Full-Time Magister: Rebirth of Mo Fan as the Primordial Evil Phoenix

Eight o'clock in the evening, in the back alley of the Chengnan Meat Processing Plant.

The alley was so narrow it was like a crack, with blackened walls covered in grease. Most of the streetlights overhead were broken, with only the innermost one barely hanging on, its filament flickering and casting an illuminating glow on the puddles.

The wind can't get in at all.

The sweltering humidity clung to the alleyway like a layer of oily film stuck to the skin. The sour stench of fermenting rotting flesh, the fishy smell of steaming blood, and the swarming odor rising from the sewers all mingled together, making your stomach feel like it had been violently twisted.

clack.

clack.

The rusty outdoor unit of the air conditioner was dripping water, which splashed into a blackened puddle in the corner of the wall.

The six members of the demon-hunting team slowly pressed themselves in along the wall.

Xiao Ke walked in the middle of the group, her hands clenched so tightly they were white, a few unconnected blue stars clutched in her palms, her shoulders tense. Xu Dahuang was at the very front, clutching a ball of molten fire, sweat streaming down his temples. Fei Shi and Guo Caitang stood on either side, watching the piles of debris and drains on both sides of the alley, afraid something might suddenly leap out.

Mo Fan walked at the very back.

He wore a black cloak and hoodie, his hands in his pockets, and walked with a lazy gait. He didn't look like he was here to hunt demons, but rather like he was out for a stroll after a meal.

But when Li Wenjie looked back at him a few times, he felt inexplicably tense.

This person isn't pretending to be relaxed.

It's really relaxing.

He stepped precisely, avoiding puddles and broken glass, always positioning himself in the shadows where he was least likely to be ambushed. He had been to places like this countless times.

"There's movement." Fei Shi suddenly lowered his voice.

The next second—

Clang!

A manhole cover suddenly slammed open, and a giant, horny rat the size of a calf crawled out from underneath. It was covered in black mud, its mane bristling, and its single eye gleamed with a greasy, menacing light in the darkness.

"Feishi, block its retreat! Caitang, hold it back!" Xu Dahuang shouted in a low voice.

"Earth wave - displacement!"

Fei Shi slammed his palms on the ground, causing the soil beneath his feet to churn up. Immediately, a crooked earthen wall arched up on one side of the alley entrance, completely blocking the Giant-Eyed Bloody Rat's retreat route.

Guo Caitang followed up with her attack, and white, chilling energy spread rapidly along the ground.

"Ice Vines - Freeze!"

ka ka ka-

The rat's limbs were instantly covered with a layer of ice, its movements froze, and its sharp claws scraped the ground with a piercing sound.

"Die, you son of a bitch!"

The fireball in Xu Dahuang's palm suddenly swelled, its orange-red flames illuminating half the alley.

Just as he was about to unleash the fireball, a sickening metallic cracking sound suddenly came from above his head.

crunch--

Mo Fan raised his eyes.

"wrong!"

boom!

An abandoned meat conveyor pipe above suddenly exploded, rusted metal splattering everywhere, and a huge black shadow descended from the sky, accompanied by a stench!

The second giant-eyed blood rat!

Moreover, it was larger than the one on the ground, with an abnormally bright red single eye and bulging muscles all over its body, clearly a mutant.

Instead of rushing towards Xu Dahuang in front, it went straight for Xiao Ke, who was the most panicked in the middle of the group!

The distance is too close.

Guo Caitang had just finished releasing the ice vines, and the cold air hadn't gathered again yet; Xu Dahuang's fire splatter had already gained momentum, and there was no time to change direction; Xiao Ke was completely stunned, her face turned pale, and she even forgot to dodge.

Those two yellowed front teeth were already biting right in front of her, and foul-smelling saliva was splashed all over her face.

Just as the mutated giant-eyed rat pounced on Xiao Ke, Mo Fan finally pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

He clicked his tongue.

"Damn it, you only pick on the weak, huh?"

"Thunder Mark - Python Mark".

There were no unnecessary movements.

There wasn't even the slightest bit of build-up.

Seven purple stars flashed past Mo Fan, instantly forming a star trail. A violent arc of electricity exploded from his palm, like a raging thunder python, slicing across half the back alley with a deafening roar!

*Snap!*

A flash of lightning almost blinded people.

The mutated rat, pouncing in mid-air, didn't even have time to scream before its head was cleaved in two by the blow. Half of its body was instantly charred black, its flesh ripped apart, as if it had been slapped away by an invisible giant hand.

boom!

The rat slammed into a red brick wall three meters away, denting the wall. It slid down the broken bricks and muddy water, and then fell silent.

The entire alley fell silent for a moment.

Xiao Ke's mouth was open, and she didn't even bother to wipe the drool off her face.

Xu Dahuang was stunned for a moment, then reacted and flicked out the fire flame in his palm, turning the restrained rat on the ground into a fireball.

Fei Shi couldn't help but turn around: "You're so ridiculous..."

Mo Fan crouched down and used his dagger to pry open the large rat's front paws, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Tsk, something's really not right."

He used the tip of his knife to pry the mud out of his claws, rubbed it, and looked up at Xu Dahuang.

"See that? New soil, deep clay. This stuff isn't just moving around randomly; it's digging downwards."

Xu Dahuang was taken aback: "You mean...?"

Mo Fan rubbed the dagger against the wall, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"What I mean is, there's probably more than just one under our feet. These rats have likely dug out their nest."

Fei Shi's face changed: "A whole litter?!"

Mo Fan twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Or did you think they were out for a night run in groups?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the several people changed simultaneously.

"A whole nest?" Xu Dahuang's brows furrowed deeply. "If they really have set up a nest underground in the south of the city, it won't be a matter of wiping out just one or two. But the Magic Association won't approve a transfer order just by guessing."

"Then let's go down and find the evidence," Mo Fan said.

He spoke so calmly, as if he were saying, "I'll just buy a bottle of water on the way."

Xu Dahuang stared at him for two seconds, then gritted his teeth and nodded: "Go."

Half an hour later, the abandoned underground pipe network in the south of the city.

The rusted pipes crisscrossed, and water flowed slowly along the channels, making the air feel heavy and humid. Every now and then, water droplets would fall from above, echoing in the narrow space, creating an eerie sound.

The six people were originally maintaining a close formation.

After passing through two forks and around several rusty load-bearing pillars, Mo Fan looked up and saw three almost identical passageways ahead, and his steps immediately stopped.

"..."

left?

right?

Or was it somewhere in between?

Mo Fan stood there expressionless for two seconds, then his lips twitched slightly.

That's fucking weird.

Having lived two lives, this damn terrible sense of direction hasn't changed at all.

As he was preparing to retreat according to the mark, the little mudfish pendant on his chest suddenly trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a very faint yet extremely tempting sweet and fishy smell wafted out from the depths of the leftmost passage.

Mo Fan lowered his head, reached out and pressed the hot pendant, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Again?"

The little loach trembled even more violently, as if it had smelled something extraordinary.

Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, but still followed the smell inside.

The further in you go, the more open the space becomes.

As he stepped out of a low sewage outlet, he instantly stopped in his tracks.

Before us lay an abandoned air-raid shelter.

The cave ceiling was covered with hanging stalagmites and murky water stains; the ground was uneven, and everywhere was littered with gnawed bone fragments and rotting flesh. What was even more chilling was that this place was not empty.

Six giant-eyed, fishy rats were lurking on the surrounding walls, stone pillars, and in the shadows of corners.

Each one was stronger than the two outside.

The moment Mo Fan stepped in, all six one-eyed figures turned around at once.

Being targeted felt like having six icicles pressed against your back at the same time.

Mo Fan's first reaction was

withdraw.

Just kidding, he's only a beginner mage right now. If he were to actually confront a rat nest head-on, he'd be completely out of his mind.

But just as he was about to back away, the little mudfish pendant on his chest suddenly became frighteningly hot!

The next moment, the demonic blood energy permeating the air-raid shelter seemed to be forcibly stirred by something, turning into wisps of almost invisible dark red air that frantically drilled into Mo Fan's pores.

thump.

Boom!

My heart was pounding harder with each beat.

Mo Fan felt a buzzing sound in his head, as if something had been ignited. His blood began to heat up, and the rats in front of him suddenly ceased to be terrifying, instead resembling clumps of rotten flesh waiting for him to crush them.

run?

Why run?

They're nothing but a few beasts hiding in a stinking ditch.

That familiar calm and calculating demeanor was gradually suppressed by the surging anger. Mo Fan raised his head, the bloodshot veins in his eyes quickly spreading, but a somewhat chilling smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"squeak--!!!"

The giant-eyed rat at the front couldn't hold back any longer. With a kick of its four paws, it transformed into a black shadow and pounced towards Mo Fan.

"court death."

Mo Fan clenched his right hand tightly.

In the spiritual realm, the lightning-elemental stardust suddenly blazed brightly, and magical energy poured into the star orbit like a burst dam. That stardust was already much thicker than that of an ordinary novice mage, and now, stimulated by the blood energy, it seemed as if it was about to explode.

The seven stars connected instantly.

"Thunder Mark - Python Mark!"

boom!

A dark purple arc of lightning shot out, crackling and popping through the air.

The rat that pounced on it hadn't even landed properly when it was struck squarely in the chest. Its flesh exploded, and its entire upper body almost shattered on the spot, with its severed limbs mixed with burnt black smoke splattering all over the ground.

Sold out instantly.

But the remaining few not only didn't retreat, but were completely driven mad by the smell of blood.

One darted out from behind the left stone pillar, another lunged at the wall, and two more crouched low, flanking from different directions at the same time.

"Come!"

Mo Fan advanced instead of retreating, his eyes filled with a frighteningly fierce look.

Others have to time their mana carefully when using magic, but he doesn't.

His vast reserves of lightning magic energy gave him the most ruthless power at this moment.

"Thunder Seal!"

*Snap!*

"Again!"

Another bolt of lightning exploded, slicing down a rat that was halfway through its attack.

"Thunder Mark - Python Mark!"

An arc of electricity swept across, shattering a section of stone pillar on the ground, and whipping the rat behind it until its skin was torn and bleeding.

The only sounds in the air-raid shelter were the blinding flashes of lightning and the shrill howls of rats.

Mo Fan fought faster and harder.

Dark purple arcs of electricity leaped and thrashed within the cave, like a giant, ever-tightening net. With each flash of lightning, another charred corpse or a puddle of still-smoking flesh appeared on the ground. The air was thick with the pungent smell of burnt hair and roasted flesh, making one's throat bitter.

The little mudfish pendant on his chest was shaking wildly.

The remnants of souls and blood essence emanating from the demon corpses were continuously swallowed by it, as if being drawn in by an invisible vortex. Then, an even more violent force surged back along the pendant, pouring into Mo Fan's limbs and bones.

That's not nourishment, it's more like fanning the flames.

It pushed the violent rage in his heart upwards again and again.

ten minutes.

For a full ten minutes, the thunder never stopped inside the air-raid shelter.

As the last arc of lightning slowly dissipated, Mo Fan finally stopped, his chest heaving violently, his breathing as labored as a bellows.

Reason is slowly returning.

He looked down and realized that there wasn't a single good spot around him. The ground, the walls, the stone pillars were covered in charred marks, and there were bits of flesh and smoking corpses scattered everywhere, as if a thunderstorm had just plowed through the entire area.

Even he himself was startled by what he saw.

"That's a bit much..."

In the realm of the mind, that patch of lightning-elemental stardust was finally nearing its end. A profound sense of exhaustion washed over him, and his limbs began to feel heavy.

Just then, the pile of rubble in the corner suddenly exploded.

A much larger, giant-eyed rat suddenly darted out from behind!

This creature was noticeably larger than the previous ones, with a bulging back, protruding fangs, and almost entirely red eyes. It was also stained with the blood of its kind, clearly indicating that this beast was more intelligent than the others.

It's incredibly fast, almost pouncing on the enemy's face to kill them!

Mo Fan's pupils contracted.

The lightning magic energy is already depleted, and there's no time to apply the lightning seal again.

His left hand rose almost reflexively, and deep within his spiritual world, the fire-elemental stardust that had remained hidden suddenly blazed brightly.

Fire-based attacks are the only option!

The first fire star was just about to take hold—

"Fanmo! Get out of the way!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out from the entrance.

Then came a series of familiar spellcasting sounds.

"Earth wave - displacement!"

"Water Guardian - Protect!"

"Sizzle—explode!"

A blazing ball of fire, trailing a fiery tail, grazed past Mo Fan and slammed into the giant-eyed, bloody rat. The explosive wave of fire sent it flying, twitching twice after hitting the stone wall, before going still.

The demon-hunting team has finally caught up with them.

"Are you crazy? Who told you to run around alone!" Guo Caitang rushed in, her tone urgent and sharp, clearly genuinely frightened.

Xu Dahuang was drenched in sweat, his eyes bloodshot: "If I couldn't find you when I turned around, I almost turned this whole pipe network upside down!"

But when they actually rushed into the air-raid shelter and saw what was inside, all the sounds stopped.

Guo Caitang stood frozen in place.

Fei Shi's mouth was agape, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

Xiao Ke covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The entire air-raid shelter looked as if it had been ravaged by a lightning strike.

Everywhere were the corpses and fragments of the giant-eyed rat; the walls were covered in scorch marks from the explosions, and the ground was a mess from the electricity. The rat nest, which would have been enough to make an ordinary monster-hunting team shudder, had now been completely wiped out.

Mo Fan stood in the middle of this mess.

His hair was a bit messy, his clothes were stained with blood, and his face was pale, looking like he was exhausted.

Hearing them come in, he turned around, took a breath, and then said quite naturally:

"It's alright, you guys arrived just in time. If it had been any later, I really would have been done for."

"..."

No one spoke.

The air was eerily quiet.

Xu Dahuang's Adam's apple bobbed. He glanced at the pile of demon corpses, then at Mo Fan, only one thought remaining in his mind—

Is this a beginner mage?

What kind of monster did they recruit into their demon-hunting team?

Mo Fan seemed completely oblivious to the expressions on their faces. He raised his finger and pointed to the rat corpses around him, his tone quite serious.

"Is this enough evidence? If not, I'll go check inside for things like the rat king's lair."

Fei Shi almost choked on his words.

You're still flipping through it?!

Xu Dahuang was about to rush up and give the kid a bear hug, but as soon as he took a step, another unexpected event occurred.

Mo Fan's little mudfish pendant on his chest suddenly became hot again.

And this time, he was more impatient than ever before, as if he were truly starving.

Mo Fan's playful expression vanished instantly, and he turned to look at the load-bearing wall at the deepest part of the air-raid shelter.

The wall was riddled with holes from rat claws, the mud layer was torn up, and water was slowly seeping out of the cracks.

Originally, this place was filled with the stench of dead rats and a putrid smell, but as soon as those few wisps of water seeped out, the air was filled with a very faint, sweet, and cool scent, which was completely out of place with the surrounding foul odor.

Mo Fan's expression changed slightly.

He knows this flavor all too well.

Earthly Sacred Spring.

One of the most important underground cultivation lifelines in Bo City has actually had a branch seep into this place!

No wonder these giant-eyed rats were burrowing into the ground like madmen. They didn't gather here by chance; they followed the scent of the Earthly Holy Spring and dug all the way here!

"Click—"

Suddenly, a piercing screeching sound came from above.

It looked like some enormous thing was losing its support.

Everyone looked up at the same time.

The load-bearing area, hollowed out by the rats, was already crumbling, with small stones clattering into the sewage, and cracks visibly spreading upwards.

Xu Dahuang's expression changed instantly: "No, retreat quickly! This place is about to collapse!"

After saying that, he grabbed Xiao Ke, who was closest to him, and dragged her outside.

Fei Shi and Guo Caitang also realized what was happening and immediately retreated.

Mo Fan, however, did not move.

He pressed down hard on the little mudfish wriggling in his chest, glanced again at the wall seeping with spring water, a struggle flashed in his eyes, and then he gritted his teeth.

Oh shit.

This kind of opportunity, who knows when it will come again.

"You guys go first! I'll take some photos as evidence!" Mo Fan shouted at the top of his lungs and rushed off in that direction.

"Fanmo! Come back!" Guo Caitang's voice changed.

But it was too late.

Boom!!!

A heavy slab of concrete crashed down, carrying steel bars and clods of mud, completely sealing off the center of the passage. Dust billowed up instantly, choking people and making it impossible to open their eyes.

"Brahma Ink!"

The shouts outside were abruptly cut off by the sounds of falling rocks and collapse.

Mo Fan, taking advantage of the momentum from his earlier surge, rolled along the edge of the collapse into the slope formed behind the wall.

Gravel and wet mud slid down him, scraping his hands and arms until they burned.

The next second—

thump.

He fell into a pool of icy water.

The water wasn't deep, only up to my ankles, but it was bone-chillingly cold.

Mo Fan leaned against the wall, exhaled a breath of stale air, and slowly steadied himself.

This is an abandoned underground reservoir.

There was no light at all; it was as black as solidified ink. Only the tiny mudfish hanging on his chest emitted an extremely faint light, barely outlining the shape of his body within a few feet.

But the concentration of magical energy here is so high that it's almost unsettling.

With each breath, it felt like a cool spring was flowing into my lungs, and even my almost exhausted spirit was forcibly lifted.

The little mudskipper trembled more and more violently, so greedy that it seemed it wanted to swallow the entire pool of water in one gulp.

Mo Fan wiped the mud off his face, but his heart began to tighten.

wrong.

The sound of the water is wrong.

There was a leak in the corner of the wall ahead. There should have been only a thin stream of water, but in his vision, the darkness there seemed to be a layer thicker than the surrounding area.

Like a shadow.

It doesn't resemble a dead shadow.

It clung to the wall, climbing up little by little along the leaking area.

Mo Fan lowered his breathing, and his gaze slowly darkened.

Shadow element.

Moreover, they are not demons.

are people.

Almost instantly, a figure flashed through his mind—that woman had a hot figure and even hotter methods; to be honest, she was quite similar to the dark figure in front of him.

Mo Fan cursed inwardly.

"Hold."

"This godforsaken place... someone actually tried to steal my things."