Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 109, The Ghost Woman Dies
The ghost woman snatched the fruit, clutching it tightly in her hand, trembling as if holding a precious treasure, and greedily pressed her face close to the flaming fruit that pulsated with red light.

"Hahahaha... It's finally mine!" She let out a shrill laugh, her eyes filled with a morbid madness. "I've waited so many years, and I've finally got this Fire Calamity Fruit—wait, no..."

The ghost woman's expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Like it? Then have a good taste." Chen Hao's cold and sarcastic voice rang out as he pressed the detonation switch without hesitation!
"Varied--"

Before the ghost woman could react, the Fire Calamity Fruit in her hand suddenly blazed with red light, and a demonic rune flashed inside, revealing a strange exploding star trail!
"boom!!!--"

The entire fruit exploded, and a fiery storm composed of high-temperature flames and spell impacts instantly spread out from the ghost woman as the center!

She was blasted away like a kite with a broken string, her bandages burned to shreds, her body rolled in mid-air, and crashed heavily to the ground, her flesh and blood mangled!
"Ahhhh!!!"

In excruciating pain, she finally let out a bloodcurdling scream, and the bandages covering her fell away, revealing the human skin mask hidden beneath them!
It was a woman's face pieced together and stitched together. The corners of her eyes, lips, and forehead were covered with scars from stitches. Her skin was pale and withered, as bloodless as a corpse.

"Dad! This person isn't my mom at all!!!" Chen Ying shouted.

Zhao Yulin suddenly realized what was happening and looked at the ghost woman in disbelief. He had actually allowed such a disgusting thing to lurk around him for so many years. Cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"Take it down!" Chen Hao didn't waste any words. The Light Star Chart quickly took shape, and he unleashed a Holy Fist strike!
The crowd, who had been preparing for this moment, finally made their move.

The light was like a divine punishment descending suddenly. Chen Hao unleashed a palm strike, and the star map transformed into a giant fist forged from thousands of flowing stars, slamming hard into the ghost woman's chest!

"Bang!!!"

Her body trembled violently again, blood gushing from her mouth. The stitched-up skin on her face began to peel off, revealing corroded, charred flesh and a twisted, hideous true face!

"A Thousand Pounds, Thunderclap, Wild Dance!!!"

Mo Fan unleashed a torrent of lightning, dozens of electric whips intertwining like a net of thunder, tightly binding the ghost woman. The intense current instantly charred half of her body, draining her of even the strength to struggle.

"Neon Flame - Fierce Fist - Nine Palaces!"

A series of fiery fist shadows, arranged in a nine-square grid, streaked across the sky like meteors, suppressing the ghost woman within the fiery domain. Each punch slammed into the ground, incinerating her magical artifacts.

"Wind Pan!"

"Tyrannosaurus!!"

The heavens and earth shook, and the elements resonated. Under the siege of the five, all of the ghost woman's defensive magical artifacts were destroyed. Her fake face finally burned away in the flames, revealing her sinful true self.

A wanted criminal from the Dunhuang Military Region—the Ghost Woman!
She relied on secret techniques such as soul-capturing, face-changing, and curses to survive, climbing all the way to Zhao Yulin's side and infiltrating the upper echelons with a false identity, all for the sake of waiting for this day to seize the fruits of the Fire Calamity.

Unfortunately, she never expected that Chen Hao would uncover her lies layer by layer!

"Aaaaaah...you scum!!! Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me—"

Before she could finish her roar, a streak of fire descended from the sky.

It is the Flame Witch Jiang Feng.

She stood quietly amidst the heavenly fire, pure celestial tribulation flames igniting in her hands. With a wave of her hand, the flames, like a judgment, fell upon the ghost woman's head.

"Uh-huh!!!"

In the blink of an eye, the ghost woman vanished without a trace, leaving not even bones behind. Flames burned through the ground beneath her feet, penetrating to an unknown depth within the mountain. Finally, everything settled down.

It was only then that Zhao Yulin came to his senses. Chen Ying and Jiang Feng both looked at him with disgust. Zhao Manyan came over at the right time to explain everything to him, and then he knelt down to repent.

……

With the matter settled and the training finally over, Chen Hao escorted Ding Yumin, Mo Fan, and the others back to Dunhuang city. The riots at the Shawang River were utterly useless in the face of Ding Yumin's mental anguish.

Everyone went home; those who were supposed to go back to the military region went back to the military region, and those who were supposed to go back to school went back to school. Zhao Manyan handled all the spoils this time. Including their salaries, each person averaged 5000 million. Chen Ying's share was tacitly divided up, since she left the team halfway through.

This is already a huge sum of money. Zhang Xiaohou can directly buy two spirit seeds, and his strength will leap forward. Mo Fan can buy the Star River Vein, and his strength will also undergo a qualitative change after breaking through to a higher level. Ding Yumin is no exception.

On the contrary, Zhao Manyan and Chen Hao are not short of this money.

After everyone left, Chen Hao stayed behind. He wouldn't be satisfied until he had won over the Flame Witch and the Flame Princess.

He had originally wanted to keep Ding Yumin with him, but her time away was limited, and ultimately he wasn't strong enough. If he were to surpass the highest level or use forbidden spells...

……

Riding on his ox and horse, Chen Hao returned alone to the northern corner of Zhuoyuan. As he passed the Shawang River, a familiar figure came into view. It was none other than Nan Jue.

The group of soldiers and girls were trapped in the middle of the Shawang River. There were nearly ten people when they climbed up, but now there were only three left. Even though they had already killed the Three-Headed Evil Python, these cannon fodder still did not survive.

This is a true reflection of the lives of cannon fodder at the bottom of the magical world. Of course, Chen Hao didn't pity anyone; he was just expressing his feelings. There are many people who have it much harder than these people. Embarking on a military career, a high casualty rate is unavoidable.

Whether it was due to the butterfly effect or not, Nan Jue chose to cross the Sha Wang River at this moment when it was in turmoil, which seemed a bit irrational.

They were about to be surrounded and killed by a group of white sand demon soldiers.

In just a short while, another team member lost his life at the hands of the White Sand Demon Soldiers.

More and more white sand demon soldiers surrounded them, and the densely packed sand soldiers were awakened. Among them were many warrior-level beings, and Chen Hao gradually lost sight of the two of them.

"Sigh, let's save them after all." After a long silence, Chen Hao finally made up his mind.

He took out the flying umbrella, rotated it at low power, and flew low over the surface of the Baiwang River. Too much noise was not good, and too high was not good either. This was just right. Even if he woke up some of the White Sand Demon Soldiers, they would not be able to reach Chen Hao.

The flying umbrella glided along the surface of the Sha Wang River, swirling sand and dust as it passed by the corpses. Chen Hao only glanced at them, showing no emotional fluctuation.

Nan Jue was at her last gasp, covered in blood, and her magical energy was nearly depleted. She and another female team member stood back to back, guarding a rock in the middle of the river.

A barrier was released from her necklace artifact, protecting the two of them. White sand demon soldiers from all directions attacked the barrier with bared fangs and claws, like an orderly yet frenzied hunting feast.

Just then, Nan Jue saw the propeller-shaped magical artifact that she would never forget. The other party was flying in the air for more than ten meters, with the same smug smile on his face as always.

A strange emotion rose within her, she couldn't tell if it was anger or hope.

Chen Hao didn't dare to go down directly. The density of demons in the Sand River was ridiculously high, and based on the strength of the intruder, he had awakened the White Sand Demon Soldiers. With his strength, they would probably be hordes of general-level warriors. If the flying umbrella was damaged, he would probably fall down as well.

(End of this chapter)