Full-Time Magister: My Father is Hua Zhanhong

Chapter 193 Help me get revenge, and I'll go with you.

Chapter 193 Help me get revenge, and I'll go with you.

Perhaps they have waited for too many years, but no humans have appeared who can understand their language.

Or perhaps, even if those people could understand, it wouldn't be enough to earn the attention of the sandstorm's vengeful spirits.

In short, Hua Yu, a human who travels with two monarchs, becomes the object of the sandstorm's vengeful spirits' stories.

"Tell me first what you need my help with, and I'll decide whether or not to help you based on the situation," Hua Yu said calmly, looking at the storm spirit before him.

Hua Yu was only a high-level mage, and he didn't dare to blindly accept a request from a monarch-level creature.

What if this guy angers an even more powerful demon here and asks me to join him in destroying it? That would be a joke.

He's not familiar with it at all!

"Help me lure Devon here," the Storm Wraith said without hesitation.

"Devin? Who is this guy? I don't even know him. How can I bring him here for you?" Hua Yu asked.

"He is an ordinary member of the African Magic Association."

"Oh, that's amazing, I can't handle it."

Hua Yu shrugged, not wanting to get involved in this trouble.

Although the Cape of Good Hope Magic Association of Africa is the weakest of the world's five major magic associations, its members are all prominent figures on the international stage.

"You don't need to do anything; I'll lure him over. Although I can't leave this desert, I've specially sent a group of their people into the Sahara this time. Once they hear the news, they'll definitely send him to rescue us."

Hearing this, Hua Yu was stunned.

So that's why you didn't kill those people, but instead drove them into the desert!

You're a real talent, kid!

Hua Yu couldn't help but feel a bit interested in the sandstorm vengeful spirit in front of him.

"From what you're saying, it seems like you don't really need my help," Hua Yu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No, Devon is a cowardly scoundrel. Even if the African Magic Association sends him, he might not dare to come. To prevent this from happening, I need your cooperation."

Upon hearing Devon's name, Hua Yu clearly sensed that the Sandstorm Wraith's emotions were somewhat unstable.

It seems that the senator named Devon probably had some connection with the sandstorm vengeful spirit before his death.

Moreover, judging from the tone of the sandstorm vengeful spirit, the grudge between them must be very deep.

Seemingly worried that Hua Yu was still unwilling to agree, the sandstorm vengeful spirit hurriedly recounted its grudge against Devon, proving to him that the person it wanted to kill was not a good person.

Hua Yu listened quietly from the side.

Many years ago, two people who came to explore the Sahara encountered a sandstorm.

Although the sandstorm didn't bury them alive, it did leave the two of them completely disoriented in the desert.

With their considerable strength and well-prepared supplies, the two spent three months in the desert.

Over the course of those three months, they relied on constant exploration and reflection, trying again and again to find the right way out.

As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. After repeated attempts, they finally found the marks they had left behind.

Following these marks, they can safely leave the desert.

But on their way back, the two encountered a small earth-elemental celestial being.

Heavenly Seed!

That's a fatal temptation for high-level mages.

Moreover, coincidentally, both of them possessed earth-elemental abilities and were at the advanced level of cultivation, making the allure of that celestial seed even greater.

Unfortunately, that day's seed was protected by a monarch-level elemental spirit.

Devon decided to give up on the spot. His idea was to get out of here as soon as possible. He didn't want to stay in this damn desert for even a second longer.

The other person, like Mo Fan, had earned all his resources through his own hard work and struggle. Naturally, he was unwilling to give up that Heavenly Seed and wanted to give it a try.

The two disagreed and parted ways.

The person who stayed behind was indeed lucky; despite fighting the Sandstorm Spirit to a standstill, he still managed to take the Heavenly Seed.

Time was of the essence, and he was also afraid that the spirit of the sandstorm would follow. Therefore, he planned to wait until he left the Sahara Desert before absorbing the celestial seed he had collected.

To his surprise, he defeated the spirit of the sandstorm, obtained the Heavenly Seed, and left the Sahara Desert, but he failed to see through people's hearts.

"puff!"

As a sharp stone pillar pierced his body, the image of that wildly laughing figure became the last thing he saw before he closed his eyes.

"Don't blame me, Sandy, it's your own fault for always getting in my way!"

While laughing, Devon took the Heavenly Seed from Sandy and then left.

Filled with intense resentment, Sandy's soul, after death, attached itself to the heavily wounded spirit of the sandstorm.

At this point, the spirit of the sandstorm became the vengeful spirit of the sandstorm.

The sandstorm's vengeful spirit didn't enter the Sahara Desert; it lingered near the entrance, waiting for someone to arrive.

After hearing the whole story of the sandstorm's vengeful spirit, Hua Yu remained calm and did not feel any indignation, only a little regret.

Many years ago, someone who could take on a monarch-level elemental spirit in one-on-one combat would be a formidable force even now.

Such people did not die in the great war between humans and demons, but at the hands of their own kind.

How ridiculous!

"What benefits will I get?" Hua Yu suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this question, the sandstorm vengeful spirit was clearly taken aback.

I've gone to so much trouble to tell you my tragic story, and after you've listened, you still want something in return before you'll help me?

Do you even have any compassion left?

"I don't do things that don't bring me any benefit," Hua Yu added calmly.

Those words sound so familiar!

The sandstorm spirit's eyes, exposed in the sandstorm, were fixed on Hua Yu ahead.

Wasn't Sandy, who dared to fight and was fearless back then, just like that?

"jajaja~~~"

Seemingly seeing its own reflection in the other, the sandstorm vengeful spirit suddenly let out a strange sound that sounded like laughter.

"As long as I can get revenge, I'm willing to go with you and do whatever you say."

Aside from seeking revenge, the sandstorm vengeful spirit hadn't figured out how it should survive in this world with such a body.

When demons go to fight against humans?

Having been human in his previous life, he didn't want to do such a thing.

Then why not find a human you respect, follow him, and fight again with this body!

In its view, this silver-haired brat in front of it must be hiding a huge secret.

The fact that those two creatures, whose auras were even stronger than his own, were willing to follow him meant that another purpose of the Sandstorm Wraiths was to see up close what was so special about Hua Yu that made them willingly follow him.

"make a deal."

Hua Yu nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "Wait for me here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of silver light appeared.

(End of this chapter)