"I have to go out now, and I probably won't be back at school for a while. Help me lock the door when you leave later," Jiang Yuan said to Mo Fan and the others as he packed his things.
Upon hearing this, Mo Fan immediately looked up and asked with a wary expression, "Where are you going? You're not running off to Hangzhou again, are you?"
He was still deeply resentful about Jiang Yuan standing him up and going to Hangzhou by himself last time, vowing to remember it for a lifetime!
Jiang Yuan shook his head, "This time I'm going to Ancient Capital with my mentor to improve my Undead System."
"Improve your Undead System? Why do you have to go all the way to Ancient Capital?" Mo Fan looked bewildered, once again revealing his illiteracy.
There was no helping it; he was truly a complete illiterate when it came to magic knowledge and geographical common sense.
Perhaps it was only in combat that Mo Fan showed a high talent for learning.
Xu Zhaoting, who was standing nearby, explained, "Ancient Capital is a famous City of Undead. Almost all the undead in the country are sleeping beneath the land of Ancient Capital, and it's also where the largest number of Undead System mages are found."
Mo Fan suddenly realized, slapping his forehead, "So that's how it is!"
At this moment, Jiang Yuan had already walked to the door. After reminding them again to lock the door, he turned and left.
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Ancient Capital.
This mysterious and dangerous land was filled with terrifying, spine-chilling undead beneath its surface.
During the day, under the sunlight, it looked like an ordinary city, bustling with traffic and peaceful.
However, once night fell.
Only when outsiders personally experienced the long night would they truly witness the fear brought by the endless undead.
It was a primal, most genuine fear of Death, originating from the depths of every living being's heart!
Today, Ancient Capital welcomed a rare good day.
The sun was bright, and a few sparse white clouds floated in the azure sky, like a tranquil and beautiful painting.
A plane roared across the sky, slowly descending at Ancient Capital Airport.
"Ancient Capital is indeed different from other cities; no wonder it can be an important defense line against the undead."
As soon as Jiang Yuan got off the plane, he was shocked by the sight before him.
He saw a massive city wall, stretching for tens of kilometers, like a giant dragon, completely encircling the entire Ancient Capital.
It was magnificent and impregnable!
"When you go to the city wall tonight, you'll see an even more shocking scene," Qin Yun said with a solemn expression, looking at Jiang Yuan's surprised face.
When he had not left Ancient Capital before, he had many times fought against the undead at night.
Those boundless armies of undead were memories he could never forget.
In Ancient Capital, every mage had once ascended the city wall to fight against the undead.
This was an undeniable mission for all Ancient Capital mages!
"Come, I'll take you to the ancestral home."
Qin Yun collected his thoughts, took Jiang Yuan, and left the airport, heading straight for his family's ancestral home.
Soon, the taxi stopped in the southwest corner of Ancient Capital, and the two got out of the car.
"Teacher, are you sure you didn't go to the wrong place? Is this really the ancestral home?" Jiang Yuan looked at the brand-new Western-style villa in front of him, beginning to doubt the authenticity of the ancient texts Qin Yun had mentioned earlier.
In his understanding, an ancestral home should at least be a hundred years old, an old house full of ancient charm and weathered by time, right?
This brand-new Western-style villa in front of him.
It really couldn't be associated with an ancestral home.
"Of course, I didn't go to the wrong place; houses always get torn down and rebuilt," Qin Yun smiled.
At this moment, someone inside the house saw the two standing outside through the window.
Soon, a man dressed in black Hunter Mage attire rushed out of the main door.
He bore a six or seven-tenths resemblance to Qin Yun and asked as soon as he came out, "Didn't you say on the phone you'd be here in a little over two hours? It's been more than four hours."
"The plane was delayed. It's always like this when I come back; I'm used to it," Qin Yun shrugged, saying with a helpless expression.
"Alright, this must be your student, right?" The man turned his gaze to Jiang Yuan, sizing him up.
"Yes, his name is Jiang Yuan," Qin Yun nodded, then introduced him to Jiang Yuan, "Jiang Yuan, this is your Uncle Qin Feng."
"Hello, Uncle!"
"Good, good, good. I didn't prepare any welcome gift, so take this essence. It's worth a lot of money."
Qin Feng said, taking out his Undead System vessel and extracting an undead essence worth several million from it, handing it to Jiang Yuan.
"You should have also awakened the Undead System, right? If you don't want to sell it, feed it to your undead; it can increase their chances of advancing."
Uncle was truly generous, giving such a big gift right upon meeting.
Poor Mo Fan was still working hard to earn money everywhere; next time, he should be advised to find a teacher to 'shear the wool' from.
Jiang Yuan took the essence, thanking him repeatedly.
Afterward, the three of them walked into the house together.
Qin Feng and Qin Yun were biological brothers, only three or four years apart in age, but their destinies were vastly different.
Qin Yun had lived in Ancient Capital in his early years, but later went to Modu to teach due to some matters, and remains single to this day.
Qin Feng, on the other hand, had always stayed in Ancient Capital, ascending the city wall every night to engage in fierce battles with the undead.
Unlike Qin Yun, he not only had a wife who was also a Hunter Mage but also a well-behaved fifteen-year-old daughter.
Perhaps due to their bloodline connection, both brothers awakened the Undead System during their first magic awakening.
"You can sit here for a while; we'll be out for a bit," Qin Yun said to Jiang Yuan before entering the inner room with Qin Feng.
Jiang Yuan sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting.
In a short while, Qin Yun came out of the inner room, holding a very special vessel in his hand, quite similar to the vessel Dean Xiao used to hold dark matter.
"Here, this is the dark matter I promised you. How about it, I didn't go back on my word, did I?" Qin Yun smiled.
Jiang Yuan quickly stood up, "Teacher, if I absorb this portion of dark matter, will the special ability of the previous dark matter disappear?"
"Yes, and no," Qin Yun handed over the vessel and sat on the sofa. "The last class was interrupted before it finished; I hadn't finished explaining the knowledge about special abilities."
"Actually, this ability can be retained. You just need to understand how the dark matter you contracted allows undead aura to condense into Undead Tentacles, and then you can transform it into your own Undead System secret technique."
"This way, even if you absorb new dark matter, this ability will not disappear. Some of the ancient people's Undead System secret techniques were created this way."
"It's just that the more powerful the ability, the more difficult it is to transform it into an Undead System secret technique. You can choose not to absorb this dark matter for now; try to transform the Undead Tentacles into your own secret technique first."
Transform it into his own Undead System secret technique?
Jiang Yuan fell into contemplation.
"Don't let him fool you."
Qin Feng's voice came, "If Undead System secret techniques were that easy to create, there wouldn't be so few of them now."
The Scaled-Skin Demon Mother incident happened in the first semester of freshman year. In the original work, Mo Fan didn't have much plot after this incident until the beginning of the next semester, when he went out to find a shared house.
So, the protagonist's trip to Ancient Capital Just right happened during this plotless gap.