The Witch's Imaginary Land: Redemption Comes After Sticking Together

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At the very least, the next witch to stand in this position should know what she is going to do.

Jiang Kehan ​​nodded, not surprised at all. In fact, the outcome of the negotiation was better than she had expected—she had thought that Qin Luoyu would leave Ruoxin at the Witch's Tavern.

“My territory has been under construction for the past few days. At the speed of the witch, the tavern can be completed before you arrive.”

"At that time, all the affairs of the tavern will be left to you and Ruoxin, hehe."

Jiang Kehan ​​let out a wicked laugh unique to salty fish, even with a hint of schadenfreude.

Qin Luoyu probably didn't know just how mischievous the cat balls were, now that they had human bodies. They were even energetic enough to harass those Farron witches!

In the past few days, the Fran witches have been complaining a lot, and Jiang Kehan ​​is also very annoyed, but it is difficult for her to make an effective intervention.

Because these cat-balls actively sought out fights, or more accurately, they inherently possessed a natural instinct to bully smaller animals and fight. After overcoming their weakness of being "afraid of pain," they instantly gained the potential to become berserkers.

After becoming the Meowball Witch, the eldest Meow rarely appeared in public—she was one of the six hidden Moon Goddesses of the Great Second Council, and was already very busy.

Jiang Kehan ​​has been busy with social engagements lately and hasn't had time to beat them up. Besides, she suspects that beating these cat balls will only make them more excited.

The only thing she could be thankful for was that her three cats were much better behaved now, following behind Ariel as a figurehead to ensure that the other party could gain the upper hand in front of the Great Witch.

While Jiang Kehan ​​was thinking, she suddenly had a good idea.

She gently touched her chin, narrowed her eyes, and muttered, "Looks like I'll have to go check out the Witch Organization's team tomorrow."

"I just don't know if they're satisfied with the sparring partners I found."

Jiang Kehan ​​smiled gently, but for some reason, her eyes held a hint of pity.

Since the cat balls want to fight, let them fight. Anyway, with their life emblems, witches in the dueling arena are not afraid of death at all.

Moreover, after the cat balls finish beating the witch, Jiang Kehan ​​can then take the time to beat up the cat balls again, thus establishing her authority in front of the other witches. It's a win-win situation.

"However... as compensation, let's pick a few immature catballs to be our sparring partners."

"Maybe, as they fight, they'll develop a bond with the witches in the witch organization?"

Jiang Kehan's smile grew brighter and brighter; she hadn't experienced the joy of crushing weaker opponents in a long time.

Playing too many high-level matches makes you miss the happy times in low-level matches.

On the other hand, since reaching the peak of the first stage of the Great Witch, she has not yet unleashed her full power, and she is not really sure about her current combat strength.

However, it shouldn't be too bad.

Jiang Kehan ​​was quite confident about this, after all, although she seemed to be the only witch, in reality, the enemy would be facing a combination of dozens of great witches and the immense power of the Meow Ball.

Purely using force to overpower others.

"Tsk, so you still want to learn magic after all."

Jiang Kehan ​​couldn't help but twitch her lips as she thought about the few simple and straightforward advanced spells she had.

Since becoming the Great Witch, she has not yet learned any spells of the corresponding level, which makes her quite depressed.

How can a noble sorcerer not cast spells?

You can't advance beyond your level just by using magic!

Yes, in Jiang Kehan's eyes, not being able to surpass two levels only shows that she is still too inferior and something to be ashamed of.

Ariel's assessment of this was—Versailles, get out of here!

Chapter 449 I... Will Come to Receive Glory

The sky remained dark, with a few stars casting a faint glow through the pristine glass.

The training ground, which should have been deserted, was suddenly filled with the sound of breaking and more suppressed roars, bringing an invisible sense of shock.

The sound of magic is actually different from what most people imagine. It is a sudden burst, not a clear, thunderous sound, but rather like an explosion in water.

The air, which was originally relatively sparse, was moving at an astonishing speed and did not have time to carry the sound, so it interfered with each other in the chaos.

Therefore, witches prefer to jokingly refer to the sound of magic as the wailing of the air.

Amidst the rising and falling cries of agony, there were also rough breathing and the clatter of water droplets falling to the ground.

Gu Qingci wiped the sweat from his forehead, without looking back at the already riddled-with-holes shooting range or the analysis data that appeared not far away.

"Phew... it's getting harder and harder to improve my form."

The magic wrapped around the towel in her hand, instantly turning it into a ghostly blue flame, dissipating the sweat and the cloth into the air.

"The casting speed is only about twice as fast as in the last match, and the increase in spell power is even smaller."

"At this level, you can't possibly challenge the second stage of the Great Witch."

She kept reciting more detailed data and comparing it with her memory, but when she saw the analysis data not far away, her brows furrowed slightly.

"There are two errors here. Someone needs to fix them."

Gu Qingci didn't believe her calculations were wrong, so the problem must lie with the testing equipment inside the training ground—even if the training ground was forged by a master alchemist and rune expert of the level of a great witch.

In fact, she was right.

Moreover, the correctness unique to Gu Qingci continues to expand.

She is no longer the former Queen of Sanya. In the recent city-level witch duel, she dominated the other participating witches with absolute power and nonchalant attitude.

As Gu Qingci walked towards the dueling arena, the other contestants would even unconsciously lower their heads slightly—hoping that they wouldn't run into each other prematurely.

But she only felt a little regretful, regretting that after becoming the Great Witch, she no longer had the opportunity to rapidly increase her strength as before.

You don't think she regrets not having any rivals, do you?

Gu Qingci always regarded this as normal; she was always arrogant in duels.

"I didn't expect you to still be here so late."

Jiang Kehan ​​looked at Gu Qingci with a sigh as she pushed open the training ground door. There was a time when she had also stayed up until the early hours of the morning in the training ground, but that was not the norm. It was just so-called intensive training to prepare for the witch selection competition.

For the still beautiful and free-spirited witch in front of us, perhaps the time spent in the training ground has occupied the most part of her past life.

Gu Qingci raised an eyebrow and asked with some curiosity.

"Long time no see, Kehan. By the way, how did you manage to evade my detection? And also..."

She reached out, intending to pick up a strand of Jiang Kehan's slightly swaying hair and pull it off.

But Jiang Kehan ​​almost instinctively grasped Gu Qingci's hand, looking slightly helpless.

"As expected, Wu Yuhan was right. You've become stronger, and very strong."

Gu Qingci withdrew her hand with satisfaction. In that instant, she felt nothing, neither murderous intent nor any other emotion.

This means that Jiang Kehan ​​had almost complete control over her actions, preventing her from making any progress.

Just like when Gu Qingci crushed other duelists.

"That's hardly a nice way to greet you, my dear Duel Teacher."

"But I forgive you."

Jiang Kehan ​​glanced at the other person and sighed slightly. Gu Qingci in front of her was exuding a stern aura, which was different from the one she usually saw.

Or rather, Gu Qingci is rightfully encroaching on the brilliance of others on her own stage.

"Want to practice with me?"

Gu Qingci extended an invitation with great interest, patted the corner of her clothes, and elegantly drew her sharp blade.

Jiang Kehan ​​declined. Although she was also eager to test the other party's strength, as well as her own, she hadn't come here in the early hours of the morning just to beat someone up.

"Let's talk about it during the day. I came here to adjust the training ground."

Gu Qingci wasn't annoyed by the rejection. Instead, he walked to the wine rack, picked up a bottle and tossed it to Jiang Kehan. After a moment's thought, he chose a milder wine for himself.

She usually chooses different drinks depending on the intensity of her training; the more exhausted she is, the more she likes to drink strong liquor.

With a click, Gu Qingci applied slight pressure with his thumb, and the neck of the bottle was split in two, precisely revealing the surface of the wine level with the crack.

She drank the expensive red wine with a somewhat unrestrained air, as if she were gulping down water with a carefree attitude.

"Is it related to your training program?"

Jiang Kehan ​​nodded slightly: "The main thing is to strengthen your physical resistance. I've found some special sparring partners for you."

"They don't know many spells, but their claws are definitely sharp enough."

"Oh?" Gu Qingci chuckled. "I didn't realize you were so responsible."

"Don't just stand there, help me out." Jiang Kehan ​​casually kicked Gu Qingci and spoke with an unfriendly expression.

She's always the one slacking off; how could she let someone else slack off right in front of her?

Gu Qingci shrugged, put down the wine bottle in her hand, and then started helping Jiang Kehan. She had always been very enthusiastic about improving the training ground.

"By the way, how have you been lately?"

Jiang Kehan ​​asked curiously, "Witches are multi-threaded beings; they can chat even when they're working hard."

"It's alright, at least I won a championship." Gu Qingci said with a hint of pride. Although she rarely showed it, she still cared a little about the title of former Sanya champion.

Especially among friends.

"Congratulations!" Jiang Kehan ​​exclaimed slightly, as she had learned about the contestants in this city-level competition.

Not only was Gu Qingci's old rival Yang Xiling present, but even Shan Lin, the Great Witch at the peak of the first stage, was itching to participate.

This means that Gu Qingci, who has only been a Great Witch for about half a year, is already able to defeat veteran Great Witches.

Extremely powerful.

It's important to know that the time a Great Witch spends immersed in the first stage can even be measured in centuries. Apart from witches like Jiang Kehan ​​who are purely heaven-defying and completely ignore the accumulation of experience, it's not easy for a Great Witch to advance beyond her level.

Not only are there differences in hard power such as magic, but there are also huge gaps in the depth and breadth of the spell pool.

To some extent, talent is also a completely irrational thing.

"Heh." Gu Qingci chuckled smugly, placing his hand on Jiang Kehan's head as he had done in the past, and spoke softly.

"I simply reclaimed the honor that was rightfully mine."

"It's like you're still walking that somewhat difficult road."

Jiang Kehan ​​glanced at the other person sideways. Because of her height, it was easy for others to pat her head—it was too convenient—but she withdrew her thoughts.

Compared to talent, a witch's heart is the most irrational thing, enough to drive her to walk on thorns and raise her wings behind her.