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

Chapter 38 A Fateful Encounter, Mu Nujiao

When Mo Fan saw that face clearly, he subconsciously made a comment. Then, what popped into his mind were fragmented images from many years ago.

Their first meeting in the arena, the inexplicable closeness in the apartment in Shanghai, her profile as she sat by the fire during her training in Jinlin, her long hair tied up again, and that kiss during the World University Tournament, filled with excitement and a sense of losing control.

He thought that in this second life, many things would be washed away by time.

But when the person stood in front of him again, he realized that some memories could not be erased at all.

Whenever she appears, many things come back with her.

A complex and inexplicable emotion welled up within Mo Fan, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples...

Mu Nujiao frowned slightly, interrupting his reverie.

"Have you seen enough?"

Mo Fan snapped out of his daze, coughed awkwardly, and quickly reverted to his usual nonchalant expression.

"I can't help it, I suddenly realized you're even prettier than I remembered."

Do you know me?

"How could the eldest daughter of the Mu family not recognize her?"

"So what's your name?"

"Mo Fan."

Mu Nujiao glanced at him, then turned her gaze to the old wolf.

"Is this your dimensional summon?"

"Hmm." Mo Fan raised his hand and patted the old wolf's neck. "It's a good partner of mine. It has a good temper and looks like me. It's quite handsome."

The old wolf flicked its tail and let out a low growl.

Mu Nujiao's gaze lingered on it for a moment.

This ghost wolf beast was slightly smaller than the average size, but its limbs were well-proportioned, its shoulders and back were low, and its whole body exuded a fierce aura. Especially its sharp eyes, which made it impossible to ignore.

She then looked at Mo Fan.

"You're a beginner summoner now?"

"What, do you think my rank is too low?" Mo Fan raised an eyebrow.

"No, normally no one can beat a summoner in a one-on-one fight," Mu Nujiao turned to the old wolf and said, "Your ghost wolf beast looks very strong."

Mo Fan could tell that her words were not just a simple compliment.

She's not the type to praise others casually. For her to say "very strong" already shows she was quite serious.

Mu Nujiao paused, then suddenly spoke again: "Shall we have a match?"

Mo Fan blinked.

"You and me?"

"You have the fighting power? Let it go." Mu Nujiao looked at the old wolf. "I want to see just how strong it really is."

Mo Fan looked at her and for a moment almost wanted to laugh.

She was like this in her past life: warlike, proud, and competitive.

He glanced at the old wolf, but his mind wasn't on winning or losing; something else was on his mind first.

This girl is at most a beginner level right now, so he can hold back a bit when fighting her.

A duel with the old wolf? What if the old wolf loses control and hurts her? That would be troublesome.

Mo Fan raised his hand and patted the old wolf behind the ear, threateningly saying, "Play with her, but be gentle. If you hurt her, your dog food will be halved."

The old wolf's ears twitched, as if it understood, and it took a step forward.

Mu Nujiao naturally noticed this detail as well.

Her eyes flickered slightly, but she said nothing. She simply took a few steps back and stood on a relatively open patch of grass. The night breeze rustled the blades of grass, and as she raised her hand, green star trails quickly lit up around her.

"Vines—Binding!"

Several thick vines suddenly burst forth from the ground, wrapping around the old wolf. The vines broke through the soil quickly and at tricky angles, clearly not just casually placed.

Mo Fan stood still, but his eyes followed the old wolf.

The old wolf reacted faster than the ordinary ghost wolf beast. With a push of its four limbs, it swept sideways along the ground, and the first vine almost grazed its hind legs before falling into the air.

Then another vine came from the side. Instead of crashing into it, it pressed down on its shoulders and lowered its body, almost brushing against the grass as it slipped through the gap.

Mu Nujiao raised her eyebrows slightly.

She never considered this ghost wolf beast to be an ordinary summoned beast, but after actually fighting it, she realized the gap between her and the ghost wolf beast.

Looks like I'll have to use the magic-enhancing tools...

She suddenly lightened her body and pulled back to create some distance, intending to continue using her plant-based abilities to restrict its movements.

Mo Fan could tell that she was fighting very consciously, not engaging in direct confrontation, but simply trying to control the old wolf.

Old Wolf was having more and more fun, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

It did not charge blindly, but instead used the terrain to its advantage to gradually close the distance.

Mu Nujiao once again formed a star trail, and several vines simultaneously converged from the front, back, left, and right of the old wolf.

This time, the old wolf didn't completely dodge.

A vine wrapped around its forelimbs, while another coiled around its body along its shoulder. Mo Fan was about to tell it to stop when, in the next second, something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, a layer of fur on the old wolf's body bristled.

Thin, dark arcs of electricity shot out from its shoulders, back, limbs, and neck, as if something hidden deep within its flesh and blood had been forced out in that instant.

"Old Wolf!"

Mo Fan's expression changed.

But the lightning wasn't intentionally released by the old wolf; it seemed more like an instinctive reaction suddenly triggered after being bound by the vines.

In an instant, all the electric arcs spread out from the old wolf's body.

Mu Nujiao wasn't far away, and a tiny arc of electricity crept up her arm and into her entire body.

Mo Fan rushed over almost the instant her body swayed down.

He reached out and caught her, using his other hand to support her arm. Mu Nujiao's body was still slightly weak from the lingering electric current, and she lost her balance, bumping into his arms.

Even through the thin fabric, I could feel the lingering tremor in her body.

Mu Nujiao clearly realized this as well. A light pink blush spread across Bai Zhe's cheeks, quickly reaching the tips of his ears, but her brows remained furrowed. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm fine."

"You were almost unable to stand, and you're still fine." Mo Fan looked down at her, his tone tinged with helplessness and his usual mischievousness. "Do you think I'm handsome and trying to scam me? Or do you simply want to get intimate with me before going back?"

Mu Nujiao looked up and glared at him.

"Shut up!"

She remained defiant, but her legs were clearly weak. The sudden, eerie shock from earlier had left a lingering numbness in her waist and legs, making her weak with the slightest movement.

Mo Fan helped her stand for two seconds, and when he realized that she really couldn't walk, he turned his head and glanced at Old Wolf.

The old wolf stood to the side, the dark lightning on its body had dissipated, and it seemed a little dazed, its ears drooping slightly.

Mo Fan didn't have time to argue with it right now, and muttered under his breath, "I'll settle the score with you when we get back."

Without asking Mu Nujiao's opinion, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her horizontally.

Mu Nujiao froze completely.

"Mo Fan!"

"Don't move." Mo Fan held her tightly, glancing down at her. "Can you walk back by yourself like this?"

"Put me down, I can..."

"What can I do?" Mo Fan asked lazily. "Move back by holding onto a tree the whole way? Miss, put your pride aside for now, your life is more important."

Mu Nujiao wanted to retort, but when she opened her mouth, her voice wasn't as strong as before. She couldn't muster any strength and could only subconsciously grab Mo Fan's clothes on the shoulder, her fingers tightening slightly, feeling awkward even to herself.

She had never been hugged like that before.

And it was a boy.

Mo Fan felt the coolness of the night breeze, but his chest was warm, and his steps were steady.

When she looked up, she could see the lines of his jaw and the faint shadow cast by his profile in the moonlight.

For a moment, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable and looked away.

Mo Fan seemed oblivious to her stiffness. After carrying her to Old Wolf's side, he first patted Old Wolf's back.

"Lie down."

Upon seeing this, the old wolf immediately crouched down.

Mo Fan then carefully placed Mu Nujiao on the wolf's back, letting her lean against him.

As soon as Mu Nujiao sat down, she felt a warm body pressed against her back, and her breathing became a little erratic.

"Hold on tight," Mo Fan whispered in her ear.

The sound was very close, and I could feel a warm breeze near my ear, which was ticklish.

Mu Nujiao's fingers twitched, but she still managed to grab the old wolf's neck fur, and she snorted coldly, "Hmph, I don't need you to remind me."

"Okay." Mo Fan smiled. "Don't blame me if you fall."

The old wolf exerted force with all four limbs, its body leaning slightly forward.

The next instant, crimson flames erupted from between its two backs, transforming into a pair of enormous fiery wings. A wave of heat instantly tore through the night wind, and the wolf leaped up, carrying the two of them off the slope, hurtling towards the Huangpu River.