The next day.
After working all night, Jian Yan received reports from her subordinates one after another.
Without exception, nothing.
Beside her, Hu Mei was getting restless.
Had they guessed wrong?
Was the murderer not going to reattach even a severed hand?
“Minister, we have a lead!”
At that moment, a glasses-wearing operative rushed in frantically.
Jian Yan and Hu Mei perked up.
“According to eyewitnesses, a hundred-meter ice dragon appeared at the scene.”
“Based on their descriptions, we can confirm it was the Sequence [Ice] magic, Soaring Dragon of the Firmament.”
Hearing this, Jian Yan and Hu Mei stood up almost simultaneously.
“One of the murderers is from the Ice Academy?”
This was a major breakthrough.
“Yes. We applied for the Ice Academy’s student files and checked all registered second-tier magic.”
Every student who breaks through to Transcendent must register, including one second-tier magic they’ve mastered.
“Three suspects.”
“The other two can also use Soaring Dragon of the Firmament, but their ice dragons are only ten meters long.”
“The remaining one has a dragon bloodline and matches the description from the two Great Witches: extremely fast escape speed.”
Soaring Dragon of the Firmament was originally a dragon clan escape technique from the Galactic Alliance’s cultivator system six thousand years ago.
But after the First Universe unified, races gradually underwent universal witchification, and only a few small races remained.
These original cultivator techniques were adapted into magic by witches.
And because of that, the dragon bloodline fully awakens Soaring Dragon of the Firmament, unleashing its true potential.
“Long Ying, Ice Academy, Transcendent Witch, skilled in escape—perfectly matches the description from the two Great Witches.”
Evelyn and Ivana had been locked in Ice Evil Peak, but early this morning, the Company sent someone; Selene’s mother arrived in person, and Dean Orphina even greeted her. Evelyn and Ivana were temporarily released.
But at that moment, they were both stiff all over, barely one breath away from entering Samsara.
Remember, they were Great Witches.
Yet even they couldn’t withstand Ice Evil Peak’s absolute zero.
“Long Ying?!”
Jian Yan and Hu Mei exchanged glances.
Though they didn’t know her personally, who in the world didn’t know her name?
As long as you ever went online, you’d have heard of Long Ying’s glorious achievements.
“Then send someone. Where is she now?”
Jian Yan was overjoyed.
Finally, a breakthrough.
“According to big data tracking, she’s currently at the Qingmu Grand Hotel on Linglong Street.”
—
Qingmu Grand Hotel.
A spacious big bed room.
Long Ying stretched lazily, and her big, wicked chest bounced playfully.
She felt refreshed.
After all, she was a young witch full of vigor.
Having had her magic drained all night by Su Ling, a full day’s sleep had completely recovered her.
“Ah, I really misjudged her.”
Long Ying touched her chest, her little face troubled.
Two months ago, that Fuliji wasn’t like this.
Back then, that Fuliji had been gentle and submissive, letting her have her way.
How could she have turned into something like a succubus in just two months, even learning to pretend to be sweet and set her up?
It left her unable to even get out of bed, sleeping a whole day before feeling much better.
Good thing she hadn’t booked an hourly room the night before last, so she’d directly reserved a week.
And she’d caught a big sale—she’d made a killing.
Long Ying picked up her phone.
Pressed the button. No response.
Dead battery.
Of course—she’d slept a whole day and night, and her screen had probably never turned off.
Running out of power was normal.
Long Ying found the charger and plugged in her phone.
Then she picked up the clothes scattered on the floor.
Mm, there was a faint cherry blossom scent.
It was from Su Ling.
Putting on her clothes, Su Ling’s image involuntarily surfaced in Long Ying’s mind.
Tsk, you know, even though she was the prey, she wasn’t losing out at all.
She could say that among all the witches she’d ever slept with, Su Ling was number one in both looks and figure.
The crème de la crème.
Thinking of that, Long Ying’s wicked intentions hadn’t changed one bit.
‘Hehe, should I go for another round?’
Dying under the peony is a romantic way to go~
Too bad her phone was dead; she’d have to wait a bit to contact Su Ling.
“Grr~”
At that moment, her stomach growled.
Long Ying untied the hair tie around her wrist, gathered her messy long hair, and tied a simple ponytail.
Time to go downstairs and grab something to eat.
Her room came with free breakfast.
Just as Long Ying was humming a little tune and opening the door, she came face to face with a large crowd.
The ones at the front were Jian Yan and Hu Mei.
For a moment, both sides stared at each other.
1… This bold?
Jian Yan and Hu Mei exchanged glances.
They were just planning how to capture Long Ying without alerting her, and then this girl nonchalantly flung the door wide open.
bang!
Long Ying instinctively slammed the door shut.
‘Did I open it wrong?’
She scratched her chin, deep in thought.
She recognized the uniforms of those people at the door: the Student Council Law Enforcement Department, with the enforcement badge on their chests.
boom!
Before she could think further, the door smashed open.
“Student Council! Hands on your head! Get down!”
bang!
A bullet shot out.
Long Ying’s pupils contracted as she barely dodged.
click!
Before she could react, countless dark muzzles surrounded her.
“Wait, officers, I’m just one person. No lewd acts, no lewd acts!” Long Ying’s little face was dumbfounded.
She knew the Student Council ran anti-prostitution raids, and sometimes on holidays they even targeted normal couples to boost their numbers.
Jian Yan’s face darkened.
“You killed someone and you’re still playing dumb?”
“Hah, you’ve gotten yourself into deep trouble. Come with us.”
Murder?
Her? Long Ying?
Bewildered, Long Ying blinked in confusion.
She opened her mouth slightly, but when she saw the shiny handcuffs, her face turned green.
Those handcuffs had a magic-sealing effect.
Once cuffed, she’d be no different from an ordinary witch.
And she knew what the Student Council was like—they could make you guilty even if you were innocent.
Though she still had no idea what was going on, she knew one thing: she absolutely, absolutely could not let the Student Council take her in cuffs.
Almost instantly, Long Ying’s ice-blue eyes hardened.
bang, bang, bang!
The next moment, a hail of bullets poured in.
Jian Yan’s expression darkened, and she immediately acted.
But a strange scene unfolded.
On the spot, only Long Ying’s clothes remained, still bearing her body heat.
The clothes were already tattered, full of bullet holes, scorched black.
And Long Ying herself had vanished right before everyone’s eyes.
“Hah, looks like we were right. Only she could escape under pursuit from two Great Witches.”
Jian Yan tossed the clothes to the ground with a cold laugh.
She had expected this outcome.
Long Ying was a famous escape artist.
“But no matter how you run, you can’t escape.”
—
Selene’s mother was a big shot from the Company.
The annual donations she gave to the Academy could buy an industrial planet.
She was the absolute gold-mother of the Academy; even Dean Orphina dared not slight her.
“Wanted: Long Ying. The Academy is temporarily locked down. We have to find her within three days.”
Jian Yan turned around, waved her hand, and barked.
Selene’s mother had come to the Academy in person.
The Academy was at fault, and Orphina had promised to seal off the Academy for three days and cooperate in catching the culprit.
Simply put, that murderer had truly stirred up a hornet’s nest.
—
pant! pant!
In a messy alley, a naked girl with dragon horns and blue hair, with an explosive figure, scrambled up in disarray.
Long Ying’s face was pale, gasping for breath.
Her hair was disheveled.
She stared at the broken hair tie in her palm, heart aching.
[Magic Tool, Tier 2] Dimensional Source Rope
It could instantly detach her physical body from the Third Dimension and enter the Fourth Dimension.
Due to the Dimensional War ten thousand years ago, the Sequence Witches had slaughtered all civilizations in dimensions other than the Third, leaving only the Third Dimension with life.
That made the other dimensions extremely unstable, impossible to stay in.
In the Fourth Dimension, she couldn’t choose where to descend; she could only trust to fate.
Fortunately, she got lucky and landed in this alley.
But the magic tool was one-time use—once used, it was gone.
Long Ying felt a pang of regret.
But there was no choice; this kind of tool was meant for escape.
She looked around and found the alley seemed to be a temporary dump.
All sorts of cardboard boxes and stockings.
Clothes were inanimate objects that couldn’t ascend dimensions, so she was now…
Long Ying blushed.
She rummaged through the trash, and soon a girl in bizarre attire emerged at the alley entrance.
One black, one white—one long, one short stocking. A torn blue short skirt.
On top, a tattered long-sleeved jacket with a big hole, and through the zipper, a hint of her alluring chest.
Long Ying was already a beauty; even in this state, she had a strange charm.
Now walking down the street, witches passing by gave her weird looks, occasionally glancing down at their phones, as if confirming something.
Long Ying didn’t pay attention.
After all, with an outfit like that, it would be strange if she didn’t draw attention.
What puzzled her was what the Student Council was so worked up about.
By the Original’s eyes, she had slept a whole day and night in the hotel yesterday and hadn’t gone anywhere.
The night before last, she’d been drained dry by that Fuliji, unable to even straighten her back.
“What a pain…”
Long Ying muttered.
Then she stopped.
She couldn’t help it—too many eyes were on her.
She, too, sensed something off.
She was now on a commercial street, flanked by tall buildings.
Enormous holographic projections displayed various products, with beautiful witch celebrities looping.
But just then, the projections changed one after another.
No longer stars, but an image of a blue-haired dragon girl.
Beneath it was written: “S-Class Fugitive: Long Ying, Transcendent Witch, Ice Academy. Report information: reward 10 million Moni. Direct capture: reward 100 million Moni.”
Long Ying: “?”