Versatile Mage

1330 Shadow Demon Assassinate

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

A Healer at the Magic Association barely saved Leng Qing’s life after they brought her to the Canton Tower. However, it was unlikely that they could cleanse the dark energy inside her body.

Xiao Ping was barely in better condition. They were able to replenish the blood she had lost in time. Their sickbeds were placed together. Lingling and Mo Fan stayed around, yet they were still feeling uneasy.

“You two better get some rest. They won’t wake up anytime soon, but their lives are no longer in danger. I believe the Healers will find a way to help them recover.” Feng Zhoulong patted Mo Fan and Lingling on the shoulder, telling them not to worry too much about it.

Mo Fan and Lingling were indeed worn out. They had come all the way from the Magic City and headed to Leng Qing right away. They had to be on alert against the assassin at all times as they escorted the two injured people to the Magic Association to receive the treatment they desperately needed.

“Go get some rest in the next room. Don’t you worry, there’s no chance the assassin can break into our Nanguo Magic Association,” Feng Zhoulong declared.

Mo Fan and Lingling were at their limits. They went to the next room to get some rest. Feng Zhoulong assigned a few Mages to keep an eye on Leng Qing and Xiao Ping as an extra safety precaution.

“Don’t worry, your sister will be fine,” Mo Fan comforted Lingling.

Lingling had been panicking a lot while her sister was in danger. The little girl had been able to face any situation calmly before, yet she could only lean on Mo Fan’s arm with a helpless look.

“Here, get some rest,” Mo Fan put Lingling to bed and placed the blanket over her.

Lingling looked at Mo Fan with wide eyes. Mo Fan flicked her forehead and said, “Hurry up and sleep.”

“I’m not used to having a man around when I sleep…” Lingling told him.

“…”

Mo Fan left the room with a helpless look. He went for a walk along a glass corridor. His mental strength was quite impressive. He was already resting as long as he was not in a fight.

Mo Fan sat down. He was planning to meditate to recover his energy when his phone started ringing.

“Brother Mo Fan!” Xinxia’s voice came from the other end, soothing Mo Fan’s thoughts. He had an urge to dive into the phone and reach Xinxia on the other end when he heard her voice, just so he could hug the sweet girl and fondle her.

However, before Mo Fan could speak, Xinxia exclaimed joyfully, “Guess where I am now?”

“Mm?” Mo Fan raised his brows. If Xinxia was asking him that question, it meant that she was somewhere close to him.

Could it be that the Parthenon Temple had finally given Xinxia some time off? Was she coming back to the country?

Mo Fan had been staying in China lately, since he was busy with all kinds of things. He promised Xinxia he would visit the Parthenon Temple, yet he had not fulfilled his promise yet. He was feeling a little guilty.

Having a long distance relationship was an absolute struggle. When was he going to master the spell Blink? Perhaps he could build his own teleporting formation in Xinxia’s bedroom in the Parthenon Temple, so he could just teleport to her whenever he was missing her. He would climb onto her when she was fast asleep… hehehe!

“Little Flame Belle, tell me, where is your mummy?” Mo Fan asked.

“AH, that’s not fair!” Xinxia complained.

Little Flame Belle would know where Xinxia was since they were sharing the same heart. However, Little Flame Belle was currently fast asleep. Mo Fan was just joking with Xinxia.

“You’re back in the country?” Mo Fan asked.

“Mm!” Xinxia replied.

“In the Magic City?” Mo Fan asked.

“Wrong,” Xinxia seemed a little pleased.

“Your Highness, can you at least wear a hat? It’s going to be troublesome if someone recognizes us. You’re no longer the same as before. You have to member that you’re a Candidate of the Parthenon Temple, no matter where you go. Tens of thousand of disciples are concerned about your wellbeing. You shouldn’t make yourself vulnerable to danger…”

Mo Fan heard someone speaking while he was on the phone with Xinxia. The person was speaking in English, so Mo Fan could understand it.

Xinxia had mentioned the wise woman to Mo Fan several times when they were on the phone previously. She kept saying how overcautious the old lady was. She kept repeating the same advice. Xinxia mentioned the old lady would be a perfect caretaker if she did not talk so much.

“Where are you then? Don’t tell me you’re in Guangzhou,” Mo Fan ignored the old woman standing beside Xinxia.

“Look above you,” Xinxia said.

Mo Fan raised his head. He was currently on the seventieth floor in the Canton Tower. The only thing he could see above him was the dark sky shrouded by a mist.

Mo Fan stared at the sky a little longer, and saw a red dot winking on and off, and moving slowly across the sky. It was flying above Guangzhou City!

“You’re on that plane?” Mo Fan smiled. He sounded excited.

“Yes!” Xinxia was happy.

She had come to give Mo Fan a little surprise. She only knew Mo Fan was in Canton Tower because she could sense Little Flame Belle’s presence.

“What seat did you buy? Why can you use a phone?” Mo Fan asked.

“Brother Mo Fan, you always ask the weirdest questions…”

“HAHAHA, just jump down from the plane. I promise that I’ll catch you!” Mo Fan was looking forward to seeing Xinxia. He kept staring at the plane with a glowing red light.

“Tata will never allow it,” Xinxia answered.

—

—

While Mo Fan and Xinxia were on the phone a few thousand meters apart, Xiao Ping, who was lying on the sickbed, let out a soft moan.

The person guarding the entrance looked into the room after hearing the sound. He did not put much attention on it after realizing it was from one of the patients. The man looked to his left and right. He hesitated for a moment before lighting up a cigarette and walking further away to take a smoke.

Only a Forbidden Mage would be able to infiltrate the heavily guarded Canton Tower without alerting anyone. The man assumed the job he had been assigned to was a complete waste of his time.

The light in the ward was slightly dimmer, to ensure the patients could get a good rest.

Xiao Ping was lying on a white sickbed. The wound on her neck was wrapped in bandages. The vein that had been sliced open was slowly mending under the effects of medicine and Healing Magic.

However, black blood suddenly poured out from Xiao Ping’s wound. The blood stained the bandages as something strange leaked out from it.

More black blood began to pour out from the wound. The girl’s body was trembling.

The black blood suddenly emitted a strange light. The light projected her shadow on the nearby wall. It was a black outline of her lying on the bed.

The black outline suddenly rose to her feet, walking in a strange manner.

The shadow resembling Xiao Ping tiptoed over to Leng Qing’s bed. It grinned as it faced the entrance, as if it was laughing at the people that were trying to protect Leng Qing.

The hand of the shadow turned into a blade as it stabbed into Leng Qing’s chest. The shadow blade punctured Leng Qing’s heart without leaving any visible wound on her, yet the deadly dark energy was pouring into her heart!

Leng Qing’s heart was beating slowly, but it suddenly wilted away like a flower that had been poisoned!

—

“AHHHH!”

Mo Fan whirled around when he heard the scream. He realized the sound had come from Leng Qing’s ward.

Mo Fan quickly went over to the ward and saw Lingling sitting on the ground with a blank face. Tears were running down her face.

“Mo Fan, my sister is dead, she’s dead!” Lingling slightly recovered after seeing Mo Fan, but she was on the verge of having a mental breakdown.

It took them great efforts to bring Leng Qing to the Magic Association. They had placed her under heavy surveillance and her condition had finally stabilized. However, she had died all of a sudden briefly after.

“Her heart has stopped beating,” Feng Zhoulong said. His face was filled with disbelief as he spoke.

How did Leng Qing die? The old Healer clearly stated that her condition was stable. Why would her heart stop beating all of a sudden?

“Dark energy,” Mo Fan pointed at Leng Qing’s chest as soon as he sensed something unusual.

Mo Fan followed the trail of the dark energy and discovered that it had come from Xiao Ping who was still unconscious.

“Damn it!” Mo Fan cursed furiously.

Xiao Ping was corrupted by the dark energy, too. Bei Jiang had controlled Xiao Ping’s shadow and killed Leng Qing!

Mo Fan had never heard of anything like it. Even a Super Mage like Feng Zhoulong was dumbfounded. The Hall of Assassins had managed to kill an Elder of the Enforcement Union while she was under their protection!

“Mo Fan, Mo Fan, what should I do, what should I do!?” Lingling was full of tears. Losing her father had turned her into a quiet mature girl, but when the same tragedy happened again, it felt like she had turned into a little girl again. She kept repeating the same words while crying in agony.

Mo Fan was suffering when he saw Lingling’s reaction.

He swore to kill the assassin who was treating human lives like something he could trample as he wished!

“Brother Mo Fan… Brother Mo Fan, did something happen?” Xinxia’s worried voice came from the phone. Her voice stood out as the room fell silent as everyone was overwhelmed by Leng Qing’s death.

Mo Fan was going to say he would explain it to Xinxia after she had landed, but he felt a surge of lightning within him as a thought crossed his mind.

“Xinxia, Xinxia, can you save a person whose heart has just stopped beating!?” Mo Fan asked.

Xinxia was unable to use the Spell of Resurrection since her cultivation was still too weak. She had to pay a great price in order to resurrect someone. She had sacrificed her heart when she resurrected Little Flame Belle. She would most likely have to sacrifice her life if she wanted to resurrect someone again! Mo Fan was well aware of that!

However, there had always been sayings about how the Healing Magic of the Parthenon Temple was able to save someone from the dead. Even a Healer at the Super Level would have no hope of bringing Leng Qing back to life, but Xinxia might have a chance since she was a Saintess of the Parthenon Temple!