In the office at the Southern Military District's branch station, Zu Xingyi sat behind his desk, looking over a stack of documents.
Luo Yunbo stood before him, reporting on a few matters.
After the disaster in Bo City, Snow Peak Mountain Station had temporarily closed, and all the Military Mages who survived the disaster had been promoted.
With Zu Xingyi's own position in the Southern Military District elevated, he had brought the Military Mages under his command along with him, giving them a promotion of sorts as well.
Although they had abruptly left Snow Peak Mountain Station, where they had always been stationed, they did not dislike their new surroundings. On the contrary, they looked forward to their lives here.
As the two chatted, a surge of intense magical fluctuations suddenly came from outside the window, alarming them both.
"What's going on? Who's casting such powerful magic in the Military Department?!"
After his promotion and receiving cultivation resources from the Military Department, Luo Yunbo had broken through to become an Intermediate Mage. Naturally, he could sense that terrifying magical aura.
"No... no one's casting magic."
Zu Xingyi stood up, surprise and excitement spreading across his face as he spoke eagerly.
Although his cultivation had not yet been fully unsealed, he had already regained his peak advanced-level strength. His perception was naturally sharper than Luo Yunbo's, who was only a newcomer to the intermediate level. He knew that this aura came not from someone casting magic, but from a breakthrough in cultivation!
"Hahaha! Little Evil has broken through! That's why the magic energy fluctuations are so intense!"
Hearing Zu Xingyi's explanation, Luo Yunbo nodded in realization. Remembering the slightly youthful and inexperienced boy Mo Xie had been back in Bo City, he could not help smiling nostalgically and sighing.
"Who would've