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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 796

Chapter 797: Primordial Witch Clone? It’s Settled!

For those academy students from the Wizard Academy who suddenly barged in, their presence only distracted me for a moment before being sealed by my Box of Books.

The Box of Books is currently my only weapon, and it has the highest capacity without exception. Even the Academy Head treats the materials used to create it with exceptional care.

It incorporates the Great Knowledge Seed and the Grand Wisdom Enlightenment Spell, forming a dual-tree structure that can serve as an alternative existence akin to the Wanlian Main Network Tree, supporting my Field Order.

With the gradually maturing cloning technique, the Box of Books now functions like an “autonomous clone” that doesn’t require my attention, and the power it wields isn’t limited to the Power Network.

The Box of Books operates under my control, so the power it can wield is essentially indistinguishable from my own. Coupled with the annotation techniques of Knowledge Power, it acts as a “steward” within my field, handling more complex domain operations on my behalf.

Moreover, the Box of Books is augmented by the Great Knowledge Seed and directly connects to the Great Knowledge Tree in the field. Even if I do nothing, it can unleash most of my combat strength.

Though it’s just a few insignificant figures bothering me now, their strength isn’t particularly strong, the events occurring in Monopeng City will soon leak out.

The most conspicuous aspect is undoubtedly my fully unfurled Great Knowledge Tree at this moment.

As the manifestation of my heart realm that unfolded afterward, the Great Knowledge Tree now serves as the carrier for Aipuli’s advancement to the extraordinary level, making it impossible for me to simply retract it.

Before long, this manifestation will attract more people, not just the students from the Extraordinary Academy and ordinary people but potentially even extraordinary wizards!

The worst-case scenario is if it isn’t just one or two; Sister Bai can handle that, but if a large group is attracted…

Then I’ll have to choose between escaping or calling for help.

If I had to choose, I’d most likely opt for calling for help.

After all, this is about advancing to the extraordinary!

Giving birth to a new member for the Witch Race, no matter how much noise it causes, what’s the harm?

The only downside is that Monopeng City lies within the sphere of influence of the Wizard Academy, and we’ve overstepped.

Currently, the relationship between the Witch Academy and the Wizard Academy isn’t great. A careless move could trigger an extraordinary battle in the Core Realm!

Even with the suppression of the Great Weakening Spell, it’s impossible to suppress the fury of both sides.

“Sister Bai… um… should we report this to the Academy Head and the others?” I turned to Sister Bai and asked weakly.

“It’s already been reported! You can relax and do your thing, Xiao Han. Even if you poke a hole in the main world, no one will say anything,” Sister Bai confidently replied.

Bai Yu had already reported everything to Principal Mei as soon as she learned things had developed along this predetermined path. After all, her primary purpose in accompanying me was to protect Xiao Han. For this, she is willing to do a lot, and when she discovers her power as a witch cannot be ignored, she will naturally call for help, which is nothing to be ashamed of.

After all, when it comes to Xiao Han, Bai Yu doesn’t want to take any unnecessary risks; even a bit of luck won’t do.

“Is that so? Since that’s the case, I can be at ease~” Hearing that Sister Bai had taken care of everything, I naturally wouldn’t hold back.

The Box of Books around me began to move autonomously, and I fully immersed my mind into this promotion ritual.

For Aipuli, this is a lengthy process, as she’s not being promoted under fully prepared conditions, so many aspects need to be refined.

For instance, the life level that’s been injured, or the impact of mental exhaustion on the essence of life. Moreover, her transformation from ordinary to extraordinary requires a reshaping of her inner self, and all of this requires time.

All of these factors greatly influence her concept of the Witch Race and the transformation of her soul.

But while this is bad news for Aipuli, to put it bluntly, it’s good news for me, as with the pace slowing down… I can observe the entire transformation process in more detail.

“The Ordinary Topic belongs to the sub-topic of the Soul Great Topic. At this moment, Aipuli is reconstructing herself based on the Ordinary Topic to achieve a transformation of her soul right after advancing to the extraordinary… since I cannot intervene in her soul during this period, I’ll focus my energy on the concept of the Witch Race instead…”

I murmured to myself while manipulating the Great Knowledge Tree to collect comprehensive observational information.

Regarding the improvement of the concept of the Witch Race, since I’ve touched on Real Time, I can only observe a single visual aspect through Spirit Vision. Though it’s somewhat regretful, it’s the limit of what I can do.

Now I can indeed feel the helplessness that comes from being unable to delve deeper into research due to my capabilities.

But I won’t complain about it; if this route doesn’t work, I’ll take another one. If that also fails, giving up becomes a form of wisdom. After all, one must have their own priorities; you can’t want everything.

After continuously obtaining information through the level of Floating World Spirit Vision, I began to deeply explore the meaning of the concept of the Witch Race.

As for the usefulness of exploring the significance of this concept… I can only say it’s not very useful, but it can solve some of my confusion.

For example… what is a witch?

And what is the foundation of the acknowledged existence of an Extraordinary Witch?

However, I found that these things I wish to explore seem to be bound by endless shackles, sealing my path forward.

This reminds me of when I created the Rebirth Spellbook, where I learned from Principal Mei that the concept of a race and its bloodline information can be “locked” to prevent other races from probing into the essence of their race and uncovering their weaknesses, and so forth.

Perhaps this is a kind of self-protection mechanism inherent to the Witch Race?

The process of a “non-extraordinary life” advancing to “extraordinary life” may give birth to the concept of the race, possibly even generating the race lock that conceals it, making it hard to imagine the immense “racial engineering” shaped by such forces that influence an entire race.

Every time I hit a wall in this exploration, I couldn’t help but feel this sense of frustration.

It’s like how humanity felt when they first explored human genes, marveling at the greatness and wonder of nature, but all of this isn’t a natural result; it’s something the witches themselves achieved!

Maybe it’s that Primordial Witch, referred to as a great being, or perhaps the Truth Witch, whose name is now unknown…

All of this feels so far away from me.

Though I can’t touch the deeper realm of the concept of the Witch Race, there are still broader fields waiting for me to develop, such as… the Self-Generated Magic structured upon the concept of the Witch Race. It allows me to understand the concept of self-generated magic more profoundly.

Though… this process cannot be fathomed by other witches, as one who has successfully shaped self-generated magic, I have already crossed this threshold of “cognition.”

I can even hasten Aipuli’s progress in nurturing her self-generated magic through my own means.

This is based on the foundation of advancing to the extraordinary, not the pseudo-self-generated magic shaped by the Demon Transformation Body Cultivation Method and plentiful magic sources.

However, I ultimately did not intervene because there are still many unknowns involved. If something unexpected happens, even the Academy Head might not be able to salvage that loss.

So, I became a qualified observer and recorder.

Observing the process of naturally birthing self-generated magic, I summarized the three types of rituals I have currently noted.

“Shaping,” “Structuring,” and “Perfecting.”

The first thing I observed was structuring. The self-generated magic talent obtained through advancement to the extraordinary was formed at the moment the concept of the Witch Race was perfected during promotion.

Thus, self-generated magic obtained through the path of extraordinary advancement doesn’t require a “structuring ritual.”

This also means that the structuring ritual in the Demon Transformation Body Cultivation Method cannot be omitted or optimized; I can only rely on myself to continuously improve the composition of this ritual.

Next comes the shaping ritual.

The self-generated magic acquired from advancing to the extraordinary is also created from nothing, which is completely unquestionable, but the principle of its shaping…

Time passed bit by bit.

The phenomena above Monopeng City continued to persist, naturally attracting many people to watch such a spectacle.

The Wizard Academy also noticed the anomaly here and sent a steady stream of students to investigate.

However, those people were basically dealt with by the Box of Books, disappearing without a trace.

It was nighttime!

As the night deepened, the Wizard Academy finally could no longer sit still, sending a wizard of the rank of Tower Lord to check the situation.

Such a person would be difficult for the Box of Books to retain.

After all, the initial form of the field was merely a prototype.

Its order had only developed one usable means, the annotation technique.

The heart sense derived from the Five Senses Body Cultivation Method essentially serves as a perception channel, and the two Great Spellbooks do not primarily focus on defeating or trapping enemies. The three entities forming the field are not fundamentally about killing but rather higher-level suppressive tactics.

Moreover, their opponent was just the Box of Books, not me directly wielding the kn*fe, so it is naturally hard to keep them.

Yet the Tower Lord wizard who managed to escape soon realized the seriousness and complexity of the situation.

And he recognized me.

“d*mn it… you’re Yang Yuelan! What are you doing on our Wizard Academy’s turf? Do you really think so little of us?!” the irate Tower Lord wizard shouted.

Yet, while angry, he was too wary to step forward into my field.

In response, all he received was silence; I simply did not care about their fury.

Without strength, they don’t even qualify for equal conversation with me—this reflects my current strength and status in the main world.

After waiting for a long time without receiving my response, the ignored Tower Lord wizard realized this was an insult.

But he was well aware of the name “Yang Yuelan.”

He admitted he wasn’t a match for me, but in the Wizard Academy, there were plenty of wizards who wanted her dead!

So he didn’t hesitate to start calling for help, not to summon other Tower Lords to offer assistance, but to secretly contact the Extraordinary Tower Master.

Yang Yuelan, the Teaching Assistant of the Witch Academy… is at the top of their k*ll list!

At this moment, I gradually regained my focus from Aipuli’s promotion ritual.

Of course, it wasn’t because I noticed the Tower Lord contacting extraordinary wizards; it was because Aipuli had completed the birth of her Self-Generated Magic Physique.

This meant she had essentially completed her promotion to extraordinary!

It felt as if everything had no prior warning, but there are still many matters that haven’t concluded.

For instance, Aipuli’s topic hasn’t been perfected, and her self-reconstruction based on her topic isn’t over… this isn’t merely a physical advancement; it’s a transformation of her spirit, a journey that belongs solely to her soul!

However, I gained a lot from this observation.

Just a single observation has progressed infinitely faster than my aimless hustle in the laboratory!

This trip was truly worthwhile.

Aside from the lack of progress in structuring rituals, my understanding of shaping and perfecting rituals has reached a higher level of insight. Just give me time to organize when I return, and there will be breakthrough progress in these two parts of the rituals!

But this isn’t all I harvested this time. In observing the process of nurturing and birthing self-generated magic, I discovered another uncovered aspect, a special existence related to the Witch Race, coinciding with the birth of the concept of the Witch Race.

This reminded me of when Sister Bai was promoted to extraordinary, and that clone of the Primordial Witch came to bring Sister Bai into the Witch World to complete her witch identity certification.

There has been endless speculation regarding the Primordial Witch’s almost “infinite” clones.

Perhaps I finally have an idea of what that is.

Rather than being a clone belonging to the Primordial Witch, it is more like an embodiment of the will of the Primordial conceptual Witch Race, a fundamental entity not described in the great topic of witches.

Whenever a witch advances to extraordinary, regardless of where she is, a clone of the Primordial Witch will guide her into the Witch World.

This idea itself is an implication.

The embodiment of the will of the Witch Race from the great topic of witches may very well be the source of the Primordial Witch’s power, and the rise and fall of the Witch Race influence the strength of the Primordial Witch.

The prosperity of witches is inseparable from the strength of the Primordial Witch; just a single witch guarding the Grand Library of the Witch World is sufficient to protect the Witch Race across the Void. This connection beneath the great topic of witches resembles a bond that ties all witches together.

Perhaps this sense of security is a unique romance belonging to the extraordinary Witch Race.

I watched as the gradually coalescing ethereal figure emerged above the witch cocoon. Even the ethereal figure radiated such brilliant maternal light, as she embraced the witch cocoon, gently as if waiting for the awakening of life.

With the appearance of the Primordial Witch’s clone, it seems this time it should be stable, right?

I gradually withdrew my Great Knowledge Tree, and my field began to retract as well.

The ethereal figure of the Primordial Witch seemed to sense something as it looked toward me, saying nothing, but returning my gaze with a smile, as if thanking me for all I had done earlier.

Then, she completely took over this witch cocoon, and the light cocoon gradually transformed into dissipating threads, with Aipuli’s curled figure appearing faintly. She had already completed her transformation of body and life level; what remained was only the transformation of her soul and spirit.

At this moment, I couldn’t help but sigh, but the tasks I wanted to accomplish weren’t complete, so I boldly stepped forward and tentatively spoke.

“May I… experience the process of soul elevation with her? The transformation of the soul is an area I have never encountered before; for this, I am willing to offer the blessings of the Grand Wisdom Enlightenment Spell.” I quietly inquired, and then a wave of energy belonging to the Grand Wisdom Enlightenment Spell surfaced in my hand.

The development of the situation had already exceeded my expectations. Faced with the protection of the Primordial Witch’s clone, even I could only make a request.

In response to my request, the Primordial Witch’s clone didn’t directly refuse, or perhaps at this moment, the clone was merely an ethereal figure, lacking a face or expression. Yet I understood the meaning conveyed.

She agreed.

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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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