Mo Fan at his best – Versatile Mage

The rain lasted for three days. They stayed in that cave for a full three days. During these three days, Asha Ruiya also asked some questions about Mo Fan. Unfortunately, Mo Fan didn’t seem very cooperative. For example, when she wanted to know Mo Fan’s cultivation level, Mo Fan had no intention of telling her at all. If he told her everything she asked, wouldn’t that be a great loss of face?

“The rain has stopped, we can hit the road,” the attendant Ali returned from outside the cave and said to everyone.

“What, are you still going to Hua Village?” The Dwarf Man looked at these people.

“Mm.” Mo Fan nodded. Asha Ruiya also nodded.

“I say, you two, I know you are exceptionally strong, but I heard a long time ago that there is a S煞渊 near Hua Village. If we accidentally step into the S煞渊, hundreds of lives would be utterly lost!” The Dwarf Man said.

“Either refund the money, or lead the way. You have no choice,” Mo Fan said with a smile.

Upon hearing ‘refund the money,’ the Dwarf Man immediately shook his head in refusal. Refund the money? Impossible to refund the money in this lifetime! So, in the end, he could only continue on the journey with them.

The journey to Hua Village was unusually peaceful, and they encountered groups of undead, but they passed without incident using gray garlic. However, upon arriving at Hua Village, everyone was again baffled by the deserted village!

Entering the village, the village paths were a mess, with destroyed wooden houses, scattered haystacks everywhere, and some brown bloodstains smeared about. It was clear that this place had been attacked, but it was somewhat different from the previous village. At least the village still existed.

“Ah, I’m so thirsty. I hope this well isn’t dirty,” the Dwarf Man saw a well in the center of the village, so he immediately ran over.

Peering down, the Dwarf Man saw a pitch-black deep well. Just as he was thinking about how to draw water, a face suddenly emerged from the well, almost pressing against the Dwarf Man’s face. Both faces were startled. The Dwarf Man fell backward, and a heavy “thud” came from the well!

Everyone turned around and, seeing the Dwarf Man’s appearance, knew there was someone in the well.

After pulling the person who had fallen into the well out, the soaking wet young man saw that they were all living people and let out a huge sigh of relief.

“Are you Hong Jun?” The muscular man recognized this young man and hurried over.

“You are… Oh, you are the young sprout from the neighboring village!” Hong Jun recognized the muscular man.

“What happened to the village? Why is there no one here? Do you know where everyone from our Yang Yang Village went?” the muscular man Fang Youmiao said.

“I don’t know where the people from your village went, but I need to go down and say hello to everyone first. If they don’t come out for air soon, they’ll all suffocate,” Hong Jun said.

After this fellow from the well came up, people from their village also started appearing one by one from this small well.

Meanwhile Xiaohou got captured during these fights he learned there were two ways for the Undead to evolve. First, using the presence of death to nurture themselves, like the fermentation of alcohol, allowing their strength to grow as time went by.

Second, by merging with and devouring others!

Combining the body parts of dead corpses to their own bodies with brute force would grant them the capabilities of the corpses when they were alive to a certain degree!

The Corpse General had used Jia Xi’s head to grant itself a human’s vision. Since she had only died recently, her hatred still remained, hence she had come looking for the team as night arrived.

Ash Garlic, staying still, none of them were effective against a Corpse General consumed by strong hatred, as she could still recognize their faces within a day of her death!

“Come...stay with me! I want you all to come stay with me!” the head on the Corpse General screeched at them with terrifying hatred.

The Corpse General had the ability to command the Undead. Following the scream, the zombies within a few hundred meters away obeyed its summon, sharing the same target as the Corpse General!

The zombies too began to scream, their rotten legs that were initially dragged around like puppets suddenly received a strong burst of energy, turning them into the most savage beasts, which charged toward the humans and surrounded them...

Countless black figures were running at them. The density of the Undead in the area was high to begin with. The entire place trembled as the summoning took place. The Undead had gone totally mad. The eight soldiers that were hiding in the middle of the Undead suddenly became the freshest meat available!

“Run, quick!” yelled Qin Hu.

There was more Undead around them than previously, including a Corpse General driven by hatred. They had no chance of fighting them whatsoever...

The eight soldiers quickly fled into the distance, casting Magic continuously as they ran, summoning wild fiery fists and erupting tornadoes. Despite the bodies scattering in the air together with the splatter of blood and liquid, the zombies were still chasing them relentlessly!

“AHHHH~!”

As the group was running, no one had time to look after Lu Hongjing, whose legs no longer had any flesh.

Lu Hongjing was a Water Magician. He barely had a Water Barrier protecting him from the Undead...

However, there were simply too many crashing onto him, like rugby players stacking on top of one another as they fought for the ball. More zombies desperately tried to squeeze themselves between the gaps.

Lu Hongjing’s cries were completely blocked off. The group could only see a pile of zombies where he was. They saw parts of his flesh being thrown out from the pile, which were immediately taken away by the zombies nearby. Not a single drop of blood was left, as the zombies even fell to their knees to suck it all up.

“Don’t look back!” Shi Shaoju snapped at Zhang Xiaohou.

The greatest taboo in the Land of the Undead was turning back.

Even if their blood-related brothers had fallen, they were not allowed to turn back and rescue them. The most they could do was to simply come back and retrieve their corpses during the day, just so they would not turn into more Undead...

“There’s no such thing as rescuing in this land. The rescue team is basically the corpse retrieving team!” emphasized Shi Shaoju.

Zhang Xiaohou bit his lips and continued to run.

The zombies showed no sign of decreasing. There were always new ones blocking the path ahead.

The Undead seemed to have unlimited energy. Even those that were left a long ways behind were still chasing after them.

“I...I’ve got you... come... stay with me!”

A terrifying voice was heard. Zhang Xiaohou turned around and realized that Captain Qin Hu had somehow been left behind...

Two zombies were grabbing onto his legs. A moment later, one of the Hatchet Corpse General’s arms stabbed through his body.

The arm slowly raised into the air. Impaled by the arm, Qin Hu was lifted into the air, hanging right in front of Jia Xi’s face.

Jia Xi burst into an eerie laughter, as if she were going to tear Qin Hu apart with her own mouth.

Qin Hu turned around. The captain glanced at Zhang Xiaohou with his final breath.

His mouth was filled with blood. Despite the great pain, he was still trying to tell Zhang Xiaohou something.

“Don’t... turn... back!” Qin Hu used his remaining breath to tell Zhang Xiaohou.

The following second, Qin Hu was torn apart by Hatchet Corpse General’s three other limbs. Only the head was left in good condition, and set aside by the Corpse General.

“Damn it, damn it!”

Zhang Xiaohou lowered his head and kept on running...

His face was hurting from the wind slapping his face. Zhang Xiaohou had no idea how fast he was going. Either way, the zombies were merely puppets blocking his path.

The zombies could not stop him, even the Warrior-level Corpse General had no chance to catch him...

However, his only attack was Wind Disc. He was unable to save anyone, let alone blasting the zombies surrounding his comrades away.

He initially thought he had grown stronger, that he was able to face tougher challenges and able to save the people he wanted to save. In the end, he was still the same, so tiny that running was the only thing he could do.

It would be great if Mo Fan was here. He would simply use his strongest destructive Spells to kill all the zombies. He would find a way to eliminate even the powerful Corpse General!

Two Elements were nowhere enough to deal with the Undead.

Zhang Xiaohou had never had such a strong urge to become an Advanced Magician.

After becoming an Advanced Magician, he would have access to three Elements. He would at least have some Spells he could use to fight the zombies!

He would be able to cast the Advanced Spells, either the Eyes of the Rock Demon: Petrify, and the Wind Wings of the Wind Element would help a great deal, at least he would not be running like a coward...

“Zhang Xiaohou, don’t go that way!” yelled Shi Shaoju.

Zhang Xiaohou quickly collected his thoughts and realized that the ground in front of him was collapsing...

First, the soil loosened up. Next, the ground began to sink. It felt like the ground was hollow underneath, and as the surface began to vibrate, the thin layer suddenly collapsed, revealing a pitch-black abyss right in front of him!

There were several zombies on the ground, but as the abyss appeared, they all dropped into it.

The angled moonlight was barely shining upon the walls of the deep abyss. Half of it was visible, while the other half was completely dark. The only sound was the cries of the zombies as they fell into darkness...

Loud cries of the Undead suddenly rose in the pit, as the ground began to tremble wildly.

“What...what’s this?”

Zhang Xiaohou halted right in front of the abyss, sliding right to the edge of the pit as his speed was too high.

He glanced down in astonishment, and saw the most terrifying sight he ever saw in his life

Now that Monkey had the amnesia bug when Mo Fan finally saw him. He was left ignored and slience not even mentioning his big older brother that was planning to bore him gifts

Even if he saw a flicker of emotion in his eyes, it lasted only for an instant. And speaking of it, Zhang Xiaohou seemed to have been afflicted by the Forgetful Worm. This was a more troublesome matter. After returning to the Ancient Capital, the first thing would be to deal with Mu He’s situation. Since he was already here, he was unwilling to watch large numbers of civilians die when he had the ability to prevent it.

“You know him?” Su Xiaoluo asked excitedly, quickly turning to Mo Fan.

“Mm, I know him. I came to find him,” Mo Fan nodded, not exposing Zhang Xiaohou’s condition.

“That’s great.”

After Mo Fan roughly explained Zhang Xiaohou’s situation, Su Xiaoluo felt relieved for him. At least this way, Zhang Xiaohou wouldn’t spend the rest of his life in confusion.

The morning light was still dim, suppressed beneath a thick layer of dark clouds. A gloomy, uncertain glow spread across the village. Although the rain had stopped, the clouds remained, heavy and unmoving above the stagnant land.

“Fu Da… oh, no—Zhang Xiaohou, I thought you’d stay like this forever. Someone’s here to take you back,” Su Xiaoluo said with a bright smile.

“I’m not going,” Zhang Xiaohou replied hurriedly, as if afraid of losing something.

“How can that be? Your friend said you’re an Army soldier, and he’ll take you back for treatment. Maybe your memory can be restored,” Su Xiaoluo said.

Zhang Xiaohou understood clearly that people from the Black Vatican were hiding among them. He was afraid that bringing Mo Fan into this would only cause him trouble. After all, Mo Fan once controlled the Earth Holy Spring of Bo City, and the Black Vatican had always coveted it.

“What do you mean, going or not going? It’s already decided. While it’s still daylight, we’re heading to the Ancient Capital,” the young man who had fallen into the well earlier walked over and said firmly.

Mo Fan glanced at him. This person was indeed a member of the Black Vatican. But after a brief moment of thought, he chose not to act. Acting now would only alert them, and that wouldn’t benefit him. As for the conflict between the two villages, Mo Fan had no intention of interfering. After all, these people had helped him before.

In truth, Mo Fan wanted everyone to leave together. Unfortunately, the villagers believed they were safest staying here. They simply did not trust him, and Mo Fan had no intention of forcing them.

He wanted to save people—but that didn’t mean he would beg others to let him save them.

He wasn’t that desperate.

There was a clear division among the villagers. Some stubborn elders refused to leave, choosing instead to hide in the well and endure the crisis rather than risk stepping outside. In their eyes, leaving the village meant dying even faster.

Village Chief Xie Sang intended to migrate, so he began organizing those willing to leave. However, the number of people truly willing to go was far fewer than expected. Most chose to stay.

“The village is already like this, and you still want to stay here and wait for death?” Su Xiaoluo shouted angrily at the stubborn elders.

“Yeah, let’s go together. Staying here will only get us killed by the undead. We’ve already lost our protection,” another young man added.

“We’ve made our decision,” a middle-aged man said, sitting firmly beside the well.

“It’s at least a two- or three-day journey to the Ancient Capital. That means spending two nights outside. That’s suicide,” an older woman said.

“Zhang Xiaohou’s friend will escort us. Once we reach the outer city wall, we’ll be safe,” Su Xiaoluo continued to persuade them.

“A few young people? You think they can deal with what’s out there? We’re not leaving!”

After a long argument, some agreed to go, while others refused.

Mo Fan didn’t say anything further. Asha Ruiya also had her own matters to attend to, so they parted ways here.

As for what she was planning to do—whether she intended to meet Salan—Mo Fan neither knew nor cared. To put it bluntly, Asha Ruiya was someone who walked the line between black and white.

But those were her own affairs.

She was not an evil person.

And he had no reason to interfere.