Chapter 112: Heading to Qinling

"Damn, this..." The short man was so shocked that he could barely speak. To be honest, when Mo Fan brought two twin girls to a place like this, the short man initially thought he was just trying to show off.

But now, he realized he was completely wrong!

These two girls, who appeared fragile and gentle, were anything but! They were fierce, nothing soft about them at all!

The short man had been living in the ancient city for years and knew very well how terrifying a corpse general could be. Most of the undead were servant-level, but once the number of rotten corpses grew large enough, even a group of mid-level mages would be completely wiped out. And if a corpse general was disturbed, it would summon all the undead within a kilometer. No matter how many you killed, there was no way to stop the flood of thousands of undead gathering like a tidal wave.

A corpse general was already a nightmare for mid-level mages, let alone a giant corpse general that had been nourished in the land of the undead for decades!

But now, they encountered a giant corpse general, and it was killed in a single strike?

Was the corpse general weak?

No. Clearly, it was this woman who was unbelievably strong!

Though the giant corpse general was killed, there were still plenty of other undead around.

"Not good, there's a massive horde of rotten corpses heading our way. They seem to be following the orders of that corpse general!" Asharuiya's bodyguard, Ali, shouted loudly.

Hearing the shouts from Asharuiya's bodyguards, everyone else looked in the same direction.

Sure enough, they all saw it—an overwhelming number of undead, almost a thousand strong!

"We can hold out for a while. Once the sun rises, we should be safe," Asharuiya said.

As she spoke, Asharuiya glanced at Mo Fan.

Her hair was soaked from the rain, and even her black veil seemed like it was about to slide off her delicate face. One would have expected that with her face covered, no one could see her features. But at this moment, she didn't bother to hide. She casually pulled off the veil, revealing a flawless, jade-like face.

It wasn't entirely a Western face; in fact, if you didn't look closely, she didn't look too different from an Eastern woman. But her eyes were especially bright, like stars, and her long eyelashes, now wet, gave her a vulnerable yet captivating look.

Though Mo Fan had already suspected she wouldn't be plain, seeing her face clearly now made her even more mesmerizing.

"If we're going to fight side by side, shouldn't I at least know your name?" Mo Fan asked.

"Are you not worried about those two ladies beside you getting upset?" Asharuiya teased.

"So, you're refusing to tell me your name?" Mo Fan countered.

"Leaf—"

Mo Fan interrupted her, "I meant your real name."

Asharuiya was momentarily stunned, but with the undead closing in, she couldn't argue. "Asharuiya," she finally said.

She revealed her name without much hesitation. After all, it was just a name. She had a foster mother from China, which was why she adopted the local custom of using the surname "Ye."

"Nice name," Mo Fan remarked.

Since she had shared her name, Mo Fan didn't push further. In the blink of an eye, he used his Shadow powers and disappeared into the horde of undead.

"Boom, boom, boom!!" The Azure flames exploded, and in an instant, a large number of undead were obliterated.

After taking out that batch of undead, Mo Fan gathered the power of lightning. With the thunderbolts crackling around him, he unleashed a full-scale bombardment.

Under the lightning strikes, the undead quickly turned to piles of bones and fell to the ground. Against Mo Fan, who was like a magic cannon, they didn't stand a chance. In just moments, most of the undead were either dead or heavily injured.

Asharuiya watched in shock.

Mo Fan was undeniably strong—there was no doubt about that. How many young mages his age had reached such a high level?

Even Asharuiya, with all her natural talent, had only just reached the advanced level herself. And while Mo Fan hadn't cast any advanced spells yet, it was clear he had mastered constellations. Not to mention his close-combat ability was on par with hers.

With the horde of undead completely wiped out, the sky slowly began to brighten. The dim light spread over the land, and the aura of death started to dissipate.

Without the death energy, the undead panicked like fish out of water. They began to flail and dig frantically into the muddy ground, trying to escape the light.

It was clear that this was just an ordinary rainstorm.

Now that it was dawn, the undead needed to return to their graves. Even the weakest light could harm them, and without the protective aura of death, they would quickly die if they didn't retreat underground.

With the battle over, everyone felt a bit fatigued.

"Thank God…" The short man, covered in mud, was too tired to even wipe his face.

A giant corpse general and a horde of thousands of undead could have easily decimated even an elite team of mages. But they had survived, and they had faced multiple dangers on top of that. This was more than enough!

"We should find somewhere to shelter from the rain. It's freezing, and this rain could make us sick," Liu Ru suggested.

"There's nothing but plains around here. Our only option is to head to Qinling," Liu Xian said.

With no safe villages left, their only choice was indeed Qinling.

The short man understood as well. Mages were still human, and staying out here would be a death sentence.

Fortunately, he knew of a place they could shelter and signaled for everyone to follow him.

The group followed the short man toward Qinling. The Qinling mountains loomed high, their towering peaks like a massive screen rising from the ground. Finding a cave in such steep, rocky terrain would be difficult since not every creature could scale these cliffs with ease.

However, the short man led them to a cave partway up a mountainside, accessible by climbing vines and ledges.

"This is a blood beast's cave. Our team killed the beast here about a year ago, and no other monsters have moved in since," the short man said as he pushed aside the overgrown weeds at the entrance.

Mo Fan had been to Qinling before, but the cave he had used previously was long gone.

Clearly, every profession had its experts.

The short man might not have been that powerful, and his character was debatable, but his experience in the wild was undeniably impressive.

(End of Chapter)