Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 96 The Forgotten Insect Trap: Casting a Long Line to Catch a Big Fish

"Boss Song, your contracted beast's ability is really convenient. My old wolf doesn't have this ability."

Mo Fan helped Zhang Xiaohou up, and the female doctor Su Xiaoluo followed closely behind.

"Alright, let's go into the city first and then talk."

Don't forget, we also need to deal with the curse-type magic on the little monkey.

Song Zhong promptly stopped Mo Fan's sour remarks and steered the conversation back on track.

"Okay, Boss Song, where are we going?"

Mo Fan looked at the intricate street in front of him, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

"The Clock Tower Magic Association"

The storage artifact in Song Zhong's hand flashed, and he was already wearing a platinum-gold councilor's uniform, making him look exceptionally dashing.

The saying "Clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha" is not just a saying.

With Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo by his side, Song Zhong quickly arrived at the Clock Tower Magic Association.

"Please inform that the potentially problematic councilor, Song Zhong, requests an audience with Chairman Han Ji."

Song Zhong took out a small gold and red booklet and showed off his Supreme Mage Medal.

The two guards at the door froze, and one of them immediately raised his hand in salute.

"Greetings, Congressman. Please wait a moment while I inform Chairman Han."

Then, the male guard quickly ran to the second floor, while another male guard gave a wink to the lady in the cheongsam wearing a flowing cloud robe.

They led Song Zhong and his party of four to the VIP area next door, where they enjoyed tea and pastries while waiting.

Ten seconds later, two figures came down from the second floor.

Two people arrived, one of whom was a middle-aged man with a powerful stride, none other than Zhu Meng, the bearded, iron-headed boy.

As for the other one, his black, tower-shaped hair was dyed with white at the temples, and his strong and powerful body, deep-set eyes, and wrinkles exuded a sense of old man's ruggedness.

He is none other than Han Ji, the president of the Ancient Capital Bell Tower Magic Association!

"Councilor Song, you are truly a young man of great talent. I have long admired you."

Han Ji strode forward, and upon seeing Song Zhong, he immediately straightened his expression and greeted him.

"Congressman Zhu Meng, it's been a long time. What a coincidence that you're also in this ancient capital."

Song Zhong nodded to Han Ji, then glanced at the iron-headed boy Zhu Meng beside him.

"Ahem! May I ask what business Councilor Song has with me, Mr. Han?"

Han Ji coughed lightly, trying to ask Song Zhong the purpose of his visit.

Unfortunately, both Song Zhong and Zhu Meng hold positions that pose potential risks to their positions as councilors. While it may seem like a good thing, it is not.

When potential threats arise, councilors generally suspect that there are signs of danger in the area, which is why they often appear together, easily leading local leaders to believe that a storm is brewing.

"President Han, there are too many people here, let's talk in private for a moment."

Song Zhong glanced in the direction of Han Ji's office on the second floor, his gaze pointed.

"Councilor Song, please."

Han Ji, being an experienced and shrewd man, immediately invited everyone to his private office.

Upon arriving at Han Ji's private office, Song Zhong raised several soundproof and magical barriers, causing everyone to look solemn.

Then he got down to business.

"It's nothing serious. I just accompanied my younger brother to check on him. He's been subjected to a very evil curse."

Before Song Zhong could finish speaking, he gave Mo Fan a wink.

Mo Fan nodded knowingly and tore open the sleeves on Zhang Xiaohou's wrists!

In an instant, a black centipede-like mark appeared on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, as if it were embedded in his flesh, looking extremely ferocious.

"Forget-Me-Not!!" Han Ji exclaimed in surprise!

Zhang Xiaohou appeared to be in great pain, biting his lips until they bled.

A milky white light emanated from Han Ji's body. With a gentle push, he sent the healing fairy butterfly into Zhang Xiaohou's body, where it collided with the black poisonous centipede.

Zhang Xiaohou's skin was almost transparent, and a venomous thread, like a worm's silk, stretched from his wrist to his shoulder, then to the back of his neck, and finally disappeared into the back of his head.

"The Forget Worm is a kind of mind-based worm that devours the most important memories deep within a person's heart."

Once a person infected with the amnesia worm remembers everything, their death is imminent.

Han Ji's face was extremely grim; such a troublesome thing was extremely rare.

Zhang Xiaohou was in extreme pain; he was covered in cold sweat, and his veins looked like they were about to burst from his skin.

The centipede-like forget-me-not was threatened. After killing the healing fairy butterfly, it followed the black silk thread and crawled all the way to the back of Zhang Xiaohou's head!

"Councilor Song, you seem to have overheard some important secret."

Han Ji stared at the black centipede with a solemn expression.

"Mu He, Mu He is the Tiger-Town Grand Deacon of the Black Jueting! They're going to create a god in the ancient capital!!"

Zhang Xiaohou lived up to expectations and uttered the crucial name with great difficulty.

Song Zhong also intervened in time, interrupting Zhang Xiaohou's continued contemplation, and delivered a karate chop that plunged him into a deep coma.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Boom!!!"

Like a heavy hammer blow to the soul, it slammed viciously into Han Ji's heart. Black Jue Ting?!

A deacon-level mage from the Black Jue Ting has somehow infiltrated the ancient capital?

"Councilor Song, Councilor Zhu, this..."

Han Ji's expression was extremely solemn. The method of forgetting insects made him think a lot, after all, behind him was an entire ancient city of six dynasties.

"President Han Ji, it's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."

If what Zhang Xiaohou said is true, it is very likely that Hei Jue Ting and his gang of rats from the gutter are planning some big event in the ancient capital. We might as well play along.

"Let's play the long game and catch the big fish, then capture that Cardinal Salan."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Song Zhong subtly guided the thoughts of the crowd.

"President Han Ji, the reason I came to the ancient capital is because Judge Leng Qing and Li Tian pointed certain elements towards the ancient capital."

Zhu Meng's face was also extremely ugly, but he still stepped forward to offer advice.

"No one is allowed to spread what happened here today. I will have the Imperial Guards keep an eye on things; all the high-level mages are suspects."

Of course, Representative Song and Representative Zhu are not included.

Han Ji also knew the importance and urgency of the matter, so he immediately planted a mental imprint on everyone.

This was to sense the state of everyone, and Song Zhong and the others expressed their understanding.

Subsequently, Zhang Xiaohou was handed over to Han Ji for treatment, who was the most powerful healing mage in the entire ancient capital.

Mo Fan's expression was somewhat grave as he led the female healer Su Xiaoluo and Song Zhong directly to a street in Bocheng.

"Oh, isn't that the 'green tea' guy?"

Mo Fan is indeed heartless. One second he was worried about his childhood friend Zhang Xiaohou, and the next second he saw Mu Bai and Wang Sanpang reveal their true nature.

"Teacher Song, it's been a long time."

Mu Bai and Wang Sanpang were rather reserved, unlike Mo Fan who was more outgoing. They greeted Song Zhong.

"I've been in Bocheng for a year and a half, so I'll treat everyone to a simple meal tonight."

Looking at the future fallen angel, Mu Bai, Song Zhong knew it was time to make an investment.

Moreover, the catastrophe of the ancient capital is about to begin.

The show is about to begin, and I get a little excited just thinking about my mother-in-law, Salang-Ye Chang.

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