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

Lingling lowered her brows and observed the person on the bed again, noting their bare hands and grayish-white skin.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like the skin a normal human would have.

"Was the one who poisoned us not human?" Lingling asked.

If you said that this grayish-white skin was caused by poisoning, Lingling might believe it.

But now that it's said the poisoner has the same skin color, things aren't so simple.

The butler nodded and said with certainty, "We can confirm that, but it should be a demon."

"How did you discover that it can change its appearance?"

Lingling's expression didn't change much, and she continued to ask.

Upon hearing this, the butler's expression darkened, and in his trembling eyes, Lingling saw an emotion she had witnessed far too many times—

fear!

What is he afraid of?

Lingling became even more curious.

It's perfectly normal for ordinary people to be afraid of demons, but this steward is no ordinary person, even though he has no cultivation.

But as the manager of such a large family, he possesses some basic qualities.

The butler took a deep breath, walked to the television in the room, and while operating it, said:

"This footage was taken near our family's home. The demon used poison but didn't go far. It's as if it knew that Young Master Huan was not dead and disguised itself to sneak in multiple times."

Fortunately, we discovered all of these lurking threats.

As he finished speaking, the television in the room was turned on, and Lingling stared at it intently.

Suddenly, the black screen of the television was divided into four sections, each displaying a different surveillance video.

Lingling immediately noticed that the two on the left were from an earlier time, while the two on the right were from a later time.

The surveillance footage showed the main entrance, and people quickly appeared in the image.

Two people dressed in hunter training uniforms walked in.

She recognized the two men; they were Mochizuki Meiken and Mochizuki Chika from the Soshokuge in Japan.

Judging from the time, they must have just arrived here to coordinate their mission.

As soon as the two characters transitioned on the left screen, the Moon Gazing Sword reappeared on the right screen.

He walked in with roughly the same pace, but this time the surveillance camera followed him the whole time.

Soon, the famous sword, which had been traversing the pavilions, fell into the center of the entire residence.

Just then, the real Wangyue Famous Sword suddenly walked out of the central meeting room and bumped into this guy.

The fake Mochizuki immediately fled, and the entire surveillance footage began to become chaotic, with shadows of people running around.

"Just yesterday, Mr. Wangyue Mingjian from the Shuangshouge Hunter Mage team, who also accepted this mission, was impersonated. That's why we are so concerned about verifying the identities of the two of you."

Lingling nodded. After starting the task, she no longer cared much about the housekeeper's attitude yesterday.

Are there any more clues?

"No, but one thing is for sure, that guy will definitely find another opportunity to infiltrate."

The butler glanced at Lingling. "However, both of you have very distinctive appearances. If he wants to infiltrate, he probably won't use the same method."

"I'll bring him here," Lingling said.

The butler smiled gratefully, took out a strangely colored, pea-sized diaper, and handed it to Lingling, saying:

"This is a tracking mark that we asked a tracking magician to make. Even if the Spirit Hunter Master fails to catch that thing, it's fine. As long as you are within three meters of it, you can hit it with this mark, and we have the ability to find it through some methods."

Upon hearing this, Lingling raised an eyebrow. Although she felt looked down upon, she still accepted the gifts and left under the butler's guidance.

Back in the guest room, I saw Blue Skin White Body seriously cultivating, which made the humidity in the whole room quite high.

After closing the door, Lingling began to tell Lanpibai about the information she had just received.

"Although there aren't many clues, we can still make some judgments. That monster has a strong control over its body; it's not just about being able to disguise itself, it can also mimic body shapes."

Lingling analyzed with a serious expression: "Then there's the poison, that factor..."

Despite possessing poison abilities that rendered both the Holy City and the Temple of Light powerless, his method of revenge was to personally enter the royal palace and kill the sick young master Huan.

"He could have easily poisoned the entire palace."

She narrowed her eyes and said slowly, "Either this guy has a conscience, or he's a bit dim-witted, or his poison has limitations, for example, he can only poison one person at a time."

Blue-skinned Bai nodded, but felt a little strange. He looked at Lingling and asked:

"Um, Lingling, are you sure that monster had grayish-white skin?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" Lingling asked, puzzled.

"I also saw the same grayish-white monster in Devil Valley."

After a pause, Bai Mo emphasized, "Yes, human form."

Upon hearing this, Lingling's eyelids twitched. She met his gaze, but could only see a blurry blue.

Like a blurry clue at this moment.

Only a rough outline can be seen.

"Could the grey-haired people be connected to the Red Devils?"

After muttering something to herself, Lingling immediately added, "Let's put these aside for now. We'll find that gray-haired man first."

"Alright."

Bai Mo nodded slightly.

Staying inside the mansion won't lead to anything, and you won't encounter any mission objectives.

The two decided to go out for a walk, scout out the area, and see if there was anything unusual.

Because of his somewhat unusual appearance, Lan Pibai always went out fully armed.

He dressed himself up as if he were about to rob a bank.

"If I had known this was how the mission would turn out, I would have dragged Sister Yu Mian into it too."

Lingling said as she led the fully armed Blue-skinned White-Clad Warrior outside.

"Yu Mian is busy with the seawall defenses and might not have time. But this is a small matter, and even without Yu Mian, it shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?" Bai Mo said.

"Of course, but what is there to be wary of regarding the Shanghai seawall?"

Lingling was a little puzzled. It would be more accurate to say that relying on the seawall was a way to defend against sea monsters.

It's impossible for Bai Mo to slip up and say something like that.

"I don't know, and I didn't ask for details."

Bai Mo shook his head, but he had some guesses in his mind.

"Hmm, when we go out later, go and get the CCTV footage from the clothing store at No. 187, East Third Floor. I'll go to North Sixth Street to check the CCTV footage from the shoe store at No. 233."

Just as Lingling finished speaking, a soft, charming voice interrupted.

"So you're the people Butler Wang mentioned yesterday, the ones who just received a new mission? If you're hoping to find clues by using the clothes on that imposter of my grandfather, forget it, there aren't any clues there at all."

The woman's voice carried a hint of hostility, after all, in a sense, Lingling had taken their mission. In addition, there was a certainty in her voice, as if she had already confirmed the situation that Lingling wanted to investigate.

Bai Mo and Lingling turned around and saw Wang Yueqianxun dressed in a white floral shirt and a black pencil skirt, looking every bit the sophisticated urban woman, in the side corridor.

"No clues?" Lingling frowned. "I only believe what I see."

When Mochizuki Chika saw Lingling, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"It was you, huh? Fine, if you don't believe me, I can give you a backup of the surveillance footage. But you need to do us a favor."

"What kind of help?"

Mochizuki glanced at the elusive Bai Mo, confirmed that he wasn't Mo Fan, and then ignored him.

"Go investigate a group of abandoned buildings."

Mochizuki Chika paused, then looked at Lingling. From those two brief exchanges, she had already determined who was in charge of the duo.

"We have found that the strange thing entered a large area of ​​abandoned buildings in eastern Pingju."

The area is quite large and lacks any modern equipment, making it difficult to conduct a search.

Lingling nodded slightly. "Aren't you afraid we'll beat us to it?"

"I think it's unlikely."

Mochizuki Chika said with unusual confidence.

Although hunters from various countries already knew that Lingling was a master hunter when they gathered at the Lu family's residence.

As for Mo Fan, he knew a little about Lingling from Mo Fan.

But it was precisely this understanding that made her feel it was even more impossible.

A young girl with no cultivation, yet skilled in all sorts of electronic information-related things.

How could they possibly find that strange thing first in an abandoned building complex where there wasn't a single electronic surveillance camera?

Moreover, she provided the clues, but she didn't reveal the specifics.

If it is found during the investigation, that thing will definitely make a sound and cause a conflict between Lingling and the other person.

That thing rampaged away from the heavily guarded Wang family compound; its strength was not something an ordinary person could handle.

Mochizuki glanced at the blue-skinned white man who was hiding his face.

He felt that this person might be difficult to deal with.

If Bai Mo knew what she was thinking right now, he would definitely give her a thumbs up.

Blue-skinned whites really have no way to deal with gray-skinned whites.

Getting back to the point, seeing how confident Mochizuki Chika was, Lingling didn't hesitate any longer and said directly:

"In that case, we agree. When will we depart?"

"Now."

The three of them walked out of the Wang family mansion together and saw Wangyue Mingjian waiting at the door.

After Mochizuki Chika explained the whole story, the four of them headed straight for their destination.

St. Goliath Castle is located in the outer city of Pingju. The developer originally wanted to create the largest Western-style residential area in East Asia.

The classical architectural complex of the Wang Family Compound on the east side of Bianpingzhou.

Unfortunately, the idea was ambitious, but unsurprisingly it ended up being a complete failure. The fortress complex, which covered almost half of the western outer city, has become a ghost town.

After learning the destination, Lingling immediately looked up the relevant information.

This place, where there is nothing at all, is a place that beggars and stray cats and dogs do not want to go.

Inevitably, some demons that have infiltrated the city will settle in this remote place.

The entire Saint Goliath Castle complex has two entrances, one for each of the two groups.

As soon as Bai Mo stepped inside, he sensed a gust of demonic wind.

"A demon?" Lingling asked.

"Ignore it, it's just a lynx."

Bai Mo shook his head.

Upon hearing this, Lingling nodded, glanced around, and finally said:

"Leave the right side to me, you go to the left side."

The entire fortress complex is distributed in a very orderly manner, and its large area makes it difficult to explore alone.

After saying that, Lingling put on the water armor and headed towards the fortress in the northeast area.

Bai Mo didn't hesitate and immediately looked to the left.

Lingling's armor has excellent sensory abilities, but his clone doesn't have any sensory abilities at all.

What can be exerted is nothing more than the mental perception of a super-level mage.

Upon entering the fortress, Bai Mo discovered that it only appeared large from the outside; inside, it was completely divided into numerous small rooms.

This makes the exploration process even more complicated.

After inspecting all the buildings in the area, Bai Mo arrived at the central square, where Lingling was already waiting.

"What did you learn?"

"No," Lingling shook her head. "I didn't even see any footprints that looked like human footprints."

"Based on my interactions with him, the gray-haired man's intelligence is probably not low. Perhaps he entered this place just to cover his tracks," Bai Mo guessed.

Lingling nodded, but wasn't worried about not finding any clues.

As a master of demon studies, she knew that things that resembled humans generally didn't like hiding in such sparsely populated areas.

The saying that true masters hide in plain sight also applies to these demons.

Lingling wasn't afraid of them hiding in the crowd; on the contrary, that would make it easier for her to find clues using electronic means.

Let's see how things go for Tsukimi and the others.

"I haven't found any clues either."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wangyue Mingjian walked over from the other side of the fortress complex.

He had just arrived when Mochizuki Chika came out after him. Facing the questioning gazes of the crowd, she did not speak, but simply shook her head.

Bai Mo and Lingling didn't hear any loud noises from their area, so they were clearly not lying.

In that case, this collaboration is now over.

The four walked out of the fortress area. Perhaps it was the video they had seen earlier that made Bai Mo and Lingling a little more cautious.

So, without prior arrangement, the two of them glanced at Mochizuki Chika and Mochizuki Meiken's arms.

Then they exchanged a glance, noticing the confusion in each other's eyes—

On Mochizuki Chika's palms, there was now a pair of gloves.

The investigator said gloves were needed, and they were indeed needed, but not really.

This made them somewhat suspicious.

"Mochizuki Chika, why are you still wearing gloves?"

Upon hearing this, Mochizuki Chika paused for a moment, then said, "Hehe, the room I just inspected was rather dirty, so I brought it along, but I haven't gone there yet."

As she spoke, she showed the gloves, indicating that they were indeed very dirty.

But as soon as she reached out, she saw Lingling and Bai Mo watching her warily, keeping their distance and adopting a fighting stance.

"You're not Mochizuki Chika!"

Lingling shouted sharply, and before she could retort, she said:

"Mochizuki Chika's Kyushu dialect isn't that standard, and she's been speaking International English all along."

Upon hearing this, Wangyue Mingjian realized where the slight unease he had felt earlier came from.

Upon seeing the Moonlit Sword's sharp, hawk-like magical light, it blocked her retreat.

Mochizuki Chika's alluring face stiffened as she forced a smile.

"Does that prove anything? How come we aren't?"

"What did you do to Qianxun?!"

Wangyue Mingjian questioned loudly. It was the first time she had spoken, so Wangyue Mingjian didn't pay much attention and didn't realize it.

But when he spoke again, Mochizuki Meiken immediately judged from the emphasis and tone of his words, as well as his behavior when questioned, that the person in front of him was definitely not Mochizuki Chika!

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a thick pillar of lightning, as thick as a millstone, scorched the air within a hundred meters around it, but the blinding lightning struck towards Mochizuki Chika's back.

Mochizuki Chizuru's figure suddenly disappeared, and the lightning pillar was directly cleaved in two by a figure. A ferocious and overwhelming aura, like that of a savage beast, suddenly fell and pressed down on the Mochizuki Sword.

The old man lightly touched the ground with his feet and transformed into a streak of light, flying backward.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lan Pibai slapped his hands on the ground, and a fifty-meter-thick water column directly smashed the ground, covering the advancing figure of "Wangyue Qianxun".

Lingling immediately donned her water armor, her feet buckling as she hurtled forward like a high-speed train, crashing into Mochizuki Chika.

Wangyue Qianxun completely ignored Lingling, and the powerful water column only made her figure pause slightly.

This guy stomped his foot hard, using the water column as a stepping stone, and suddenly rushed straight towards the Moon Gazing Sword.

The mighty column of water suddenly collapsed under this stomp, and the water flow in the direction of the stomp suddenly shot out like a high-pressure water gun.

They ran right into Lingling who was crashing into them!

"Wangyue Qianxun" seemed to have her eye on Wangyue Mingjian, and this somewhat disdainful attitude of hers angered the old man.

In particular, this guy also has the face of "Mochizuki Chika".

A magnificent and awe-inspiring aura suddenly rose from the Moon Gazing Sword, its beard and hair dancing, its hands holding it up, as if the Moon Gazing Sword had become the most devout priest, praying and reciting sacred texts.

A terrifying and unrestrained aura spread out, as if countless demons had silently descended and occupied the area within a thousand meters.

Crack!

A heavy, crisp cracking sound rang out.

Crackling sounds~~~~~~~~~~~！！

Immediately following was a dense cacophony of sounds, like a storm.

As you can see, the ground within a kilometer radius in front of the Moon Gazing Sword suddenly begins to rise, as if the earth has turned upside down. Mounds of earth, each the size of a bungalow, rise up, tearing apart the concrete ground within the kilometer radius and causing the fortresses to collapse.

It was as if some terrible demon was trying to break free of its shackles and descend upon the world.

As Mochizuki Chika approached, a huge gaping hole suddenly appeared in the half-kilometer-long, shattered ground in front of her, followed by the collapse of the fortified buildings.

Clumps of seedlings sprouted, their leaves a vibrant green, and in the blink of an eye, they grew from the thickness of an arm to the size of a bucket.

It grew from being only the length of a calf to over ten meters tall, and it continues to grow.

These plants resemble bamboo, segment by segment, with branches and leaves constantly growing out.

After growing to a height of fifty meters, the clumps of green bamboo grow together wildly and intertwine.

At this moment, countless branches and leaves intertwined, spread and merged, and actually became huge and sharp green bamboo swords.

The enormous green bamboo swords slashed down one after another towards "Wangyue Qianxun".

Boom boom boom!!!

Mochizuki Chika dodged with incredible speed, creating long, deep trenches that crisscrossed the ground. The entire abandoned building area trembled at that moment, seemingly unable to withstand the fierce attack.

Mochizuki raised her arms and forcefully blocked the last giant bamboo sword. The terrifying force caused half of her body to be embedded in the ground, like a hammered steel nail.

"Nothing's wrong?! What kind of monster are you?!"

Wangyue Mingjian looked at the guy who had withstood a sword strike without being hurt.

His clothes had long been torn apart by the brute force, making his terrifying defensive capabilities even more apparent.

At that moment, a black shadow carrying a meteor gun swept a shot at the gray-haired man.

clang!!!!

The black spear struck the gray-white skin, producing a sound like metal clashing!

Mochizuki Chika grinned, actually using one hand to hold back the giant sword above her head, while using the other hand to launch a long-range attack on Lingling.

The space suddenly shattered, and thick, narrow slits forced Lingling back, shattering the giant sword above her head.

Mochizuki Senkaku turned around and punched Mochizuki Meiken hard, sending him flying.

Then, it suddenly tilted its head back, smashing the thing that was attacking from behind its head. It then leaped several times and disappeared from the spot.

"The mark has landed on it; our mission is complete."

Lingling touched the armor and came to the side of the blue-skinned white man.

Bai Mo nodded. The gray-white people possessed a strong ability similar to elemental immunity.

This was equivalent to directly destroying the cultivation of his water clone, so he basically didn't make any moves.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough! Why don't you chase after them?"

Wang Yuemingjian, dressed in tattered clothes, approached the two men; the punch he had just received had nearly killed him.

The armor and shield magical artifacts were all shattered by the power of that attack.

He had finally calmed down when he saw the two of them chatting, which almost made him furious.

"We can't catch up. With our strength, we can't stop them."

As Lingling spoke, she pointed to the surrounding buildings, "Wang Yue Qianxun should still be in the construction area. Hopefully, there are no demons around."

Upon hearing this, Wangyue Mingjian realized what was happening and said, "You're right. I need to find Qianxun. Could you two help me?"

When the three met Mochizuki Chika, she was sitting there, looking radiant and dizzy, at the entrance of a fortress.

Fortunately, there were no homeless people around, otherwise, who knows what might have happened to her after she was skinned alive.

Back at the Wang family mansion, Lingling spoke privately with the Wang family steward, explaining what had happened that day. She also handed him a video recording of the final moments of the battle between the blue-skinned, white-robed figure and the white-robed figure.

"I already applied the tracking mark you gave me to him during the battle."

If you want to retaliate against it, you might need a more powerful mage.

Butler Wang was all smiles; he truly hadn't expected Lingling to act so quickly.

"We will verify it as quickly as possible, but the payment can be given to you in advance, Master Spirit Hunter. I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future."

Lingling accepted the Star Sea Celestial Vein that he handed over and nodded.

"If there's nothing else, we'll be going now."

"Of course, you are free to leave at any time, but I think the head of the family would like to invite you to a meal as a token of his gratitude."

"No need, I have other tasks."

Lingling refused without hesitation, returned to her room, and left with Lanpibai.

"When I get back, I'll investigate that young master Huan from the Wang family. The gray-haired people seem to care a lot about him."

As Lingling walked out of the palace, she pondered for a moment before saying:

"Mochizuki Chika's invitation seems more like a trap set up in advance by the Gray Whites, just waiting for them to enter and then replace her."

"Furthermore, that guy seems to abide by human rules, not attacking ordinary people; otherwise, any member of the Wang family could easily replace him."

Also, it's not necessary to ambush him in abandoned urban areas; some slightly secluded human settlements that are conducive to his escape can also work.

It's strange, this thing doesn't feel like something from the Red Devil.

"Let's see what Mo Fan and the others have gained first," Bai Mo said. He didn't feel that way, after all, in Demon Valley, the other team of mages was reduced to only two by that gray-white man.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered.

If Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan were to encounter the Gray-white people, they would most likely be unable to defeat them.

Will something bad happen?

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As it turns out, Bai Mo's worries were unnecessary.

Two days after they returned to the Qingtian Hunting Grounds, Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan also returned.

Mo Fan first explained his task.

"The person who made the announcement was a joint representative of the town over there. There were just some demons inside, and nothing noteworthy was encountered."

He was covered in the smell of blood after coming out of the wild, but fortunately the forest was not large and there were not many demons.

Otherwise, even if he were a high-level mage, he might not be able to wipe out all the demons in that forest in just a few days.

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo and Lingling were not surprised; it was normal not to have gained anything.

It's impossible for every task to be rigged.

They turned their attention to Zhao Manyan.

"I didn't notice anything unusual. The relief society is a non-profit organization that helps residents around the Bohai Sea relocate and provides temporary free accommodation."

Zhao Manyan scratched his head. "It's just that their organization's source of income is unclear."

"That's probably why it was included in the mission."

"Don't you know?" Mo Fan asked. "Didn't you find out? You should be good at this."

"Of course, I checked, and the final source of funding is the head of the relief organization."

Zhao Manyan narrowed his eyes, a lewd smile spreading across his face, tinged with a lingering sense of satisfaction.

"For this, I even went out of my way to seduce their president. And you know what, that president was absolutely gorgeous, with a perfect figure, especially her skin, which was like mutton fat jade, except the color was abnormal."

However, it gave me a sense of morbid beauty, which made it even more stimulating.

"Damn, how come you're messing around with women while doing missions? Fine, you can mess around, but do you have to say it out loud?" Mo Fan said sourly.

"I have more photos, do you want to see them?" Zhao Manyan raised an eyebrow at him.

Send it to me.

"Okay." Zhao Manyan subconsciously agreed, then realized something was wrong. He looked at Lingling.

"No, Lingling, you..."

"You just said that the president's skin is abnormal."

"yes."

Lingling asked, "What's wrong? Is it grayish-white? Send me a picture."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Manyan narrowed his eyes and recalled for a moment.

"Now that you mention it, it's true. But what's wrong with the color? It's perfectly healthy."

And he's not a bad person; his money comes from selling antiques—he's practically a gold mine.

Zhao Manyan's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke. Looking at Lingling and Bai Mo's serious expressions, he felt like something was wrong with him.

Could I have actually been exposed to some unknown thing?

That feeling seems no different from that of a human being, doesn't it?

Could there be some kind of illness?

Zhao Manyan dared not think any further, fearing that the more he thought about it, the sooner he would see his elderly father.

Mo Fan, however, sensed something and laughed gleefully, patting Zhao Manyan on the shoulder as he laughed.

"Hahaha. Don't worry, Lao Zhao, everything will be fine. In ancient times, Xu Xian rode a giant snake; now, Xiao Tian rides a demon. What a wonderful story!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

Zhao Manyan muttered curses under his breath as he shakily sent the photo to Lingling.

Lingling opened the photo on the computer, and Bai Mo and Mo Fan took a look.

Okay. And she's even wearing sexy lingerie. Let's talk about that fox tail, is it really necessary?

"It's that thing," Lingling glanced at it, nodded, and said without any emotional fluctuation.

"What is that? That's not a person?"

"have no idea."

Bai Mo shook his head. "Lingling and I both encountered them. We can tentatively call them black and white people. But it's certain they are demons."

After a pause, Bai Mo asked curiously:

"To be honest, I'm really curious about how you got into bed with this thing."

Upon hearing this, Lingling and Mo Fan also had strange expressions; they were curious as well.

Zhao Manyan's face turned green. He had even slept with some unknown humanoid demon.

Although it seems like nothing's wrong for now, what if something does happen?

Playing cards with a vampire will get you bitten.

That thing doesn't need gold, it needs essence and blood.

But what does this thing need? It can't kill him, can it?

"I want to go to the hospital, no, I want to go to the Pearl Holy Magic Academy. I need a full checkup."

"You can tell me first, then we can go. I can give you a VIP pass," Bai Mo said. "It won't make a difference if it's just a little while longer."

The Pearl Holy Magic Academy was founded by Qin Yue, who returned after completing her studies, and was based on the extensive white magic knowledge she acquired from Parthenon.

"All right."

Zhao Manyan looked up, tears welling in his eyes, and said without a trace of sorrow or joy:

"Actually, I don't know either. It was just the normal pickup process, and I easily took her to a hotel. Then we went inside."

"That simple?!" Mo Fan exclaimed in surprise. "Then what about the information you get from picking up girls?"

"I already said that. I asked, she said, she asked, I said, that's it."

Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless. It seemed that you two were going in the same direction.

"I just checked, and the head of the relief society has changed; it's the former deputy head now," Lingling said.

"It seems someone was discovered at the very beginning of the investigation."

Mo Fan shook his finger. "But Lao Zhao, you didn't lose out either."

"Hehe, why don't you go instead?"

"That won't do, I'm already thinking about Xia. And what if she gets sick? I've heard that some demons' germs have the ability to make a man's penis smaller."

Zhao Manyan jumped up immediately, "Damn it! I need to get checked!"

"Go ahead." Bai Mo handed him a student ID from the academy.

"Wasn't it supposed to be VIP Supreme?"

"Students are the school's VIPs."

"Alright."

Zhao Manyan left in a hurry, and Mo Fan secretly followed to see what would happen.

I've heard that some special cases are used as teaching materials in schools for practical lessons.

The treatment was performed in front of a large crowd.

He thought that given Lao Zhao's situation, that was quite possible.

That was an extremely rare instance of practical teaching.

Bai Mo didn't move; he was too lazy to go and watch.

With a casual wave of his hand, he activated the markings attached to the student ID, and a chaotic screen projection appeared on the shop window.

"boring."

Lingling glanced up, then gave her assessment, and began searching based on the clues.

The entire Double S mission consists of five parts, three of which involve gray and white people.

Clearly, gray-white people are the subject of this mission.

Although it now seems that the mission of Red Demon and Mo Fan to clear out demons is more like a smokescreen.

But this is the only clue we have right now, so Lingling has no choice but to keep investigating along this path.

She believed she could eventually find some clues, since she had nothing better to do anyway.

"Huh!"

Bai Mo's soft exclamation caught her attention. Lingling looked up. "What's wrong?"

"This mission has a follow-up."

Bai Mo handed her his phone, indicating that she should look at it herself.

The person who commissioned the entire Double S mission was changed to his alternate account, Mo Bai.

Therefore, once all five stages of the task are completed, the double-s task is automatically submitted.

At the same time his alternate account received the bounty, he also received a mission message.

Lingling looked at the information carefully—

The team under your name has been found to have completed all stages of the double S mission independently, demonstrating their competence.

There is a three-part formal task assignment with R-level task separation, issued by xxx. Do you accept it?

Upon seeing this, even Lingling's pupils constricted suddenly, and she was shocked.

Such a high-level mission is actually just a preliminary step for another mission?

A sudden thought flashed through Lingling's mind; her intuition told her that the Great Red Demon behind it all had used this chain of missions to insert her father's mission into the chain with higher authority.

Without much hesitation, she immediately clicked "yes".

[Mission accepted. Your mission is "Zombie Puppet Search," with no time limit.]

Lingling glanced at the task details below and finally understood.

The so-called zombie puppets were the gray-white people they had encountered before.

This appears to be a special kind of demon. Similar to the undead, but without their weaknesses.

It can be said that it is very similar to the flying zombies and drought demons imagined by some novelists!

The task requires finding the location or trace of any zombie puppet. There is no time limit, and it can be completed indefinitely.

It seems the person who issued the quest understood the zombie's power and didn't require it to be captured or killed.

Lingling wasn't in a hurry to do the mission, even though she knew there was a zombie puppet in Pingzhou.

She will not work again until she finds out who is behind it all.

Her gaze fell on the information page, where a new group had been added.

It appeared as soon as she accepted the mission.

Clicking through, it shows that he has already posted a message. It's a system message—

Mo Bai: Hello everyone, I am the person in charge of the seventh task.

Below are several welcome messages, each with a different nickname.

Some of the spirits knew him; he was an internationally renowned hunter.

She raised an eyebrow slightly and sent a message saying "Thank you, everyone."

And then, quite inexperienced, he gave a formal greeting.

Then he went underwater and looked at Bai Mo with a puzzled expression.

If that were all, it wouldn't seem worth the guy making such a surprised sound.

For her, however, this was a good way to find out who was behind this series of missions.

But then, Bai Mo stopped watching the exciting live stream on the chaotic projection, closed his eyes, and frowned slightly.

Looking at the thin mist surrounding him, Lingling understood that he was focusing his attention on the water.

What happened on the water clone side?

Lingling was puzzled; her intuition told her it was something about the situation over there that made Bai Mo exclaim in surprise.

After returning to Shanghai, the water clone was assigned to cultivate secret techniques.

The place was the Pearl Holy Magic Academy.

There are quite a few spiritualists here, although the number does not reach nine thousand nine hundred.

However, providing Bai Mo with this amount of Illusion Crystals over several days is still not a problem.

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The blue water spirit's color keeps changing, but no matter how it changes, it can never truly become a normal skin color.

A strange aura suddenly entered the cultivation hall, and Lan Pibai frowned as he withdrew from cultivation.

The moment they noticed the newcomer, all their attention was focused on him.

Staring at the man before him, he was surprised and frowned, saying:

"How did you get in?"

"It's not difficult. The students outside aren't as wary as you might think."

He removed his mask, revealing a gray, weathered face.

"You're not dead!"

Bai Mo recognized the gray-haired man he had met in Devil Valley, and his eyes trembled instantly.

"Why did you find this place? You know this clone of mine; the other gray-white beings told you!"

He spoke almost as if answering his own question, then suddenly looked up:

"You dare not approach my true form? Are you afraid of death?"

The gray-haired man in front of him did not answer his question immediately, but instead said with a strange expression:

"Grayish-white people? Strange yet apt name, but according to human records, people like me are called zombies."

Of course, you can also call me by my former name, Han Fei.

The water clone's eyes became more piercing, and it said calmly, "Zombie puppet, I already know."

"So, you came to me for revenge? But this is just an avatar, a transcendent power. You should go find my true self."

"I don't want to die yet, but you have the ability to kill me completely."

The zombie Han Fei smiled, his face weathered by time, and continued, "I'm not here to seek revenge, nor do I have any grudges."

"Then you come."

Before Bai Mo could finish speaking, the zombie puppet Han Fei stepped forward lightly, and then an ancient and grand Bagua diagram suddenly spun out, enveloping the entire hall.

Startled, Bai Mo subconsciously looked at the eight directions of the Bagua diagram, only to find nothingness. The entire diagram was supported by an energy similar to soul energy.

"This will prevent any detection, and I want to see this Bagua diagram. You shouldn't think of me as an enemy now."

The zombie Han Fei spoke weakly, his dark, lifeless eyes staring straight at Bai Mo.

"I'm not here with any ill intentions, I'm just warning you not to do that mission anymore, because you're helping that place."

As he spoke, he took out a dark stone box and threw it on the ground.

"Also, the Origin Stone needs to be kept safe. Just putting it in your spatial backpack will cause its special aura to leak out. It will be discovered. Of course, you can choose not to believe me if you don't want to be investigated like we were."

"What do you mean? Who exactly are you? You possess Origin Stones? What is it that's tracking you down, the Holy City?"

Bai Mo frowned deeply, firing off a barrage of questions. (End of Chapter)