The Black Flood Pavilion's Trap

Although the Tribunal issued Document No. 5, the progress of pursuing the Black Flood Pavilion has been very slow because things inside the Black Flood Pavilion are very strange.

Members operate under codenames, and each operation is initiated by a superior who assigns tasks to their subordinates. Members only know their direct superior and not their colleagues.

However, there's a memory worm at play between superiors and subordinates. For example, a Blue-robed member could give orders to Black-robed members and use the memory worm to make them forget their identities. Then, at a crucial moment, their identity could be reactivated.

This way, even the Black Flood Pavilion itself wouldn't know it's the Black Flood Pavilion, making apprehension incredibly difficult.

To arrest a Blue-robed member, a Red-robed member is required. Isn't this putting the cart before the horse? Furthermore, there are no Blue-robed Deacons in the Tribunal right now!

Mo Fan does have a method, but he doesn't dare to use it within the Tribunal. He's unsure if there are any Black Flood Pavilion spies present. If this method were to be discovered by the Black Flood Pavilion, he would definitely be placed on their assassination list.

Therefore, the only way now is to stick close to Xiao Ding. In his previous life, Xiao Ding was killed by the Black Flood Pavilion, so by following him, Mo Fan is sure to encounter them.

The higher-ups went off to discuss matters, leaving Mo Fan, Xiao Ding, and Ling Ling in an empty conference room looking through files.

Ling Ling glanced left at Mo Fan and then right at Xiao Ding before sighing deeply. "Why am I stuck with you two?"

"Because arresting the Black Flood Pavilion is too dangerous. Senior Sister said we only need to deal with the Grey-robed Cultists," Xiao Ding stated truthfully.

"What's the point of dealing with Grey-robed Cultists? At least let us go after the Black-robed Cultists," Ling Ling felt underestimated.

She was the youngest Hunter Master in history!

"You have to take things one step at a time. If we can't even find Grey-robed Cultists, where are we going to find Black-robed Cultists?" Mo Fan patted Ling Ling's head again.

"Mo Fan!!!"

The little girl's face changed. Don't just pat my head randomly, or I'll bite you to death!

As the two were playfully bickering, the conference room door was suddenly pushed open. Tang Yue, with her cold, charming beauty, stood at the doorway and said coldly, "Mo Fan, come out."

Mo Fan was startled. Seeing that it was Tang Yue, his expression instantly drooped. "Teacher Tang Yue..."

Even though he really didn't want to go, Mo Fan knew that the consequences of not going would be even worse!

So, he obediently walked over. After all, he definitely wouldn't die, so he might as well try to quickly improve Teacher Tang Yue's favorability.

Mo Fan walked out of the conference room and followed Tang Yue into a small room next door.

It turned out to be a storage room. After entering, Tang Yue turned around and looked at the pitiful, goofy Mo Fan. She was instantly amused. So you're scared now, huh? What were you doing before?

"You're quite brave. Do you know what we're facing? Do you really think that after dealing with Bai Yang and Yu Ang in Bo City, all Black Flood Pavilion members are like them?"

"The real Black Flood Pavilion is terrifying. They are inhuman and especially like to kill magic geniuses like you!" Tang Yue said with stern eyes.

"Huh—huh?" Mo Fan looked up in astonishment.

Mo Fan had expected Tang Yue to be there to scold him, but he never thought she'd be there to care about him. His expression froze for a moment.

"What 'huh huh' is that? Did you hear what I said?"

Seeing Mo Fan's dazed expression, Tang Yue immediately pinched his ear with her delicate hand.

"Ow, that hurts! Teacher Tang Yue, don't worry. I might stumble when dealing with Blue-robed members, but Grey-robed ones are really small fries to me." Mo Fan took Tang Yue's hand, his voice warm.

"You—"

A blush spread across Tang Yue's pretty face. She tried to pull her hand back but found Mo Fan's grip much stronger than hers.

"Teacher Tang Yue, don't worry. I'm stronger than you think. Did you forget I have Innate Dual Elements?" Mo Fan had no ill intentions.

Seeing that Tang Yue wasn't planning to settle scores with him, Mo Fan instantly felt much more relaxed.

Two days passed. Ning Hongyue and Duan Fei had already gone on missions. Mo Fan and the others were still playing by West Lake, as if they were on vacation.

Just as Mo Fan truly thought he was going to enjoy paid leave, Ling Ling received a call from Leng Qing.

Southwest of Song City is a large city with a population of one million called Haiyang City. Under Haiyang City's jurisdiction is a town called Qingyang Town. Secret agents reported that a large Black Beast Demon Transformation Pool might be hidden there.

This is because the Grey-robed Cultists they captured had all basically been there. Since the Black Flood Pavilion has no fixed base, the only remaining possibility is that there is a large Black Beast Demon Transformation Pool there.

Mo Fan and Xiao Ding were to assist and prevent any Black Flood Pavilion members from escaping Qingyang Town.

Ling Ling didn't hear her name and quickly asked, "What about me? What do I do, Sis?"

"You'll be stationed at the command center, constantly updating Mo Fan and Xiao Ding on the situation!!" Leng Qing replied.

"Oh." Ling Ling pouted.

Although she couldn't go to the front lines with Mo Fan and Xiao Ding, she knew her sister was doing this for her own good. After all, she was just a young girl who hadn't even awakened her magic yet.

Mo Fan and Xiao Ding exchanged a look. Finally, they had a front-line mission! At the same time, they could see how short-handed the Tribunal was.

He hadn't seen many Tribunal members at the Magic Association building in the past two days. Otherwise, with someone like Mo Fan around, he would have been mocked long ago.

The two took the Tribunal's special vehicle to Qingyang Town, arriving after five hours. The other passengers on the vehicle were trainee and intern Tribunal members.

"We're here. Get off," the Tribunal member leading them was Tang Yue.

After disembarking, Tang Yue assigned tasks to everyone else.

The Tribunal had identified eighteen routes in and out of Qingyang Town. Now, each person was assigned to guard one route to prevent the Black Flood Pavilion from escaping.

Thus, Mo Fan and Xiao Ding were separated. However, the routes they guarded were only five hundred meters apart, so they could quickly provide support for each other no matter what happened!

"Mo Fan, be careful," Tang Yue instructed Mo Fan alone before they departed.

This made the other adjudicators' eyes turn hostile. Tang Yue was the brightest flower in their Spirit Hidden Tribunal, and each of them harbored desires for her.

The closer Tang Yue and Mo Fan appeared to be, the more it provoked the animosity of the other adjudicators!

Mo Fan nodded slightly.

One person guarding one route seemed a bit risky. The Grand Adjudicator likely wouldn't bother chasing after minor pests. It would be fine if they encountered Grey-robed Cultists, but if they ran into Black-robed Cultists, it would be a test of who had more combat experience.

Mo Fan wasn't worried about himself; he was worried about Xiao Ding, who was not far away.

As the sky gradually darkened, dark clouds obscured the stars. The ancients said it was a dark and windy night for murder. Mo Fan could imagine the ferocity and brutality of the battles to come.

While Mo Fan was lost in thought, Ling Ling spoke into his earpiece, "The Adjudicator Envoys have made their move. The enemy's strength is quite troublesome. Besides two Blue-robed Deacons, there's also an Executioner."

"The Black Flood Pavilion deliberately leaked information about this place. This is a trap set for the Tribunal!!" Ling Ling exclaimed in shock.