"This..."
Yu Ang was stunned, completely stunned!!!
He found it hard to imagine how Mo Fan had cultivated.
In such a short time, he already possessed such cultivation?
Dual-element Intermediate Mage Level Three!?
This was a talent that even Mu Ningxue couldn't compare to, let alone the disciples of those great cns and families!
"Yu Ang, you missed your st chance to live," Mo Fan said with a shake of his head, sighing after casually eliminating the Cursed Beast Demon.
"No, don't kill me, I can tell you who the Blue Robe Deacon is," Yu Ang immediately said.
He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die.
"Oh, then tell me. If the information is accurate, I can consider letting you go," Mo Fan said after pretending to ponder for a moment.
"His name is Zhang Meng."
Yu Ang immediately revealed the Blue Robe Deacon's name and also described where he was and what he was doing. Although he didn't know the names of other Church branches, they were all connected to Zhang Meng.
"Very good, I hope this is your chance for leniency," Mo Fan said, directly pinning him down with several Giant Shadow Nails.
Yu Ang instantly became unable to move.
As for Mo Fan, he took out his phone and contacted Teacher Tang Yue.
Unfortunately, Teacher Tang Yue's phone was temporarily unreachable.
Left with no choice, Mo Fan had to contact Old Bao. He couldn't reach Lingling as she should be at school.
So, he could only find Old Bao.
"..."
Mo Fan briefly expined the situation. After Old Bao learned it concerned the Church, he immediately asked, "Is the information accurate?"
"A scumbag from the Church in Bo City has already been captured by me," Mo Fan said.
"Good, then I'll contact the Judgment Association now."
"Mm, if the information is true, remember to call me back," Mo Fan added.
"Alright."
The night was quiet, but this night was destined to be restless.
The Blue Robe Deacon was apprehended. In the early hours of the morning, Mo Fan received a call from Old Bao, confirming the information and stating that the Blue Cloak had been captured, and the Judgment Association was currently eradicating the Church.
"Mo Fan, Mo Fan, you see, I've told you everything I know. Can you let me go now?" Yu Ang said.
With this mission's failure, he wouldn't have a good end. He definitely couldn't go back to the Church... And he had betrayed the Blue Cloak, but as long as he was alive, that was enough.
"Let you go?"
Mo Fan smacked his lips, saying mockingly, "When did you become so naive? And, have you really told me everything?"
"You... what do you mean?"
Mo Fan grabbed Yu Ang's neck and sneered, "You didn't mention a single word about Mu He's matter, did you?"
Yu Ang's face instantly turned pale!
He froze!
He never expected Mo Fan to know about this!
Betraying a Blue Cloak was nothing, even if he escaped, he would just be a minor character and wouldn't attract attention. But if he exposed Mu He??
He was certain that Sa Lang would utterly crush his soul!
That was a consequence he dared not imagine.
"You... what are you talking about?"
"Hu Jin, the Great Deacon, right? It's not like I don't know, why are you so nervous?"
Yu Ang was speechless this time. He couldn't understand how Mo Fan could have known Mu He's identity.
"Actually, I've always known. The reason I didn't directly kill you was simply because I didn't know the name of this Blue Cloak. Now that he's been captured, there's no use in keeping you around." Mo Fan shook his head, and at the same time, the power of lightning directly poured into Yu Ang's body.
Although it was just a Lightning Seal, without any defense, it was naturally a death sentence.
But this death wasn't a quick one; it was a torment, the lightning slowly destroying his internal body.
This Lightning Seal execution was no less than a Manchu torture.
About half an hour ter, after Yu Ang's entire body had no bones left, slumping to the ground like a puddle of mud, Mo Fan finally left a Fire Ignition and departed.
Even though Yu Ang was already dead, he still didn't forget to add more fire.
For Yu Ang, this small fry, it should have been a cause for celebration. After all, it wasted quite a bit of Mo Fan's magic energy.
The next day.
Teacher Tang Yue called.
"Mo Fan... you..."
Mo Fan expined, "Yesterday, I wanted to inform you, but your phone was unreachable, so I could only choose to notify the Qingtian Hunter Agency."
"You know, I'm not talking about that," Teacher Teacher Tang Yue said.
"I know what you mean, but the Church was looking for me. This is something I couldn't avoid, and couldn't escape. Even if I avoided it for a while, could I avoid it for a lifetime? Plus, I just happened to run into Yu Ang..."
Teacher Tang Yue was silent for a moment, finally letting out a sigh.
She also knew that Mo Fan was right. How could being targeted by the Church be solved by hiding?
"It's good that you're alright."
"When are you coming to Magic City?"
Mo Fan chose to ask the main point; he still missed Teacher Teacher Tang Yue quite a bit.
Hmm, mainly to repay his debts. What bad intentions could a person who just wanted to repay debts have?
"Thanks to you solving everything, why would I still go?"
Teacher Teacher Tang Yue also guessed Mo Fan's little thoughts. But why should she spoil him? This boy was getting more and more presumptuous. He kept calling her 'Teacher' but showed no respect in his actions!
"???"
Mo Fan was a bit speechless, it seemed he had dealt with Yu Ang a bit too early.
Damn it!
"Alright, I'm hanging up. I still have other tasks. Take good care of yourself recently, okay?" Teacher Teacher Tang Yue was truly impolite, hanging up as soon as she finished speaking.
Though Mo Fan wanted to, he couldn't do anything about it.
The Church was thoroughly dealt with. Although Mo Fan wasn't nominated, he still received rewards from the Judgment Association and the academy.
Hmm, speaking of rewards, there wasn't anything substantial, but it wasn't entirely without reward. At least, he was given seven days in the Three Step Tower again.
Although these seven days weren't as effective as his initial entry into the Three Step Tower, they still provided considerable assistance.
In the time that followed, Mo Fan focused on cultivation. The path of cultivation was always long and tedious.
Many people hate studying and find it a very dull and boring activity.
In reality, doing anything, even something you're very interested in, if you repeat it three hundred and sixty-five days a year without rest, you'll still grow to dislike and resent it.
It's not hating studying, but being unable to rein in that pyful heart.
In this world, Mo Fan's deepest realization was: the process of magic cultivation is also very, very tedious. When that initial freshness slowly fades with time, the only thing that supports him not wasting a single moment each day is a heart that yearns to become stronger.
Even if the days feel like years, one must persevere.

