Versatile Mage: Start by obtaining the White Tiger Pendant

Mu He opened it and saw the pitch-black [Netherworld Stone] and nodded with satisfaction. It was a treasure mixed with the undead, space and chaos elements, and could only be produced in the dark plane.

It is also the main power source for pulling the Shayuan magic circle!

"I have brought the things. If that person hadn't asked me to do so, I wouldn't have risked my life to make this trip."

Asharuya said in a serious tone: "Who are you? What is your identity? I am not interested in knowing. To me, you are all my clients. Tell that woman that you are in love from now on."

Hearing this, Mu He smiled elegantly and said, "I will convey your words to that adult. You really don't participate in our great cause."

Haha, Asharuya sneered.

Mu He looked at the other party deeply, was extremely cautious, and finally did not take any action, but retreated quietly.

Asharuya was in deep thought, not knowing what she was thinking.

With her identity and her understanding of Saran, she had already guessed that it was the Black Church, which meant that every time she delivered a Nether Stone, the ancient capital would be one step closer to destruction.

The culprit behind the tragedy is the suffering of countless people.

Although she was forced by human relations and the contract, she didn't care. She was interested in selling her "teammate" and saw who had better skills.

Little did they know that Lu Jun, who was far away, saw everything and showed an as expected expression. Ashariya was indeed closely related to the ancient capital incident.

The original novel ignored this, but he finally witnessed everything and satisfied his curiosity.

He had no comment on Asharuya's actions. Whether it was simply a shady business or forced by other things, this woman probably didn't care.

According to Lu Jun's memory, Asharuya had this kind of personality, both good and evil, unpredictable, and mysterious.

At first glance, she seemed to be on Mo Fan's side of justice, but in fact, she had her own purpose and wanted to make a profit.

Come to think of it, Asharuya and he are obviously the same kind of people.

He has a small amount of conscience. For example, while buying intelligence, he also leaked the Black Church's intelligence to Gudu, almost giving Gudu a God's perspective.

He cares a lot about family ties. For example, in the future he will run around to save the Black Dragon Emperor.

He is very selfish and is good at taking advantage of others to do favors. He would never do something like Mo Fan, who goes against the tide.

Lu Jun waited for a long time, and Asharuya was reluctant to leave either, and finally another shocking secret came to light.

A graceful woman in a white palace dress floated over from afar. She had a tall and graceful figure, charming and dignified facial features, and a holy and noble temperament.

That’s right, it’s Gone with the Wind!

At this moment, Lu Jun hadn't reacted yet. The totem bead in his arms began to vibrate violently. The black snake totem was afraid, as if it was a peak monarch.

And so on and so forth.

Lu Jun stared with wide eyes at this unique and extraordinary female ghost. Although he had never seen her before, he had guessed it.

Could it be the Queen of Nine Netherworld? !

Oh my god, big boss, Asharuya is doing a great job in business. She eats both black and white, and even doesn’t let go of demons.

That's like having three meals a day with one fish.

Lu Jun sincerely admired this woman. She was indeed the most unfathomable and shrewd woman in the original novel, the only one that Mo Fan desired but could not get.

He watched the transaction with curiosity.

Chapter 229 Parthenon Betrayer

Queen Jiuyou has charming manners, her three thousand black hair falls down, soft as a waterfall, and her white court skirt perfectly outlines her soft and graceful figure.

The woman's delicate body was covered with white gauze, which looked soft and transparent, with the flesh color faintly visible. She had a kind of melancholy and graceful temperament, and was very pitiful.

From afar, the ghostly figure formed a sharp contrast with the desolate and dead land around it.

She smiled at Asharuya, and said softly, "Little sister, thank you for your encouragement. The king has finally had hope of revival after sleeping for many years. When I rule the world again, I will not forget your contribution."

What a bunch of nonsense.

Unfortunately, Asharuya is also a fairy. She covers her mouth and smiles coquettishly, saying different things to different people.

The woman in black silk stockings smiled and said, "Sister is really generous. She sacrificed millions of dollars in the ancient capital to revive the ancient king."

"I don't expect to be made a marquis or a general after I succeed, but that thing is too important to me. Can you give it to me, sister?"

"My sister is so cunning." The Queen of Nine Netherworld's beautiful eyes were full of deep meaning: "I was thinking of leaving a spot for you and pulling you down to be a ghost, so that I can have a companion."

Then the white-clothed female ghost raised her hand, and a black crystal stone fell in front of Asharuya.

The Queen of Nine Netherworld said with regret: "I have already promised my sister, so I will give you this Dark Soul Stone."

Seeing this, Asharuya picked it up happily. She had made a lot of money from her busy work, but the item now was the one that could truly strengthen herself.

Originally, her dark contract could only summon the general-level [Nyx Knight].

The Dark Soul Stone can elevate her to the level of a monarch, and when her strength reaches that level, she will summon the sub-monarch [Dark Sword Master].

Not to mention that this thing is essentially equivalent to a top-grade dark substance, which makes her shadow system reach a powerful level.

In the distance, Lu Jun seemed to be lost in thought. Asharuya's dark magic was so superb and ever-changing that it perfectly combined the shadow and summoning systems, almost transcending the framework of magic.

It is estimated that on the one hand, it was due to the effect of the Dark Angel Holy Soul given by his adoptive father Wen Tai, and on the other hand, it was due to the huge profits made in the ancient capital.

After all, the dark magic resources here are so abundant that even the Night Thunder Dream Beast has evolved to a higher level by absorbing the huge amount of warmth.

As for Queen Jiuyou, he never imagined that the disaster of the undead was actually instigated by this woman in order to reverse the ancient royal armor and reunite the soul of the First Emperor.

Yes, if the dead kings of the eight directions were able to unite under the command of the ancient king and jointly attack the ancient capital, there must be someone who organized and planned it and they had the same goal.

Lu Jun said nothing and just watched quietly.

On the desolate grave, Asharuya and Queen Jiuyou, one black and one white, were charming and graceful, and were extremely pleasing to the eye.

They completed the transaction, each satisfied, and exchanged pleasantries.

The Queen of Nine Netherworlds smiled and said, "Sister, I will leave you here. Sha Yuan will always keep a place for you. If you get tired of living in the human world one day, come down."

After saying that, she floated away quietly. Before leaving, her eyes were smiling as she swept across the place where Lu Jun was hiding, and she chuckled like a fairy.

Then Queen Jiuyou turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared on the spot.

Discovered! Lu Jun was awed. Even with the help of Ding Yumian's main soul, he still couldn't hide from a peak spiritual monarch.

He was not afraid at all and was arrogant with the totem black snake.

Queen Jiuyou should have also sensed the presence of the black snake, and did not take action out of caution, and wanted to secretly trap Asharuya.

Just when Lu Jun felt that Asharuya had achieved her goal and was about to leave.

Suddenly, another group of people came, one old and one young.

"Why are there so many people here?"

Lu Jun almost took action to subdue Asharuya, but seeing this, he restrained himself and looked at the two of them carefully with confusion.

The old woman was dressed in a white sacrificial robe, her face was kind and gentle, but her aura revealed the decay of death.

The younger one was a big boy who looked young, about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was frail and appeared to be malnourished.

Although he is a teenager, he is shorter than his peers and looks like a child. However, he is radiant, full of holiness and health, which is incompatible with the forbidden area of ​​the undead and is very contradictory.

The most striking thing is that he has white hair with a golden, crystal-like color, and his fair skin has a glass-like texture similar to that of an elemental holy spirit. His every move is like a little sun.

"Strange." Lu Jun was puzzled: "I have no impression of these two people."

But he didn't care. The real world was huge, with many different kinds of people.

At this time, the old woman took the boy's hand, walked to Asharuya, and said respectfully: "Greetings, Her Highness the Saint."

Asharuya's aura changed, her face became cold and different from before, and she said aggressively: "You are still alive after so many years, tell me what happened back then, traitor of Parthenon!"

"Why was my father Wen Tai judged by darkness? How could the former goddess Yi Zhisha backstab her own brother Wen Tai?"

She gritted her teeth and said with murderous intent: "Otherwise, you won't even be able to die, let alone enjoy your old age."

When the hidden Lu Jun heard this, he was thoughtful. It turned out to be about the incident at the Parthenon that year, and the Son of God Wen Tai fell into the dark plane because of it.

Of course, few people knew about this later incident, and almost everyone thought Wen Tai was dead.

The elder sage smiled bitterly and whispered in International Language: "I will tell the Saint everything I know. The matter back then was very complicated. You don't need to delve into it. Otherwise, you may suffer misfortune. I just hope you can stay calm."

Asharuya said coldly: "You don't need to worry about this."

The old woman sighed and said, "The Son of God's radiance is too bright, and it has overwhelmed the entire world. There are too many people who want him dead. The names of some of them are beyond your imagination."

As the other party spoke, Asharuya's expression changed several times and she fell into deep thought.

She regained her composure and said, "Never mind, you're off."

As a result, when Asharuya was about to leave, the old sage with great cultivation stopped her, "Wait a minute, Saint."

Asharuya stopped and turned to look at the old woman with a frown.

The old sage said, "I felt guilty after that incident, so I went to the ancient capital of Kyushu to spend the rest of my life there."

"Over the years, I have helped heal those who strayed into the restricted area, and have also tried my best to suppress the undead. Today, my essence has been depleted, and I will not live long."

"I deserve it, but what I'm most worried about is this child."

The old woman stroked the boy's head and pleaded, "Your Highness, can you adopt this innocent child?"

After saying this, Asharuya looked at the boy.

The white-haired boy lowered his head cautiously and timidly.

"Huh?" She exclaimed softly, and said with interest, "At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he actually awakened his magic ahead of time, and his cultivation has reached the intermediate level."

"Such a strong aura of light, the purity is even stronger than that of the people in the Holy City."

"Yes." The old sage recalled, "I came to the ancient capital more than ten years ago and adopted this child. He is a treasure given to me by God."

"When I found him, a village had been slaughtered by the undead, including his parents, leaving only this infant child."

"What's surprising is that even though he was just a baby, he was emitting the aura of light element, which made the undead afraid to approach him. That's why he survived until I rescued him."

"After that, I raised him. The light element of this child became stronger day by day, and he awakened the light system on his own. I suspect he is a half-disaster victim."

"If Her Highness the Saint can train and protect him, he will definitely be able to help you when he grows up."

The old sage begged, and the young man was a little anxious, shaking the old woman's arm and said, "Grandma..."

Chapter 230 Captured alive

The old sage looked straight at Asharuya.

But to her disappointment, the other party refused.

Asharuya shook her head and said regretfully: "I have checked his body. It is being eroded by the light element day by day. His vitality is on the countdown just like yours."

“Unless the angels of the Holy City teach him and grant him the angel’s soul as an inheritance, he will not be able to master this light element and survive.”

After saying this, the old sage's eyes widened and he said in a trembling voice, "Is it possible that even the healing magic of the Parthenon can't help?"

"Haha, after the disappearance of the resurrection spirit, Parthenon has long been unworthy of its name. Its healing and blessing abilities have dropped significantly. Currently, it only has a few forbidden spells of the old generation."

Asharuya sneered and said, "Compared to the other seven top forces, they can be broken with just one poke."

"I didn't expect that what happened back then would cause so much damage to the temple. I deserve to die."

The old sage blamed himself and felt desperate.

"Alas." Asharuya looked at the white-haired boy with pity. A half-victim could turn into a real victim at any time. By then, his body, which had already been almost corroded, would collapse in an instant.

The second is the threat from the Holy City. Even if she wants to take it, the pressure is enormous.

Finally, she instinctively disliked the breath of light, which was the nature of the holy soul of the dark angel.

For these three reasons, plus the overall cost-effectiveness, Asharuya was too lazy to help someone who was not related to her.

The old woman still wanted to struggle, and begged: "Your Highness, can you hand it over to the Holy City?"

Asharuya almost laughed out loud, and said sarcastically: "Holy City? It doesn't matter whether you are from the Light or other disaster-stricken areas, you will be wiped out. Do you really think they are just?"

"He already doesn't meet the requirement of Chinese ancestry, not to mention the other restrictions. You're just delivering the goods to his door."

Hearing this, the old sage’s last hope was shattered, and he staggered to the ground with his hunched body.