Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

"Mother……"

Mo Xie stared intently at the woman in the photo who was smiling at the camera. She looked even more beautiful and charming than she remembered. She was no longer weak and haggard like she had been as a child. She was radiant and seemed to be the most beautiful woman in the world.

However, the mother in my memory was more like an ordinary person, but the mother in the photo had a faint charm, really like a goddess.

What happened? Why would Mom...?

As Mo Xie's longing emotions surged, a sense of shock and horror also rose within her, astonished that her mother knew Ye Chang, and that there were two European and American siblings beside her...

Seeing Mo Xie's trembling body, Asha Ruya couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. She slowly opened her arms and hugged him, pressing her head against his chest, feeling his beating heart, and whispered something.

"Now that you've found out, I won't hide it from you anymore. I'm actually your mother's adopted daughter. Sometimes you really should call me 'sister'."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie's heart stirred. She recalled the first time they met, when the other party mentioned her long-lost younger brother. In a sense, she really was her younger brother.

"But……"

He still couldn't understand what his mother's true identity was, why his mother knew Ye Chang, and what about those two European and American siblings... A series of questions surfaced in his mind.

Asha's gaze fell on the wallpaper on her phone, her thoughts seemingly drifting back to the past. She organized her thoughts and slowly began to explain.

"You should know a little about the history of the Parthenon. The only man in the photo is the Holy Son Wen Tai from more than ten years ago, and the woman next to him is his sister Yi Zhi Sha. Your mother is Wen Tai's adopted sister, and Aunt Ye is your mother's adopted sister."

My mother... is actually Wen Tai's sworn sister, and she's known Aunt Ye for a long time!
Mo Xie was shocked to hear this, never expecting that her mother had this other identity.

"Not only that, my mother was also the Great Sage of the Parthenon for a period of time. However, her power as the Great Sage was sometimes higher than that of Ventai, the Holy Son. If you ever return to the Parthenon, I'm sure your treatment will be no less than that of me, the Holy Maiden."

Upon hearing Asha's words, Mo Xie's pupils contracted as a barrage of explosive information flooded his mind, nearly causing him to crash.

Suddenly, he realized that since Asha'ruya was his mother's adopted daughter, then Aunt Ye...

Mo Xie snapped out of his reverie, looked at Asharuya who was lost in her memories, and asked.

“Asha Riya…”

"Call me sister!"

"Uh... Sister."

Upon hearing this, Asha Ruya nodded in satisfaction, gently patted Mo Xie's head with her jade-like hand, and said with a smile.

"Yes, little brother, go ahead and ask."

Mo Xie looked helpless and asked.

"I want to ask, is Aunt Ye married?"

The reason for asking such a foolish question is that Wen Tai and Ye Chang are very far apart in the photo, with two other people in between, which inevitably raises such doubts in my mind.

Upon hearing this question, Asha Ruya paused slightly, a playful smile curving her lips as she stared intently at Mo Xie.

Mo Xie felt a little uncomfortable under that strange gaze. Just as he was about to explain, he heard the other person say something.

"Aunt Ye has never gotten married. By the way, Xin Xia is also an adopted daughter of my mother, just like me, but she is taken care of by Aunt Ye."

In an instant, Mo Xie froze on the spot, a look of shock on his face. He knew that some things had changed long ago, and the source was his mother.

In this world, Wen Tai did not become husband and wife with Ye Chang, nor did he have Ye Xinxia. So why is the Parthenon soul still in her body?

Moreover, according to Asha's statement, Ye Chang was not the mastermind behind the ancient capital's catastrophe, but rather intended to prevent the catastrophe from coming. But wasn't she the Cardinal?

Aunt Ye, what are you hiding from me, or what is your secret?

Mom, what kind of being are you?

A few tiny clues surfaced in her mind, just as they were about to connect to form a memory line, but were cut off by an invisible hand, leaving no follow-up. "Alright, don't think too much. Sometimes you can come to me when you're tired. I'll always be your sister."

Asha Ruya hugged Mo Xie and gently pulled him into her arms, speaking softly.

Feeling the warmth in front of him, Mo Xie was slightly dazed for a moment, then reached out and hugged the other's slender waist, resting his chin on her delicate shoulders, and sighed softly.

"I never imagined that after all these twists and turns, you would actually become my older sister."

"Hmph, I'm your older sister, you brat."

Asha Ruya broke free from Mo Xie's embrace, took back her phone, waved at him, and said with a smile.

"I have to go now. That's all I can tell you. If you want to know more, then go ask Aunt Ye."

She called over two attendants who were waiting in the distance, and before leaving, she gave Mo Xie a mysterious smile.

You will definitely meet him.

As Mo Xie watched Asha Ruya's graceful figure depart, his thoughts remained immersed in the previous conversation, struggling to process the large amount of information contained within.

Her mother had known Aunt Ye for a long time, and even had connections with the Holy Son Wentai and the Holy Daughter Yizhisha. She even served as a Great Sage in the Parthenon for a period of time, wielding more power than the Holy Son.

However, many mysteries remain unsolved, such as the specific relationships between the mother and the others, and what Aunt Ye is trying to do.

Asha Ruya said I'm bound to meet Aunt Ye. Is that true or not? I hope so...

Mo Xie sighed helplessly. In any case, he was very happy and relieved to hear that the catastrophe in the ancient capital was not orchestrated by Aunt Ye.

But... if it's not Aunt Ye, then who is planning to take action against the ancient capital?
There's another point I don't understand: if Aunt Ye is the one trying to stop it, then who is the mastermind behind it all?

With a host of doubts swirling in his mind, Mo Xie was pondering when his peripheral vision inadvertently swept over a spot outside the village. His brows furrowed slightly, and a sharp, cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He stared in that direction for a while, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips, then stopped thinking about it and walked back into Huacun.

In a secluded spot outside Huacun, a masked man dressed in a gray-white robe noticed Mo Xie's sharp gaze fixed on him. His pupils contracted slightly, and he hid even more discreetly.

Once the gaze had completely disappeared, Mo Xie entered Hua Village and then came out, letting out a breath.

"Phew, is it a coincidence, or..."

The gray-haired man gazed uncertainly in the direction of Huacun before slowly leaving the place after a long while.

When Mo Xie returned to the square in Huacun, all the villagers had gathered there, and they seemed to be discussing the relocation.

However, judging from their conversation, they all agreed to relocate Huacun, and the progress was unexpectedly good.

Mo Xie had thought that the villagers would have differing opinions, and that the stubborn ones would choose to stay in Hua Village and refuse to leave.

However, all the villagers in Huacun now agree to the relocation, and there have been no disputes.

After a brief moment of thought, Mo Xie immediately understood what had happened. It must have been his spatial abilities that made all the villagers of Huacun believe that he, a high-level mage, was capable enough to protect them and help them leave. That's why no one stubbornly stayed in Huacun to wait for death.

"The village is in such a state, there's really no need for us to stay here and wait to die."

“Yes, let’s go together. Staying in the village will only lead to being killed by the undead. We’ve already lost our protection.”

"That's right, Fu Da's friend is a high-level mage, we will definitely be able to return to the ancient capital safely!"

Hearing these words and seeing the villagers' matter-of-fact expressions, Mo Xie sneered inwardly.

Actually, he still hoped that those stubborn villagers would stay, since taking care of a few dozen people was easier than taking care of more than a hundred. However, given Mo Fan and the others' personalities, they certainly wouldn't sit idly by.

Sigh, let's just take it one step at a time, and while we're at it, let's deal with the people who need to be dealt with... (End of Chapter)