Chapter 68: Returning to the Ancient Capital

After leaving the Fire department, Mo Fan didn't dwell on the events there. Instead, he returned to his apartment, planning to take a nice, relaxing shower and get a good night's sleep.

He was also thinking about visiting Hangzhou to meet Tang Yue and Xin Xia.

Over the past few days, being out in the wild with Mu Ningxue had been quite the experience. The memory of her cool, smooth skin still lingered in his mind. "Tsk! Why did I have to wake up so late that day?" he lamented.

"Damn, I really missed out big time!" Mo Fan couldn't stop reminiscing about it, knowing that chances like that probably wouldn't come again.

Not long after Mo Fan returned to his apartment, Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu also came back.

Upon seeing him, Mu Nujiao's eyes reflected some complicated emotions. She was relieved that he had survived. After all, if Mo Fan hadn't diverted Lu Nian's forces, they wouldn't have made it back safely.

Ai Tutu, on the other hand, just stared at Mo Fan, exclaiming, "Hey, Big Demon King, you really stir up trouble as soon as you return, huh? I heard you openly called the Fire department students a bunch of losers, even accusing Director Wei Rong of being a bad teacher. Honestly, it's not the same around here without you!"

Most students at Pearl Academy's main campus were well-behaved, and those who acted arrogant usually had a pretentious vibe. But Mo Fan? He was different. He didn't just cause a small scene — he kicked up a major storm. No wonder the entire school forum was buzzing about him!

"The Fire Institute is no joke compared to the Azure Campus," Mu Nujiao said seriously.

"I was expecting a hug when I got back." Mo Fan teased, shrugging.

"..."

Mu Nujiao rolled her eyes at him, clearly unimpressed.

Ai Tutu added, "Big Demon King, do you want me to pick you up when you get wrecked by them? Feels like things are gonna get rough for you."

"Would you nurse me back to health while you're at it?" Mo Fan quipped.

Ai Tutu flushed in embarrassment and started grumbling. She wasn't just there for the drama; she'd seriously thought about picking him up if needed. But this guy? He didn't even appreciate it and still had the nerve to tease her!

After that brief exchange, the two girls didn't talk to Mo Fan much more. He needed to rest.

As Mo Fan walked into his room, Mu Nujiao gave a faint smile.

"Hey, Sister Mu, you're smiling at the Demon King... you're not...?" Ai Tutu exclaimed, as if she had just made a major discovery.

"Huh?"

Mu Nujiao froze, momentarily forgetting Ai Tutu was right there.

Suddenly feeling flustered, Mu Nujiao quickly explained, "No, I'm just grateful that he saved me. Now that he's safe, I can relax."

But her explanation only made Ai Tutu look at her more suspiciously. Mu Nujiao, clearly uncomfortable with the way Ai Tutu was eyeing her, hurried off to her room to escape the awkward situation.

After a refreshing sleep, Mo Fan decided to head back to the Ancient Capital once more.

It was easier to gather spiritual essences there, and if any rare undead bones or materials dropped, he'd finally have the funds for his Star River vein upgrades. As for the pseudo-seed of the False Fiend, Mo Fan had entrusted it to Zhao Manyan, asking him to sell it when an opportunity arose.

Zhao Manyan was quite surprised that Mo Fan had something like that, but considering Mo Fan had saved his life, he knew his own life was worth much more than any item.

This time, when Mo Fan arrived at the Ancient Capital, he didn't rely on the city walls for protection. Instead, he ventured outside the city.

Night had fallen, and the flat land stretched out with nothing in sight.

Only someone as crazy as Mo Fan would roam around a place like this, tempting fate.

But if he wanted to earn some money and gather a large number of souls and spiritual essences, he had no other choice.

"Uuuhhhh..."

"Graaahhh..."

The sound of shifting earth echoed, and soon, several undead began to crawl out from beneath the soil.

As they emerged, their ghostly eyes locked onto Mo Fan.

They must have been confused. "Why is a living human wandering around here in this undead territory?"

It was almost like he was dancing on their graves!

"Woosh!"

Just as the undead prepared to attack, a ball of fire shot through the air!

The fireball landed among the undead, and the next second — BOOM! — it exploded!

A wave of bluish-green fire surged toward the decaying corpses.

BOOM! BOOM! The corpses were knocked to the ground, utterly defenseless.

"Uuuuuggh!"

"Graaahhh!"

But before Mo Fan could celebrate, more undead surged toward him, at least a hundred of them. Even for a mid-level mage, this was extremely dangerous.

If they managed to close in on him, he'd have no chance to unleash any powerful spells!

"Azure Flame!"

Yet Mo Fan remained calm as he ignited the flames around his body.

"Fiery Fist: Nine Palaces!"

With the corpses closing in, Mo Fan didn't dodge. Instead, he raised his fist.

The flames gathered at his fist, and as the undead were about to pounce, Mo Fan slammed his fist into the ground.

Instantly, the earth trembled under the energy, causing the corpses to stagger.

Rumble!

The azure light spread across the ground.

Then, from beneath Mo Fan's feet, a scorching pillar of fire erupted!

The corpses around him were instantly incinerated!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

More fire pillars burst out one by one, forming a grid pattern, wiping out hundreds of undead in a single strike.

As the smoke cleared, Mo Fan's eyes lit up — a spiritual essence had dropped. It wasn't much, just a servant-level essence, but still a valuable find.

"Shadow Escape!"

Without lingering, Mo Fan used Shadow Escape to dodge past the remaining undead.

"Blood Beast Boots!"

Using his shadow abilities to move toward the edge of the horde, Mo Fan leapt into the air, stepping on the heads of the undead as he escaped.

"Thunderbolt: Madness Dance!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Though powerful, his Level 3 Thunderbolt wasn't as destructive as the Azure flame-enhanced Fiery Fist Nine Palaces.

It only managed to take out about sixty undead.

Rooaaar!

Suddenly, a loud roar echoed in the distance.

Mo Fan saw a skeleton ox charging toward him.

Its head was that of a bull, but entirely made of sharp, white bones.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

As the skeleton ox charged at Mo Fan, a horde of skeleton soldiers began closing in as well.

"Dimensional Summon!"

Realizing he couldn't face both the bone general and the horde of undead alone, Mo Fan summoned his Flame Wolf.

The wolf let out a howl, slightly overwhelmed by the number of enemies.

"Hold off the small ones!"

"Woooaaarrr!"

With the wolf fending off the weaker enemies, Mo Fan focused on the bone general, summoning his Spirit Shield.

As he activated the shield, a brilliant blue light started to form, first outlining a diamond-shaped barrier before solidifying into a sturdy frame.

Soon, a gleaming blue shield, like finely forged metal, materialized in front of Mo Fan, embedding itself into the ground and forming a perfect defense.

BAM!

The skeleton ox smashed into the shield with full force.

(End of Chapter)

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