesn't dare to go there, nor does he want to.

Thinking of this, he looked at Mo Fan and suddenly said, "Hey, Mo Fan, I have an order here. Are you interested in taking it?"

"What deal? With our relationship, won't you give us a billion or two?"

Bai Mo smiled slightly. Lingling, who was standing by the window of the Qingtian Hunter's Office, saw this scene through the glass and knew who the guy was arranging for this time.

Judging from the location of his gaze, Mo Fan couldn't escape.

"What are a billion or two hundred million? Can they compare to Nian Shi?"

Bai Mo suddenly took out a fist-sized stone, ignored the two people at the door who were about to smash their jaws to the ground, and pushed the door open to go in.

I obtained three Mind Stones in the Dark Cave Bronze Secret Realm, each about the size of a fist.

He was using a piece of it, which allowed him to raise his level nine mental power to its peak.

The other two have remained untouched.

"Damn it, everyone says I'm a rich dog, but I think you're the rich dog!" Zhao Manyan said as he caught up.

Mo Fan followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.

He has only just reached the fifth level through a breakthrough. If he had the Mind Stone in Bai Mo's hands, wouldn't he be able to surpass Ai Wangbai in no time?

"What commission? I'll take it! Even if you're going to cause trouble for the emperor, I'll follow you!"

"You don't need to go to the emperor."

Bai Mo led the two to sit down next to Lingling and continued:

"I need a cultivation resource called the Tears of Blood from the Harpy, which is found in the Sahara."

"Well"

"Of course, there are other places where you can obtain it, such as the Holy City."

"The Holy City?!" Mo Fan exclaimed in surprise. "There are demons there too, even Medusa!?"

"Yes, there is a monarch harpy-bodied Medusa in the Holy City. She is the daughter of Queen Medusa and possesses the purest power of deception."

Bai Mo glanced at the two people who looked surprised, and at Lingling who seemed to be listening to a play.

"My request is simple: if you can get me her essence blood, I can forgive your debt to the Thunder-type Heavenly Seed."

"If you can get her eyes, or even her eyes and essence, this thought stone is yours."

Mo Fan's eyes turned into the shape of stones. Upon hearing this, he immediately nodded and said, "Old Zhao, I think there should be quite a few beauties in the Holy City."

"Hehe, you just want a beautiful woman, I don't even want to call you out on it."

"Don't you want to get a Holy City female knight or something? I heard that the Holy Father High Priest is an absolute beauty, incredibly hot."

Zhao Manyan swallowed hard. "You bumpkin, how do you know this?"

"I saw it on The Merchant of Venice."

"Really, good brothers should know how to share." Zhao Manyan raised an eyebrow.

"Ahem!!" Lingling coughed twice, signaling them to pay attention, and then said:

"We'll discuss Bai Mo's request after we finish this matter. Now, let's officially begin assigning tasks."

Hearing this, Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan also calmed down. Whether these tasks can track down the Red Devil, let's not mention the purpose of beating Lingling.

Each reward is no less than that of the Star Sea Celestial Vein.

They desperately need it.

Once you reach the super-tier level, resources can no longer be bought with money.

So don't be fooled by Zhao Manyan's wealth; he may not be rich in resources.

What's more, he completely cut off the Zhao family's access to resources.

Even if the reward is Star Sea Celestial Veins, you can still exchange it for good things.

The Star Sea Celestial Vein is practically a form of hard currency.

"The story of the two S-class heroes is divided into five parts, and the part about my father killing the Red Demon has already been completed."

Lingling took out five documents, and then took the one that said "Kill the Red Demon".

"The remaining four tasks are to thoroughly investigate the North Sea Relief Society, clean up the Mysterious Forest, collect the Devil Valley Spring Water, and the Deadly Corpse Poison."

"We are now considered a team, and all four of us can watch. There's no need to worry about confidentiality rules."

However, since Lu Kun has also delegated these tasks to others, we need to split up and complete them as soon as possible.

There are four portions in total, one for each person.

"Lingling, will you be alright all alone?" Zhao Manyan asked in surprise.

"I'll have my clone follow him." Bai Mo's body glowed slightly, and Lan Pibai stepped out and stood to the side.

Lingling opened her mouth, looking at the clone Bai with some surprise.

"Alright, let's see how strong your clone is."

Lingling originally wanted to train Qin Yue with the armor, since she wasn't too worried about danger now that she had the armor.

But Bai Mo felt that she was just being reckless.

"Can a clone become a girl?" Zhao Manyan suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, all three looked at him: Something's wrong with you.

"Humans cannot, or at least should not," Mo Fan said earnestly, and silently took a step back.

"No," Bai Mo said with a smile. "And even if you could, you wouldn't be able to break through my defenses."

"I"

Zhao Manyan opened his mouth, but for a moment he was speechless.

Lingling, speechless, steered the conversation back on track, pointing to the four documents and saying:

"Don't waste your time, just choose one."

"It doesn't matter. I've heard a little about this relief society, so just give it to me," Zhao Manyan said.

Mo Fan flipped through the three and finally decided that clearing out the Mysterious Forest was the simplest and didn't require much thought, so he took that one.

Bai Mo didn't really care, and flipped through the remaining two.

"Devil's Valley is a bit far, but I'm fast, I'll go."

Devil Valley is located in the uninhabited area of ​​Xinjiang and Tibet. It is indeed very far away and extremely dangerous, making it unsuitable for Lingling and her clone to go there.

The last corpse poison seems to be a task that requires some thought, and it's perfect to leave it to Lingling.

Another reason for choosing Devil Valley is the name Bai Mo.

Perhaps there are some Red Devils underlings in there.

Whether it's a mission or not isn't that important. The key is to find the Red Demon, kill him, and obtain that mysterious energy.

Let the divine light deduce the fifth dimension for him, so that when he gets to the forbidden spells, he will have a target.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be fair that all his hard work in finding the Origin Stone would be for nothing.

Although that small piece isn't enough, if we can find one, we can find the next.

In short, the prophetic framework is the most important.

Without the Longzhong Plan, how could one become a king and dominate the world?

Having chosen their mission, the group immediately set off.

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From Shanghai to Xinjiang and Tibet, it's almost half of Kyushu, but fortunately, Feng Ling's speed is fast enough.

Devil Valley is located in a vast wilderness, and some parts of it are eerie and dangerous places where even demons can hardly survive.

Looking down from the sky above, the entire valley resembles a demon's face, with the earth's ravines and sand dunes outlining its features.

Vast and desolate, eerie and sinister, this demonic face has two eyes, one red and one blue.

That was the only water source covering the entire valley, consisting of two almost parallel springs.

As Bai Mo approached the demonic face on his wind spirit, he felt several powerful and tyrannical thoughts sweeping over him.

The entire Devil Valley seemed to be watching them, as a vast and chaotic force suddenly swept over them.

Bai Mo sensed the dense chaotic aura, his expression changed, and he immediately ordered Feng Ling to stop advancing.

The sky ahead was shrouded in chaotic rules, and since he didn't know what those rules were, he decided to be careful.

Withdrawing his wind spirit, Bai Mo's figure flashed and he appeared directly on the ground below.

Just then, a loud explosion suddenly occurred in the sky where he had been standing.

Looking up, I saw a pale flash of lightning and a large exploding feather suddenly appear there, and two different types of birds circled over from nearby.

Before the surrounding demons could react, Bai Mo immediately moved towards the Demon Valley ahead.

Behind him, the powerful demons who had discovered Bai Mo's disappearance united their thoughts and locked onto him.

But at the point where it touched the boundary of Devil's Valley, it suddenly vanished, as if something even more terrifying lay within.

Bai Mo appeared at the edge of Devil Valley, looking around.

The vast wilderness suddenly turned gray and white here, and it seemed that there was no soil left on the ground, so that the lifeless rocks were exposed.

The gray-white color gives the place a deathly atmosphere, but even on the edge of Devil's Valley, you can see patches of wild grass, thickets of bushes in the depths, and sparse, diamond-shaped groves.

There is no shortage of plants here, and the ground is not rock, but both the ground and the plants are grayish-white.

But compared to the vegetation, the entire inward-sunken and undulating land was mostly wasteland.

Some upturned rocky mounds joined together on both sides, like ridges carved out by a large plow, only hundreds of times larger.

These furrows are the lines that outline the entire face of a demon, as seen by Bai Mo from the sky.

The vibrating string emitted a probing sound wave, and Bai Mo immediately frowned.

The elements in this world were somewhat disordered. When the sound waves were emitted, they were assimilated within seconds, and the chaos dissipated.

Bai Mo tried other spells and found that they were all the same.

The entire range of Weng Luan was roughly a hundred meters around him. Beyond a hundred meters, to continue maintaining the magic, one would need to use even more mental power to control it.

This is equivalent to using super-level mental power to cast a mid-level spell, which is extremely uneconomical.

Before long, they will become mentally exhausted and unable to form combat power.

Bai Mo wouldn't do something that would be counterproductive. Maintaining his detection range of 100 meters, he headed deeper into Devil Valley.

The deeper you go, the more you feel the strangeness of this place.

At first glance, it wasn't noticeable, but upon closer inspection, the surroundings were entirely gray and white.

The ground was gray, the soil was gray, the grass was gray, and the wood was gray. The rolled-up layers of earth were also a gray-white.

The demons and even ordinary creatures in the jungle are all the same color.

It seems that there is a bug here in Tiandi, and I forgot to color things here.

Bai Mo was enveloped in a layer of chaotic light, which was bright and covered an area of ​​thirty meters around him. Under the light, the surrounding ground could be seen to be twisting, deforming, and transforming into a different appearance.

Sometimes what appears to be a flat meadow can turn into a large crater in the blink of an eye after the chaotic light shines through.

The entire pit is at least ten meters deep, and the surrounding rock walls are covered with grayish-white bloodthirsty vines.

At the bottom of the entire pit were thick, long, dorsal spines of the Shadow Python.

They lay there, waiting for their prey to make a mistake and come to them.

In a state of panic, most people would struggle to cope with the strangling attacks of the bloodthirsty thorns surrounding them, let alone the monstrous pythons below. A single, unexpected move could cost them their lives.

The entire pit covered a distance of fifty meters in front of him, and Bai Mo looked to his left.

The same distorted light and shadow, where there was originally a sparse forest, revealed its original form after being illuminated by the chaotic light on him.

But there stood thick, long dimensional rifts, forming a desolate, dead zone of space!

There were many such places throughout the valley. Bai Mo even found fresh human fragments in one spot, which were obviously dropped by the previous team.

On the left side, however, it is normal.

Standing still wasn't safe either; a dimensional rift, about the thickness of a little finger, suddenly opened in front of him and closed again a few seconds later.

These randomly occurring dimensional rifts can sometimes even appear directly on a person.

So when Bai Mo first saw it suddenly appear on his forehead, he immediately put on full defensive measures.

He then discovered that if he stayed in one place for too long, more and more small dimensional rifts would come knocking on his door.

Even for a dimensional mage like him, this situation was quite challenging.

If he didn't possess chaos magic, he would have been able to discern which side was safe amidst the bewilderment of this labyrinth of chaotic illusions.

But now, knowing what the trap is, the safe direction is no longer the optimal solution.

He had no interest in playing games in this chaotic illusionary maze.

A large ball of meteorite fire can be seen falling and filling the entire crater.

Most of the demons there turned to ashes at that moment.

Four or five monarch-level creatures struggled to escape the sea of ​​fire, but then a huge fire meteor fell on them.

Bai Mo crossed a scorched crater and continued forward, traveling almost in a straight line towards the valley.

It was already getting dark when, after entering a sparse grove of trees, a glimmer of fire suddenly caught his attention.

He stepped forward, and soon the flame was fully visible in his eyes.

A person, wrapped up tightly, sat by the campfire, holding a piece of grayish-brown roasted meat in their hand; it was unclear whose it was.

As soon as Bai Mo appeared, he looked up at him with extreme vigilance.

Without saying a word, she glanced at him, then lowered her head and continued grilling the meat.

"Is this another team of mages? Is there only one left, trapped here and unable to get out?"

Bai Mo was puzzled and hesitated whether he should sit down and rest for a while, and see if he could get some information out of him.

"You're very strong to have made it this far, but this isn't a place for you," the man suddenly said.

"Why? I came here to find the Devil's Spring."

boom!

To everyone's surprise, the man who heard this became furious and threw the gray piece of meat in his hand to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly raised his head, flung off his hood, and glared at Bai Mo with the fury of a Vajra.

The firelight, mingling with the twilight of the setting sun, illuminated the man's face.

Pale skin with a gray halo, gray hair, and eyes that were completely black, including the whites of the eyes.

Within that deep darkness, it seemed as if a vicious soul that had struggled for ten thousand years was locked away.

Upon seeing this face, Bai Mo's pupils contracted, and he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"Those lackeys from that place!"

His voice, which started off calmly, suddenly turned into a hoarse, piercing cry, extremely harsh.

"die!!"

As the sun set, his skin suddenly darkened. Before Bai Mo could react, a low shout rang out, the flames of the campfire in front of the gray-faced man shattered, and the gray-faced man vanished from his spot, instantly reappearing in front of Bai Mo.

A grayish-white hand suddenly reached out to grab Bai Mo's heart!

The slender fingernails on those fingers had a metallic sheen and a jet-black color, almost like poison. They resembled five daggers, which suddenly pierced into Bai Mo's body.

"Hmph! You can't escape!"

The gray-faced man crushed the illusion in front of him with a claw, and was about to strike Bai Mo again according to his senses when a violent gust of wind rose around him.

A tornado suddenly rose up from beneath his feet, sending him flying into the air. The violently tearing storm lashed against him, producing a crisp, ping-pong sound like metal being struck!

Bai Mo appeared a hundred meters to his side, frowning as he watched the tornado, slowly adjusting his posture, shattering the tornado with one foot, and charging towards the gray-faced man.

"What are you, an alien?!"

Bai Mo asked the question, but his actions were swift. With a palm strike, a dragon head formed entirely of sapphire blue water surged forth, followed by a thick and slender dragon body.

A massive wave, no less powerful than the roar of the Sea Emperor, crashed against the gray-faced man.

But the gray-faced man's charging body only paused slightly before landing on the ground.

Then it stood there like a stubborn rock, unmoving.

The mighty water dragon surged onto him, but the immense power it carried seemed to be nonexistent!

The water was parted piece by piece, and seemingly adapted to the impact of the massive flood, the gray-faced man actually braved the torrent, inching closer and closer to Bai Mo.

Imagine a person not only blocking the pounding Nu River, but also going against the mighty torrent.

At this moment, Bai Mo's understanding was refreshed once again. Don't tell him that the thing in front of him is a supreme monarch or an invincible monarch!

But regardless of what it was, the fact that a super-level three magic spell didn't harm it was enough for Bai Mo to take it seriously.

His figure vanished again, dodging another attack from the gray-faced man as he charged forward, and Bai Mo appeared above the gray-faced man.

The gale came from all directions, its body as bright as lightning, and the wind and thunder in the entire kilometer-long area became violent, and within a hundred meters it turned into a sea of ​​hurricanes and thunder.

The gray-faced man seemed oblivious to the elemental upheaval. He looked up at him, then suddenly leaped into the air, unleashing power comparable to that of a true dragon, tearing through space as he attacked him.

boom! ! !

Bai Mo's body was suddenly struck and turned into a sky full of crackling electric currents, while the gray-faced man's body, which had suddenly leaped up, suddenly froze at this moment.

More wind and thunder transformed into chains resembling azure dragons, binding the gray-faced man's entire body along his limbs and head.

Immediately afterwards, the wind and thunder in the entire area swirled, like blades of judgment, raining down on the gray-faced man like a storm.

"Hehehe, is this kind of attack just tickling me?"

The gray-faced man scoffed, without ceasing his struggle.

You can see the Azure Dragon Chains collapse and then rebuild.

Even with the fusion of wind and thunder, it seemed that he was not harmed in the slightest; on the contrary, he gradually showed signs of breaking free.

Bai Mo appeared fifty meters in front of him, looking at the scene with a slight frown.

"Elemental immunity? What the hell are you?!"

He noticed that whenever the wind and thunder judgment struck him, a dark, murky light would rise from the grayish-white surface of his body.

The dark light seemed to be the condensation of resentment accumulated over thousands of years, giving Bai Mo the feeling that this guy was an undead.

However, the Flying Yang Lightning Light effect had no effect on it.

Upon hearing Bai Mo's words, the gray-haired man tore off his chains and grinned maliciously:

"I am your ancestor. Call me grandpa, and I'll let you die a little more painlessly since you have decent cultivation."

"Hmph! So what if you're immune to elements? You really think I can't handle you!?"

Bai Mo's gaze turned cold, and with a light tap of his foot, the Bagua diagram, drawn from chaotic lines, instantly unfolded.

Space, summoning, sound, wind, thunder, water, fire, earth, and the nine palaces and eight trigrams diagram enveloped this world.

In an instant, the spatial system representing the Qian position suddenly fell on the location of the gray-faced man, and at the same time, the entire Bagua diagram turned into a silver-white color.

"If you are in the right position, heaven and earth will be clear!"

In an instant, the entire dark forest lit up, and beams of light, as if shooting from the depths of the universe, could be seen. They carried the ability to annihilate space and shattered the space along their path, like spears piercing the seemingly invulnerable body of the gray-faced man.

"Um?!"

Upon seeing this, the gray-faced man stared wide-eyed in astonishment, his expression one of bewilderment.

"Wait, you've mistaken me for someone else. You're not a lackey."

But Bai Mo no longer wanted to listen to him, which was really inexplicable.

Who are you? If you say I am, then I am; if you say I am, then I am not.

Neuropathy.

The rays swept across, dividing the gray-white person into several pieces.

Bai Mo mobilized his mental energy to scan the area within a kilometer, but found nothing similar.

Then they turned their attention to the strange gray-white man.

This thing seemed to have no blood, and was made entirely of stone. Even when it was cut into several pieces, not a single drop of blood flowed out.

After waiting for a long time, I still didn't see the soul.

Bai Mo was certain that the thing was dead, because there was no sign of life at all.

He did not linger there, but continued deeper into Devil's Valley.

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An arm with an upper body suddenly reached out, grabbed a piece of grayish-brown meat, and put it in its mouth, chewing it a couple of times.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of dark light covered the entire remnant body, spreading like tentacles.

They also pulled over the other parts nearby and reassembled them.

As the first rays of sunlight shone down in the morning, the gray-haired man who had been lying on the ground all night stood up again.

"Young people are impulsive; they've already admitted their mistake."

He muttered something to himself, sniffed, and left the spot.

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Upon entering the inner circle of Devil's Valley, the chaotic, distorted, and phantom-like power intensified.

But what's even more troublesome is the chaotic element in the air, which directly reduces the area where magic can be maintained by half.

This greatly hindered Bai Mo's progress.

After bypassing a trap, Bai Mo entered a raised hill and saw two disheveled Western faces.

The two were initially frightened when they first saw him, but became excited after recognizing his skin color.

One of the bearded men stepped forward, maintaining a safe distance, and smiled, saying:

"Oh, friend, are you here on an adventure? Are you a local hunter? We're lost here, could you lead us out?"

"That's right, we are hunters from the Dubai Gold Hunting Grounds. If you can take us out, we can give you money or resources."

Another man with deep-set eyes and a high nose also said that he even took out a piece of the Star Sea Celestial Vein.

"Okay, but you'll need to wait here first."

Bai Mo didn't sense any malice, so he nodded and continued inside.

He pretended not to hear their thanks and their concerned inquiries.

Judging from their reactions, their team had lost a lot of men and was terrified; now all they wanted was to get out.

The first reaction upon seeing oneself was fear, not surprise.

Clearly, this group had also encountered the gray-haired man.

That guy is impervious to water and fire, and can't be hurt by swords or blades. He seems to have immense strength and is not someone that an ordinary person can deal with.

After crossing seven mountain ridges, Bai Mo could already see two springs, one red and one blue, each a hundred meters wide.

After getting closer, he frowned slightly, because there was a destructive elemental destructive force in the entire area near the spring.

He felt that this was somewhat similar to the state after the forbidden curse was ravaged as recorded in the secret book of Pearl Academy.

In fact, he had this feeling after sensing the increasingly chaotic elements throughout the entire Devil Valley.

There must have been a fierce battle involving forbidden spells here before, and those two springs probably weren't anything good either.

Areas blessed by forbidden spells become barren.

If there is water, it is wastewater.

Fortunately, the battle that took place here must have happened a very, very long time ago.

The destructive elemental chaos near the two springs was not intense, and Bai Mo could withstand it.

He had little interest in exploring springs that could be compared to nuclear wastewater from his previous life.

They filled some in a sealed container and then returned the way they came.

He also brought along a big beard and small glasses.

The man with deep-set eyes and a high nose had very small eyes, which made his eye sockets appear even deeper.

In a place where Bai Mo could not detect, a gray-white figure was hidden in the gray-white world, perfectly tracking him.

Until he walked out of Devil's Valley.

"It seems this place has been discovered; we can't stay here any longer."

The man sniffed. "It smells like that stuff. Want some?"

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Bai Mo sat on the plane, closing his eyes to sense the state of his clone.

"Can we prove our identities now?"

In the magnificent and elegant mansion, filled with the aesthetics of classical Kyushu gardens, Lingling, who had already wasted a day here, was getting impatient. She said to the steward who was in charge of the hunter mission.

Opposite her, the butler, dressed in a fine silk Tang suit, stood upright with a meticulously groomed full head of white hair, and wore a standard smile.

"I'm sorry, Master Spirit Hunter, we're just being paranoid. It's just that those things in the shadows are too hard to guard against."

"However, now that it has been verified that you have indeed accepted the commission we issued, I can take you to see the main clues of this mission."

After that, you can move freely around the mansion, but your contracted beast cannot.

The butler glanced at the blue-skinned white creature standing next to Lingling; it was the first time he had ever seen a contracted beast dressed up.

Bai Mo rolled his eyes, but his face was now completely blurred, and no one could recognize him.

In order to avoid attracting attention, he was forced to enter as a contracted beast.

But if you really treat him like some kind of monster, then that's going too far.

Lingling nodded with a slight smile in her eyes.

"No problem, don't worry, he's very well-behaved."

"The mission is important, let's go look for clues now."

The butler nodded without the slightest hesitation and led the way, saying, "Please come this way."

Lingling followed the steward to a back residence, which was originally the family residence of the wealthiest family in Pingzhou.

The mansion was then heavily guarded. She could detect overt and covert guards along the way.

It's fair to say that even a mosquito would have to go through three hundred checks.

Lingling became even more curious about the clues she was about to discover. What could they be that was worth protecting like this?

The interior of the house was rather simple. Pushing open the door of an ordinary house, before even entering, one was greeted by the fragrance of holy light flowers.

The Holy Light Flower can detoxify, ward off evil spirits, and remove impurities.

The image of the flower, which only grows in the Holy City, flashed through Lingling's mind, and she looked up to see the room's layout.

It's a very simple layout, with many holy light flowers. There are only three people inside.

One person was lying in bed, while the other two were standing in the room, each doing their own thing.

Lingling focused her gaze on the person lying down and followed the butler to the bedside.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that his entire bedding set was woven from holy light flowers.

The bed also seemed extraordinary; it was made of strange bones, likely from a light-attribute plant demon at least at the monarch level.

On the strange bone, there are also mysterious inscriptions.

Lingling glanced at the mark; it was an inscription branded by the Temple of Light.

This entire bed was actually a magical artifact, an extremely expensive and difficult-to-forge magical artifact.

Lingling looked at the person on the bed, a look of realization flashing in her eyes.

The person was completely black, exuding a dense aura of death. If these things weren't used to suppress him, he would probably become a ghost in the next moment.

If things get even worse, they might not even become undead; they could simply turn into ashes.

"This is my grandfather's favorite youngest son. He became like this because he was poisoned by a special kind of corpse poison."

The butler said in a low voice.

"If the Holy City and the Temple of Light can't help, I'm afraid I can't either," Lingling said frankly.

"We know that, therefore, issuing this task is not to cure him."

With a long sigh, the butler nodded and said, "This arrangement is enough to sustain his life until the old master passes away."

"What we need from you is to find the poisoner, and we will avenge him ourselves."

"Any clues?" Lingling asked. She only glanced at the cause of the mission; she had no ability to trace back to the murderer.

"have!"

The butler nodded emphatically, then lifted the blanket covering the old master's youngest son, revealing a hand.

Unlike his jet-black face, the skin on his arms was a frightening gray-white, like barren land after a deadly poison had ravaged the land.

Lingling's eyes flickered. "The killer also has the same grayish-white skin?"

Upon hearing this, the old butler, who was about to answer, was slightly taken aback, his eyes flashing with intense surprise, followed by deep joy.

"That's right, the person who poisoned him also had grayish-white arms!"

Furthermore, he may also possess the ability to change his appearance.

(End of this chapter)