Versatile Mage: Starting with the White Tiger Pendant-Chapter 213: Lu Jun Makes His Move

Beneath the Star Whispering Sky Tree.

Seeing the unfamiliar arm gripping her wrist, the Ghost Woman's eyes surged with intensity, her mind gripped by fear and shock.

When had someone infiltrated the team and, without a sound, appeared right next to her?

As a high-level Psychic Mage, she hadn't sensed a thing. Even more shocking, no one else noticed either.

Only when the other party made a move did their overwhelming presence suddenly burst forth, as if descending forcibly from another dimension. It wasn't until that moment, when the presence filled her entire field of vision, that she realized someone was there.

The Ghost Woman followed the arm and quickly glanced to her side only to be frightened out of her wits.

There stood a dark, charcoal-skinned fiend with a blue face and tusks, black-red eyes glowing, its body towering like a small mountain. It cast a massive shadow that engulfed her, its menacing aura clawing and howling with evil.

"Ah!!" the Ghost Woman screamed. Somehow, the hand gripping her wrist had transformed into a ghostly claw. The terror shattered her mental defenses, branding the image of the fiend into her psyche.

Unimaginable how could a high-level mage proficient in both Curse and Psychic elements be frightened by a ghostly entity?

Lu Jun's eyes gleamed with black-red brilliance. With Curse Magic unleashed—returning the enemy's tactics back upon them!

Paired with Psychic Concealment's sudden ambush, the effect was maximized.

The ground beneath the Ghost Woman surged with earthen waves. She let go of the Fire Calamity Fruit and darted away like a rabbit, leaping far back.

The hideous man in white cloth retreated to a distance, his emotions unstable as he shrieked, "What the hell are you? Human or ghost?!"

Lu Jun casually stored the Fire Calamity Fruit into his personally opened dimensional space, then looked toward the Ghost Woman and said coldly, "Of course I'm a ghost—the Black and White Impermanence here to claim your dog life."

At that moment, Lu Mei also made her move.

She stood gracefully before Zhao Yulin, the Medusa Gauntlet on her arm shining with amber-yellow radiance. Her gaze swept over him, and streaks of gray-white petrification crept inch by inch up Zhao Yulin's body.

Though both Zhao Yulin and Lu Mei were high-level Earth Element Mages, his elder sister, with the assistance of the 'Petrifying Arm Gauntlet,' was not at all inferior. Having seized the initiative, she directly petrified him.

Lu Mei calmly stashed away the Fire Element Crystal, and even took the spatial ring from Zhao Yulin's hand, which was filled with Soul Seed materials.

A joyful smile appeared on Lu Mei's face. With the Fire Element Soul Seed in hand, along with so many precious materials, and by finding a skilled forger, the resulting Soul Flame would certainly not be lacking in quality.

Some synthetic Soul Seeds on the market even came with domain effects. (This was mentioned in the original story during the Tyrant Wild Lightning arc.)

But it wasn't over yet. In the distance, Mo Fan's figure was rapidly approaching.

When he saw a group of Hunter Mages arriving, and the Flame Witch lying on the ground with frost all over her and an ice spike in her chest, his anger erupted.

After the Tribulation Flames had scattered him, Zhao Manyan, and the others, he had first run into Jiang Feng.

Initially, Mo Fan had wanted to obtain the Fire Calamity Fruit, but seeing the Flame Witch save him, he had decided to let it go.

He then went to search for Xin Xia and the others, but along the way he noticed traces of intruders. Fearing that the Flame Witch's kindness had been exploited by humans, he turned back the way he came.

Sure enough, when Mo Fan saw the scene before him, he was nearly spot-on in his prediction. There was no way someone like Jiang Feng, a Monarch-level being, could be seriously wounded by a few mere high or mid-level mages.

"Die for me! Heavenly Flame Funeral: Blazing Rain!"

Mo Fan controlled the stardust, his entire body engulfed in violet flames. Star patterns wove around him, forming a flaming constellation in the sky.

A magic formation spread across the heavens, resembling flaming clouds in the sunset. Dense rain of fire poured down, blanketing over a dozen mid-level hunters, the earth trembling as magma erupted.

In just an instant, they were all gravely wounded each one scorched all over and collapsing unconscious.

Salt in the wound!

Zhao Yulin, though a high-level Earth Mage, managed to barely survive thanks to elemental resistance, even after being petrified. He broke free with difficulty, only to go pale upon witnessing the scene.

He shouted harshly, "Who exactly are you three, and why are you seizing the fruits of our labor? Do you have no hunter's code?"

"Heh heh heh." Lu Jun glanced over disdainfully and said, "You took advantage of the Flame Witch's kindness and stabbed a good person in the back to reap the benefits. Don't you feel any guilt?"

"She... she's just a demon," Zhao Yulin faltered at first, then became self-righteous and indignant when he said "demon."

"Hahaha."

Lu Jun mocked, "You really believe the Flame Witch is a demon? Didn't you notice she bears some resemblance to your wife, Jiang Feng?"

"You... what do you mean?"

Zhao Yulin's expression drastically changed at Lu Jun's words. He quickly looked toward the Flame Witch, who was still impaled by the ice spike. The more he stared, the more similar she looked, and an unbearable possibility began to grow in his heart.

"Using Spirit Tear just now, I pierced through the psyche of this so-called 'Jiang Feng' and uncovered some very interesting things."

At this point, Lu Jun directly revealed the truth, sneering coldly, "This person is a peak High-tier mage proficient in Psychic, Curse, and Earth magic."

"She calls herself Ghost Woman. Coincidentally, the exact same three magic elements match the Ghost Woman wanted by the Dunhuang Inquisition."

"Over ten years ago, the real Flame Witch Jiang Feng saved her from the Tribulation Flame, allowing her to narrowly escape and survive in this form. Now you tell me, who is the real Jiang Feng?"

As the words fell, Zhao Yulin felt like he was struck by lightning. If it were just appearance, he could still deny it, but the types of magic his wife practiced couldn't be changed.

He looked at the Flame Witch beside him, still impaled in the chest by ice, his heart filled with guilt. Then he turned to glare furiously at the hideous Ghost Woman wrapped in white cloth in the distance.

"So all these years, you've been lying to me?!"

It wasn't just Zhao Yulin. Everyone who heard the revelation stood dumbfounded.

Mo Fan's mouth opened in disbelief. A Monarch-level demon was actually a human in disguise?

Chen Ying's face went pale in an instant. She looked fearfully at Jiang Feng, then glanced toward the "mother" she'd lived with for years. Her whole body trembled, utterly lost.

That meant... she had nearly killed her own biological mother with her own hands.

Mom, I can't tell the difference I really can't!!

At that moment, the Ghost Woman barely recovered from the psychological terror. Seeing herself abandoned, her plans ruined, and defeat looming, she finally snapped.

She screamed hysterically, "Impossible! The Tribulation Flame Fruit is mine! Damn outsider, ruining my plan die! All of you idiots I am the real Jiang Feng!!"

Lu Mei looked on and felt pity for Zhao Yulin and the others. Honestly, someone like Ghost Woman, who'd stolen someone's identity and lived a lie for over a decade, was just terrifying.

How detestable. How could a Psychic Element be so overpowered in this world?

Then Lu Jun coldly sneered, "The one who's going to die now... is you!"

With Zhao Yulin now aware of the truth, Mo Fan eyeing her from behind, and Lu Jun and Lu Mei forming the other two sides, the four High-tier mages surrounded Ghost Woman from four angles.

Her body tensed. She glanced at the Flame Witch, who was slowly recovering, her heart restless. Without hesitation, she cast the Earth Spell—Quicksand.

She was trying to escape.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Unfortunately for her, luck had run out. Both Zhao Yulin and Lu Mei were High-tier Earth mages. The two of them stomped the ground at the same time, and the violently rippling earth immediately stilled.

Ghost Woman was thrown out from underground, battered and bruised, completely cornered.

"Damn it! You think you've got me?!"

Her eyes flashed one black, one white as terrifying psychic energy burst forth. Curse and Psychic magic intertwined. At the same time, she struck at all four High-tier mages!