Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Chapter 238 I've been waiting for you for a long time... Luo Mian

"Wang Xiaojun, you have to understand that Xiling is much more terrifying than the West Fortress. It is the lair of thousands of demons. In front of that huge army of demons, the life of a mage is simply insignificant. At your young age, are you really sure you want to take on such a heavy responsibility?"

Wang Xiaojun hesitated for a moment, then saluted solemnly and said firmly: "I will definitely come back alive!"

Leng Qing looked at the determined young man in front of her, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart. She couldn't help but recall the heinous crimes committed by Councillor Luo Mian, and compared it with the fearless young man in front of her, she couldn't help but find it ridiculous - the actions of a councillor with supreme power and the actions of a young man without a military rank were completely different.

No matter how high the power or how strong the cultivation is, once corrupted by interests, the heinous crimes committed are far less precious than the passion of youth.

Leng Qing firmly believed that the boy would be able to return safely. She glanced at Lingling and said, "Lingling, you and Wang Xiaojun should go on this mission together. At this critical moment, it is important to save your lives."

Mo Fan couldn't go with Wang Xiaojun because he had to help the Totem Black Snake through its molting period. He came here to find Zhu Meng just to get the batch of problematic blood potions.

"Senator Zhu Meng, aren't your people guarding those problematic blood potions?" Mo Fan stepped forward and asked Zhu Meng.

“You… forget it. Yes, I did send someone to keep those problematic blood potions under guard.” Zhu Meng looked Mo Fan up and down and continued.

Although Mo Fan was a mid-level cultivator, Zhu Meng thought his strength was just average. However, Zhu Meng noticed that he came in with Wang Xiaojun and the little girl.

Since the problematic blood potion was confirmed to have problems, Zhu Meng immediately sent people to keep a close watch on it and asked Mr. Lu to conduct research. Lin Lan had to think carefully before using the blood potion to heal the Totem Black Snake.

“That’s good. Lan Zi asked me to give these problematic blood potions to the Totem Black Snake to help it survive the molting period so that we can proceed with the next plan.” Mo Fan said.

Mo Fan didn't want to agree, but the conditions offered by Lin Lan were too tempting. It was dangerous, after all, the high-level realm was just around the corner. He had been waiting for this day for a long time and couldn't miss it!

Councillor Zhu Meng stroked his beard. He was not sure whether the Totem Black Snake would attack humans after it recovered. But considering the strong fighting power of Tang Zhong's Guardian Clan, Lin Lan's ability and Lei Yuan's support, in order to let everyone work together to fight against the White Magic Eagle, and he also had to show his support, he finally decided to agree.

Zhu Meng nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead. The blood preparation is in the warehouse at the back. I'll arrange for a few people to help you transport it back to West Lake."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Mo Fan replied with a smile.

……

Mo Fan rushed back to the city with the problematic blood potion, came to Su Di, and found Tang Yue.

He immediately saw the totem black snake that was undergoing a molting period here.

One word to describe it: big!

It was so loud that Mo Fan couldn't help but feel his soul tremble from the bottom of his heart.

“Teacher Tang Yue, is this… the Totem Black Snake lacking blood? Actually, if it’s not lacking blood, it wouldn’t hurt to replenish it…” Mo Fan swallowed his saliva and said.

"Of course it is useful, but with its size, it would take at least a truckload of blood. Where can we find such a scarce thing now?" Tang Yue lowered her head slightly, glanced at the Totem Black Snake and said.

"I have some here. Lanzi asked me to bring a lot of them here."

……

In the forest next to the West Fortress, Wang Xiaojun led Lingling deeper into the forest. "Are you sure it didn't betray?" Lingling asked seriously, tilting her head.

"I'm not too sure, but it responded to me that night. But I can call it with this flute." Wang Xiaojun said as he took out a small flute.

He put the flute to his lips and blew it hard. The sound was like a whistle made by blowing through leaves. Although it was a little sharp, it was extremely pleasant to the ear and could be heard far away in the dense forest.

The sound of the flute continued to echo. Lingling looked up and around, but did not see any trace of the Gray Eagle.

Wang Xiaojun continued to play, and after a long time, the only response he got was the chirping of insects in the woods. He put down the flute with some disappointment and said, "Perhaps I thought things were too simple. Even an orthodox Sky Eagle couldn't resist the pressure of that monarch-level creature, not to mention that it was of impure blood, so the mental strength it could withstand must be even more limited."

Lingling comforted him: "Why don't we try again? Maybe it's somewhere farther away."

Wang Xiaojun looked into the distance and put the flute to his lips again. Just as he was about to blow it, he suddenly heard a cry coming from the treetops.

The cry was as melodious as the sound of a flute. Wang Xiaojun was very familiar with it. This was the gray eagle he had raised since it was a child!

All the Sky Eagles in the West Fortress had been brutally executed, but this Gray Eagle with impure blood escaped. What surprised Wang Xiaojun even more was that the Gray Eagle obeyed his orders and flew towards him happily, landing beside him and rubbing his head against him affectionately.

It did not rebel, it remained exactly the same as before.

Wang Xiaojun hugged the gray eagle excitedly, patted its head gently, and said: "You know, we can accomplish something great. In the military, we are always looked down upon and despised. If we can complete this mission, we will definitely be admired by the entire West Fortress. Isn't this the day we have been waiting for!"

……

In the air fighting against the White Magic Eagle in the West Fortress.

Lin Lan was hit by the claws of several commander-level four-clawed magic eagles and was thrown into the dark woods.

The four-clawed devil eagles wanted to pursue the victory, but they sensed a terrifying dark aura in the woods, and there was more than one such aura...

The place where Lin Lan landed was covered by the Si Ye Rule formation. From the shadow of Si Ye Rule, a figure slowly emerged.

Then, a huge evil spider soul appeared above Lin Lan. The evil spider was strangely suspended in the air, and its long claws were wrapped with the same bloody red silk threads as those on the strange figure's palms.

This person deliberately hid himself using shadow magic, so it was impossible to tell who he was.

At some point, these silk threads had spread all around Lin Lan, tightly wrapping around his body.

Not long after, a blood-red spider web appeared there, looking like it had just been woven, but also like it had been waiting for its prey to enter the web. The evil spider above began to pull the silk threads hard, and the blood-red threads wrapped around Lin Lan became tighter and tighter.

Luo Mian's mouth curled up slightly, but he heard a voice that made him unbelievable.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Luo Mian. If I don't show some flaws, you really won't make a move."

(End of this chapter)