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

Chapter 93 I want Qingqing to hug me

Lu Bingfeng roared, enduring the excruciating pain throughout his body as he shakily began to draw star trails. He was determined to freeze Bai Mo in place first, and then teach him a lesson!

"Idiot!" Bai Mo cursed, landing on the ground and dispelling the wind spirit's possession. "Wind spirit, cripple him, don't kill him."

Seeing Bai Mo being beaten, Feng Ling, who was already furious, came out and raised a bluish-white gale. The gale turned into countless wind blades, all of which cut into Lu Bingfeng's body.

Lu Bingfeng's blood-stained clothes, which had been congealed with his own blood, instantly crumbled into powder. Bai Mo covered Lingling's eyes, while the wind continued to howl.

The tiny, sharp blades of wind sliced ​​into Lu Bingfeng's already ruptured body, but did not damage his vital points; they only brought him pain.

"Ah—!! You…stay…"

With a painful roar, Lu Bingfeng could only utter a few syllables before he could no longer bear it and fainted.

Meanwhile, the residents who were still celebrating their rescue suddenly couldn't bear to watch and began to scream and shout in shock again.

"Fengling, tie up that mountain spirit!" Bai Mo glanced at the mountain spirit he had knocked unconscious not far away and quickly gave instructions to Xiao Fengling.

He's afraid that this thing will wake up. He's not in good condition right now, and he might not be able to catch it with the help of the Wind Spirit. It's better to tie it up as soon as possible.

Upon hearing Bai Mo's command, Feng Ling waved her small hand, and the wind howled as it transformed into a rope, completely enveloping the mountain spirit.

"Mmm!"

Feng Ling flew to Bai Mo's side, signaling him to quickly restore his magical energy, as Feng Ling would protect him.

"We need to go back to the hunting lodge first. Lingling, did you take pictures of all of those?" Bai Mo said, and Feng Ling, understanding his meaning, instantly merged with him.

"It was filmed, with a military-grade recording device. Your battle was clearly visible."

Lingling nodded, glancing at Lu Bingfeng lying on the ground. This man almost ruined things for her today.

"That's good, let's go back."

Bai Mo glanced at Lu Bingfeng, who was covered in blood and unconscious on the ground, hoping that the residents who had been terrified by him would kindly come to his rescue later.

The court will come to hold him accountable.

Soon, Bai Mo and Lingling returned to the Azure Sky Hunting Grounds.

The mountain spirit, who had just been released, was then immobilized by Leng Qing, who had recently returned and was waiting there.

"Are you alright?" Leng Qing asked, glancing at Bai Mo's slightly pale face.

"My magic power is almost used up." Bai Mo blinked and spread his arms. "It's just that the ice shards are a bit cold. I need Qingqing to hug me to feel better."

Leng Qing glanced at Lingling, whose eyes were darting around, then reached out and took the recorder, watching it bit by bit.

She glanced at Bai Mo again, and seeing that he didn't seem to have any obvious injuries, she finally said, "I'll take you to the clinic next door for a check-up."

I had a comprehensive examination of my mind, soul, and body at the clinic next door. The results showed that apart from some bruises caused by the shock and a lack of magical energy that needed to be restored, there were no other injuries.

On the way back to the hunting lodge, Leng Qing suddenly stopped.

"Hey, why did you stop?"

"Hold me." Leng Qing's voice was as calm as ever.

"What?"

"Never mind then."

"What do you mean 'forget it'? It doesn't count." Bai Mo said, turning around and hugging Leng Qing beside him.

The winter clothes were still quite thick, and although Bai Mo could only vaguely feel their softness, she was surprisingly reluctant to let go of them for a moment.

After a while, Leng Qing raised her hand and pushed him away.

"It's time to go back."

"Okay, fine."

Upon entering the hunting lodge, Bai Mo was urged to meditate and recover, but he was not required to do anything else.

He went to his room on the second floor to meditate. Downstairs, after discussing the operation and the matter of finding the wind guide with his sister, Lingling glanced at Leng Qing, who was about to leave with the mountain spirit in a swift and decisive manner, and suddenly said in a sweet voice:

"Oh dear, the ice shards are freezing! I need Qingqing to hug me to feel better!"

Leng Qing paused, glanced back at Lingling, and walked away expressionlessly.

……

At the Mingzhu Mage Tower, Grand Councilor Wen Jianhua looked at the map of the coastline, thinking about the missing persons in Shanghai that he had seen a few days ago. The situation was complicated and complex. He knew that this matter needed to be handled and investigated properly, otherwise it would become a big mistake, but he just couldn't spare much energy for it.

Suddenly, his private phone rang. Wen Jianhua glanced at it and was somewhat surprised.

"Song Qiming, you old geezer, what made you think of calling me?"

"I sent you an email. Take a look; it might be helpful."

"What is it?"

"Why don't you see for yourself? Don't ask this old man about everything!"

After saying that, Song Qiming hung up the phone. Wen Jianhua's eyebrows twitched. This old guy, after being a priest for so long, has started to talk in a mystical way.

He turned on his computer and found an email from Qingtian Hunting Center in his private inbox. He clicked to view it.

Inside was a document containing experimental data about mountain spirits, and also a video about the experiment.

Wen Jianhua naturally knew about mountain spirits, and he also knew that these demons made up a significant portion of the underground human trafficking and fraud organizations in Shanghai.

Upon seeing this, Wen Jianhua immediately perked up. If Song Qiming could call him, this information might actually solve the problem of mountain spirits in Shanghai and even various cities in the south.

At the same time, pull out the radish along with the mud, and dig out those beasts wearing human skin!

After reviewing the document and watching the video, Wen Jianhua's eyes narrowed again. How could the whole thing have been done by just a little girl and a young man who looked like a student?

Why is Song Qiming so unreliable?

Wen Jianhua continued reading, his eyes narrowing. This Bai Mo's strength was decent. But what about Lu Bingfeng?

"Someone, go to the Azure Sky Hunting Grounds. Also, convene a meeting of the Pearl Council..."

He summoned the secretary-general and made arrangements. With this, Wen Jianhua didn't believe anyone would dare to openly obstruct his crackdown on these criminal gangs.

……

After meditating all night, Bai Mo opened his eyes at noon, and his magical power had finally recovered.

When I got downstairs, Lingling was typing on her computer, doing something I didn't know.

"How's it going?" Bai Mo asked, pouring himself a glass of water at the bar.

"The Inquisition and the Magic Association have already taken action; several mountain spirits have been captured and are being interrogated."

The Magic Association specifically dispatched two high-ranking mind mages; if they couldn't get any information from them, they would forcibly search the minds of those mountain spirits to find anything useful.

Lingling's expression showed a rare relaxation and joy, it seemed that overcoming a big problem and solving a major issue gave her a great sense of accomplishment and the joy of realizing her self-worth.

"Won't someone interfere?" Bai Mo took out his phone and casually asked as he looked through the Starfire Trial website for any relevant tasks.

"Although the Tribunal and the Magic Association have many incompetent members, this is a clear opportunity for them to take credit. No matter what, they will go and capture the mountain spirits."

Lingling spoke calmly, her eyes fixed on the monitors on the computer screen showing the officials capturing and searching for mountain spirits, her expression revealing eagerness.

"Let's go too. The Magic Association has just released the latest version of the Wind Finder's recipe. There's a bounty for catching one."

Bai Mo searched through all the tasks on Xinghuo.com and found that there were no tasks such as capturing the mountain spirits.

Upon hearing Lingling's words, he spoke in a voice that sounded as if he were talking to himself:

"We've accomplished something so significant, and the Magic Association hasn't given us any recognition?"

"Grandpa said that if this matter succeeds, the Grand Councilor should give you a vote for a National Guard member." Lingling knew this person would ask about this, so she immediately told him what she had heard.

Bai Mo nodded casually. Although he felt that he could make it into the National Team even without a ticket, having one was better than having none.

During the conversation, he also understood why there were no missions to capture mountain spirits on the Spark Network.

Actually, with the Wind-Seeking Guide, finding the mountain spirit isn't difficult. If even such a simple investigation can't be handled well, then what's the point of having so many magic associations and judges in Kyushu?

Seeing that Bai Mo remained silent, Lingling urged again, "Are you going to do the bounty hunting or not?!"

If she doesn't leave now, her grandfather will send her off to school.

"Where do you want to go?" Bai Mo asked.

Lingling stopped using the computer, looked up at Bai Mo, and shared her thoughts.

"Lu Bingfeng was taken away by his cousin, Lu Zhantian, the judge of Beiyushan! I saw through the surveillance that Lu Zhantian had arrested three mountain spirits near some of the Lu family's properties, and he killed each one on the spot. The others were killed by an average of one each. He seems to be angry because of his cousin's serious injury, but don't you think this is very suspicious?"

It's normal for a large family like the Lu family to have some gray-market businesses that help them with their affairs. The authorities usually turn a blind eye to such behavior. However, if they collude with evil forces, then it becomes a matter of bottom line.

Bai Mo frowned upon hearing Lingling's words. After thinking for a moment, he made a phone call to the Bai family head to inquire about some matters. Then, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded emphatically:

"Let's go then. The Lu family has quite a few properties around here."

Holding the Wind-Seeking Guide, he sped along the street with Lingling. Today, there were quite a few mages on the street behaving like Bai Mo.

The public was pretty much aware of what this behavior was all about, except that Bai Mo was with a small child.

As a result, many gazes revealed a mixture of inquiry and doubt.

Bai Mo was very patient. He walked past several of the Lu family's properties and finally saw Xunfengyin floating up next to a resort hotel.

With Lingling, the great scout, around, Bai Mo didn't bother thinking about how to find the demons hiding in this area. Instead, he turned his attention to Lingling.

"That's the security guard, he's trying to run away!"

Lingling pointed to the security guard who was originally on duty at the hotel entrance. Because of Lingling and Bai Mo's outstanding appearance and their search-for-something demeanor, it noticed the two of them instantly.

Then it saw the Wind-Seeking Guide floating in Bai Mo's palm. It had long heard that the Magic Association had a way to find them.

But Debickpa, a mountain spirit who had been hiding in Shanghai for over a decade without being discovered, was already a senior security guard at the resort hotel, and he was very confident in his disguise.

He naturally didn't believe the rumor, but upon seeing the legendary deadly wind, his face instantly changed color.

With a single leap, he landed on the waist of the more than ten-story resort hotel, and then his arm suddenly transformed into a thick vine.

It shot into the upper part of the office building on the side, and swung further away like a monkey on a swing.

"What is that?!"

"Mom, there's a sorcerer! Look!"

"TuTu, come back! That's a demon!"

The passengers gasped in surprise.

Calmly looking up, Bai Mo witnessed this scene. The color of his pupils instantly turned into a bright silver, and he directly controlled the wall fragments that had been shattered by the hard vines, using a whistling wind to break the vines.

Then, his gaze swept over the mountain spirit flying forward, and with another thought, the silver light transformed the space into a giant hand, directly grabbing the mountain spirit and giving it no chance to resist.

"Wow, what kind of magic is this? It looks amazing!"

"This guy is so handsome!"

Amid exclamations and praises, Bai Mo lifted it directly in front of him and rode away with it and Lingling on a whirlwind.

Bai Mo had already left, and some people were just waking up from their daze, still discussing what had just happened.

"Was that a demon just now?"

"Right? That security guard was actually a demon in disguise. My TuTu actually enjoys chatting with him."

A woman echoed this sentiment, and at the thought, she couldn't help but shudder. She then tightly clung to her husband's arm.

"Handsome, why don't we go back? It seems like Shanghai isn't very safe these days."

"Wife, the demon has been captured by the mage, it's safe here."

On the rooftop of an office building, Bai Mo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, whose face was no different from that of a normal person, except that he was slightly more handsome.

With a flick of her finger, she removed the wig from its head, then patted its face, revealing a pair of colored contact lenses. She pulled at its face, ripped off a piece of human skin, and exposed a delicate young face behind it.

"As expected of a mountain spirit. Tell me, what's your relationship with the Lu family?"

The mountain spirit looked at Bai Mo, then at Lingling, feeling the restraints on its body that it couldn't break free of no matter how hard it tried. Its eyes darted around, and then it made a rough, deep sound.

"Do you have a grudge against the Lu family?"

"Am I asking the question or are you asking it?!"

Feeling his calf being crushed by the power of space, the mountain spirit's face twisted, and with a low groan, he asked in a deep voice.

"If I tell you, will you let me go?"

"No, I will kill you."

"Then why should I say it?"

Bai Mo smiled and said to himself, "Do you know what happens to your kind when they're caught?"

Before the mountain spirit could ask any questions, Bai Mo continued, "After the Tribunal and the Magic Association capture them, they will also interrogate them. If they can't get any information out of them..."

"Then a mind-manipulation mage will forcibly search your minds, so whether you speak now or not is meaningless. The reason I'm asking you is simply because I want to deal with the Lu family myself."

"Furthermore, you mountain spirits are now materials for making Wind-Seeking Instruments. The Magic Association will not let you die easily. They will cut off your bones, then instruct healing mages to heal you, and then cut off your bones again to continue healing. They will kill you whenever they no longer need Wind-Seeking Instruments."

After glancing at the mountain spirit's pale face, Bai Mo calmly continued:

"So, do you want a quick death, or a miserable death?"

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After a long silence, Bai Mo's account of the mountain spirits' experiences was neither very detailed nor very vivid, but the mountain spirits were frightened.

If it lacked intelligence, if it were just an ordinary demon warrior, it would only struggle desperately and spit at the human mage before it.

No threat, no life, is more important than the blood-deep killing instinct.

But it has thoughts and intelligence, and can suppress its instincts, so it was frightened by Bai Mo's story.

After hesitating for a long time, knowing that he could not escape death no matter what, the mountain spirit finally nodded.

"I'll say it!"

I've caught a cold, everyone please keep warm.

(End of this chapter)