Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

The miners were not all harmonious. Coming from different factions, they were destined to be unable to unite. For a piece of good ore, they would often fight to the death.

People die every day in the mine tunnels, and every so often you can see a skeleton scattered on the ground.

Many miners starved to death because they were robbed.

Old Liu collapsed instantly.

Lu Ye picked up his pickaxe, put his mining basket back on his back, and strode towards the exit. He didn't kill the Liu brothers, not because he was soft-hearted, but because wounded miners usually didn't survive long here.

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They had only taken a few steps when a person suddenly rushed in from the exit in a panic.

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"Get out of my way!" the man hissed, slapping Lu Ye across the face.

In that instant, Lu Ye felt a chill run through his body, because he saw a pale blue light flowing through the other person's palm.

That was the light of spiritual energy; in other words, the one who attacked him was a cultivator!

Only those who open their spiritual apertures are qualified to cultivate and are qualified to be called cultivators.

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A cultivator's spiritual power is an extremely magical force. Lu Ye once saw a cultivator from Evil Moon Valley make a move. Although it didn't have a very strong aura, the person simply shattered a piece of ore with a light palm strike. It was after witnessing that magical scene that Lu Ye made up his mind to open his own spiritual aperture and become a cultivator.

He had secretly estimated that even the cultivator with the lowest cultivation level in Evil Moon Valley could easily defeat ten of him.

Therefore, when Lu Ye realized that the person attacking him was a cultivator, he knew that he was about to be in great trouble.

In a life-or-death crisis, he abruptly stopped and leaped backward.

A numbness shot through his chest, followed by the sound of bones breaking. Lu Ye was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground.

The intense pain cleared his head considerably, and after realizing he was still alive, he immediately got up.

Huh! The cultivator who made the move was somewhat surprised. Although he hadn't used his full strength in that palm strike, but had just casually struck out, it shouldn't have been something the mine slave could withstand.

Seeing the miner's face in the dim light, he blurted out: Lu Ye?

Lu Ye was already in a position to turn and run away when he heard the voice and was extremely surprised: Manager Yang?

This cultivator surnamed Yang was a minor manager at the mine. Lu Ye often dealt with him because he had obtained the Qi and Blood Pill from him, so they were quite familiar with each other.

Manager Yang thought highly of Lu Ye, after all, it was rare to find a miner as hardworking and resilient as him.

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However, while he was optimistic about him, there were no special privileges. Until he attained enlightenment, there was an insurmountable gap between a mortal like Lu Ye and a cultivator.

After recognizing Lu Ye, Manager Yang felt relieved that he hadn't been able to kill him with one palm strike. Lu Ye had exchanged a lot of Qi and Blood Pills from him over the past year, so his physical condition was already stronger than that of ordinary mine slaves. In addition, since he had only struck casually and had no intention of killing anyone, it was not surprising that the other party was able to survive.

Across from Manager Yang, Lu Ye felt a surge of unease.

The cultivators of Evil Moon Valley generally don't care about the lives or deaths of the mine slaves. They also know that fights and brawls often occur among the mine slaves in the mines, and they basically ignore them unless they happen to witness it.

Just as Lu Ye had beaten the Liu brothers until they were bleeding from their heads and unconscious, Manager Yang slapped him on the face. In Lu Ye's eyes, this was clearly Manager Yang disciplining him.

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The website updates slowly; please download the AiYue app to read the latest chapters. Download the AiYue app for a better reading experience. Just as he was lost in thought, Manager Yang revealed a look of delighted surprise, as if meeting Lu Ye here was some good fortune. He leaned forward and grabbed Lu Ye's shoulder: "Come with me!"

633. The Pope

Yi Zhisha was surprised by only one thing: Cao Le had been killed by Salang?!

Salam has disappeared from this world!?

"What you said... is it true?" Yi Zhisha looked at Cao Le with some disbelief.

“You can come up with a reason why I lied to you,” Cao Le said with a shrug.

"So what brings you here?" Yi Zhisha didn't think Cao Le was lying to her.

Is it possible for someone who dares to confront the Holy City to deceive her, someone who has little chance in the Parthenon competition?

That's somewhat impossible...

So, what exactly Cao Le wanted to say made Yi Zhisha very curious.

Xinxia was also very curious at this moment, not understanding what Cao Le was trying to say.

As for Salang, it's all her own fault for committing so many evil deeds; even Ye Xinxia couldn't do anything about it.

"The Pope of the Black Vatican is not Xin Xia."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhisha reacted as if she had heard a hilarious joke: "Hmph, do you think I'd believe the relationship between the two of you?"

“You’re someone who was resurrected by Wen Tai’s dark power. You can be dealt with with just one resurrection spell from Xin Xia. Do you think I would need to lie to you?” Cao Le said with a smile.

"How...how did you know!?"

Izusa's resurrection wasn't due to any means she used herself. It was thanks to Wen Tai!!

Not many people know about this.

That makes sense. Otherwise, given Wen Tai's status back then, how could she have sent him to hell?

"You don't need to worry about that. The only reason I came to find you is because I don't want you to die. If you live, you can be of great help to us, for example, some of your methods."

Cao Le looked at Ye Xinxia and said with a smile, "This way, Xinxia can spend more time with me."

"You want me to be her puppet!?" Izusa asked, her eyes wide.

She could barely accept working as her father's assistant because Wen Tai was her older brother, but what about Ye Xinxia?

Why?!

She is Izusa!

Why should I work as Ye Xinxia's assistant?

"Why not?"

Just as Yi Zhisha was about to get angry, she discovered that Ye Xinxia's resurrection divine light had enveloped her!

At that moment, Inosuke was immediately terrified...

Her weakness was thus discovered...

If she were to be erased in this way, the position of goddess would directly fall into Ye Xinxia's hands.

“It’s just a matter of one person taking a turn, and besides, even when Xinxia isn’t around, the Parthenon is still under your control,” Cao Le continued.

That's true.

But how could Izusa accept that?

A little girl who was once just an ant in her eyes...

Can't accept it?

Then perish!

And it was destroyed by a resurrection spell...

In that case, she would be truly gone.

Even if her brother transforms into the Dark King, he still can't save her.

"Ye Chang groomed her to be a cardinal, and whether she admits it or not, she is the pope of the Black Vatican!" Yi Zhisha insisted on her opinion.

“The real Black Vatican Pope is indeed in your Parthenon, but not Xinxia. Of course, your guess isn’t without merit; Ye Xinxia is indeed the successor to the Black Vatican Pope, but there are some things she can’t remember right now,” Cao Le replied.

"Who is the current Pope?!" Inosa asked immediately upon hearing this.

"Which would you choose: to kill a current pope, or to wipe out the Black Vatican's top brass in one fell swoop?" Cao Le continued.

“Of course, we should annihilate them all!” Inosa immediately replied.

"Then listen to what I'm about to say."

Cao Le did not intend to kill Yi Zhisha. Apart from being somewhat ruthless, this woman was not on his kill list.

How many positives and negatives are there in the world?

In some ways, Izusa has always represented righteousness.

"Let Xinxia become a goddess, and at the same time, let her find the Pope..."

In the end, Cao Le's explanation was simply to get Yi Zhisha to give up the competition for the Goddess title.

"If it can eradicate the Black Vatican, I agree..." Yi Zhisha remained silent for a while, but finally compromised.

If she doesn't agree, she will be destroyed; if she agrees, she can watch the Black Vatican perish. It's a choice, but it also means she has no choice at all.

From the moment Cao Le revealed her situation, she was completely manipulated and controlled.

She had virtually no room for resistance...

...

Goddess Peak, Temple Mother Pavilion.

The Temple Mother Pavilion is like a paradise, far away from the intrigue and scheming among the countless women of Goddess Peak. It has no grandeur or any symbols of power, and is simple and unpretentious.

Upon entering the hall, it was empty except for the Queen Mother, who sat alone on a chair by a babbling brook.

There were no lights or candles, and the entire temple was dimly lit. Through the windows, which were over fifteen meters high, the lights of the Parthenon, which shone all night, illuminating the temple's main image.

The matriarch was wearing a black robe, and almost everyone would be wearing black today and tomorrow.

"Xinxia." The palace maid's voice rang out.

"Your Highness." Ye Xinxia gave a slight bow, offering a simple greeting.

"Why do you want to see me?" The temple's matriarch, Pamis, looked very tired, probably because of her advanced age.

"There's something I don't understand." Ye Xinxia stepped forward and discovered that the spring water flowing from beneath the emerald-colored glass steps carried a restrictive force, preventing her from getting closer.

"what's up?"

“You must be the Pope,” Xinxia continued.