The Tianhuan tribe, before its downfall, was one of the most renowned races in the universe, celebrated for its powerful mental abilities and noble character.
As a member of the Tianhuan tribe, remaining calm and composed was the most basic quality. However, Jia Baili never expected that, facing Meng Lian after his transformation into a witch, she would lose her composure like this.
Was it admiration, or jealousy? It seemed to be neither.
Jia Baili’s mouth slightly parted as she looked at the golden-haired girl in front of her, unable to connect her with the boy she had seen the night before.
She had thought that a boy becoming a witch would at most just change his gender; his appearance shouldn’t change that much, at least enough for her to recognize him.
But Meng Lian looked completely different now. If it weren't for the fact that he had come out of Room 404, she would never have guessed that this radiant girl, resembling a sun goddess, was actually a boy transformed.
Jia Baili's gaze was complex as she covertly swept over Meng Lian, finally lingering on his ample bosom, unable to look away.
Wow, that’s impressive!
I want to know what it feels like…
Wait, what am I thinking?!
Why would I have such thoughts?
Jia Baili’s face flushed slightly. She didn’t understand what was happening to her. She hadn’t yet transformed into a witch, so theoretically, she was still straight and shouldn’t have any feelings towards other females. Why was she having those thoughts when facing Meng Lian's bosom?
This was unreasonable.
“Hello, I’m Meng Lian.”
Although he didn’t understand why Jia Baili was blushing upon seeing him, Meng Lian could sense her gaze lingering on his bosom, making him feel a strange sensation inside.
Having once been a man, Meng Lian knew that Jia Baili’s automatic targeting hadn’t been turned off. But curiously, he didn’t feel any shame at being objectified; instead, he felt a strange sense of exhilaration.
But why was that?
Could it be that the one targeting him was also a beautiful girl? Being spied on by a beautiful girl made him feel good?
Meng Lian fell into thought.
“Ahem, hello, Meng classmate. Have you… succeeded in transforming into a witch? Congratulations!”
Jia Baili struggled to shift her focus away from Meng Lian’s bosom, clearing her throat and straightening her expression. This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
“Haha, it was just luck, just luck. I believe you, Jia Baili, will succeed as well,” Meng Lian replied with a chuckle.
Hearing this, Jia Baili pressed her lips together and thanked him.
The two exchanged only a few pleasantries before Meng Lian decided to leave first.
Jia Baili watched Meng Lian’s graceful figure depart, her gaze complex.
She hadn’t told Meng Lian that just last night, she had drunk a witch potion. Unfortunately, fate had not smiled upon her; after a whole night, she hadn’t transformed into a witch.
The potion had cost her all her credits, and now, if she wanted to buy more potions, she would probably have to take out a loan.
But with a daily interest rate of five percent, it was simply too much. Jia Baili didn’t have confidence in her ability to repay that debt.
She thought of the booklet that some seniors had shown her, and her face turned slightly pale.
She knew that if she were truly crushed by debt, she would have no choice but to sell herself to those seniors, and she feared that her academic career would be spent in such a place.
Perhaps for some boys, working in such a place after transforming into a witch wouldn’t be a big deal. But as a member of the Tianhuan tribe, her noble character and pure body had always been their bottom line. If she truly became a courtesan, she couldn’t imagine how she would face her sister.
Jia Baili hesitated in place for a moment before suddenly recalling the souvenir shop that had been discussed in the group last night.
Why not go there and try her luck? Maybe she would have a stroke of good fortune and discover that she was one of those so-called talented individuals?
……
Meng Lian hadn’t forgotten his promise to Tao Zhuo, and he was heading toward the souvenir shop.
However, along the way, Meng Lian was feeling quite distressed.
After his transformation into a witch, he naturally attracted many gazes. While he didn’t mind the looks filled with desire, what truly troubled him was his bosom.
His bosom was a bit too lively; every few steps he took, it bounced, causing his dress to shift downward, making passersby gawk. There was no choice; Meng Lian had to walk with his arms crossed, but this only made him stand out even more.
His golden hair was eye-catching, and combined with the way he walked with his arms crossed and his expressionless face, he looked like some haughty young lady, drawing whispers from the crowd.
“What a beautiful young lady! Is she a senior?”
“She shouldn’t be, right? Look at her dress; isn’t it the one the academy provided us from the wardrobe? She must also be a new student.”
“What a stunning junior! Is the Witch’s Cabin interested in her?”
“Wow, this junior is so top-notch! I want to…”
…
Meng Lian wasn’t surprised by the comments from the passersby, but the lewd remarks from some seniors made him unable to hold back.
Were these seniors really that desperate?
Thinking of some adult scenes made Meng Lian speed up, finally arriving at Tao Zhuo’s shop.
For some reason, the small shop was now bustling with several times more people than yesterday. Tao Zhuo, like an NPC, was holding up the Shadow of the Shenchong Dragon and waving it in front of the new students. Those new students seemed to know this was a test. Seeing they couldn’t perceive the Shadow of the Shenchong Dragon, they all left the shop with faces full of despair.
Meanwhile, Tao Zhuo’s sharp tongue never stopped. “Can’t see it? Then get lost! You’re wasting my time.”
“You say it’s a square? Get lost! I’ve seen plenty of people like you trying to fish in troubled waters. You should be out there in the Witch’s Cabin working as a courtesan.”
“Stop looking, your eyes are about to pop out. Take my advice: turn left when you go out and buy some witch potions; don’t waste time here.”
“Even if you beg me, I won’t help you. If you can’t see me, why would I help you? Mugwort is your destiny; get lost, get lost!”
“Next!”
Tao Zhuo was on fire, bombarding these new students with words that left them blushing. Soon, only Tao Zhuo, Meng Lian, and a black-haired girl sitting in the corner reading remained in the shop.
“And you? Can you see it… Wait, is that a magical aura? Are you a witch?”
Tao Zhuo looked at Meng Lian and, just as she was about to unleash another barrage of remarks, her expression changed when she saw Meng Lian’s golden pupils. She hesitated, unsure, “Are you that new student from yesterday?”
“Yes, that’s me. I’m Meng Lian.”
Meng Lian brushed aside Tao Zhuo’s hand, which was trying to sneak a feel of his bosom, and looked at the embarrassed Tao Zhuo with some confusion.
“Didn’t you say you’d introduce me to someone? Where are they?”
“Mo Du, this is the new student I was talking about,” Tao Zhuo said, directing her attention to the black-haired girl in the corner who had been reading quietly.
The black-haired girl finally responded, raising her head to look at Meng Lian, a hint of astonishment flickering in her eyes.
Meng Lian was also observing this black-haired girl and discovered that her pupils were also golden.
“Hello, I’m Mo Du, a third-year student at the Illusion Academy.”