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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 349

Chapter 350: The First Generation City Lord of Ninglan

I walked forward, braving powerful waves of energy, and that figure seemed to grow increasingly solid, as if its entire body were woven from golden threads.

Is there a grandpa spirit accompanying this Fortune Seed?

That was my first thought; after all, this thing is the core of Ninglan New City’s fortune. A city this small could stand atop ruins for a thousand years. I don’t believe it could do so without some foundation, but the value of this foundation is gradually shattering my understanding.

At first, I simply thought that the City Lord’s legacy was very strict, especially regarding the cultivation of the next generation. However, the appearance of Ninglan Qiuyu shattered that notion. Later, upon encountering extraordinary techniques, I thought the City Lord maintained stability and continuity through a monopoly on such techniques, but the Underground City broke that idea.

Later, I encountered fortune—the fortune of Ninglan New City. I thought it was merely a shelter of fortune, but now, the core of Ninglan New City’s fortune has revealed a figure, telling me that the thousand-year legacy of Ninglan New City is actually carried by a grandpa spirit…

This is indeed a bit mind-boggling.

But I still wasn’t clear about who the person before me was. Could it be… the first generation City Lord of Ninglan?

“Who are you?”

After getting very close to the figure, I asked.

Upon hearing my question, the figure seemed to show a bit of emotion. That half-formed silhouette turned around, but I could only see the outline of a face, with no discernible features or expressions.

“Are you talking to me?”

“Yes,” I nodded.

“You can actually hear me speak…”

“Can’t you speak?”

“I have communicated with everyone who has ever had contact with me, but no one could hear what I said.”

“Hmm?”

I instinctively turned to look at those people. They seemed to not have heard anything, still subconsciously using their arms or bodies to shield against the overwhelming energy.

Once this was pointed out by the figure, I began to realize that, it seems… I also couldn’t hear what they said.

However… through mutual perception, I quickly understood what was happening. This figure was no longer a typical person and could not produce any sound.

What they referred to as “speaking” was merely their own thought of speaking, but there were no “sounds” delivering the words outside. However, the information they wanted to express was captured by my Spirit Vision.

With the combined information from my sensory cultivation in body refining, a subconscious mutual perception occurred, transforming into information I could understand, so I interpreted this information as “hearing” spoken words.

It seems that the bug is running in a marvelous way…

“It appears you are special.”

“Maybe, you can think of it that way.” I nodded, not offering any further rebuttal.

I was also too lazy to explain my thoughts to them. Explaining such things is troublesome and might not even be correct, so it’s better not to say anything, right? As long as we can communicate, that’s enough.

“I’m quite curious—who are you?”

“Me? My name… Ninglan…”

“Let me ask another question. Are you the first generation City Lord of Ninglan New City?”

Seeing the figure unable to speak, I changed the question, as I had come to a similar conclusion that the first generation City Lord also seemed to be a Child of Fortune.

“Ninglan New City… Ninglan New City! I remember Ninglan New City, yes… I am the first generation City Lord of Ninglan New City…”

“Then that’s right. Can you tell me what you are doing right now?” I pointed to the massive bl**d sphere behind him as he was rapidly absorbing this power.

“I am… protecting Ninglan New City…” he said slowly.

“In your own way?”

“Yes.”

“But you are absorbing the flesh and bl**d of your citizens from Ninglan New City.” I frowned.

“They will become nourishment for Ninglan New City, contributing to its continuity.”

“You know?!”

As soon as I finished that sentence, I had even prepared for the figure to go mad from not accepting it, but to my surprise, they accepted it so calmly!

No… not just acceptance; the height at which they resided had already forsaken the value and sacrifice of individuals within Ninglan New City. Everything is prioritized for the continuity of Ninglan New City.

“Yes…”

“What will you do next?” I continued to ask.

After all, the so-called extraordinary item came to absorb energy autonomously, and needing so much energy must mean they were going to do something.

“Yang Yuelan! What are you muttering to yourself about!”

“Hmm? So big…”

I turned my head to counter that Dream Demon, but I quickly realized that the first generation City Lord’s body was woven from fortune, and ordinary people couldn’t see the existence of fortune.

So, they couldn’t only not see it; they also couldn’t hear what this City Lord was doing or saying.

“Expel all intruders…”

At this moment, the voice of the first generation City Lord reached me, but after understanding his intention, I sensed some trouble. Intruders… that encompasses too much, including Dream Demons, Nightmares, and… us outsiders!

In the next moment, the first generation City Lord erupted with countless chains of condensed fortune, abstractly linking all the Children of Fortune present.

This move shocked my heart, almost causing it to skip a beat. But seeing that those people weren’t being controlled and still looked clear-headed, I let out a slight sigh of relief, although my heart was still not completely at ease.

“What is this?!”

But before I could await a response to my question, a violent ripple of spatial disturbance surged from the side. This was something far beyond what a typical teleportation spell could achieve since I had never seen such a complex ritual, such a clear anchor point, along with such bloody energy and soul material driving the teleportation channel.

The scale of such a ripple is hard to imagine, in terms of distance crossed or how many worlds.

I was well aware that we were in the Main World, and the Dream Demon had opened a passage to the Abyss, separated by the Void between two worlds…

Even with such a huge commotion, the opening passage was barely higher than where I was standing.

Moreover, now that the Abyss portal opened, it was crazily absorbing bl**d and flesh energy, even instantly overwhelming the speed at which the first generation City Lord was absorbing energy.

bl**d and flesh energy decreased at a visibly fast rate.

Then, numerous figures rapidly emerged from that passage, exactly the Dream Demons poised for action in the Abyss!

“Hahaha! The Main World! I’ve finally arrived here!”

“This time, it’s my turn to bring fear to the Main World! Where are the enemies?!”

“Sisters, you’re too slow. Why did it take so long to open the passage?”

As soon as they emerged, these Dream Demons impatiently announced their arrival, clearly still unaware of the current situation.

“Sisters… stop the chatter and be careful of this guy! We need to work together to eliminate her, or we’ll all d*e!” The Dream Demon who summoned these beings spoke.

Although these Dream Demons nominally belong to the Abyss Demon race, they do not have individual names, only a collective name, which is Dream Demons.

Because their form of existence has not been recognized by life, it’s similar to the superiority humans feel towards animals. Take rabbits, for example; they are just rabbits, and each rabbit doesn’t have a name. Having a name holds no significance for humans. Only when they become pets might they be given names, but that name also holds no meaning, at most… to show off within their group?

Dream Demons find themselves in such a predicament among Abyss Demons, which is one reason they desire to attach themselves to the strong.

“This… a Witch?!”

Upon identifying me, the swarm of Dream Demons immediately reacted when they saw my attire.

“It’s the Little Witch from the Main World! Why fear? We outnumber you, what is there to be afraid of?”

At this moment, I relaxed upon seeing those Dream Demons. Although they were numerous, they still posed no threat to me.

My gaze remained on the first generation City Lord. His previous manipulation of fortune indeed left me in awe, of course, merely on a visual level. Those people couldn’t see fortune, so they naturally wouldn’t be able to witness such a spectacle.

However, by now, I still hadn’t figured out what use the connection of fortune had.

But when I saw him trying to use fortune to block that summoning teleportation array, I spoke out to stop him.

“Fortune is not extraordinary energy and cannot be used to sever the supply of extraordinary energy.”

Thus, the first generation City Lord, capable of manipulating fortune, wouldn’t be able to close the portal unless the bl**d and flesh energy was entirely consumed, at which point it’s likely the first generation City Lord would also dissipate.

Because I could see that the Fortune Seed enveloped in the White Crystal, this whole entity seemed to be absorbing bl**d and flesh energy and converting it into an ungraspable form of energy that was in operation, while the components of this first generation City Lord are fortune, soul material, and the energy transformed from this extraordinary item.

But the first generation City Lord ignored my words and continued with his attempts.

“I say, are you ignoring us too much!”

“Am I?”

I turned around, and at this moment, I was entirely surrounded by a group of Dream Demons, with no chance of escape. Just a glance, and there were already at least a dozen Dream Demons here.

“k*ll her, sisters! The rest are not a threat!”

“Is that what you think?” I looked at the Dream Demon who had just said that—she was the one I had hit earlier, urging the other Dream Demons forward while retreating herself.

It seemed that even with so many sisters, her fear of me couldn’t be completely eradicated.

“She’s just a Little Witch. I heard that those from the Main World come through dreams, right? Isn’t this our home ground?”

At this moment, one Dream Demon taunted and charged in first, clearly not caring about the danger that had been described by the earlier Dream Demon.

“Wait! Don’t let your guard down! That madwoman brought her main body over too…”

Before she could finish, the Dream Demon leading the charge received a vicious strike to her abdomen and was instantly smashed to the ground by my kick.

The ground trembled, and the Dream Demon’s head created cracks on the surface with the impact.

Faced with such a reversal and the fate of the unfortunate Dream Demon, they realized I was troublesome, and they surged forward to choose to surround and k*ll.

However, numbers hold no value under absolute strength. This is the very principle I have been executing in battle, right?

Although I hadn’t practiced any body techniques, simply relying on my body manifested a terrifying combat strength. Many moves I wouldn’t have dared to use before could now be executed easily. This showcased the power of an absolute mastery over my body, let alone the ability granted by body cultivation to utilize extraordinary energy.

Every seemingly normal punch, coupled with my not particularly sturdy physique, nonetheless dealt real damage.

This contrast made them understand they had severely underestimated me.

In the dream realm, my strength was even more terrifying, especially since the Dream Rewriting Spell was not something to joke about.

“No… no way, how could this person synchronize dreams and reality completely? Our innate abilities…”

“It’s still a body cultivator… a Witch… she hasn’t even used any spells…”

Dream Demons understand the terrors associated with the Witch race very well. The spellbooks they possess allow them to learn spells with almost no threshold, so some of the most frightening Witches are also body cultivators or have dabbled in body cultivation. They focus their energies on body technique cultivation, yet the power of their spells remains formidable. Particularly, Witches who combine spells with body cultivation are existence that can’t be dealt with easily.

At this moment, after the initial skirmish, they fully grasped this fact: none of them could win against a body cultivating Witch, even if I was merely a Little Witch and not an Extraordinary Witch. However, the spellbook is indeed real, and body techniques are real too; my combat strength cannot be denied.

“d*mn it, let’s clear away those insignificant ones first. I refuse to believe just one Witch can deal with all of us Dream Demons!”

Upon confirming they were at a disadvantage, they immediately changed tactics. They came here to display their prowess, not to take a beating.

So, they directly targeted those whom they regarded as the weak.

I watched those Dream Demons, who had previously seemed to want to target me, dramatically flow away. They truly lacked any sense of martial virtue…

I instinctively clenched my fists and smiled.

But at this moment, the students from the Extraordinary Academy were in trouble.

But… this is their choice; they naturally have to bear the consequences of that choice.

“They won’t hold out for long…”

At this point, the voice of the first generation City Lord came through.

“Isn’t your fortune linked to them?”

“Exactly because of this, I know they won’t be able to hold on much longer.”

“What exactly is your ability?” I asked.

This ability of connecting fortune together doesn’t seem to strongly influence those linked, so what is its purpose?

“At first… I was unclear, but through my exploration… you call this fortune, right? That’s quite fitting. I can guide fortune to direct everything towards a beneficial direction; I can predict their behaviors and decisions, but…”

“So Ninglan New City has come this way because you have guided every City Lord down the right path.” I interjected at that moment.

“That’s probably quite accurate… but they really can’t hold out much longer.”

“Aren’t you in a hurry? If they cannot hold out, those Dream Demons will come after your Ninglan New City.”

“You will have a solution…”

“No, I don’t have any clone techniques to assist them. If the Dream Demons truly want to flee, with so many of them, I can at most take out a few before they all escape.”

“You will find a way. I will guide you…”

“So you’re really placing all hope on me!” I turned to look at this first generation City Lord with a helpless expression.

I naturally knew I should have a means to do it: the primal rune ceremony, a method I’ve named “Nightmare Spell,” which enforces Nightmares into the dream realm. Without the ability to traverse reality and dreams, the Dream Demons wouldn’t stand a chance against the talents of those from the Extraordinary Academy; it would be a complete crush!

I definitely acknowledge their combat strength; they’re simply at a disadvantage due to their methods.

But there’s also one critical issue. I can’t pull so many Dream Demons into the dream realm; as long as they are intent on fleeing, they can break free from the spell’s forced effect without any restrictions.

Unless… I develop that spell further.

In fact, when the first generation City Lord relied on me, I knew it was stable. The driving force of fortune is immense; the momentum of the script can even sever the ties between Fool Dreams and Nightmares, which reveals a lot.

And when he promised to guide me, at that instant, I had chain attacks ready in my mind.

A derivative of the Nightmare Spell, guided by field transformation—Nightmare Field.

Just like the Fire Rain Field Spellbook I mastered.

Let me see how this existence adept at utilizing fortune provides me with assistance through the power of fortune.

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
Score 8.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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