Su Ling had seen discussions about it on the forums, but she didn’t know much about it.
However, she knew someone who might know.
“Hello, who is it?”
Tian Tian was sleepy-eyed.
When she heard Su Ling’s voice on the other end of the phone, she couldn’t help but yawn.
Why would she call her so late at night—not sleeping, not fooling around?
“Haha, I just wanted to ask if you know where the Black Market is?”
Hearing this, Tian Tian instantly woke up.
“Why are you asking about that?”
Tian Tian’s tone turned serious.
“A friend of mine lost a hand and needs to get it reattached.”
Su Ling glanced at Yan Lin, who still didn’t dare meet her eyes.
This made Su Ling feel helpless.
‘Is it really that big a deal?’
Tian Tian fell silent.
She felt something was off.
“Besides, I’m a temporary worker at the Witch’s Hut now, right? Give it to me—I’ll find out sooner or later.”
It was normal for temporary workers to lose limbs occasionally, so knowing about the Black Market was reasonable.
Tian Tian knew this, but something still felt wrong.
“You’re not trying to screw me over, are you?”
“How could I? Why would I screw you over?”
Su Ling said with her eyes closed.
She never lied with her eyes open.
Tian Tian thought for a moment, then sent the coordinates of the Academy’s Black Market.
It wasn’t top-secret information anyway—anyone dabbling in gray areas knew about it.
But what was with this eye twitching?
“Great! I knew you were the best!”
“Oh, and that friend of yours…”
“Beep, beep, beep—”
Just as Tian Tian was about to ask for more details, the other end hung up.
Tian Tian rubbed her chin and thought for a while.
‘It should be fine… right?’
Whatever. Sleep, sleep.
“Phew, let’s go. The nearest one is two kilometers from us.”
Su Ling received the location sent by Tian Tian.
She roughly confirmed her own position and found that the nearest Black Market was two kilometers away.
Yan Lin nodded.
She knew she had to get her hand reattached tonight.
The Student Council would definitely be on full alert now.
Because she had a grudge with Se Lin, she would definitely be a suspect.
But she was wrong about that.
Se Lin had far too many people who held grudges against her.
At this moment, in Haiding District, Jian Yan was staring at the dense list of people who had grudges with Se Lin. Her head was spinning.
A whole T file!
“Seriously? Did she offend everyone in the Academy?”
Jian Yan was exasperated.
She felt like she had picked up a hot potato.
“How are we supposed to investigate this?”
“Chief, I think we can try a different approach.”
At that moment, Hu Mei spoke up from the side.
“I heard from two seniors that the perpetrator lost a hand.”
“To avoid being exposed, she’ll definitely try every way to get that hand reattached tonight. Apart from the official institutions, only the small clinics in the Black Market have that capability.”
The Black Market—all the shady things in the Academy could be found there.
Only things you didn’t think of, not things you couldn’t find.
Hearing this, Jian Yan had an epiphany.
She didn’t dawdle and directly ordered her subordinates to raid the Black Market.
At that moment, Su Ling and Yan Lin were supporting each other and had arrived at the nearest Black Market.
It looked like a very ordinary small town.
Low, old houses that seemed quite aged.
“Is this the place?”
Yan Lin asked doubtfully.
“It is, but it’s up in the sky.”
Su Ling looked at the file Tian Tian had sent.
Each Black Market had a way to enter.
The one they were at now was located in a folding space above this small town.
“Let me see. The password is… ‘The Original sold hooks’?”
What the hell?
Su Ling was completely dumbfounded.
She almost subconsciously read it out.
In an instant, it felt like an extremely stern gaze glanced at her.
But it disappeared quickly, making Su Ling think it was her imagination.
Before she could react, a feeling of weightlessness swept over her.
It was as if gravity had reversed, no longer pulling down but pulling upward.
Su Ling and Yan Lin’s bodies vanished instantly.
“Thud!”
Two dull thuds, and the two fell from midair to the ground.
Su Ling winced and rubbed her butt.
Before she could curse, Yan Lin suddenly tugged at her.
“This…”
Su Ling followed her gaze and was momentarily stunned.
The ordinary town from before had disappeared.
What appeared before them was a bustling market.
Su Ling and Yan Lin exchanged glances and then stepped into it.
The market was simple in structure—a straight, narrow path lined with vendors on both sides.
Cries of hawking filled the air, so lively that one might think it was an ordinary market.
But when Su Ling and Yan Lin looked at what the vendors were selling, they fell silent.
“Come take a look! Freshly picked left eye! The original owner was a Transcendent Witch who used it to pay off debts after going bankrupt! Don’t miss out!”
A little loli who was about 4’7″ stood on a stool, hawking energetically.
On her small stall hung all kinds of eyeballs.
Pink, blue, red… these eyeballs were still moving—they were all alive!
Su Ling’s scalp went numb.
She immediately remembered the dark side of the Academy that Suzuki had mentioned before.
Once you went into debt and went bankrupt, the creditors would take your organs as payment.
Although they said they would return them once you paid off the debt, it seemed now that the creditors directly sold them on the Black Market.
No wonder the Academy students worked so hard to make money.
This was a damn execution line!
Once you reached the execution line, you were directly executed, with no chance at all.
Su Ling felt a chill in her heart.
Back in the Lower City, at least she could still be a Fuliji.
But at the Academy…
Su Ling couldn’t help but shiver.
“Transcendent Peak Witch’s magic! One million Moni per bottle! Don’t miss it!”
Su Ling passed another stall.
Hearing that this stall actually sold a Witch’s magic, and at Transcendent Peak level, Su Ling’s eyes lit up.
Wasn’t this exactly what she urgently needed?
She knew that the Ezi Magic Cube needed a Witch’s magic to copy all of their master’s spells.
Earlier, she had to personally drain her own magic to feed the cube.
But she never expected to find magic for sale here.
Su Ling immediately stopped.
A trace of doubt flickered in Yan Lin’s eyes.
“Wait for me.”
Su Ling said softly, then walked over to the stall.
The stall owner was a black-haired girl wearing a cowboy hat. She was quite short, barely 5’3″, very petite.
Even though she wore a cool Western-style cowboy outfit with a revolver at her waist, something seemed off—like a little sister who had stolen her older sister’s clothes.
“One million per bottle, right?”
Su Ling didn’t know if the cube could consume this kind of magic.
If it could, that would be wonderful.
Then she wouldn’t have to do it herself.
Damn, why did she feel a sense of loss?
“Yep, one million per bottle. Which Sequence do you want?”
The stall owner used her revolver to lift her cowboy hat, revealing a slightly chubby face.
Su Ling looked at the rows of differently colored bottles.
Each one contained a liquid with brilliant colors flowing inside—presumably the liquefied magic of a Witch.
Sequence?
Su Ling thought.
‘You can choose the Sequence?’