Chapter 139: Mental Power Enhancement
After resting, I went back to the arena to practice a few more spell battles. The more my abilities were restricted, the more it tested my adaptability and control in combat.
Although I said that this simulated magic wasn’t my fighting style, I still needed to practice. However, such intensive training was merely a last-minute effort, and the effectiveness was minimal.
The teacher would often come over to give me pointers since they understood that, as the class leader, I would eventually be facing the competitive arena.
It wasn’t until this class ended that I was able to relax a bit. Today’s physical exertion was significantly more than usual; I wondered if I needed to pay attention to my weak physique.
After all, even if I was a witch casting spells, having a frail body would clearly be a major disadvantage.
But now wasn’t the time to think too much. It was best to focus on completing what needed to be done.
For instance, using that Mental Power Potion. I supposed it would provide me with a considerable boost in mental power, right?
That way, I could be more composed while casting spells.
Now, I needed to get back my Spirit Cat that had been tormented by those girls. Directly interrupting the spell to make the Spirit Cat disappear might scare them and would be rude as well.
Ultimately, I managed to negotiate and retrieve it.
As I was about to leave, my roommate, Hong Chanyi, naturally followed me. The reason was quite straightforward; after all, we shared the same dormitory.
But I wasn’t planning to go to the villa; I was headed to the Meditation Room. Using the Mental Power Potion was best done in conjunction with meditation, making the Meditation Room the optimal choice.
So, eventually, Hong Chanyi accompanied me to the Meditation Room.
Of course, she mainly wanted to borrow my Flying Broomstick; according to her, she wanted to fly too!
I’ve heard she has signed up for a club to learn to fly but hasn’t had time to practice, so she wanted to get a feel for it beforehand.
“Ah… here we are again… such a waste of money for something useless…”
Once we arrived at the Meditation Room, Hong Chanyi sighed. The group, including her, hadn’t yet completed their meditation. At this time, most new students hadn’t finished their meditation.
The success of meditation likely depended on the individual, but based on the teacher’s years of experience, the first month of new students was typically when most completed their meditation.
So generally speaking, there was no rush.
Moreover, everyone in our dorm had visited the Meditation Room, but aside from the wealthy Hong Chanyi, Guan Qiuling didn’t seem to come often, and Dongli Yiren was somewhat financially constrained.
Yu Yatian indicated that the Meditation Room didn’t do much for her and that she preferred being comfortable in the dorm. As a practitioner, she likely could master meditation quickly.
“Alright, I’m going in first. If you’re bored, you can head back,” I said, opening the door to my Meditation Room and glancing back at Hong Chanyi.
“No way! You brought me here, you need to be responsible and take me back! Don’t be so irresponsible! I can play inside; just call me when you finish, don’t worry about disturbing me!”
“Fine, if you have the money, go ahead and play like that,” I shrugged. I had no words for someone as wealthy as her; maybe she was indeed just going with the flow regarding meditation.
After entering, I locked the door and settled in the center, lighting some incense that I bought at the Meditation Room. It wasn’t too expensive, but the quality didn’t seem as good as what Senior Gong Xi Huanxin had.
However, I felt somewhat awkward going to buy from Senior Gong Xi Huanxin, considering her unique talent made her difficult to deal with.
As the incense smoke drifted into the air, I took out the Mental Power Potion given to me by Teacher Ji.
I wondered what kind of surprise it would bring me?
Currently, my mental power was gauged by the threads from the Witch Meditation Method, and I already had three. This meant my mental power was approximately three times my initial capacity. Perhaps this was a benefit of first encountering the Witch Meditation Method; the enhancement was rapid, but I felt that the improvement had entered a plateau phase, and taking it step by step would require accumulating time before results were visible.
As the potion flowed down, a sweet and fruity taste swirled in my mouth, mingling with the unique bitterness of the medicine that struck my taste buds.
Then, this sensation gradually faded. It was only as the aftereffects kicked in that I realized I had drunk a potion, not juice!
The lingering aftertaste felt like a stinky foot odor surging to the top of my head before dissolving into a gentle rain in my mind. But this rain didn’t fall like rain; it felt more like bare feet in water, where each drop seemed to ripple like a bare foot stepping into a puddle, ultimately reproducing scenes from my memory in my mind.
There were painful ones, joyful ones, and even those I had forgotten…
At that moment, I felt like a shadow in the rain, walking through the corridors of my memories, where the reflection on the ground was my memories, and the rain falling from the sky shattered those memories.
I snapped out of that state when I realized how off-kilter I had just felt!
Never mind, I should meditate; I figured it was just the normal effects of the potion after all. It was a beneficial item for enhancing mental power; how could it harm me?
I closed my eyes and began meditating, but the potion’s effects seemed too much even for meditation to suppress. Even in my meditation space, fragments of past memories involuntarily emerged, indicating that the potion utilized an unknown method to enhance mental power, with the side effect of these memories resurfacing unexpectedly.
Well, after all, it was a potion, and it was always going to enhance mental power through some means rather than just making it increase in one go.
I continued to meditate, enhancing my mental power while consuming the remaining value of the potion and refining the mental power threads from the Witch Meditation Method.
Refining the mental power threads was much more effective than simply enhancing mental power, especially when I used mental power to modify my spellbook.
It was a comparison that couldn’t even be made between loose sand and professional tools.
Time gradually passed until the effects of the potion completely wore off. My mental power had reached the fifth thread, and with a bit more effort, the sixth thread wouldn’t be far off. But I wasn’t in a hurry; such rapid growth required a bit of adjustment.
I took out my phone to check the time; it was getting late. After paying the remaining fees, I got ready to leave.
By the way, I should call Hong Chanyi to see if she was still around.
Yang Yuelan: I’m done.
After some time passed, Hong Chanyi finally replied.
Hong Chanyi: Ah? What? Xiao Han, you’re still in the Meditation Room?
Hong Chanyi: Not that, Xiao Han, do you consider the Meditation Room your home?
Hong Chanyi: I can’t stay in just for an hour!
Yang Yuelan: ?
Hong Chanyi: Well, I’m heading back now. Uh…
Hong Chanyi: I forgot to tell you, mainly because I didn’t want to disturb you.
Yang Yuelan: Alright, that saves me from sending you back.
Yang Yuelan: You have no idea; your fidgeting really made it hard for me to concentrate.
After sending that, I didn’t reply again; however, I could see from my phone vibrating that she had sent several messages, likely retaliating against my claims of her being hard to deal with.
This girl was even more anxious than I was; she was the most restless person I had ever taken on my broomstick.
Considering such a person, maybe I should curse her to never get her flying license, to prevent any trouble.
But Hong Chanyi leaving early did leave me unsure of what to do.
However…
At that moment, Hong Chanyi was in the villa, pulling her hair in frustration.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to keep accompanying Xiao Han to meditate, but the expenses at the Meditation Room were pretty extravagant; it was over a dozen bucks for an hour, and if you added the cost of incense, it would be even higher. Now, with physical contact cut off from her family, she couldn’t reach them by phone, and she had fallen out with them before coming to the Witch Academy.
She truly couldn’t wait for money to come!
Previously, she thought her parents would spoil her, but now it seemed they were probably starting a new life without her!
This was all her dad’s fault, right?
If he hadn’t turned her into a sycophant, trying to please that girl, would she have come to the Witch Academy?
And now she had to worry about money—should she seek help from the seniors?
She wasn’t sure if that street had been opened again; if it had, she wouldn’t mind going back to her old ways, but she had classes now, so she needed to rein herself in.
Thinking this, she picked up her phone. She had many friends on it, even with a special category just for seniors.
And the first one she planned to contact was the senior who brought her here!
At that moment, I had also felt mentally exhausted after meditating; meditation couldn’t replace sleep, and I didn’t feel particularly invigorated afterward.
Now, all I wanted was to get back and have a good sleep, then recharge to tackle things again tomorrow!
Teacher Ji had been right; if I couldn’t break through my cognitive limitations at this stage, no matter how much I modified spells like the Fireball Spell, I was just swapping out the appearance for something fancier.
Cognitive limitations were not easy to break through, and forcing haphazard experiments could even be dangerous.
But that was fine; now I had a brand new field— a summoning spell!
I wondered what the modified Spirit Cat Summoning Spell would look like?
After all, it was a summoning spell, not some kind of energy manipulation spell. If it went wrong, it could potentially cause a terrifying explosion!
But wouldn’t a summoning spell, if mishandled, summon strange things?
Like a dark, creeping cat with tentacles?
Or a provocatively dressed catgirl?
Wait… catgirl?
I seemed to think of something odd; cats and catgirls were probably not two directly related species, right?
Is that something that could be achieved through modification?
But then again, everything that’s untried has its possibilities!
After all, petting cats and petting catgirls were two different experiences.
Ahem… let’s think about something practical; after all, it’s a spell that consumes quite a bit. I shouldn’t focus on odd ideas. The main thing is to look at combat effectiveness or other functions; that’s the most crucial criterion during a fight.
Otherwise, in the competition arena, would I summon a Spirit Cat to turn my opponent into a cat slave and make them surrender?
That’s not very plausible, no matter how I thought about it.
