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

Chapter 538 Among all the heroes under heaven, only you, my lord, are worthy of mention.

How about it, Bai? This world is too chaotic. The Magic Association is bloated and inefficient, and every country on the continent has its own agenda.

Internationally, this association and that organization only eat and do nothing; sirens run rampant; the Black Vatican causes chaos; the Holy City is weak and cannot even be dealt with by the Emperor of Mont Blanc; Parthenon is corrupt and weak, and is rotten to the core from top to bottom.

In this chaotic world of crisis and survival, we need a leader like Lord Su Lu to unite us and forge a new world together! Isn't this something worthy of being remembered for generations to come, something that will be sung for eternity?

Dale's gaze was intense, befitting a fervent admirer of Su Lu. He spoke in an encouraging tone:

"The Dubai Monastery is the tallest monastery in Asia and possesses some of the world's most powerful monastic influence!"

Not long ago, Lord Su Lu even took control of the Black Dragon Emperor, who had been entrenched in the Tyrant Mountain Range for a thousand years, becoming the first human mage in history to ride an imperial dragon. It can be said that he was destined by fate.

Moreover, Dubai is situated in the heart of the world, controlling Europe to the west, encompassing China to the east, separated from the ocean by the Sahara to the south, and protected from evil forces by the snow-covered lands to the north. It is the most suitable place to accumulate strength and achieve unification.

Once Asia and Europe are unified, we will control the most powerful magic force in the world. How can other countries and continental magic organizations compete with us? They will all have no choice but to submit!

Bai, you are destined to become a person of forbidden spells, with a limitless future. If we can get your help, our grand ambitions will surely achieve the greatest success.

If we were a sailboat, you would be the wind, helping us reach the shore faster.

After Bai Mo finished his impassioned speech, he was still not moved, but Dell's eyes were already red.

Bai Mo could tell that she genuinely believed this, truly wanted to join, and genuinely wanted to rebel.

Responding to Su Lu's call, let's forge a great empire?

However, Bai Mo himself was quite speechless, as he had experienced all sorts of big events.

Just a few words and he gets all worked up and acts impulsively? He's not a passionate person.

They even set up a modern version of the Longzhong Dialogue, but Su Lu isn't Liu Bei.

When people are extremely speechless, they really can't help but laugh, so Bai Mo didn't hold back at all and laughed directly.

Seeing him smile, Dale's expression brightened, thinking he had agreed, and he immediately tried to give him a hug.

Bai Mo raised his hand, signaling her to stop, and then said:

"Wait a moment."

Dell was taken aback, then saw Bai Mo look at him seriously and say in a solemn tone:

"Delna, I admire your ideals, but I have no intention of joining you."

"Why!"

"Because I don't have that kind of ambition," Bai Mo said straightforwardly.

"Hmph! If that's the case, we will investigate your theories on fusion methods to the very end!"

A man with dark reddish skin stood up, his face full of fat and his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

As the saying goes, "Invite someone to dinner and they'll be beheaded; accept their hospitality and they'll be treated like a dog."

Dale had undoubtedly revealed her purpose; she, or rather they, were after Bai Mo.

The request was simple: to make Bai Mo Su Lu's subordinate.

The first two times Bai Mo encountered people from the Dubai Temple Tower, it was both when they were trying to make friends.

This time, it's a complete commitment to registering.

If offering favors and treats don't work, they're going to resort to force.

They might not have had this opportunity otherwise, but the fusion method gave them hope.

In Su Lu's view, if such a thing that shakes the holy city had not happened, this method could only be controlled by himself.

But since it has already appeared widely, whether it is an evil or forbidden technique is entirely up to him to decide.

After all, the maintainer of this magical order, the head of one of the world's seven largest magic associations, himself had cultivated quite a few forbidden and evil arts.

Forbidden techniques are like pornography; you can't stop them.

Since it's impossible to completely ban it, we might as well use it as leverage to achieve his goal.

Bai Mo received the threat from the dark-faced man.

However, Bai Mo's reaction was unexpected by Dale and the other two.

He was not angry, nor was he indignant, nor did he utter any harsh words.

Just as calm as when I met them.

"I will cooperate with you through the procedures, but I won't be available all the time. If you need to collect detailed information or evidence, you can talk to Secretary Gu Jian first, and someone will cooperate with you."

In fact, the Intercontinental Magic Association operates much like the Inquisition did before the existence of the Starfire Network in China.

No matter who you are, arrest the suspect first, and then investigate.

Bai Mo said this to prevent them from doing anything they shouldn't.

Didn't Shao Zheng want Kyushu to have complete sovereignty and not be controlled by the Magic Association?

Bai Mo felt that now was the right time.

He mostly dismissed Dale's previous speeches as nonsense, but one thing he said was true.

The world is in chaos now.

Chaos is the source of disaster, but also the ladder to advancement.

Whether you can step onto it, and whether you can stand firmly once you're on it, depends on your own abilities.

Having relayed the statements from Shao Zheng and others through Gu Jian's secretary, Bai Mo's attitude was very firm.

After saying that, he sent a telepathic message to Gu Jian, who was standing at the door, and then teleported away.

Gu Jian walked into the reception room with a dark expression and said to Dell and the other two:

"Everyone, please proceed. I will accompany you throughout the entire process, no matter what you wish to do."

The reception room didn't actually have a door; it was just a screen used as a partition. So, Gu Jian, who was behind the door, could be said to have listened to Dale's entire speech.

He had only one feeling: arrogance, unbridled arrogance.

He was still a little scared; he was really afraid that Bai Mo would agree, of course, if Bai Mo was an ambitious person.

Dell and his two companions exchanged a gloomy glance; the situation was not as good as they had anticipated.

Do Bai Mo and Jiu Zhou really not want to merge their methods?

Their research revealed that the demons and monsters facing Kyushu were all very powerful, and this method would undoubtedly be of decisive help to them.

They didn't understand, so they could only follow the plan.

"Let's go, Federer, start the investigation. There's a saying in Kyushu: 'You won't give up until you've hit rock bottom.' I think Bai will change his mind."

"That's right, Inspector General, with us here, he'll definitely give up," said the burly Federer.

Gu Jian was also somewhat worried upon hearing this. In fact, Su Lu was very ambitious, and his subordinates were extremely strong.

He was actually somewhat worried that these people might do something that would make the situation difficult to control.

Actually, Gu Jian didn't need to worry. From the moment Bai Mo rejected Dale's offer, the Fusion Method was about to be labeled as unqualified by the Asian Magic Association.

He doesn't actually care whether it's up to standard or not. Just like I said before, can forbidden techniques really be banned?

Li Kaifeng had used forbidden techniques in a competition within the National Team, and he was only given a verbal lecture by Feng Li and others as a result.

Some things are written in formal documents, but that doesn't mean they are not formal.

Rather, it was originally meant for farting.

The reason it's included is so that this nonsense can be taken back at any time.

It's simply a matter of whether you use a scale or not.

The fusion method has been widely publicized, and the facts are unstoppable. What Bai Mo is worried about is that Feng Zhoulong will not be able to control himself.

When the Intercontinental Magic Association came down to inspect, it was stipulated that those who published theories of evil magic would be taken to the Magic Association for theoretical defense.

It's like giving someone a chance to prove themselves; if they can't, there's only one outcome.

Who is Bai Mo? He doesn't want to go; maybe no one can catch him.

But Feng Zhoulong is different; researchers are all somewhat naive.

He might actually follow the inspectors to Dubai to prove himself.

That would just lead to the same ending as the original story.

This won't do!

Therefore, the moment Bai Mo left the Oriental Pearl Tower, he began to sense Feng Zhoulong's location, and used spatial teleportation to rush over.

Feng Zhoulong's location was quite far away, so Bai Mo estimated and determined the direction and distance.

It seems to be in Xiayu, where they might be conducting some kind of experiment or research.

Just then, Da Ju had almost finished a baptism by the Earthly Holy Spring, and his cultivation level had increased significantly.

We can go and bring him back, and discuss countermeasures with Feng Zhoulong while we're at it.

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Upon arriving at Xiayu Island, they happened to see Feng Zhoulong directing the fusion of magic and military formations on the beach.

This magical experiment was much less dramatic than the one Bai Mo had witnessed last time.

However, the fusion still failed, and the magic exploded again.

"Teacher, you're here too! When are you going back to Kyushu?" Saga ran over to Bai Mo as soon as she saw him.

"A week ago, I had something to discuss with you and Lao Feng," Bai Mo said.

"What is it?" Shaka saw his unusually serious expression, and her smile faded as she became earnest.

"Let's find a quiet place to talk."

Bai Mo waved to Feng Zhoulong, indicating his presence.

The three walked slowly along the beach. When they reached a slightly higher sea cliff, Bai Mo said to the two who were becoming somewhat nervous:

"Just now, people from the Dubai Temple Tower arrived; they were a patrol team."

Upon hearing this, Shaka, who knew what the patrol team was, changed her expression, and Feng Zhoulong's brows also furrowed with gloom. The idea he had previously thought of to improve the magic array was completely forgotten.

"What do they want to do!" Shaka said in a deep voice.

"Someone reported the Fusion Method, and they've come to investigate."

"It seems there's a result?" Feng Zhoulong asked, his eyes fixed on Bai Mo with a hint of anticipation.

"No, they've only just begun, but the results are already in."

Bai Mo shook his head, looked at Feng Zhoulong, and said, word by word:

"The fusion method is likely to be considered an evil and forbidden technique."

"Why! I'm going to Dubai! I'm going to confront them! How can they prove this is forbidden magic?!"

Feng Zhoulong's eyes immediately reddened, and he said excitedly, "This is a method that will benefit all human mages and all human civilization!"

"They don't care about human civilization," Bai Mo said.

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhoulong's breathing became heavy, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Then what do they care about!?"

If they want fame, I can forgo the status of a researcher of the Dharma.

If they want the profits, I can give them all my research patents!

But listing the fusion method as a forbidden technique is unacceptable! I'm going to Dubai to argue this point!

"Old Feng, calm down. The fusion method won't become a forbidden technique. I said it, Speaker Shao Zheng said it, and Kyushu said it." Bai Mo pressed his shoulder and said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhoulong calmed down, and Shajia, who had been furious, also quieted down.

She seemed to realize something, looked at Bai Mo, opened her mouth, hugged the book in her arms, and finally closed it.

Feng Zhoulong didn't think as much as she did. He took a few deep breaths, and finally looked at Bai Mo, still saying:

"I still want to go to Dubai to prove that my theory is not an evil or forbidden technique."

Bai Mo sighed inwardly, knowing this would happen.

Should we call him stupid?

If he were foolish, those studies, including the fusion method, would never have come from him.

But any smart person, or even an ordinary person, would choose to protect themselves at this time.

Feng Zhoulong was neither an ordinary person nor a particularly intelligent one. In Bai Mo's view, he was somewhere in between—a scholar with a brilliant mind, a broad vision, and unwavering perseverance.

If he were in his previous life, he would have been a figure like Qian Xuesen or Tan Sitong.

His own convictions led him to make this decision; even if he were imprisoned, he wanted to prove himself and put his beliefs into practice.

Just like a line from a movie—

"One bowl is one bowl, and two bowls are two bowls. I ate one bowl of noodles, why should I pay for two?"

For these kinds of people, their own beliefs are more precious than life itself.

Therefore, Bai Mo did not stop him anymore, but said:

"Okay, but I'll go with you."

Feng Zhoulong glanced at Bai Mo with surprise. From the very beginning, when fusion magic was still in the research stage, he had been constantly preparing himself for the worst.

He had assumed that Bai Mo would still try to stop him.

You can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep. For Su Lu and others, whether Feng Zhoulong's theory is legitimate or not is completely unimportant.

Bai Mo just wanted Lao Feng to understand that persistence is fine, but it needs to be used in the right way.

He did not have a clear understanding of the Asian Magic Association.

Authority does not equate to integrity, honesty, or wisdom.

Therefore, Lao Feng needs to go and take a look.

"Teacher, how can you do this!" Shaka immediately reminded her.

"Don't worry." Bai Mo gestured for Sha Jia to calm down, then looked at Feng Zhoulong.

"You can go, but only as a clone."

"A clone?" Feng Zhoulong asked, puzzled. "Where would I get a clone?"

"Don't worry, it'll be ready soon."

As Bai Mo spoke, a layer of sapphire blue light shone from his body under the gaze of Sha Jia and Feng Zhoulong.

The dense water light became increasingly condensed, flying out of Bai Mo's body and falling beside him to form a three-meter-square water mirror.

The water mirror was facing Feng Zhoulong. The smooth, flat water mirror contained nothing but Feng Zhoulong's reflection.

"Relax your mind and don't resist!"

Bai Mo shouted, and the water mirror instantly brightened, its rich sapphire blue light shining out and permeating Feng Zhoulong's entire body.

The whole process lasted three minutes. When the light disappeared, there was no reflection left in the water mirror.

But outside the water mirror, there is a water clone of Feng Zhoulong.

As Bai Mo placed one hand on his clone, the entire water clone began to change, gaining color and transforming into Feng Zhoulong's current form.

"This is."

Feng Zhoulong stared in astonishment at the almost identical version of himself before him, feeling as if he were looking directly into his own eyes.

However, the version of myself in front of me seemed too weak, as if the slightest bump would shatter me.

"This is a mirror image created by my transcendent power; it can replicate your image."

However, this image can only house a portion of your consciousness; you can control its actions, but it will shatter if struck by more than a basic level of magic.

Bai Mo explained that it was precisely because he had come up with this that he changed his mind.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to ask someone as talented as Feng Zhoulong to reason with bandits in their den.

"W-Won't the signal be bad?" Feng Zhoulong looked at his water shadow clone with a research-like gaze.

"No, it's attached to a part of your consciousness. You can control what it says."

"It really works!" said the clone Feng.

Shaka was also pleasantly surprised, "In that case, Master Feng won't have to take any risks."

Bai Mo nodded with a smile, indicating that the current situation was not as bad as in the original story.

The patrol team and the Asian Magic Association's dirty water will definitely arrive.

He wasn't going to Dubai for a passionate showdown with Su Lu, nor was it anything like that.

His main purpose was to see what kind of trouble that guy surnamed Su could cause, and also to make Old Feng give up on that idea, at least during Su Lu's tenure.

As for Su Lu, Bai Mo actually hoped that he and the Holy City would fight like dogs.

I wonder if this ambitious person dares to do it.

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Dale and his patrol team moved very quickly, perhaps to put some pressure on Bai Mo.

Within two days, the summons was delivered to Feng Zhoulong and Bai Mo.

Bai Mo glanced at Leng Qing, who had come all the way to Xiayu, and said to Feng Zhoulong and Shajia:

"Let's go, let's go to Dubai and broaden our horizons."

Seeing his nonchalant demeanor, Leng Qing couldn't help but remind him, "Don't be too flashy, be careful."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely keep a low profile," Bai Mo assured him.

Upon returning to Shanghai, Bai Mo met directly with Dell and his group.

"Our previous conversation is still valid, Bai. You can contact me anytime."

Even at this moment, Dale still didn't forget to recruit Bai Mo, gesturing to his private mount on the other side:

"This is a tamed mount from the Victorian aristocracy, a dragon. It possesses the bloodline of most wyverns. Every honorary mage in the Dubai Mage Tower can possess it. Please."

With blatant recruitment and enticement, Dale completely disregarded Gu Jian and the others who were seeing him off.

Bai Mo and his two companions boarded a flying dragon without any hesitation.

It's something even a sub-dragon hasn't reached yet, so I don't know what's so rare about it.

If he's to be a dragon knight, then the dragon should at least be a beautiful dragon girl, right?

As the dragon took off, the patrolling mages, acting as escorts, headed west.

"Notify the Speaker and have those in charge of external affairs keep a close eye on Dubai's movements," Gu Jian said.

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The flying dragon can travel thousands of miles a day, much faster than an airplane, but its flight altitude is not particularly outstanding.

For example, the high mountains in Kyushu, from the Hengduan Mountains all the way to the Kunlun Mountains, are all forbidden areas where one cannot fly.

If you dare to fly, the demons will dare to feast on you.

However, flying along the ancient Silk Road would be fine, as the ancients had already figured out a safe route.

The roof of the world divides Asia; beyond the Pamir Plateau lies a vast expanse of flat land.

Mesopotamia has nurtured many people, and perhaps the reason the Asian Pagoda was chosen to be located in Dubai is because it is a relatively peaceful place.

Upon arriving in Dubai, Dale did not treat Bai Mo and his companions as if they were criminals.

Instead, they always acted as if they were courteous and respectful to scholars.

"This is the best hotel in Dubai. The three of you can make yourselves at your own pace. From this moment on, the entire hotel will be at your service."

Dale looked at Bai Mo and said, "Of course, if you don't want to stay here, you can choose anywhere you like. No one will restrict you, as long as you don't leave Dubai during this period."

"Thanks."

Okay, since the other party is so polite, Bai Mo can't keep wearing a sour face.

After saying a few words, he took Feng Zhoulong and Shajia to check in.

Upon entering the suite, Bai Mo set up a barrier to prevent eavesdropping and looked at Feng Zhoulong.

"It seems this clone is quite good. That Dale should be at the third level of the Super-Order, perhaps even at the peak. She couldn't even tell, and there are very few in the Dubai Mage Tower who could detect that something was wrong with you."

"Can't Su Lu see it either?" Shaka asked.

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter. Isn't the clone dragon also the Fengzhou dragon?" Bai Mo joked.

Feng Zhoulong smiled, but his expression was very solemn, like a soldier about to go to the battlefield.

"According to procedure, those of us suspected of being creators of heretical practices need to attend seminars after arriving in Dubai to hear how others characterize the fusion practice before we can begin our self-defense. I need to prepare for that."

Bai Mo nodded, leaving Shajia to watch over things while he went out for a stroll.

On the other side, the top floor of the Dubai Temple Tower.

Dale entered Su Lu's private floor, bowed, and said in a deep voice:

"My lord, Bai Mo and Feng Zhoulong have been brought back."

"What was his attitude?"

"He still refuses our offer of recruitment. I have followed your instructions the whole way, and my words and actions have always met the standards of Kyushu in treating scholars with respect."

Dell lowered his head and told the truth.

"I need his specific attitude!" Su Lu said.

Upon hearing this, Dale tensed up and said urgently:

"He seems to look down on our ideals, thinking they're a bit naive."

Bai Mo didn't comment on their behavior, but Dale could sense it from their words and actions.

"Haha, hahaha!!"

Upon hearing this, Su Lu burst out laughing, "Childish? I think he's the childish one!"

"Since the soft approach isn't working, let's try something else. Doesn't he cherish the Fusion Method? Let's use the Forbidden Technique of Conviction and make that researcher atone for his sins with his death."

"Furthermore, seal off the entire city and prevent him from moving around freely. Only let Feng Zhoulong come to see me after he's dead. Do you really think I, Su Lu, am easy to talk to if I don't show him my claws?"

Dell's expression straightened, and he immediately replied, "Yes!"

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Just as Bai Mo was about to go to the northern city, he saw a group of mages gathered around, led by the big black guy from Dale's patrol team.

"You are suspects and cannot move around freely. Please return to the hotel," the big, dark-skinned man said in a gruff voice.

"Alright, it seems your boss has an idea."

Bai Mo shrugged. He thought that person could endure it for a day, but he couldn't even endure it for half a day.

Back at the hotel, Feng Zhoulong was taken to a seminar the next day.

Old Feng looked very serious, as if he was summarizing every game.

It was clear that Bai Mo and Sha Jia took turns accompanying him.

In fact, these seminars were entirely perfunctory, and the subsequent debates were no different.

On one occasion, a theoretical expert actually said that the writing format of the Fusion Method was not standardized enough and did not follow the international standards for publishing magical theories.

Bai Mo, who was standing nearby at the time, laughed upon hearing this.

However, Feng Zhoulong still took notes very seriously.

The seminar lasted for two days, and on the third day, it was Feng Zhoulong's turn to defend himself.

All the theoretical researchers at the Dubai Tower will be there.

However, Bai Mo and Sha Jia cannot participate.

"Teacher, what will happen to Master Feng?" Shaka asked with some worry.

"Die on the spot, or wait a while before you die."

A mocking smile appeared on Bai Mo's face as he turned on the television in the suite.

"You'll see when you watch it; the whole thing will be live-streamed today."

This result was not unexpected. Shaja nodded slightly, glanced at the west, and then looked at Bai Mo.

"Teacher, what did you do after that?"

"Let's see Su Lu's attitude. If he makes a move, I'll give him a big gift. If he doesn't make a move, I'll still give him a big gift."

"What happened next? Was the method of unifying Kyushu no longer promoted?"

"Why not promote it?" Bai Mo looked into her eyes. "What the Asian Mage Tower says is only useful if we listen to it; otherwise, it's just a drop in the ocean."

Just then, the live broadcast on television began.

First, the host went on stage and talked about the key points of the broadcast, and then introduced the judges.

As expected, Su Lu did not come.

Finally, the camera focused on Feng Zhoulong, both on the podium and the camera itself.

He first introduced himself, and then began to explain the criticisms of his theories that he had received from the meetings he had attended over the past two days.

"There are some points I agree with, and I will provide my own explanations and theories later. There are also points I disagree with, and I even think that someone who criticizes a magic theory from this perspective may not be a theoretical researcher at all, nor has he published any works."

As soon as he finished speaking, several listeners became enraged, and some of them laughed loudly in hushed tones.

After Feng Zhoulong and the others calmed down, he continued speaking. He did not immediately defend himself. To Bai Mo's surprise, this guy explained his theory of fusion method on the spot and even gave a personal demonstration.

Who said this guy is pedantic? He's pretty adaptable!

The first shot of the integration method was fired internationally.

Then came Feng Zhoulong's rebuttal.

However, after he finished making a point, a judge would object.

At the end of the process, no one acknowledged that his self-defense was correct.

Feng Zhoulong's aura suddenly weakened considerably, but when the chief judge announced that the Fusion Technique would be listed as a forbidden technique and that Feng Zhoulong would be arrested.

His imposing manner returned, and he calmly waited for people to take him away.

By the time the live stream ended, the sky had turned completely dark, and night had enveloped the city.

Bai Mo went to the balcony, where the hotel's top floor offered a panoramic view of most of Dubai.

"Tell me, how many people in this city are secretly practicing forbidden techniques right now?"

"I don't know," Shaka shook her head.

"I think most of them are still there, including the members of the Dubai Temple Tower."

Bai Mo turned and went into the house, then said:

"Saga, the area around the hotel has been sealed off. We need to get ready."

"Um?"

"Just now, Feng Zhoulong's clone shattered."

Two voices rang out simultaneously, and the clone Bai stepped out of Bai Mo's body, the two speaking in unison.

"Let's see what happens at the Dubai Tower tomorrow. If nothing happens..."

"My clone will remain here as a gift to them; as for us, it's time to leave."

If Su Lu doesn't make any moves tomorrow, it proves that he's planning something big and is currently weaving a tight net.

Bai Mo couldn't possibly be so stupid as to sit here and wait for him to finish writing.

Even if that net can't necessarily trap me.

And if Su Lu is going to do something tomorrow, he can see if there's an opportunity to get close enough for a big one.

Consider it revenge for Lao Feng's clone, and also a way to show my attitude.

The next day, shortly after breakfast, there was a knock on the door.

Bai Mo hid himself, leaving his clone in the living room, while Shaka went to open the door.

Dale walked in, a faint smile on his face, and said:

"Bai Mo, our Lord Su Lu wants to talk to you. If you are willing to join, not only can Feng Zhoulong be released and the fusion method be restored, but his name can also be cleared."

"It's not too late now."

The clone Bai stood up from the sofa and patted his sleeves.

"Let's go, I'd rather hear what Su Lu has to say."

The Burj Khalifa in Dubai is quite magnificent; from a distance, it looks like a city in the sky.

He couldn't understand why the Magic Association always preferred to stay in such towering buildings.

The top floor where Su Lu is located is always clear, just like the sky in Dubai, which is always blue.

Even when it rains, the area around the Mage Tower remains clear.

It rained today, making Bai Mo's clone feel exceptionally comfortable.

Upon entering the top floor, Bai Mo squinted. The ornate decorations and bright lights made the space somewhat dazzling.

This is a conference room, and Su Lu is the only person sitting there. In front of him is a pot of tea with wisps of white steam rising from it.

"You're here, please have a seat."

Su Lu raised an eyebrow and glanced at Bai Mo, who had just entered. She picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea into the teacup on the seat opposite him.

He seemed to be having a casual, conversational conversation, and was very approachable.

Bai Mo remained calm and composed, walked over and sat down, picked up the cup, and took a sip.

He thought to himself: It seems he can't see through it.

Su Lu's eyes revealed just the right amount of appreciation, and she asked in the Kyushu dialect:

"How's this tea?"

"It has a lingering fragrance, a sweet and refreshing taste, and a long-lasting aftertaste; it is a fine tea."

Bai Mo put down his cup and spoke slowly.

He does like drinking tea, but it's just a habit. He doesn't actually know how to appreciate tea at all, and the above comments are all nonsense.

However, this tea has an unusual flavor.

Su Lu smiled and picked up her teacup to take a sip.

"This tea comes from the most treacherous southwestern mountains of your Kyushu, and this tea water is taken from the sacred healing spring within the Parthenon."

"Using jade as the teapot and the earth's yang fire as the power source, it's naturally an excellent pot of tea. But most importantly, it's me, who embodies all four of these elements!"

Su Lu put down her teacup and turned her gaze to Bai Mo.

"Without the four treasures, there would be no pot of tea; but without me, there would be no fine tea either. Just like this Dubai Monastery, it gathers talents from all over the world, but only I can command them. Bai Mo, what do you think?"

"Actually, I don't really know how to appreciate tea. Whether it's three mao a tael or three jin a tael, it's all the same," Bai Mo said nonchalantly.

Su Lu's face stiffened, and her gaze toward Bai Mo sharpened.

"I've investigated you; you're not someone who's content with mediocrity."

Bai Mo: ? ? ?

"From the beginning, you rarely accepted family investments, which freed you from many constraints. But you always cultivated good relationships with other families, especially within the government. Several European aristocratic families, including Victoria, had good relations with you because of your connections."

"Your talent is outstanding, and your luck is even better. Despite not having many family connections, you were successfully chosen by Shao Zheng and became the top figure in Xinghuo.com, which he helped to build up."

I know why he created this organization, and he even entrusted you with the task of finding the totem.

You possess numerous totems and enjoy the support of the vast majority of the people; you have already mastered the faith of Kyushu.

Moreover, you have control of the Starfire Network, which covers the entire Kyushu region and is an organization that can replace the Kyushu Magic Association at any time.

Although you offended two powerful domestic families, you befriended many more. Furthermore, through the Spark Network, you gained control of the Northwest region, the lifeline of Kyushu!

Bai Mo, Shao Zheng often focuses too much on long-term interests, but you are different. He is not good at doing things forcefully, but you are different. In just a few years, as long as he steps down, you will naturally become the number one person in Kyushu!

You're only in your twenties, yet you've already taken control of a force much earlier than I have.

The world is in chaos, Europe is at odds, Parthenon is corrupt, and the Holy City is full of good-for-nothings who have been immersed in their past glories for too long!

The Temple of Liberty in the Americas is fraught with hidden dangers, and South America is even less of a threat. Looking at the whole world, you are my only rival!

You can fool others, but you can't fool my eyes!

Bai Mo: ! ! ?

What?! What?!

When did I become an ambitious person, and secretly become the second-in-command of Kyushu in Su Lu's words?

We were just one step away from becoming the ruler of East Asia?

So it turns out I've been playing a much bigger game all along!

Bai Mo gasped, staring at Su Lu in shock.

What a discerning and insightful Speaker Su Lu! What a hero of the world! Only you and Lu Er are worthy of the title!

"You noticed that! I'm impressed!!"

Bai Mo clasped his hands together and covered his mouth with his hands to avoid revealing his speechless smile.

Su Lu smiled faintly, seemingly quite pleased with Bai Mo's shocked expression.

He raised his cup, took a small sip of tea, and spoke again:

"There are too many parasites in the world. Bai Mo, you are someone I admire. I don't want to be your enemy. If we join forces, the whole of Asia will be ours."

Not only will Feng Zhoulong be unharmed, but the fusion method that is extremely useful to you will be unlocked. At that time, I will also help you ascend to the level of forbidden spells!

And you, with your totem, will help me conquer the Holy City, at which point Europe will come to us without our need. Then, with the momentum of a great victory, the Americas will be easily subdued.

Oceania's power was weak; at that time, a single email would suffice to bring them to submission. When the world is unified, whether it be the sea monsters or Antarctica, with the combined power of all the world's mages, what reason would there be for injustice?

Su Lu's tone was heavily seductive as she finished speaking passionately, then she looked deeply at Bai Mo, appearing completely sincere, and said:

"I'm already over fifty, or as you say in Kyushu, 'knowing one's destiny,' meaning I don't have many years left to live. The world is now established, and it needs you to maintain it; it's yours!"

In the future, when the scourge of demons subsides and the world is at peace and free from disasters, our names will be deeply engraved on the monument of human history!

Bai Mo realized that Su Lu, that old rascal, was after his influence in Kyushu.

And those totems.

And himself, a very talented henchman.

As for the rest, it's all nonsense.

Every ambitious person not only has ambition, but also possesses a strong personal charisma.

People like Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang, and Emperor Taizu of Song cannot help but be impressed by them just by reading history books.

Su Lu is not yet at their level, but this speech brought out his personal charm to the fullest.

Bai Mo admitted that it was very inflammatory, especially if he really had even the slightest thought of becoming king or dominating.

If his mental strength is not strong enough, or his experience is not extensive enough, he will be easily persuaded.

Seeing that he was staring at him intently, waiting for a response, Bai Mo shook his head.

"If you said these things to me, a three-year-old, maybe I would follow your lead."

Upon hearing this, Su Lu's face turned completely cold.

"I will not allow a huge threat to exist. I will either control you or destroy you! Xizhe, make your move!"

Buzzing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~! ! !

As soon as the words were spoken, ten people dressed in silver robes appeared in the meeting room. The room trembled rapidly, and a thick, intense silver light, like a starburst, spread out from ten directions, enveloping the entire meeting room!

Clearly, Su Lu knew what Bai Mo was best at and had made thorough preparations.

The entire space was sealed off immediately.

The moment the space was sealed off, a cold and aloof figure appeared in front of Bai Mo.

Xi Zhe looked down at Bai Mo from his high vantage point, his indifferent gaze tinged with jealousy.

He had overheard the entire conversation from the shadows.

Even Lord Su Lu had never paid him this much attention, which made Xi Zhe feel somewhat unbalanced.

You can see countless silver stars appearing around him, piling up in countless numbers, turning the entire room into a starry universe.

In the universe, bright stardust aggregates to form planets, and powerful gravity and spatial attrition arise within them.

"What a pity."

Bai Mo glanced at Xi Zhe, who was blocking his way, and sighed.

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ding dong~

The door was pushed open, and a bell rang. Lingling, who was behind the counter, subconsciously looked up.

He looked at the people entering the hunting lodge.

He wore coarse linen clothes, had dark skin, and a gaunt, aged appearance, unlike before. He was not carrying a bag of anything.

"Grandpa Qin, you're here to see Qin Yue, right? She's at Mingzhu Holy Magic Academy today and won't be back until tonight."

However, Qin Yue's grandfather did not respond as kindly as usual.

His figure flashed, appearing in front of the counter at a speed faster than ever before.

His face was filled with anxiety, and Lingling also saw a lot of debris and dust that seemed to have been produced by an explosion, appearing on his face and body.

Upon closer inspection of his attire, his linen clothes were found to be in many abnormal tears and filth, and his hands were covered in broken skin, exposing the grayish-white flesh.

(End of this chapter)