Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

After having a simple breakfast, the two headed towards the south gate.

Because of the sudden and widespread attack by the undead, there are still many villages outside the ancient capital. And there are people there who have not yet had time to evacuate.

There are many hunter mages here, and almost all of them are there to provide rescue.

Of course, there was no other team heading in the direction of Yangyang Village besides theirs.

After arriving here, Mo Fan called the short man. The guy was so short that finding him in the crowded area took a lot of effort.

After they gathered together, several people had already gathered around the short man.

The others seemed ordinary, but one woman in the group, wearing black stockings and a veil, drew attention...

...

136. Asha'ruya

Cao Le looked at Asha Ruya wearing a veil. Although he couldn't see how alluring her charming face was, just for that figure, wow... that ten million was well worth it!

Including the short man and his companion, the big man, there were seven people in total: six men and one woman.

After the round, everyone left the outer city wall and, following the dwarf man's guidance, the seven of them headed towards Yangyang Village.

The south side faces the Qinling Mountains. Whether you fly or drive, you're not giving the Qinling demons any face. So, if you're going south, there are basically no cars or similar vehicles; you have to walk the whole way.

...

"Beautiful lady, may I get to know you?" On the way to Yangyang Village, Cao Le shook off the short man and Mo Fan who only knew how to spy from behind, and came up to her and asked.

Her two attendants were naturally on high alert when Cao Le arrived.

However, Cao Le dismissed it with disdain.

These two rotten garlic bulbs are no match for his eyesight.

Asha Ruya turned her head and looked over. Obviously, she didn't expect Cao Le to take the initiative to chat with her.

“Of course, I really enjoy making friends,” Asha’s said.

Her voice was so beautiful, like a clear, ethereal melody drifting down from the sky. If her words were tinged with emotion, it would be even better. But perhaps it was precisely this otherworldly quality that made people's hearts itch with longing.

"..."

Mo Fan and the short man, who were following behind, were admiring the graceful waist and round buttocks in front of them when they didn't expect that Cao Le had already walked next to her.

Seeing the two chatting happily, Mo Fan complained, "Damn it, that bastard Cao, I have to tell Xin Xia!"

"Damn, what's wrong with this kid? We were all peeking together, so why is he going over there and flirting with her now?" the short man said, also dissatisfied.

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan glanced at the short man with disdain and said, "You son of a bitch, you don't have the guts to go yourself, but you won't let others go? With your personality, you still want a chance to have a friendly match? You're dreaming."

"Pah, you have the nerve to talk to me like that? Aren't you just the same?" the short man retorted angrily.

To be honest, he was actually a little envious of Cao Le's courage.

This woman is clearly of high social standing and wealth.

Moreover, judging from that figure, there must be an absolute beauty beneath that veil... In front of a woman like that, most men would probably lose all confidence, right?

Not to mention striking up a conversation; just think about it behind my back...

However, Cao Le was clearly having a pleasant conversation with the woman earlier.

Moreover, both of her attendants were dismissed and made to step back.

That's why...

He and Mo Fan missed out on their chance to see it...

"We've been chatting for so long, and I still don't know your name." All Cao Le had told her before were jokes that made her laugh without getting tired of them.

Asha'ruya seemed to enjoy hearing these things and appeared to be quite receptive to them.

"My name is Ye Meng'e."

“I’m asking for your real name,” Cao Le said again.

“If this were in my country, my name would be Asharuya.” Asharuya didn’t hide anything.

"Hmm, not a bad name."

Cao Le nodded, then said, "Then I wonder if I could see your true appearance?"

Like a simp, he fawned over her for ages, but still didn't know what she looked like. Cao Le felt he needed to take a closer look.

Asha'ruya wore a veil not because she didn't want others to see her face, but simply because she liked it. Cao Le wanted to see, and she didn't refuse.

Then she removed her veil, revealing a flawless, white face.

This wasn't a completely Western face; in fact, at first glance, it wasn't much different from an Eastern woman's. However, her eyes were exceptionally bright, like stars, and her long eyelashes were now glistening with moisture, like pear blossoms in the rain, utterly captivating...

"Gurgle~"

Cao Le was used to seeing beautiful women, so of course he wouldn't drool over them.

The person swallowing was the short man next to him.

It seems that this person saw that Asha's true form was about to be revealed, so they came to take a look.

Hearing this pathetic voice, Asha'ruya was unimpressed.

It seems that this has become commonplace.

After showing Cao Le her true appearance, she put the veil back on.

Although he didn't swallow his saliva like an idiot, he had a strange feeling that he was in love again, and this inexplicable feeling seemed to be hinting at something to Cao Le...

"It's beautiful, but it's even more beautiful when it's covered by this veil," Cao Le praised without hesitation.

She didn't react much to the praise.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. This kind of pampered girl must have been spoiled since she was little. She's heard these kinds of words countless times, so of course she doesn't care too much.

"Thank you~" Asha'ruya replied indifferently.

Then Cao Le started talking about other things, basically saying whatever came to mind, and finding something to say even when he had nothing to say. When it came to getting attention, he didn't mind being a sycophant.

Anyway, we can just ask her to give us feedback later.

Perhaps because the journey had been so boring, Asha'ruya was willing to chat with him. After all, it was really interesting.

Before they knew it, the group had walked quite a distance, and the sky was gradually darkening. In this season of long nights and short days, the sun was about to set around five o'clock.

What followed, naturally, was the undead's time of revelry.

The deathly silence before nightfall was unsettling... The group became alert as well. Fortunately, Cao Le had experience venturing out at night before, so he wasn't afraid.

It can be said that as long as it is not a dead king, he is not afraid at all, even if it is a corpse minister or a commander-level undead.

As darkness fell, the short man's companion, the burly man, pulled out a gray, garlic-shaped object from his package.

Upon hearing that there was food, and it was free, Mo Gouzi was the first to come over. Although the food looked strange, he assumed it was a local specialty and took a bite.

Then he started spitting out "Pui pui pui" as if he had eaten something extremely disgusting!

“Damn it…” The next moment, Mo Gouzi used polite language.

"This is grey garlic, used to mask the life force of the living. With it, the dead won't attack us. There's a limited supply. You just threw up one. If you don't make it through the night, you're on your own," the short man explained immediately.

Mo Fan looked like he'd rather fight the undead than eat this stuff, but the dwarf just smiled disdainfully.

Cao Le also said, "I think you should pick it up. This stuff doesn't taste good, but it will save you a lot of magic energy."

Mo Fan wanted to persist, but at that moment, one tomb after another suddenly appeared!

Then came a strange scream, "Ughh ...

Seeing this, Mo Fan quickly picked up the garlic from the ground and said in a serious tone, "Actually, I think this is also a token of your goodwill, so I'd better not waste it."

This act was very forced, and when he ate it, he looked like he was constipated.

Seeing this, Cao Le hesitated a bit. He really didn't want to experience this stomach-ruining stuff, but if he didn't eat it, he would have to fight all the way to Yangyang Village.

His magical energy is quite substantial, but it's not limitless.

In such an unprotected place, magical energy needs to be conserved. Otherwise, if danger arises, it could be fatal.

So, in the end, he ate it too...

The moment he swallowed it, he felt an overwhelming urge to curse at Mo Fan...

.....

137. Undead Restriction

The effects of grey garlic are immediate; the breath you exhale can sometimes make even the undead think you haven't brushed your teeth, and those with obsessive-compulsive disorder will give way to you.

Although it was hard to swallow, there were no undead blocking the way, which was a good thing.

After passing the horde of undead, Asha'ruya asked, "Has it always been like this here?"

The short man, that simp, was flattered and eager to please when Asha's question came.

They also recounted the events of the Sha Wang River riots... and even the so-called "supreme ruler" of the area.

Upon hearing this, Cao Le retorted: "The supreme ruler you mentioned is actually only the ruler of a region of the undead, not the ruler of all the undead."

The short man paused, then looked at Cao Le and said, "I've been here for so many years, how could I not know the situation here?"

"Don't be so unconvinced. Although the Tang Dynasty emperor was a powerful magic user, after becoming an undead, his strength might not be enough to conquer all the undead outside the ancient capital."

The Necromantic system was created by the ancient King Qin Shi Huang. Even if later rulers transformed into undead, their cultivation levels were greatly reduced. They were not qualified to transcend the realm of emperors in one fell swoop. There was even a limitation.

Even his ancestor Cao Cao was the same.

In fact, let alone emperors, some monarchs who were not strong enough in life might only be considered mid-level monarchs after they die and become spirits.

Very few can reach the level of a great monarch.

Just like the eight dead kings under the ancient king, the strongest mountain corpse also reached the level of supreme monarch because it gave up all its memories and turned into a killing machine.

But that's its limit.

But as long as the ancient king lives, it will be immortal.