Versatile Mage: Starting with the White Tiger Pendant-Chapter 216: Prelude

In Magic City, Lu Jun and his party stepped out of the airport.

Mo Fan said cheerfully, "Finally back. That trip to the scorching lands of Dunhuang wasn't in vain. I got the Flame Empress. Totally didn't expect that Monkey got married didn't even tell us! That's not very brotherly of him."

"Indeed." Lu Jun nodded in approval, then added, "But didn't he say that after he gets some time off, he'll hold a proper grand wedding and invite all his friends and family?"

"Hehehe, too many wolves in the army, not enough meat. Zhang Xiaohou got anxious and tied the knot early to feel secure."

Mo Fan rubbed his chin. "Seems like he's getting transferred from Dongting Lake, right? To the Ancient Capital? Who knows when we'll get to see him again."

"Hou's unit belongs to Central Command and he's one of the key personnel they're cultivating. Transfers are frequent. He might even end up here in Magic City."

Hearing this, Lu Jun responded. He couldn't help but feel a headache Zhang Xiaohou still ended up going to the Ancient Capital just like in the original.

Thankfully, He Yu isn't in the reconnaissance team. As a Water Element healing mage stationed in a safe zone, she won't die in vain.

As for Monkey... he still ended up with that Earth Element Spirit Seed from Dongting Lake, Quagmire, even after it was trafficked. As a Wind and Earth dual-element mage, escaping should be no issue.

Moreover, Lu Jun had specifically reminded Zhang Xiaohou to keep Ash Garlic on hand while on missions in the Ancient Capital.

That item could mask the presence of the living, allowing one to move freely among the undead. At a critical moment, it could be a lifesaver. With both in hand, he should be totally secure.

Anything beyond that, Lu Jun couldn't say. On one hand, he couldn't explain the source of his intel. On the other, even if he warned about the The Dark Abyss in advance, it might alert the enemy.

After all, the core technology behind the The Dark Abyss's summoning was never revealed in the original even after the Undead Calamity ended.

You can't guard against thieves for a thousand days. All he could do was prepare for defense and counterattacks, using his knowledge of the future to resolve things perfectly and on time.

Even so, after repeated reminders, Zhang Xiaohou remained quite puzzled. Lu Jun casually lied and said he'd just done research into the Ancient Capital's customs to cover it up.

Luckily, Zhang Xiaohou's whole vibe was just honest and trusting, so he didn't ask anything and simply agreed.

"The Dark Abyss, undead, Ancient Kings..."

Lu Jun suspected that the method of summoning the Abyss was related to the Dark King.

After all, Undead Magic originated from the Dark Plane. Salan, Ye Chang's husband—was Wentai, who fell into the Dark Plane and became an avatar of the Dark King. That logic checked out.

Besides, Wentai's adopted daughter, Asha'ria using the alias Ye Meng'e had just so happened to show up in the Ancient Capital.

Ye Chang, Ye Meng'e, Ye Xinxia... the connections were obvious.

"Tsk tsk, Asha'ria, this intel queen, came all the way from Europe to the Ancient Capital. Could she be playing both sides between the Black Vatican and the Tribunal?"

Lu Jun speculated. According to the original, the Tribunal inexplicably had a continuous flow of information during the disaster and played a key role in dealing with the The Dark Abyss in the Ancient Capital.

He pondered deeply and concluded that the key players in this matter were Asha'ria and Salan. When the time came for the trip to the Ancient Capital, he'd have to keep a close eye on them both.

At Magic City Airport, Mo Fan didn't go back to the university with Lu Jun and the others. He had to escort Xinxia to Zhejiang Province.

To that, Lu Jun glanced at Xinxia sitting in a wheelchair and couldn't help but feel just how complicated her family background was.

Her mother was Salan, a Red Cardinal—fine. But her father was Wentai, the unprecedented male Saint of the Parthenon Temple, and her adopted sister was unreadable.

Keep in mind, the Parthenon Temple was extremely important. Along with the Five Continents Magic Association, the Hunter Alliance, and the Sacred City, it formed the eight peak forces of the human world a true power summit.

It was also one of the twin pillars of the Western world alongside the Sacred City one couldn't exist without the other.

And finally, the Parthenon Temple was the leader of White Magic, proficient in four major systems: Blessing, Healing, Psychic, and Plant. Especially the Blessing Element it had monopolized the world's Awakening method, truly one of a kind.

Even the Southern Nobility back home—the family behind Nanrong Ni had their Blessing Magic lineage tied to the Parthenon Temple.

The Divine Imprint Benediction, the prize Lu Jun coveted from this National Team Championship, originated there.

Xinxia was basically the queen of both light and dark sides. "Reborn as the Daughter of the Top Powers of the Black and White Worlds."

"Tsk tsk, and inside her lies the Resurrection Divine Soul, a divine artifact only the Goddess of the Parthenon could possess. It likely came from her father, Wentai, allowing her to perform Resurrection Magic."

Lu Jun was envious. In this treacherous world, who wouldn't want to carry a resurrection armor with them?

The Resurrection Divine Soul was of higher quality than the things he planned to acquire in the Ancient Capital. Beyond just Resurrection Magic, it could summon the Twelve Sacred Souls, each of Forbidden Curse-level strength.

"The Divine Soul was originally forged from the essence of the ancient western supreme powerhouse Athena's origin. In her lifetime, that being had a solid imperial status—easily a Dominator (Mid-Level Emperor) level."

He muttered to himself, currently having no thoughts about it. That thing involved way too many parties too many eyes watching it.

Red Cardinal Salan, the Parthenon Temple, and the deceased Saint Son, now the current Dark King, Wen Tai.

Too dangerous to provoke.

Even Xin Xia herself had suffered immense misfortunes because of the Resurrection Divine Soul. She was swept into a massive vortex. Not to mention, the Divine Soul caused her to be unable to stand on her legs since childhood.

After being taken to the Parthenon Temple, she faced one scheme after another.

Though she later became a figure who unified both the righteous and dark worlds, her heart had already turned cold. A deceptive beauty cloaked in white, completely transformed. Could this be called a kind of blessing?

Lu Jun gazed into the distance as Mo Fan wheeled Xin Xia away. Then he came back to his senses this was no longer his concern.

His older sister Lu Mei wore a gentle smile. She softly reached out and held her younger brother's hand. The two walked home side by side, hand in hand.

She was in great spirits. Tang Yue, ah, to this day, Lu Jun still hasn't given you any gifts.

But me? My little brother was willing to make a grand effort, even summoned a Monarch-level elemental wraith to protect me and got his hands on a Fire Elemental Crystal.Do you have that?

Lu Jun had no idea about the little plans swirling in Lu Mei's heart.

Once settled, he immediately got to work refining his exclusive Ghost Minion.

Within the White Tiger pendant, threads of grayish-white Tribulation Aura rose from the Blood Lake, constantly washing over the Ghost women's soul. The originally ghostly blue flames were gradually tainted into a grayish-white, solidified soul body.

Moments later, Lu Jun extracted the "raw material."

A tall, graceful female ghost stood in the room. Her features were delicate, her figure voluptuous and mature. She wore all white, surrounded by threads of deathly tribulation. Her fully materialized soul form radiated powerful psychic and curse fluctuations.

The Ghost Women's soul seemed to have reverted to her true appearance, the charred marks from the tribulation fire all faded away.

"Female version of Bai Wuchang? Before she was burned, the Ghost Women was actually kind of good-looking."

Seeing this, Lu Jun studied her with interest.

At this point, the beautiful eyes of the female ghost were vacant. Her consciousness had been completely washed away by the White Tiger pendant. She was now a blank slate, retaining only deeply embedded combat instincts and techniques.

One could now paint on her however they pleased mold her into any shape they desired.

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