Chapter 1088
The Undead of the Ancient Capital
Ai Jiangtu then bowed slightly to Fu Ye again.
"Lord Fu Ye, I won't disturb you any longer. I'll take my leave now."
After saying this, he bowed to Fu Ye again, then turned and left with steady and powerful steps.
Until Ai Jiangtu's figure disappeared around the corner.
Ai Tutu then patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
Fu Ye acted as if nothing had happened and said calmly.
"Let's go, didn't we agree to go eat?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Time to eat!"
Ai Tutu's attention was immediately diverted, and she became lively again.
"I'm starving! Brother Fu Ye, you have to treat us to a big meal today!"
"Okay, a big meal."
Fu Ye smiled.
Before we knew it, a week had quietly passed.
After the nomination competition ended, Mo Fan had not yet adjusted his mindset to prepare for the next stage of his training.
However, the urgent call from He Yu instantly disrupted his entire plan.
On the other end of the phone was He Yu, her voice hoarse and trembling, filled with heavy sobs and an almost overflowing panic.
"Mo Fan. It's me, He Yu. Xiao Hou, Xiao Hou is missing! In the ancient capital, even the military can't find him."
Mo Fan's heart sank.
Zhang Xiaohou is his brother. Why did he go to that godforsaken place, the ancient capital, to investigate the chaos of the undead?
They've even gone missing, and the military is at a loss.
"He Yu, don't rush, tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"
Mo Fan forced himself to calm down and asked in a deep voice.
He Yu recounted in fits and starts that Zhang Xiaohou had received a secret reconnaissance mission to investigate the escalating ghostly activity on the outskirts of the ancient capital, with an agreement to return within a week, but now there has been no word from him.
The military's search yielded no results, and they only gave a vague statement that "an unexpected incident occurred in the mission area, and communication was lost."
"Mo Fan, I don't believe it. I don't believe Xiao Hou is just gone like that! He promised me he would come back!"
He Yu's cries carried an almost desperate persistence.
"I know the ancient capital is dangerous, but I really can't manage alone. Could you please help me? Come with me to the place where he was last seen and search for him? Please!"
Hearing He Yu's helpless pleas, Mo Fan did not hesitate at all.
"He Yu, tell me your location, I'm coming right now! Xiao Hou is my brother, I need to see him alive or dead! I will definitely find him!"
He felt obligated to help his brother in his time of need. No matter how dangerous the ancient capital was, he had to venture out and risk his life.
After ending his call with He Yu, Mo Fan immediately began making preparations with great efficiency.
He contacted Zhao Manyan, who was a little intimidated by the words "ancient capital," but under Mo Fan's insistence and the "brotherly bond," he agreed to help procure some special supplies and intelligence that might be needed.
Mo Fan quickly checked his belongings, including mana potions, and considered how to deal with any unexpected situations that might arise from the undead.
After hanging up the phone with Mo Fan, He Yu wiped away her tears and thought of Teacher Fu Ye, who had saved her back then. Her fingers hesitated for a long time before she finally pressed the dial button.
Although she had absolutely no confidence and even felt that her request was abrupt and presumptuous, she was willing to try, even if there was only a sliver of hope, for Zhang Xiaohou's sake.
When the call connected, He Yu forced back tears and tried her best to clearly recount Zhang Xiaohou's disappearance.
Finally, he prayed cautiously.
"Professor Fu Ye, I know it's absurd to call you like this, but could you... could you..."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.
Just as He Yu's heart sank, thinking the other party would refuse, Fu Ye's calm voice came:
"I see."
"There are indeed some problems in the ancient capital. I happen to be going there anyway, so I'll just help you out while I'm at it."
Without asking any further questions or offering any comfort, Fu Ye readily agreed. He Yu was stunned, then overwhelmed with joy and gratitude.
She thanked him repeatedly, almost incoherently.
Fu Ye, however, had already calmly hung up the phone.
Holding her phone, He Yu felt a glimmer of hope.
Teacher Fu Ye promised to go!
With him around, the chances of finding Xiao Hou are much greater!
But then she remembered Mo Fan. Mo Fan had already agreed to go, and given his personality, he would definitely do his best.
He Yu hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided not to tell Mo Fan about contacting Fu Ye and receiving his promise for the time being.
The reasons are complex.
On the one hand, she was unsure whether Fu Ye would actually show up.
On the other hand, a strong person like Teacher Fu Ye acts mysteriously and may not want to be overly noticed or disturbed.
"I'm sorry, Mo Fan."
He Yu silently recited in his heart.
"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I have to do everything I can to ensure Xiao Hou's safety."
Shanghai, Fu Ye's villa.
Fu Ye, after hanging up the phone, showed a look of surprise in his eyes.
He didn't expect Zhang Xiaohou to be so bold, doing such a dangerous thing even though he already had a wife.
However, this was indeed an opportunity for Zhang Xiaohou.
If you survive, you'll get a promotion; if you die, well...
He had long been concerned about the chaos of the dead in the ancient capital.
Based on the original plot, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Sha Yuan controlled by the ancient king should already be present in the ancient capital.
Zhang Xiaohou's disappearance is likely related to Sha Yuan.
"Owner?"
Liu Ru, who was standing to the side, keenly noticed the subtle change in Fu Ye's aura.
"Make a few preparations, and we'll head to the ancient capital tonight."
"Yes."
Liu Ru immediately responded, a hint of bloodlust flashing in her eyes.
She and her sister Liu Xian exchanged a glance, both seeing expectation in each other's eyes.
Having reached the level of a minor monarch, they haven't really stretched their muscles in a long time.
The ancient capital, a place teeming with the dead and shrouded in eeriness, might just be the perfect place to test their current power.
Fu Ye only brought the two sisters, Liu Ru and Liu Xian.
Ding Yumin and the others need to cultivate steadily.
As for Liu Ru and Liu Xian, as vampire monarchs who are completely loyal, have sufficient strength, and whose racial characteristics are advantageous in the undead environment, they are the most suitable candidates to accompany them.
Later that day, Fu Ye, along with Liu Ru and Liu Xian, boarded an international flight to the ancient capital through special channels.
However, news of Fu Ye leaving Shanghai for the ancient capital quickly spread among the high-ranking magicians.
As the plane pierced through the clouds, Fu Ye gazed at the darkening sky outside the window, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
Ancient capital, Bell Tower Magic Association.
The ancient building appeared solemn and dignified, even somewhat oppressive, under the shadow of the threat of the undead.
Many hunter mages were gathered in the plaza surrounding the association.
However, there are also a small number of lone wolves or small groups like He Yu and Mo Fan who, for various reasons, seek out relatives and friends, complete tasks, and acquire resources, and are preparing to venture deep into the undead-occupied territory.
A tense and anxious atmosphere hung in the air; people spoke in hushed tones, and the tension in each other's expressions was palpable. (End of Chapter)