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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 1056

Chapter 1054: The Birth of Extraordinary Ideas – Magic Life

As I finished speaking, the Elder did not argue any further; at that moment, she was even more eager than I was for this possibility to come to life in my hands.

Bestowing life upon magical effects, what an absurd and outrageous idea!

Yet, the little witch before me was confidently presenting this controversial concept.

Truly, the line between genius and madness is but a thought apart.

As the Elder entertained this thought, I released a spell.

Elemental Sprite’s Blessing.

When I first used this spell, it would randomly summon different elemental sprites for protection based on the surrounding environment.

However, after my “magical modifications,” that randomness has been erased; it has become a power under my control.

This was my obsession, a random power with uncertain outcomes that didn’t truly belong to me! If I had the ability and the way to change it, I would certainly do so.

As flames surged, a fire elemental sprite’s phantom appeared behind me, like a loving mother goddess protecting her children, shielding them from harm and curses.

Without a doubt, this spell most likely originated from “sprite magic,” a blessing unique to sprites, yet transformed by the witch’s wisdom into something usable for witches.

I controlled the fire elemental sprite’s blessing, gathering it in front of me.

“What’s our next step? Using this effect constructed by magical order, are we to replicate your technique of creating wood elemental sprites?” The Elder asked, looking forward to my actions.

“That is indeed the line of thought.” I nodded.

“But it’s very difficult. Not to mention that the spell effect is not a mass of energy essence suitable for cultivation, but a precise operation constructed from spell architecture and rune ceremonies. Perhaps, Xiao Han, you could try using a regular summoning spell?” The Elder suggested.

“Essentially, they are all the same, aren’t they?” I said with a smile, “As long as it’s a magical effect, it doesn’t relate to life.”

Except for the resurrection spell. However, rather than being a spell, the resurrection spell is more of a resurrection technique; it can also be a resurrection ceremony and naturally can be framed within the spell framework.

But ordinary spells are certainly not like resurrection spells.

Even the more recent summoning spells, or the Great Ice and Snow Throne Technique mastered by the King of Ancient Ice, are similar to what I described.

But the King of Ancient Ice could achieve such feats; she bore the lives of an entire clan!

Life is not created in a vacuum; magic itself is shaped as a vessel for life.

After all, ancient ice embodies power; it’s a miracle unique to them.

“What’s next? To bestow it with life, you’ll need soul material, right? If every casting requires spellcasting materials, it undoubtedly becomes somewhat impractical. Moreover, materials like soul material or soul crystals are not readily available, making the cost-effectiveness of a single cast quite low.”

“That’s certainly correct.” I nodded.

If this matter could be attempted a few times to verify feasibility, I’d gladly do so; however, if this method were to become my routine approach, it would still be a bit painful.

After all, my soul crystals are needed to help me ascend to the extraordinary, and I can’t squander them so recklessly.

But!

This does not mean I lack other methods!

At that moment, the Elder noted that I didn’t refute her, but she had yet to see me take out any soul crystals or materials to formally begin the trial, which left her a bit puzzled.

However, as she observed my actions, that confusion quickly turned to surprise!

“What is this technique of yours?”

“This is a new technique derived from soul material drawing,” I explained, “Recently, many students at the Witch Academy suffered soul material damage due to various incidents, so I assisted them in soul material repair. Through this, I derived a level one soul material drawing from the soul drawing techniques I mastered.”

“The original soul drawing was initially designed to facilitate the transformation of soul material to soul, so after deriving soul material drawing, I began to ponder what constitutes soul material?”

Hearing my words, the Elder shuddered with excitement!

“Xiao Han, have you figured out what soul material is composed of?”

“Ah? Certainly not! In such a short time, how could that be? Soul material is one of the three fundamental essences of the world! So I haven’t delved too deeply into it,” I explained.

The three fundamental essences of the world; I was aware of that title. I’ve studied both extraordinary crystals and world energy decay.

One pertains to the initial energy crystal blocks that can release terrifying energy radiation when their energy levels drop, while the other involves the process of world energy decay transforming into other materials, which I also researched, but yielded no results.

The same applies to soul material, and I have also expanded a brand new concept for soul material: Dream State Soul Material.

“Right… I’ve been a bit muddled…” The Elder smiled, realizing she had elevated Xiao Han too much; even genius children must adhere to basic logic.

“Although I haven’t explored the cellular composition of soul material, I have taken this step based on another technique, that is the Mimetic Soul technique, which is a byproduct of my previous research into the transformation of soul material; now it provides me with a completely new perspective! Using extraordinary energy to construct mimetic soul material!”

Just as mimetic soul isn’t a soul, mimetic soul material, of course, isn’t soul material either.

It possesses similar properties.

Yet, this offered a new potential for the construction of spell energy!

The Elder’s amazement stemmed from this realization.

From the elemental sprite’s blessing I had previously invoked, without any interference from finished soul material, she sensed traces of “life!”

This meant that the so-called “mimetic soul material” existed.

However, this technique is still very immature; at this stage, I tried again and again.

But the Elder patiently observed my maneuvers.

In her attentive gaze lay curiosity for the unknown and admiration for this extraordinary idea.

I didn’t stop; repeated failures combined with numerous attempts allowed me to become more skilled in soul material drawing and mimetic soul material techniques—while the Elder cast spells beside me to prevent the experiment failure from causing too much disturbance.

Before me, the spell effect under the influence of the mimetic soul material technique, though still quite incompatible, had improved significantly compared to before.

“Just barely successful!”

With a joyful exclamation, the fire elemental sprite’s blessing before me, the spell effect transformed into the characteristics of mimetic soul material in that instant.

But the next moment, the incompatibility of the spell architecture under the guidance of the rune ceremony peaked, forcibly leading to a backlash against the spell effect, causing a dual backlash on my mental power and magic!

Sister Bai immediately hugged me, while the Elder chuckled at the scene…

However, the Elder seemed unfazed; she naturally understood my current situation.

With a wave of her hand, numerous materials appeared in her grasp; she wasn’t preparing a potion but concocting a magical potion!

After all, the upper limits of magical potions are much higher than those of regular potions.

One involves the ceremony effect blended through magical potion ceremonies, while the other is based on combinations of potion properties; under limited conditions, magical potions are, of course, more cost-effective.

Moreover, it was merely a magical potion to counterbalance the spell’s backlash, so it wouldn’t be too costly.

At that moment, after being bitten by the spell, I recovered for a while, and the impact of the magic backlash on my body had nearly subsided considerably.

This relief not only stemmed from the powerful support of body cultivation and undying nature but also from the intrinsic affinity for magic of my self-generated magic body talent.

Currently, my true body had not yet constructed infinite magic, as I hadn’t had the opportunity; the disturbances caused by constructing infinite magic were simply too immense and could easily provoke the nerves of other extraordinary beings.

“Open your mouth, ah~ drink this,” — The Elder finished conjuring the magical potion in no time, even temporarily using a cup meant for black tea to hold the potion.

I felt slightly dizzy and wanted to shake off the dizziness caused by the mental power backlash from the spell, but the effect was lacking; even the classic meditation sections of body cultivation were challenging to dispel this feeling quickly.

Listening to the Elder, I quickly accepted the potion and drank it in one gulp.

Instantly, a rapid wave of flavor burst in my mouth, and it felt as if refreshing energy, akin to mint, surged in my brain, swiftly dispersing my negative effects.

“Ah~ I feel better now!”

I quickly exhaled; I even felt that at this moment, my mental power was more lively than when I had attempted earlier, continuously organizing those hypotheses and thoughts.

“Are you ready, Xiao Han?”

“Hmm hmm.” I nodded vigorously, “It’s truly amazing, is this magical potion?”

“Yes, just some minor crafts within the realm of magical potion techniques. Xiao Han, do you plan to continue? I noticed you seemed to have found some insight right at the very end, didn’t you?”

“Indeed! It’s a completely new thought! When casting spells, treat the spellbook and magic as a whole instead of viewing the spell architecture and ceremony effects as separate objects to tame. Therefore, this technique shouldn’t target the spell effect but instead make changes fundamentally from the level of the spellbook!”

As I spoke, I continued to experiment; this was the new insight I had found at the last moment!

Failures?

I had just failed numerous times before; the last failure merely had severe consequences, hardly capable of dampening my enthusiasm.

The Elder was also interested in my description, and since it was still quite vague, she focused more on how I would carry it out.

After a few more attempts, I finally succeeded once again!

The spell before me transformed into the most rudimentary gestation body, and under the technique of soul material drawing, it formed a pale-colored phantom.

The birth of life during gestation is far simpler than recognizing life itself.

Learning to contemplate makes life complex.

Life can exist without thought, memory, and even without emotions; in extreme cases, it can even lack the instinct for self-preservation.

Since life can exist without these, it can also exist with them.

So… can life have forms beyond soul and soul material?

Of course… it can!

When I explored world consciousness, I came across the answer to this question.

Soul material and life do not utterly represent life.

What I deduced was that the mimetic soul technique could not give rise to life because it could not produce the kind of life I recognized.

But the category of life was broader than I had anticipated.

At the very least, the mimetic soul technique couldn’t shape human life or the life of the ancient ice.

So what kind of life could it create?

Life that conforms to the properties of mimetic soul can, but that exceeds my comprehension of existence.

Likewise, at this moment, based on spells and centered upon mimetic soul material, could I conceive of life?

The answer is affirmative, but its form of life would certainly exceed my understanding.

It does not resemble the so-called pure elemental life; if I had to define it, it would somewhat be… magic life?

It is weaker than elemental life, but that’s alright, for the spell effect itself is devoid of life, and I’ve added the concept of “life” to it. What matters is not its fragility, but its nature of life!

If I have a fireball spell in hand and I bestow life upon the fireball effect, then who could imagine being hit by a gigantic fiery explosion?

As spell effects arise, magic life is born; the process of spellcasting is the brilliant lifetime of magical life shining brightly!

They will calmly face death under the spell effects, a concept akin to living a full life; looking back, their brief existence still holds value.

They exist for my sake, and they die for my sake.

The only thing I can do for them is to affirm that their lives have value.

Perhaps it is unnecessary, for life does not need to seek value either.

Life is imperfect, and I cannot impose my values upon a fleeting magic life.

Once more, I recalled that phrase: life will find its own way.

I slowly lifted my head.

Originally, the face of the “sprite” in the elemental sprite’s blessing had been overlooked, but now it had specificity of life, and I made my first direct gaze with it.

What kind of feeling was that?

Under heart sensing, I felt the joy of life being born; it was not sorrowful for its short lifespan, for from the moment it was born, it had no notion of death.

It wouldn’t even fear death; it only possessed the initial beliefs and instincts of life, holding fast to the essence of magic.

The elemental sprite’s blessing is protection… one can foresee that if I had used the fireball spell, the moment it was propelled from me, it would be stepping into the glorious moment of its life, embodying the explosive nature, painting a perfect end to its life with a most magnificent stance.

At this moment, I inexplicably thought of the Great Spellbook… the infinite self-circulating magical effects are eternal and indelible.

So, what about the magic life born from it?

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
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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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