The Disaster Ends, Ghost Shadow Evil Disciple

The arrival of the Sky Eagle Legion essentially drew a close to the Bocheng disaster. After Mo Fan wolfed down a couple of bites of food, he followed them to sweep through the demons.

Other mages couldn't collect Lingering Soul Remnants or Spirit Essences when killing demons, so Mo Fan gladly took all of those for himself.

The sweep lasted an entire week, even the sewers were cleansed with magic, and Mo Fan raked in a full haul.

After condensing and upgrading all the Lingering Soul Remnants, Mo Fan obtained ten General-level Spirit Essences—a truly satisfying and bountiful harvest.

With such a terrifying disaster striking Bocheng, the whole nation was shocked. From the third day onward, supplies donated from across the country began arriving one after another.

Rebuilding Bocheng would take time. The government offered two policies: first, Settlement Housing was being built in major cities nationwide; second, for those who stayed to rebuild Bocheng, the military would arrange free housing and provide wages as well.

"Mo Fan, a Military Mage said Zhan Kong wants you to come over," Mo Jiaxing said as he approached Mo Fan.

"Mm, I'll head over first. You and my aunt discuss whether to stay in Bocheng or leave," Mo Fan said, standing up and walking toward the Watchtower.

Climbing the long staircase, Mo Fan reached the top of the Watchtower again.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Boss Zhan Kong!" Mo Fan rapped on the wall.

"You've got some manners, kid. Come in and talk," Zhan Kong said. He wasn't wearing his military green robe; his upper body was wrapped in clean white bandages.

"So, Boss Zhan Kong, did you take care of the Winged Azure Wolf?" Mo Fan asked with a grin.

"Close."

At the mention of the Winged Azure Wolf, Zhan Kong's face filled with killing intent. If part of his power hadn't been sealed, how could he have failed to take down a mere Winged Azure Wolf!

"Never mind my business for now. What are you thinking?" Zhan Kong asked.

"Please don't try to persuade me, Chief Instructor. I have zero interest in the military. But I can recommend someone for you—"

"Who?"

"Zhang Xiaohou!"

"Him?" Zhan Kong furrowed his brow. He really hadn't noticed that kid had the makings of a good soldier.

"Yeah, Monkey told me that yesterday," Mo Fan said.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be off."

"Wait, which city are you going to?" Zhan Kong asked with some concern.

"Modu!"

"Good." Zhan Kong let out a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't the Imperial Capital, that was fine. What good talent could withstand Dean Song He's ruining? That old Song He really had a knack for crushing geniuses.

Mo Fan returned to his previous spot.

Mo Jiaxing said, "Mo Fan, your aunt and uncle-in-law plan to stay in Bocheng. Wherever you want to go, we'll go. I'll follow your lead, Dad."

"Then let's go to Modu," Mo Fan answered without a second thought.

After all, in his past life, the place he knew best was Modu. All his good friends from that life had been met there, so of course he had to return to Modu.

The family of three moved fast—they left as soon as they decided.

First, they took a bus to Xiameng Island, the closest stop to Bocheng, then caught a direct train to Modu.

Xiameng Island. It brought back memories of the days when he'd beaten up the Twin Disaster Stars. Good times—this life, he'd get to beat them again!

Twin Disaster Stars: Did you hear that? Is that human speech?

Mo Fan closed his eyes, his mind entering his Spiritual Universe.

Inside the Little Loach space were ten General Spirit Essences. Mo Fan first used the [Celestial Spirit Codex] to upgrade seven General Spirit Essences into one Commander Spirit Essence.

Commander-level creatures were already quite powerful, possessing city-wrecking strength, capable of commanding demons and ruling as kings!

Fire and Lightning Magic didn't need much strengthening for now, so the only directions were Shadow Magic and Summoning Element. Since he had no Contracted Beast for Summoning, that left only Shadow Magic.

Shadow Magic was also a relatively strong element for him. In his past life, he had killed the Shadow Kin King, who governed the source of Shadow Magic, and it was one of the elements he'd advanced to forbidden curse level faster.

Celestial Spirit Codex—Commander Layer.

Mo Fan's main choice was still a Dark Dimension creature: the Ghost Shadow Evil Disciple from the Shadow Kin bloodline, whose soul shadow contained nine dark stars.

Ability—[Ghost Shadow]

This ability allowed his own shadow to come to life and do anything for Mo Fan.

It seemed like a crude ability, but in truth, the Ghost Shadow's strength was tied to his Shadow Magic. Even later, if Mo Fan awakened other Dark Magic, the Ghost Shadow could use those as well.

As for the three General Spirit Essences, Mo Fan left them untouched, keeping them for emergencies.

On the train, Mo Fan had one arm around Xin Xia's waist, his head resting on her shoulder.

Xin Xia had wanted to read a book on the ride, but Mo Fan clung to her, making it impossible for her to focus.

The guy on the other side of the aisle watched Mo Fan's audacity and nearly burst a lung. Stop it, you animal! Let her go, let me take over.

Honestly, in his past life, Mo Fan's impression of Modu was all about extravagant indulgence, neon lights, the gleam of diamonds, and the three giants of Lujiazui.

But in truth, Modu was only truly Modu for those in high positions.

The family of three found the Settlement Housing based on the official address. It looked no different from his past life—normal from the outside, but oppressively cramped inside.

Since the arrival was rather rushed, Mo Fan barely managed to piece together a resting spot for Xin Xia, then made Old Dad sleep on the sofa while he himself grabbed two cardboard sheets and lay down on the floor.

Returning to Modu, Mo Fan lay on the ground, his heart churning with a thousand emotions.

Going from frugal to lavish was easy; going from lavish back to frugal was hard.

Mo Fan felt he needed to plan things out properly. There were so many places he needed to spend money now, not to mention anything else—just Spirit Essences alone.

A Servant-level Spirit Essence was priced between two million and five million.

General-level Spirit Essences shot up into the tens of millions. If Mo Fan was willing to sell the three Spirit Essences inside Little Loach's space, his assets would definitely exceed a hundred million.

As for Commander-level Spirit Essences, their price ranged from three hundred million to five hundred million—truly luxury goods.

Monarch-level Spirit Essences were no longer things that could circulate on the market.

Mo Fan currently had a little over two hundred thousand on hand. Part of it was hard-earned money from hunting demons, and another part was official rewards for defending Bocheng.

Mo Jiaxing adapted to circumstances and quickly found a job, returning to his old trade as a veteran driver.

Mo Fan and Xin Xia planned to study on their own for this year and then wait for next year's unified academy recruitment.

Little Loach had devoured the Earth Sacred Spring, its own rank leaping who knows how many levels. The spiritual light it emitted could now envelop all four of Mo Fan's elements at once.

This meant Mo Fan could cultivate all four elements simultaneously, and his cultivation time was greatly extended.

Mo Fan suddenly recalled that beneath the Lanyang City waterworks lay a Fire Feather Venerate Pool. At the time, he hadn't known what it was, but later he learned it was the Nirvana site of the Sacred Totem, the Southern Li Sacred Feather Vermilion Bird.

However, Lanyang was a major city, and that pool was an existence on par with the Earth Sacred Spring. For Mo Fan to enter, he would need to make a tremendous contribution to Lanyang City.

Otherwise, the moment he stepped in, he'd be arrested by the Judges.

Directly sent through a one-stop service of hanging and burning!

Forget it, forget it. For now, it was better to focus on improving his strength. He wondered if Commander Hua had taken notice of him yet.