Transcending the Magic Era: The Supreme Female Archmage

In a luxurious room in the Dark Abyss, a man dressed in a black robe with gold tiger stripes reclines on a soft chair, looking quite pleased with himself.

Four beautiful young women beside him would occasionally feed him peeled grapes. His hands would constantly caress the women beside him, eliciting a series of soft moans and seductive sounds throughout the hall.

At this moment, a guard walked in expressionlessly. Seeing this, he quickly lowered his head and respectfully cupped his hands, saying, "Young Master, there is news."

The man quickly stood up and waved for the women beside him to leave. Once they were gone, he asked, "How was it?"

The guard looked up at the man and said in a deep voice, "News has come from the black market that he took the item back and has now handed it over to his son. It will probably be sent to Fran City soon. The reason he was able to return was because his son led a group to rescue him."

Upon hearing this, the man angrily knocked the grapes off the table. "Those useless trash from the Moon-Treading Dragon Clan! He was in such a terrible state, yet they still managed to let him escape. Have they found out why Long Yueze was looking for him?"

The guard shook his head. "No, it seems to have been a spur-of-the-moment decision."

The man grabbed an object from the table and threw it at the guard, shouting angrily, "Do you even believe that yourself? Get out there and investigate!"

The guard was about to leave when he hesitated and spoke again, "Young Master, they say Feng Yuewu is dying, and the Life Spring has run out. If it's not replenished in time, I'm afraid..."

The man's face instantly darkened, as if ink could drip from it. "Old man, after so many years of research, how many good things have you wasted, and all you've come up with is this piece of junk. Go tell that old man that if he can't solve this side effect problem, I'll turn his only grandson into a human pig and give him to him."

"Yes!"

"Hey, wait a minute." Seeing the guard about to leave, he called him back again, "Has the area that Ji Mohan discovered been cleaned up?"

"Young Master, rest assured, everything has been taken care of, leaving absolutely no trace!" the guard replied respectfully.

"It's all that old man's fault for being careless!" The man waved his hand irritably. "Alright, you can go now. Don't forget to have someone keep an eye on Ji Mohan's son. Make sure to get the item back or destroy it. As for the Fountain of Life, I'll discuss it with Grandpa."

The guard bowed his head and accepted the order, then quickly left. The man stepped out of the room and headed towards the clan chief's residence.

Inside the Darkwing Nether Tiger Clan's chieftain's room, Ming Potian was sitting at his desk dealing with matters when he looked up and saw his grandson walk in with a gloomy expression. He asked, "Wuji, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"

Ming Wuji stepped forward, his brows furrowed and his expression serious. "Grandpa, they say Feng Yuewu is dying, and the Fountain of Life has run out."

A dark glint flashed in Ming Potian's eyes, and he sneered, "Let them keep her alive for now, and we'll deal with it after we catch Long Yueze. As for the Fountain of Life, I'll figure something out."

"But, can we still get the Spring of Life from the Celestial Spirit Clan? After all..." Ming Wuji asked hesitantly.

Ming Potian curled his lips into a sinister smile and slowly said, "As long as he still has a weakness, we're not afraid he won't surrender and we can take whatever we want from him. As for Long Yueze, he escaped last time. Now that he's reached adulthood, he'll be much harder to catch!"

"I'm afraid that if we push him too far, he'll resort to desperate measures."

Ming Wuji lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then a cruel smile appeared on his lips: "Without the Spring of Life, those people will soon lose control. Isn't Long Yueze looking for them? Let them out to lure him out. Use their lives to bring Long Yueze back; it's a worthwhile trade!"

Upon hearing this, Ming Potian hesitated for a moment: "But they are all elites we have painstakingly trained. It would be such a waste to give them up like this. Besides, they have all taken mutation drugs. If the side effects disappear in the future, they will be the sharpest blades in your hands."

Ming Wuji looked quite impatient. "Grandpa, you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. This way, we can save the Fountain of Life. If we really develop a mutation drug without side effects in the future, when I break through to the ninth level and achieve the supreme position, why would I need them to be my weapons? All living beings on this continent will have to grovel at my feet."

As he spoke, his eyes gleamed with excitement, as if he could already see himself standing atop the continent, overlooking the world.

Ming Potian looked at him quietly, paused for a moment, and nodded. "Alright, let's do as you say. Find a suitable opportunity to lure him out."

Having said that, he clenched his fist, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes. He thought bitterly, "We're both super beast races, so why is it that both of your races have given birth to level nine bloodlines again, while only my race... If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have resorted to such a desperate measure. Now, don't blame me for being ruthless."

……

In the Great Forest of Aris, inside a dark underground cave, the air was stuffy, cold, and damp. However, the luminous pearl on the table emitted a strong light, like a dazzling star, illuminating the entire cave as bright as day.

The cave was simply furnished, with only two beds and a large table with various utensils on it.

A little boy huddled in the corner of the bed, nervously watching a girl on another bed who was chained up with magic-suppressing chains.

The girl's face was deathly pale, she was emaciated, and her eyes were tightly closed, as if she had lost all life. The little boy couldn't help but feel a little scared and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, is Sister Yuewu still alive?"

An old man sitting on the edge of the bed, also wearing magic-suppressing chains on his feet, raised his eyelids, looked at the girl, and sighed, "Alas, still alive, clinging to her last breath."

Then, the old man gazed intently at the dark, sunless cave, his brow furrowed, lost in deep thought.

After a long silence, the old man's slightly hoarse voice rang out again, "Now, Ji Mohan has already taken the potion out. I heard a couple of days ago that he has escaped. Now I only hope that the Empire can investigate as soon as possible. That way, perhaps there will be a chance to rescue you."

Upon hearing this, the little boy was filled with hope. He quickly crawled to the old man's side, hugged his arm tightly, and said, "Grandpa, let's go together."

The old man patted the boy's head, smiled, and shook his head, a bitter feeling welling up inside him: "Grandpa has committed too many sins; I can't go back anymore! Now I only hope for a chance to send you all away. As for me…"

Thinking of his son and daughter-in-law, who had died tragically because of him, his grief deepened. If it weren't for this only child, how could he have survived this long! Once this matter is settled, he should go and atone for his sins…