Chapter 119: Weakness Is the Original Sin

Yunhai Peak.

Bu Yao looked at Xia Anan, who was tied up below, then glanced at Luo Qianxue, whose breathing was erratic.

She fell silent.

“So you’re saying Anan’s cognition has been tampered with?”

“Yes. Someone placed a decree on Anan, making her…”

Luo Qianxue glanced at Xia Anan, who, even tied up, kept sticking out her small tongue in an attempt to lick her.

Luo Qianxue’s forehead was full of black lines.

Though she was sick, she still had the ability to defend herself.

Besides, Xia Anan seemed completely fixated on trying to get with her, like a puppet, so Luo Qianxue had easily subdued her.

Bu Yao, hearing this, walked over to Xia Anan.

She noticed her pink heart-shaped pupils and furrowed her brows.

Bu Yao extended her spiritual sense, probing into Xia Anan’s mind.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing unusual.

“A method like this—even a Great Witch couldn’t achieve it,” Bu Yao muttered.

She was familiar with cognition-altering techniques.

Di Na was quite good at them.

But she had never seen one so clean, leaving no trace behind.

“Master, is Anan going to be okay?”

Luo Qianxue asked cautiously.

“Too clean. It’s as if Anan was born with this decree.”

But that was impossible.

“Who did Anan go see this afternoon? Do you know?”

“Disciple does not know.”

Luo Qianxue answered instinctively.

But soon, she recalled Su Ling’s strange message to her.

She fell silent.

Bu Yao didn’t notice Luo Qianxue’s abnormality.

She just circled Xia Anan, marveling.

“Impressive technique, impressive.”

“But there’s no ill intent. The only aim was to make Anan go after you.”

“Haha, Qianxue, could this be the work of one of your fans? I know young people have these CP fans these days. Maybe one of your CP fans did it.”

Bu Yao couldn’t resist teasing.

Luo Qianxue’s face darkened.

“Master, please don’t joke.”

“Hehe, just lightening the mood a little.”

Bu Yao waved her hand.

“Fortunately, the decree is harmless. Anan just needs a few days of confinement.”

“However…”

Her tone shifted.

“This is still a case of cognition tampering. Even if the culprit had no malicious intent, we need to investigate thoroughly. Find out who Anan met this afternoon, and ask the other junior sisters who Anan has been hanging out with lately.”

Since it crossed a line, Bu Yao couldn’t just ignore it.

“Yes.”

Luo Qianxue bowed to accept the order.

But her eyes were filled with deep, unshakable worry.

Was it you?

—

“One blueberry mini cake and one hazelnut chocolate cake.”

Outside the cake shop, there was a long line.

Fufu Cake Shop.

It was a popular shop at the academy, highly rated.

The owner was a blue-haired girl with excellent skills.

The line every day could wrap around a whole street.

“Coming right up! Welcome back anytime.”

The owner flashed a sweet smile.

With a face like a water spirit and that smile, it was no wonder business was booming.

Su Ling had waited nearly three hours to get to the front.

And it was pretty expensive.

A palm-sized cake cost over a hundred moni.

Of course, she bought the cheapest hazelnut chocolate cake—the fifty-moni one.

Hmph.

That Suzuki was freeloading at her place, eating and drinking for free.

Buying her a cake was already generous.

Did she expect the best?

Dream on.

Su Ling carefully packed the mini cakes, ready to head back.

But then, a small figure in a black robe bumped into her, nearly knocking the cakes over.

“Sorry.”

The person apologized in a soft voice.

The voice was sweet and tender, with a hint of urgency.

And it had a certain rhythm, like an ancient ballad.

Before Su Ling could react, the black-robed figure hurried away, disappearing into the crowd.

“Really, why dress like that in the dead of night?”

Su Ling muttered.

Wasn’t that standard villain attire?

She didn’t think much of it.

As she took a step, she stepped on something.

She moved her foot and saw a pink bead.

Curious, Su Ling picked it up.

“What’s this?”

—

“Clan Leader, the young lady… we lost her.”

“How many times have I told you? Here, call me Madam.”

In a classical office, a slender hand swirled a glass of wine.

The red liquid reflected a pair of pink eyes.

“Losing a little girl like that? Hah. If anything goes wrong with the plan, you can voluntarily report to the front line.”

The woman’s tone was displeased.

The few people before her instantly turned pale.

The front line?

With those Tyranid maniacs?

That would be worse than death.

“The Astral Grand Competition is about to begin. Sha, that child… sigh.”

Her rosy lips parted slightly, and the red wine trickled down, making her even more alluring.

“You may leave now. I’m going to find the Dean and check the surveillance footage. Should be able to find her quickly.”

The woman waved her hand, and the few people scurried away dejectedly.

The spacious office was left with only her.

Her long fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk.

Then, on her seductive face, three pairs of pink eyes gradually opened.

“Ah, this form is the most comfortable.”

She stretched and let out a satisfied groan.

“Madam Sa Qie’er, I heard you were looking for me?”

A voice suddenly sounded, startling her. Her body trembled.

Sa Qie’er quickly resumed her normal appearance.

It was Orphina.

These witches…

“Dean, next time you come, please give a girl a heads-up~”

Sa Qie’er’s tone was coy, and the rhythm of her speech became very flirtatious.

Orphina rolled her eyes at her.

“Stop messing around. I came to tell you that your existence has been discovered by certain people. Be more careful from now on.”

“Sa Qie’er Miu Ge.”

Hearing this, the smile on Sa Qie’er’s face gradually faded.

“The message you gave us earlier about the Tyranid Imperial Guard—it still left a loophole.”

“For the next while, keep a low profile. Or at least, don’t reveal your true form, even a little, even when you’re alone.”

Orphina narrowed her eyes, her words full of warning.

A flash of frustration passed through Sa Qie’er’s eyes.

But she held it in.

“Mm. We’ll be careful from now on.”

“By the way, did Ma Sha run off again?” Orphina stared at Sa Qie’er.

Sa Qie’er waved her hand.

“You know her talent. We simply cannot keep watch over her. For now, I just hope she doesn’t get caught by any of the other witches.”

The incident with the Tyranid Imperial Guard this morning had already heightened the Witch Academy’s alertness toward the Zerg to the maximum.

Ma Sha was the most critical part of their plan. If she were discovered, it would be trouble.

“I’ll handle this.”

Orphina pondered for a moment.

Then her figure gradually faded.

Sa Qie’er made a face in the direction Orphina had disappeared.

These damn witches—they didn’t give a girl any privacy.

“Oh, and you’d better get ready. Don’t get complaints from students again next semester.”

Just then, Orphina poked her head back in and said to Sa Qie’er.

Sa Qie’er nearly jumped out of her skin.

“O-Okay.”

This time, Orphina really left.

But Sa Qie’er collapsed onto the desk, her full curves pressed into an alluring shape.

“Sigh.”

She was a clan leader, yet here among the witches, she couldn’t even show her true form.

Frustrating.

But there was nothing she could do.

Weakness is the original sin.