Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

"Where is Jingwei? Did he go into your soul refining pot?"

Lingling saw such a big bird disappearing in a flash, she guessed as she had seen Ding Yumian accept Bai Ze.

"Yes."

Bai Mo's face was a little stiff, and he nodded slightly after a while. The return of the totem allowed him to receive the information from the soul refining pot, understand what his soul refining pot was used for on the surface, and fully understand the function of the soul refining pot.

The reason why his face was stiff was that he had just learned that it turned out that the Soul Refining Pot does not need a thousand to synthesize low-level essences into higher-level essences, a hundred would be enough.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, the totem is alive!

His heart ached again, so much energy was wasted!

Thinking of this, Bai Mo took off the small pot hanging on his chest, opened it and showed it to the two of them. While looking at the totem in the pot, he thought to himself, anyway, the soul was used by you, so if you lose, you will lose.

In the small space inside the pot, a bird that seemed to have shrunk countless times stretched its wings inside the pot. Floating in the empty space inside the pot, it looks like sleeping, so elegant and carefree.

"It looks quite interesting. Isn't it filled with souls?" Lingling said.

"No, the essence is stored in the world of the vessel. This is the space inside the pot."

Bai Mo thought for a while and didn't know how to describe the world of utensils. He just said: "Maybe, the two are not the same dimension?"

"I understand what you mean, but apart from being used for Jingwei to rest, does the space inside the pot have other functions, such as storing some things?"

Shaking his head slightly, Bai Mo spread his hands, "I tried it, but nothing else can enter the space inside the pot. I originally thought that the space inside the pot was just a decoration."

"pity."

Lingling muttered something, then let Ding Yumian pick her up and fly to the devil's capital.

Although humans have the technology to store magic items, they have never seen magic items that store living things.

At Pearl Academy, the training stage for the World Kingdom Battle has come to an end, and there are no teams coming to the Kyushu Kingdom Hall.

Ding Yumian no longer has the need to defend the gym. Bai Mo knows that at this time, some outstanding defending students can go to Venice to participate in the competition as substitutes.

Sitting on a stool in the yard, he looked at Ding Yumian and asked, "Did the school ask you to go to Venice?"

"I told you, I don't want to go." Ding Yumian turned around and glanced at him, "And there's no need."

"Why don't you need to watch me play the game? Watching it up close is much better than watching videos online?"

"I'm about to break through, and I'm going to cultivate quietly during this period."

Hearing this, Bai Mo's eyes widened, and he asked with some surprise:

"Super level?"

"No, the curse system is about to reach the advanced level three, and the fire system is also on the way to advanced levels."

"Good guy, you scared me. I thought you were going to reach the super level." Bai Mo said with a bit of regret on his face.

"It's still early."

"Hehe~" Bai Mo laughed maliciously, and he moved a little closer, "Would you like me to help you and relax you?"

With that said, he had already hugged the girl and walked into the house.

"Are you trying to help me?"

"Of course, I'm a top massager, you know that."

Ding Yumian didn't know what he was thinking of and spat, "Dirty."

Bai Mo didn't understand. He was tired from the massage, so he gave the girl instructions on how to play and sing.

In the middle of the moonlight, the music in the room finally subsided. Holding his little pillow, Bai Mo took a deep breath.

"I really don't want to go to Venice, but I still want to take a boat ride with you. How do you say that, after a hundred years of cultivation, we can cross in the same boat."

Ding Yumian leaned into his arms and whispered, "I've already slept with you."

"Uh"

Bai Mo scratched his head, being caught off guard made Bai Mo a little confused.

"I'm going to go to the demon capital tomorrow."

He changed the topic very abruptly, but the person in his arms simply didn't care.

"Whatever you do, I won't follow you."

"Send a gift to Feng Zhoulong." Bai Mo thought of Bei Jiang's corpse that had been in his personal space for a while.

"Gift? You haven't given me a gift since you came back, so you gave it to an old man." Ding Yumian narrowed his eyes and twisted Bai Mo's ears with his little hands.

"It can't be said to be a gift. It's just something. Let him study it and see if he can come up with something useful."

When he felt the hand on his ear disappear, he muttered again: "Besides, didn't I just give you a big order worth hundreds of millions~~~!"

"Relax, you've never been like this before."

"You've never been this immoral before."

Bai Mo grabbed her hand and said, "I'll go, you've learned how to quarrel with others."

"Don't worry, I'll only fight you."

"Tsk~" A complicated and indescribable expression appeared on Bai Mo's face, he sat up and said, "What a sin."

"Forget it, stop talking, practice, practice,"

Ding Yumian glanced at this person, because she was being held by him. As soon as he stood up, she also sat up.

Seeing this man letting her go and starting to practice, Ding Yumian also closed her eyes and began to meditate.

Demon City Mage Tower

"Is he Bei Jiang?"

In the laboratory, Feng Zhoulong looked at the corpse in front of him with a shocked expression.

You know, this is one of the four notorious master craftsmen of the Killer Hall. Although Bei Jiang is the weakest among them, he should be far stronger than students like Bai Mo.

"How can it be fake? His magic is very special. You will know after checking it."

Needless to say, Feng Zhoulong had already put on his gloves at this moment.

"The fusion of Chaos Element and Shadow Element? No wonder Beijiang can cross the boundary of super level to assassinate."

"Huh? There is actually a special shadow substance. Gee, this thing is great."

"However, the magic system that combines these two systems is worth studying."

Feng Zhoulong's hand lit up with a burst of scarlet light from time to time, and he murmured to himself, without the need for Bai Mo to talk.

He even said that in his world, Bai Mo no longer existed.

Like a research madman.

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows. After waiting for two hours, this man finally stopped holding the head of a corpse and muttering to himself. Then I remembered that there was someone else next to me.

"Ahem, sorry, I forgot about God for a moment. You came to me to extract the dark matter from his body, but you don't seem to be able to use it."

Feng Zhoulong said that his supernatural power of the undead system can be said to be a good licking hand, so he has been asked to do it by many people, and he immediately guessed Bai Mo's purpose.

"If I don't need it, I can give it to people around me and sell it."

Bai Mo was also happy to guess, because apart from Feng Zhoulong's transcendent power, few others could see the spiritual world of a dead person, let alone discover the mysteries of the spiritual world.

"That's true. The shadow material of the general is very special and will definitely fetch a good price. I won't charge you a handling fee. After all, there are more interesting things in his corpse."