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

A few minutes later, the two arrived at a secluded grove of trees on the hill behind the school.

The night breeze was a bit chilly, and the streetlights cast distorted shadows of the trees. The school building in the distance was still lit, but this place was quiet; even footsteps seemed to echo in the emptiness.

Tang Yue stopped under the tree, turned around, and didn't beat around the bush with him.

"Zhan Kong is already investigating the incident at the training camp."

Mo Fan nodded: "What did you find out?"

"The situation isn't good," Tang Yue said, looking at him. "There's something wrong with the Earthly Holy Spring."

Hearing this, Mo Fan's heart sank.

Although he was prepared, his back still tensed up a little when he actually heard it from Tang Yue's mouth.

"Do you know what the Sacred Spring means to Bo City?" Tang Yue continued, "It's not just a resource; it's also related to the defense of the entire city. Under normal circumstances, there shouldn't be such obvious unusual activity at this time."

Mo Fan frowned: "Not a natural fluctuation?"

"At least I don't see it that way." Tang Yue's tone was very steady. "Moreover, the Black Vatican has a deeper presence in Bo City than we thought. Schools, the Hunter Alliance, the outer defenses... many places that we thought were safe are now probably not clean. The gray-robed priests who appeared in the training camp are just the tip of the iceberg. We don't know how many people are buried underneath."

Mo Fan listened, his knuckles tightening slightly.

Those scenes from my previous life resurfaced.

Rain, blood, cries, collapsed buildings, chaos after demons rushed into the streets...

He clenched his fists tightly, finally suppressing the surging emotions within him.

"Just say what you want to say."

Tang Yue stared at him, remained silent for two seconds, and then spoke: "I suspect they are preparing an even larger summoning plan."

The night wind rustled through the woods.

Mo Fan muttered a curse under his breath: "...Damn it."

Tang Yue looked at him: "You don't seem very surprised."

Mo Fan smirked: "The Black Vatican has gone this far, how surprised should I be?"

Tang Yue didn't respond to that, but instead took a step forward.

"I'm here to tell you more than just this."

"What you heard at the camp that night, coupled with your unusual behavior, is enough to make you a prime target for them. I need to know if you have any other leads."

Yes, of course he did. He really wanted to tell them all at once. The Winged Wolves' siege, the fall of Bo City, the Black Church's attempt to seize the Holy Spring... If he really blurted it all out, Tang Yue would be the first to suspect him.

He was silent for a while, as if he was organizing his thoughts.

After a moment, he spoke: "I wouldn't call it a clue, but I've pieced together what happened over the past few days and felt that some things weren't quite right."

"If I were the Black Vatican, and I wanted to cause a ruckus in Bo City, simply relying on the demons outside the city to storm it wouldn't be enough." Mo Fan looked up at her. "Bo City, after all, has the Snow Peak Mountain Post Station, a barrier, and military mages. Trying to take it by force would come at too high a price, unless someone inside the city cooperates."

Tang Yue's gaze darkened slightly: "Continue."

"I used to work with the demon-hunting team. Bo City doesn't look big on the surface, but the things underneath are not simple." Mo Fan pointed to the ground. "Sewage ditches, old sewers, abandoned pipe networks. Many places have been around for a long time, and no one usually checks them."

"Demons don't necessarily have to hide in the mountains if they want to hide."

Tang Yue's eyes flickered.

Seeing that she reacted, Mo Fan continued, "Also, that night at the training camp, those people mentioned something about 'everything moving together in the city.' You must have noticed that too. Since it's called 'moving together,' it means that something in the city must be reacting at the same time."

"It could be a person, a demon, or... the barrier itself."

When she said the last two words, Tang Yue's expression became noticeably more serious.

"Barrier node..." she repeated softly.

"That's right." Mo Fan nodded. "Even the largest protective system can't be a solid block of iron; there are bound to be key points. Just because we can't see the problems normally doesn't mean that someone has figured it out in advance. If they collude from the inside and outside and tamper with things, there's really nothing we can do."

Tang Yue stared at him, her gaze different from before.

"Did you come up with all of this yourself?"

Mo Fan's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face: "Half guess, half deduction. The demon-hunting team has encountered a few strange things before. Some people said they always heard noises in the sewers at night, and others mentioned that livestock had been lost near the abandoned pipe network. I didn't think too much about it before, but now that I think about it again, something doesn't seem right."

This statement is a mix of truth and falsehood, so it's not entirely fabricated.

After listening, Tang Yue remained silent for a long while.

It all clicked; the part of the underground pipe network that she had sensed was wrong was finally solved at this moment.

The wind ruffled the hair on her forehead, but she didn't care.

"If that's really the case..." she began slowly, "Bo City will be in danger..."

Mo Fan remained silent.

Because we are very close to the truth.

Tang Yue asked again, "Is there anything else?"

Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, but still took another step forward.

"It would be best to check the Xuefeng Mountain area as well."

Why?

"It's too quiet," Mo Fan said. "If the demons were to make a big move, there would usually be some signs on the outside. The current silence is abnormal. Either someone is suppressing them, or they've already figured out the route and the rhythm beforehand."

"Add to that the underground pipe network, the city's internal support, the barrier nodes... this couldn't possibly be something one or two people could do."

"The Black Vatican may have more people buried in Bo City than you think."

Tang Yue slowly exhaled.

"Mo Fan."

"Um?"

"Don't mention these things to anyone else tonight." She looked at him. "Not your teachers, classmates, or anyone in the demon-hunting team who knows you well, don't tell anyone."

Mo Fan nodded: "I understand that."

"I'll relay the directions you just mentioned back so the higher-ups can check the underground pipe network, missing persons records within the city, livestock movements, and the inspection status of the barrier nodes." Tang Yue paused. "As for Xuefeng Mountain, I'll explain the specific situation to Zhan Kong."

Hearing this, Mo Fan finally felt a little relieved.

He has done all he could.

Even so, he still wasn't very confident.

Because he knew all too well that once those madmen from the Black Vatican set their sights on a target, they wouldn't back down just because you noticed them in advance.

Tang Yue suddenly spoke again: "What about your own situation?"

Mo Fan was taken aback: "What's wrong with me?"

"That thing on your chest..." Tang Yue's gaze fell on his chest, "Are you planning to keep pretending nothing's wrong?"

Mo Fan's lips twitched slightly: "Teacher Tang Yue, are you investigating the Black Vatican or me tonight?"

"Check them all," Tang Yue answered decisively.

Mo Fan was speechless for a moment, then finally spoke up: "I don't understand either."

"Has it ever gotten out of control?"

"Almost."

"Will the murderous intent intensify?"

Mo Fan glanced at her but did not deny it.

Tang Yue paused for a moment before saying, "Mo Fan..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Mo Fan tilted his head: "Why do you say that, just like Zhan Kong?"

"Because he's right," Tang Yue said. "To the Black Vatican, you're a target now. And for yourself, what's on you might not be a good thing either."

Mo Fan clicked his tongue and looked up at the sky.

The night was very dark, with layers of clouds pressing down on it, not even a sliver of moonlight could see through.

"If that's the case, then I'm quite in demand now."

Tang Yue was speechless at his attitude and rolled her eyes at him: "What time is it? You still have the mind to talk nonsense."

"What else?" Mo Fan shrugged. "Are you really going to make me cry? If I really cry, are you going to comfort me?"

Tang Yue raised her hand to knock on him, but Mo Fan dodged backward, which somewhat dissipated the tense atmosphere that had been building up.

But the next second, Tang Yue's expression changed again.

"In short, don't wander around these next few days. Stay at school and if you notice anything unusual, contact me immediately."

As she spoke, she took out a folded piece of paper from her person and handed it over.

"If you can't reach me, call this number."

Mo Fan took it, glanced at it, and casually stuffed it into his pocket: "Okay, I'll try my best to be a good student."

"You'd better really be able to do that."

The two walked back along the path behind the mountain.

The wind suddenly picked up.

The leaves rustled loudly in the wind.

He may have even less time left than in his previous life.

This means that things that could have been prepared slowly now have to be rushed.

This also means that this time, the rain in Bocheng may not fall at the time I remember!