How much?
Su Ling’s heterochromatic eyes turned into coin symbols.
She had never seen so much money in her life!
What a little degenerate—greedy for money and lust.
Thatcher saw Su Ling like this and curled her lips slightly.
“Accepted.”
Su Ling took the Purple Gold Card.
Her reasoning was simple.
Now that she knew Ma Sha was in the Second Universe, wasn’t that the same as the Original Owner being in the Second Universe?
She wanted to kill the Original Owner.
That’s all.
If the Original Owner didn’t die, she’d have a hard time sleeping.
And since she could both kill the Original Owner and get paid, why not?
Thatcher breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Su Ling confirmed the details, then took the card and left with a smile.
In the huge room, only Thatcher was left, rubbing her forehead.
At that moment, walked over.
“Madam… why did you have to find her?”
was puzzled.
There were plenty in the clan stronger than Su Ling.
“I saw that her causal threads with Ma Sha are deeply entangled. She’s the most suitable person.”
Thatcher was also baffled.
Previously, Ma Sha and Su Ling had no connection at all.
So why were the causal threads between these two so entangled?
She knew Su Ling was Fuliji, and had even asked for a list of Su Ling’s past contacts, afraid that Ma Sha might sneak out while she wasn’t paying attention and get involved with Su Ling.
But that list didn’t have Ma Sha’s name.
Although some of the names on it surprised her greatly.
A few of them were even Great Witches…
Tsk, this brat sure ate well.
But that was strange.
Two people with no intersection at all—why were their fate and cause so entangled?
Thatcher couldn’t figure it out, but she also knew that to find Ma Sha, Su Ling was the best choice.
At that moment, Su Ling had already walked out of the villa.
Looking at the Purple Gold Card in her hand, her face was split with a grin.
Hehe, now she was a real little rich girl.
Who would have thought that before she was just a Fuliji crushed by debt in the Lower City?
Hmph, if Ji Lingyuan were here now, wonder who would be buying whom?
—
“Achoo!”
Light-years away.
Ji Lingyuan, under house arrest, suddenly sneezed.
Her face was flushed, breathing rapid.
She was releasing Water Magic.
The spell completed.
Then came endless emptiness.
She stared at the ceiling and couldn’t help thinking of that girl’s smile again.
“Chiling…”
“Tsk, here we go again?”
At that moment, the door opened.
Ji Lingying turned on the light, looked at the tissues all over the floor and the moist air, and spoke with a teasing expression.
Ji Lingyuan rolled her eyes at her.
Confined at home with nowhere to go—what else could she do but practice Water Magic?
Although Ji Lingying hadn’t cut off her internet, it was useless. Still boring.
Yun Guang chatted with her every day, but Yun Guang kept showing off her daily travel scenery—where she’d been that day, what pretty girl she’d met—which made Ji Lingyuan very depressed.
“You should take care of your body. Even if you’re still young.”
Ji Lingying teased.
Ji Lingyuan rolled her eyes again.
“Get to the point.”
“About your engagement with Xiaohua…”
“I’ve told you so many times, I’m not interested now.”
If it had been a few years earlier, she might have agreed.
But some things, once missed, are missed.
Ji Lingyuan was not the type to chase after a wife in a crematorium.
“Then go participate in the Astral Grand Competition.”
Unexpectedly, Ji Lingying didn’t keep nagging.
Ji Lingyuan straightened up and looked at Ji Lingying in surprise.
“The quota for the Astral Grand Competition will be released in three days, and it starts a week later.”
“You know the prize—it’s the Light of Hope.”
“If you want to break away from the family, this is your best chance.”
Ji Lingying looked at Ji Lingyuan as she spoke.
Then she tossed Ji Lingyuan a Space Anchor.
“If Mom asks, say you stole it.”
Stealing from a Great Witch…
Ji Lingyuan looked at the Space Anchor in her hand, her emotions mixed.
She watched Ji Lingying turn to leave.
“Sis…”
Ji Lingying’s body trembled.
“Tch, having a disobedient little sister like you is the worst luck.”
“By the way, remember to put your pants on.”
Ji Lingyuan’s face instantly turned bright red.
“Get out, get out!”
—
“This, this, and this—I don’t want any of them! The rest, pack it all up!”
At a high-end clothing store.
Su Ling held the Purple Gold Card, acting haughty.
Hmph, now that she had money, she was going to spend like crazy!
Such a bold move naturally made the shop assistant’s face split into a smile.
And other customers took out their phones to secretly film.
Su Ling bought so many pretty clothes, of course, for Su Yao to wear.
She also bought many smaller-sized outfits.
She didn’t forget Hajimi either—she even had the staff customize a doll set for him.
Hmph, that’s being bold!
As for Suzuki…
Su Ling was silent for a moment.
“Don’t throw that away. Actually, just pack it up too.”
She called the staff and kept the cheapest piece.
Even though it was the cheapest, it still cost 1,000 Moni.
“Welcome to come again!”
The shop assistants stood neatly at the door, looking at Su Ling—loaded with bags, wearing sunglasses, and acting arrogant—and said excitedly.
Today’s commission alone would be enough for several months’ salary.
Wuwu, they wished they had a big spender like that every day.
Just as Su Ling was about to leave, a big sister with water-blue long hair and a head full of coral-shaped dragon horns passed by her.
Su Ling briefly made eye contact with the big sister.
Looked very familiar…
Su Ling raised an eyebrow.
Like she’d seen her somewhere before.
The other party seemed very surprised.
She, how is she here!
Su Ling didn’t pay much attention.
She just wanted to go home and dress Su Yao in cute little skirts.
Hehe, she was sure to look great.
Watching Su Ling’s cheerful back, the dragon-horned big sister’s expression fluctuated wildly.
“Senior Long Ying, the usual?”
Long Ying seemed to be a regular customer, and the staff warmly greeted her.
“No, no, I… have something to do…”
Long Ying snapped out of it and waved her hand repeatedly.
She chased after her but found Su Ling’s figure had disappeared.
It shouldn’t… be her, right?
Long Ying bit her nails, deep in thought.
She remembered that the other girl had cherry blossom-colored pupils, right?
And her long hair was snow-white.
She had played with it a lot back then.
But that one just now had heterochromatic eyes—one cherry blossom, one light—and her long hair was white, but with faint blood-colored highlights fading into blood-red at the ends.
Hair color could be explained by dyeing, but the pupils?
If not exactly the same…
And she seemed even prettier, more conquerable…
Long Ying thought of that day’s tryst, and her beautiful face flushed red.
She was a Dragon Lady, a subspecies of witch with dragon bloodline.
As everyone knew, dragons were inherently lustful.
With dragon bloodline, being romantic and dashing was only natural.
But to meet at the Academy… even she felt a bit embarrassed…
No, I have to follow and see.
Long Ying hesitated for a moment, then followed in the direction Su Ling had disappeared.
But she didn’t notice that behind her, a figure slowly emerged.
Luo Qianxue.
“She is… Cherry from Ice Academy?”
Long Ying, a third-year student at Ice Academy, Order [Ice].
She was something of a celebrity at the academy.
Mainly because Long Ying was too promiscuous.
Countless online posts cursed her.
Her track record included dating eight witches in one day, including students, teachers, and even the loli who served food in the cafeteria.
She had also rented ten rooms in a row, pretending to go next door every hour, but actually continuing to practice Partner Water Magic.
The kicker was that when it all came out, she came out unscathed.
She once set a mission for her 80th girlfriend: find a shut-in loli and marry her.
Then when that girlfriend confessed to the loli, she tried to return to Long Ying, only to be rejected flatly.
Long Ying said that loli was her 79th girlfriend, and marrying her was also a mission, causing the girlfriend to go dark and want to tear her apart.
And so on…
Anyway, Long Ying was the incarnation of “dragons are inherently lustful.”
Young girls, mature women, married women, even lolis—she took them all.
Luo Qianxue’s eyes flickered.
At this moment, Long Ying was clearly going after Su Ling.
What was their relationship?
Without realizing it, as she watched Long Ying’s retreating figure, Luo Qianxue’s eyes were filled with killing intent.