Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

After parting ways with the villagers of Huacun, Mo Xie took Zhang Xiaohou to the Bell Tower Magic Association, intending to inform the president, Han Ji, about the Black Vatican's conspiracy.

Although the mastermind behind the scenes is now Cardinal Jiuying, it doesn't stop the Black Vatican from launching a full-scale attack on the ancient capital. With the clues he had previously collected, he is sure to convince Han Ji.

Mo Fan, Xu Zhaoting, and He Yu went to catch up with Mu Bai and the others. The Bo Cheng group hadn't seen each other for a long time and must have missed each other terribly.

Su Xiaoluo also went along. Although Fang Gu had been killed by Mo Xie, the upcoming catastrophe in the ancient capital was extremely dangerous, and he had him follow the group for their safety.

On the way, Zhang Xiaohou's gaze would occasionally drift to Liu Xian, who was embracing Mo Xie. Liu Xian was alluring and charming, with a hot and sexy figure, swaying her wasp waist and hips, and walking with long, beautiful legs. A charming smile was on her exquisite face.

Many men around couldn't help but look over, as if Liu Xian were a witch walking among mortals, exuding a charming and alluring aura.

Zhang Xiaohou pondered for a moment, then smiled and asked softly.

"Brother Xie, is this also your wife?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie glanced at Liu Xian, who was smiling beside him, raised his eyebrows, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Liu Xian's smile widened, and she couldn't help but hug Mo Xie's arm even tighter, wishing she could merge into his magnificent embrace.

The three arrived at the Clock Tower Magic Association, entered the magnificent hall, and found the receptionist.

"Sir, what service do you need?"

When the saleswoman saw such a handsome young man walking towards her, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she asked him very kindly.

Moye didn't hide anything and spoke frankly.

"I need to speak with Chairman Han Ji. Could you please contact him?"

“Uh… sir, the president is not at the Magic Association right now, and I don’t have the authority to contact him.”

The saleswoman was surprised that the handsome young man wanted to see the chairman directly. Her expression changed slightly, and she spoke with unusual seriousness.

Mo Xie frowned. Surely someone here knew Han Ji's contact information, but the clerk at the counter clearly didn't trust him.

"Moye... what brings you to the ancient capital?"

Suddenly, a familiar, deep voice came from behind. Mo Xie turned around and saw Zhu Meng standing on the second floor of the hall, looking at him with a surprised expression.

"May you be blessed!"

Mo Xie was taken aback at first, then a smile appeared on her lips. It was truly a case of "searching high and low without finding it".

With Zhu Meng's help, why should we be worried about not being able to contact Han Ji?
When the counter clerk saw that this handsome young man actually knew Councilor Zhu Meng, her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but regret not helping him make the contact earlier.

Zhu Meng strode over, slapped Mo Xie on the shoulder, and asked in astonishment.

"Why aren't you preparing for the World University Competition? What are you doing here at this time?"

He had actually been in the ancient capital for quite some time. During this period, the undead were unusually active, and Han Ji was afraid that something might happen during the National Games, so he made a special trip to the Imperial Palace Mage Corps.

"I came to the ancient capital to take care of some business."

Zhu Meng nodded, not dwelling on the matter, but instead looked at Mo Xie suspiciously and asked in a low voice.

"By the way, I heard you were looking for Chairman Han Ji. You haven't discovered something again, have you?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie nodded.

Zhu Meng's lips twitched involuntarily. This kid must have some kind of aura about him. Wherever he goes, something happens. He's really suited to be a judge. With his case-handling abilities, he'll be promoted to presiding judge within three years without any problem.

Ignoring Zhu Meng's strange expression, Mo Xie continued speaking.

"This morning, I was attacked by undead outside the city." "What's so strange about that? The area around the ancient capital is full of... wait, you just said you encountered undead this morning, are you sure you didn't misstate?"

Zhu Meng initially dismissed the matter, but after carefully considering the meaning behind the words, his expression immediately turned serious.

That's not right! How could the undead appear during the day? That's utter nonsense!
“That’s right, it was in the morning. I can confirm it with 100% certainty. I also have photos and videos of the undead appearing during the day. I think this phenomenon is definitely abnormal, so I plan to report this matter to Chairman Han Ji.”

Mo Xie took out her phone and handed it to Zhu Meng, saying with a serious expression.

Seeing that Mo Xie didn't seem to be joking, Zhu Meng took the phone and looked at the photos and videos. He could indeed see the spirits active during the day, and immediately believed the fact.

Then, he learned the most terrifying news from Mo Xie.

"Moreover, my friend encountered members of the Black Vatican near the Abyss of Sha."

"What...the Black Vatican?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Meng's pupils contracted, and he stared at Mo Xie in shock, asking very solemnly.

"Mo Xie, this is a very serious matter. Are you sure you're not joking?"

Mo Xie nodded and said just as seriously.

"I'm sure, but I need to wait for Chairman Han Ji to come before I can explain."

He actually knew that the undead were summoned by Fang Gu, but in order to better convince these people of the Black Church's general plan, that they had mastered a method to make the undead appear during the day, he forced the higher-ups to take the countermeasures he wanted.

"Okay, I'll contact President Han Ji right away."

Zhu Meng clearly believed Mo Xie's words completely, and immediately took out his phone to call Han Ji and recount the matter to him.

After hanging up the phone, he led Mo Xie and Zhang Xiaohou to the Magic Association's reception room to wait for Han Ji to return.

Soon, an elderly man with black hair and a black beard walked in, followed closely by a man dressed in a military mage's uniform.

"Instructor Flying Horn?!"

Upon seeing the officer, Zhang Xiaohou immediately stood up, saluted, and greeted him respectfully.

Feijiao walked over, looked Zhang Xiaohou up and down, and seeing him standing there unharmed, he finally felt relieved and patted him on the shoulder.

"You little rascal... well, it's good that you're alright!"

The black-haired old man walked up to Mo Xie, revealed a kind smile, and said...

"Hello, young friend Mo Xie, right? Zhu Meng told me about your glorious deeds. Truly, heroes emerge from among the young!"

Upon hearing this, Fei Jiao also looked at Mo Xie, smiled, and extended his palm, saying with a smile.

"You're the one who rescued Xiao Hou, right? To be honest, I really admire you. Almost everyone who knows that the Abyss of Evil has appeared there won't go there for at least a year, but you went..."

Mo Xie grasped it, chuckled softly, and said earnestly.

"Heh, what is Sha Yuan compared to Xiao Hou's life and safety?"

"Haha, you're truly a man of great courage and deep feelings. I've heard my students mention you more than once. Their respect and admiration for you as their elder brother far surpasses that for me, their instructor. But you are indeed extraordinary; I've heard many of your deeds."

Feijiao shook hands with Mo Fan, a hearty smile on his face, his eyes full of admiration.

Mo Xie smiled slightly, shook his head, his face regained its seriousness, and said in a heavy tone.

"President Han Ji, Instructor Fei Jiao, I won't say much more. Let me get straight to the matter of the Black Vatican." (End of Chapter)