Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Fan pondered for a moment before going inside the house.

Xinxia was helping ease Mu Bai’s pain.

Xinxia told Mo Fan that Mu Bai was still conscious, and could still hear people talking beside him. His condition was similar to a patient in a vegetative state, so Zhao Manyan was being very disrespectful by burning joss paper and knocking on his wooden clapper while Mu Bai was actually still alive.

“Xinxia,” Mo Fan went closer. Tata was no longer around to bother them, so he could finally act a little more reckless.

“Mm?” Xinxia responded.

“Does Izisha’s resurrection have something to do with the God of Darkness?” Mo Fan asked straight away.

Xinxia nodded.

Izisha must have made a deal with the God of Darkness. She looked normal on the surface, like a living person, yet she had been emitting a dark aura ever since she came back to life. It was also the reason Xinxia had told Mo Fan to ask Izisha about Mu Bai’s situation.

“Brother Mo Fan, I recall that you have claimed some of the Pharaoh Spring from the Egyptian team during the World College Tournament, right?” Xinxia asked shrewdly.

“Oh, that is some useful stuff!” Mo Fan confirmed.

Little Loach had given his cultivation a huge boost after absorbing the Pharaoh Spring, even though he had only acquired a small amount of it. Mo Fan was actually thinking of getting more of it from the Egyptian team.

Mo Fan did not consume all of the Pharaoh Spring. He had given Xinxia some of it, as he believed Xinxia would know how to use it better, since it had a pure energy of life.

“Izisha might have come back to life with the help of the Pharaoh Spring, but the Pharaoh Spring isn’t necessarily something the Pharaohs invented. They might have gotten it from the God of Darkness too,” Xinxia said.

“Does that mean Izisha is undead now?” Mo Fan asked.

Xinxia shook her head, “We can’t tell exactly what she is now.”

Izisha was definitely not undead, or the sacred magic Formations in Parthenon Temple would have driven her away. She still had a hint of sacredness about her, and she was still able to use the Healing and Blessing Elements. She could still heal people and drive away plagues with a sacred light.

If she was undead, or even living dead, she would not be able to use the White Magic, since the White Magic and Dark Magic would conflict with one another!

Either way, both Egypt and the God of Darkness had something to do with her resurrection, yet she had managed to bypass the rejection and condemnation of White Magic with some mysterious trick.

Unfortunately, they had yet to find any evidence related to the secret of Izisha’s resurrection. If people believed the way she came back to life was evil and corrupt, that would be treated as blasphemy to the gods the Parthenon Temple worshiped, and she would be overthrown instantly. There would be no need for them to compete with her any longer.

“The scariest thing is, we all know how rotten and wicked she is under the disguise of her flesh, yet we still can’t blow her cover, as no one is going to believe us!” Mo Fan exclaimed.

The Parthenon Temple was supposed to be the most sacred place in the world, yet its heart was already rotten and corrupted. If not, why would they condemn Holy Saint Wen Tai to eternal damnation? What sins did he commit? He was just shining so brightly that the others were jealous of him and wanted to get rid of him. His brilliance was so bright that it lit up the dark side in many people’s hearts, preventing them from keeping up their disguises.

Mo Fan had never met Wen Tai. He was unfamiliar with what kind of a person he was, but he believed Wen Tai was a godly man, since he had managed to convince Salan to choose the path of virtue.

Unfortunately, Wen Tai was dead.

Where did Salan come from?

Weren’t the high-rankers who condemned Wen Tai to Hell the ones who brought her up too? They had killed a sacred man and nurtured a devil!

Mo Fan finally realized why Xinxia could not afford to leave the Parthenon Temple. If Izisha was elected as the Goddess again, Salan would surely stir up great chaos to take revenge. If Izisha was still a ‘sacred person’, Salan would see every person that brilliance shone upon as demons. She had sworn to kill them all. If Izisha had become evil, a fight between the two she-devils was going to result in a bloodbath!

As for innocent people? The two could not care less about them. They were only concerned about winning the fight!

Following the rising sea level and the invasion of the sea monsters across the world, disasters, sickness, plagues, and deaths kept rising. As the Magic Associations and many countries were suffering, the status of the Parthenon Temple continued to rise, so the election of the Goddess was imminent.

The next Goddess would become a person that faith of the whole world clung to. Did Izisha predict all this? Was it the reason she had sealed herself up in the coffin and waited until the new era arrived?

Unfortunately, it did not work out according to her plan after Xinxia showed up with the Soul of the Parthenon Temple. Xinxia had ruined her perfect plan!

Salan had chopped Izisha into pieces to show everyone that Izisha had not come back to life using the Spell of Resurrection!

Izisha seemed to be very familiar with the God of Darkness, knowing how to Summon it to their world. She was also emitting the same strange aura as the Pharaoh Spring!

When Xinxia joined the Parthenon Temple, she went from an intern to a Candidate for the role of the Goddess. She had stopped Izisha from getting her way, but who was supporting Xinxia behind the scenes?

Mo Fan knew that someone had pushed Xinxia into the Parthenon Temple. Those people had never shown themselves, yet they were pulling strings behind the scenes. Who exactly were they?

Mo Fan believed Salan was not responsible for this. Salan had brought Xinxia to Bo City and hid her in his ordinary family because she did not want Xinxia to be involved in the Parthenon Temple’s politics.

It meant there was another faction behind the scenes!

The more Mo Fan thought about it, the more he felt Xinxia was like a puppet being controlled. They might not hurt Xinxia, but they would keep pushing her toward the heart of the struggle. What would happen to Xinxia if Izisha won in the end?

“Every time I come to the Parthenon Temple, I feel like I’m walking into a muddy swamp. The mud alone is enough to trap me, not to mention the demons and devils under it!” Mo Fan sighed deeply.

Xinxia knew someone was pulling strings behind the scenes, yet there was nothing she could do since those people were reluctant to show themselves.

What if she chose to leave?

Once Izisha reclaimed her power, would she let Xinxia go, knowing that she had the Soul of the Parthenon Temple?

Xinxia knew she could no longer live the same life as she had in the past after the Soul of the Parthenon Temple was exposed. She would rather fight bravely than end up being a burden to others because of how useless she was!