Mofan was born with a humble background. He was not interested in joining the World College Tournament. As such, he did not show any reaction when he learned from Dean Xiao that he was going to be a scam for the World College Tournament.
He finally realized how ridiculous it was to secure a spot for the World College Tournament, as the selection process for the World College Tournament had been going on like a raging fire!
Mofan, who was still trying to achieve a higher ranking, was suddenly given such a high honor. He did not feel happy, but he did feel a lot more worried.
However, he was someone who would take things as they came. He would focus on his cultivation, regardless of the uproar outside.
After defeating Ding Yumian, who was ranked in the top ten, he now had the chance to cultivate in the Three Step Tower for seven days every month. His Summoning Element was still at the first level, thus he did not have enough energy to feed Little Flame Belle.
Once Little Flame Belle grew stronger, would Mofan still be afraid of the people who were jealous of him and provoking him?
He could just let Little Flame Belle bite anyone who did not agree with him … he had spoiled them. Instead of focusing on their cultivation and improving themselves, they only knew how to be sharp-tongued.
Mo Fan didn't care about what was going on around him. Right now, he just wanted to stay in school and raise his cultivation.
Many people in the school were already half a step away from achieving the Advanced Level, while he had yet to reach the Advanced Level. How long would it take for him to become an Advanced Magician and master stronger Advanced Spells?
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During autumn and winter, the central region was not as cold as before. The withered grass within a hundred kilometers of the Ancient Capital covered the sky. The whole place was gray and colorless at first glance.
The Ancient Capital was gray, brown, and old copper. Some of the brightly colored towers inside the city walls were merely artificial decorations.
The city was built in four directions. The closer one was to the center of the city, the wider the roads. They were arranged around the clock tower in an orderly fashion.
The Magic Association of the Ancient Capital was located in the clock tower. Most of the places where the Magic Association was located were landmarks, or rather, the landmarks were always occupied by the Magic Association, which had the highest authority in the city. As such, the ancient clock tower with a long history was always bustling with people.
The Hunter Union was on the drum tower, which was only a thousand meters away from the clock tower where the Magic Association was located. The two towers were facing each other, like two giant eagles guarding the place …
The military forces were stationed outside the city. There were too many things that threatened this ancient Chengdu. Among them, the Tomb of the Undead, which was about to be listed as a world civilization, and the demons of Qinling Mountain had already caused this city to not have many years of peace.
It was said that regardless of whether it was inside or outside the city, as long as one dug a hundred meters into the ground, there would definitely be bones!
Bones were not frightening, because they were merely the remains of warriors. What was frightening were the creatures who had already turned into skeletons, but still yearned for this world.
These creatures often had no memories and no consciousness. They were just like wild beasts, hungry and murderous. If there were any living things in the vicinity, they would madly pounce on them.
Therefore, the Hunter's Union, the Magic Association, and the military had endless work to do every month, which was to "purify" these creatures.
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Zhang Xiaohou left Shanghai in a hurry. When he returned to the Lin Tong Army, he was immediately assigned a difficult mission to clean up the undead.
Zhang Xiaohou had been in the Central Continent for some time. Most of the time, he was in charge of patrolling, training, learning, and cultivating. Even though the army had assigned him some tasks, they were not too difficult.
Zhang Xiaohou immediately received an order when he returned. It was to carry out a rescue operation to rescue the people who were trapped in Xianchi.
The people had set off around half a month ago to investigate the restless Xianchi. On one hand, they were to observe the growth rate of the undead here, and on the other hand, they were to disperse the scattered villages around Xianchi as much as possible.
The people of this land shared the same land with the undead. Even if they were not Magicians, they still had their own ways to avoid the attacks of the undead. Some of the more ferocious tribes even relied on the land of the undead to maintain their livelihood.
It was not a rare sight in this area, and had been around for almost a thousand years. The undead were just like ordinary wild beasts to the people. As long as the method was right, even if the undead were extremely savage and would kill every living thing they stumbled into, they could still live in peace.
Not long ago, the Drifting Sand River had become restless, resulting in a strange storm. The creatures that were hibernating underground had been waking up frequently in the past month.
The awakening of something meant that there would be more killings. The Drifting Sand River was in chaos, and the Land of the Undead was no longer as peaceful as it used to be. The villages that relied on their ancient methods to survive in the cracks of the Land of the Undead were in great danger. Four villages had completely disappeared from the electronic map in just a single night.
The people of the Magic Association and the Hunter's Union were extremely concerned about the situation. They immediately sent out scouts to inform the nearby villages to evacuate as soon as they detected any restless auras or energy waves!
However, not long ago, the scouts discovered a gust of wind sweeping across the land around Xianchi. When they went to evacuate the people in the villages, they suddenly went missing.
Even though Zhang Xiaohou's mission was to rescue the villagers, the scouts had been missing for almost two months. The higher-ups basically asked Zhang Xiaohou and his crew to investigate the cause of their deaths and find their remains, so they could give the Magic Association and the Hunter's Union an explanation.
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"Seriously, sending us on a mission like this. To look for the scouts that have been missing for two months … what the hell were they doing earlier!? "cursed Wang Tong, the scout in the team.
Zhang Xiaohou's team had a total of nine people. Unlike the traditional military formations, where an officer led a squad of Battlemages, Zhang Xiaohou belonged to a special group. Normally, he would work with other outstanding officers to carry out more difficult missions. He could be considered a special force.
The team was made up of Battlemages with the rank of an officer. There were two scouts in total, responsible for scouting the path, luring the demon beasts, and causing chaos. Zhang Xiaohou was one of the scouts, and the other was Wang Tong.
Currently, Wang Tong and Zhang Xiaohou were walking at the front of the team. Wang Tong was a maniac. He had been complaining to Zhang Xiaohou since the start of the journey.
"Qin Hu is the best. He doesn't even have to move his legs when he's sitting on the Heavenly Eagle." Wang Tong raised his head and stared at a snow-white Heavenly Eagle flying high in the sky.
Qin Hu was the captain and the commander of the team. He was also a Heavenly Eagle Magician. The others had to move slowly, but he could ride the Heavenly Eagle instead.
"Stop complaining, unless you tell the higher-ups that you're quitting and accept your punishment. Otherwise, you still have to complete the mission," Zhang Xiaohou was in a better mood.
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