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Chapter 237 Anecdotes of the Holy Sect and the Crisis of the Demonic Sect (7,000 words, seeking monthly votes)
When Yu Mo suddenly opened her eyes and saw the unfamiliar ceiling.

He sat up abruptly.

Then he stared blankly out the window.

The square that was once there can be seen from the window is now almost deserted.

The evening breeze rustled the branches outside, and a fallen leaf drifted down to the window and then shattered.

"You're up?"

A gentle voice came from beside her, and Yu Mo couldn't help but smile.

My nose tingled, and my eyes welled up with tears.

As soon as Bing Tang sat down, Yu Mo rushed over, hugged her, and began to sob.

After a moment of surprise, Bing Tang helplessly hugged Yu Mo and patted her back, "What's wrong? Who made our little Yu Mo sad?"

"I...I lost, Lady Bing Tang..."

She spoke through sobs, sounding utterly pitiful.

Bing Tang patted her head, somewhat helplessly, "Silly girl, how can you call this a loss? It's just a lose-lose situation. It's already amazing that you could withstand Coco's Buddha's Fury Lotus."

To be honest, even I, Bing Tang, thought it was over when I saw that Buddha's Wrath Lotus hit me.

Even though Coco's overall strength was far inferior to that of the Seven-Colored Fire Lotus.

The sheer amount of magical attributes alone is enough to forcibly elevate the strength of the Buddha's Wrath Lotus by a whole level.

According to the sect leader, that move...

It is a true reversal technique capable of transcending two major realms, and it is indeed comparable to the Three-Colored Buddha's Wrath Lotus she used back then.

Like that time, when Iris took a hit, the damage overflowed and instantly shattered the domain, leaving her unable to breathe for a long time after landing on the ground.

If it weren't for the sect leader's astonishing power, who absorbed most of the flames with a single flick of his sleeve...

There probably won't even be any bird feathers left...

Generally speaking, it is quite difficult for a true disciple to withstand the full force of the sect leader's attack.

Especially since Dandelion and Thousand Needle Grass were locked in a fierce battle, each ultimately delivering a fatal blow.

Yu Mo's barrier was broken, and the magical properties of the Thousand Needle Grass were disrupted, rendering it unable to defend itself.

Given the circumstances at the time, it wouldn't be surprising if they were forced into their transformed state and lost.

As a result, both of these disciples managed to hold on by relying on their high-precision manipulation of magic and their large amount of magic to forcibly defend themselves.

At that moment, Bing Tang noticed that the sect leader's leg, which was swinging upstairs, was swinging a little faster.

This was obviously unexpected.

There was nothing that could be done about the depletion of magic power later on.

After all, enduring such a long time within the Seven-Colored Buddha's Wrathful Lotus would consume an enormous amount of magical energy.

Even so, the two still mustered their last bit of magic for a final battle, even when their magic was almost completely depleted, they still wanted to determine a winner.

Among the Seven True Disciples, apart from Bai Mei, probably no one could do better than them.

In the end, having no magic left, they didn't even notice Yotsuba and Rokujo's approach, and getting hit with a black stick or something, but that's all irrelevant now...

What the sect leader cared about most was the ability to adapt to changing circumstances and the resilience shown throughout the process.

In short, the evaluation is very high; even Coco, who unleashed the Seven-Colored Buddha's Wrathful Lotus, didn't receive such high praise...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Sect Master. You clearly didn't want Thousand Needle Grass to win..."

Hearing Yu Mo sob and say this in his arms, Bing Tang was stunned.

Then it dawned on them that both of them had been knocked unconscious by Futaba, so they had no idea who had won.

They probably both thought the other had won in the end.

Thinking of this, Bing Tang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yu Mo cried even harder.

"Bing, Lord Bing Tang, you're still laughing! Yu Mo, Yu Mo is going to be hated! Waaaaah..."

"It's alright." Bing Tang pinched her smooth little face. "How could the sect leader dislike you? You performed so beautifully, the sect leader is too busy praising you!"

The little girl, who had been crying, blinked and subconsciously touched her hair clip again. After confirming that it wasn't lost, she calmed down and asked softly, "Really?"

"Hmm, when have I ever lied to you?" Bing Tang smoothed Xiao Yu Mo's messy hair, then helped her lie down properly and covered her with the blanket. "The sect leader has always praised you for your excellent performance and resilience. You have a bright future ahead of you."

Covering half her face with the blanket, only her eyes were visible, her eyelashes fluttering gently. "Sect Master, Sect Master would never say that..."

"But that's what she meant, I can tell. Of course, the most important thing is that she didn't let Thousand Needle Grass win, and she's very satisfied."

And so, the silly girl's eyes, still wet with dew, curved like crescent moons.

"Ok!"

After all, back then, they were allowed to personally compete for the two spots.

Ziyuan specifically stated that no one is allowed to lose Thousand Needle Grass.

Xiaoyumo probably cried because she was afraid that she had failed to complete the task assigned by the sect leader.

If we lose to Thousand Needle Grass, it will probably really disappoint the sect leader...

Fortunately, Xiaoyumo lost to Yotsuba and Rokuyo in the end, so it wasn't a big problem.

After comforting Xiaoyumo, Bingtang then discussed a few more issues that arose during the battle.

For example, during the battle, he believed that by enduring the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, he could find a weakness in the Thousand Needle Grass, and he remained convinced of this until the very end.

It was Futaba who found the flaw and led him to this thought. Once he fell into the trap of conceptual obscuration, he never realized it.

Of course, this is also an unavoidable problem under the high pressure of fighting against Thousand Needles. Once there are flaws and weaknesses in the control of magic, it is impossible to avoid being affected by the perception barrier.

The biggest mistake was still choosing to defeat Thousand Needle Grass first, even after knowing that Futaba had run away.

Strategic mistakes should be avoided.

After helping with the debriefing and discussion for a while, Bing Tang got up and placed the lunchbox she had prepared earlier on the bedside table, along with Yu Mo's favorite orange juice, telling her to remember to eat it if she got hungry.

After going outside, I saw the sect leader in the corridor.

Shion, leaning against the wall, was now facing Yotsuba and Rokujo, and said calmly:
"Although you have done very well, remember to avoid arrogance and impetuosity. If it weren't for the forest site helping your mystical abilities, how could you have found an opportunity from the beginning to successfully influence the other true disciples?"

Even the winning disciples cannot avoid being criticized by the sect leader.

“And,” Shion paused, leaning against the wall by the window, “the final blow was problematic.”

From a distance, it looks like a first-grade middle school student seriously posing as a teacher scolding elementary school students.

“Although it is a competition among fellow disciples, since the magic armor has not been broken, you should abide by the Daoist tradition of the Lord of Calamity and use your magic wands to pierce through their chests from behind.”

...Bing Tang covered her forehead and walked over to say, "Qianzhencao and Xiaoyumo were in very poor condition at the time, so it wouldn't be surprising if they were to remove their magic armor at any time."

"It's alright, I'm here, it won't be fatal."

Ziyuan patted the two little girls on the shoulder earnestly. Shuangye's height was about the same as Ziyuan's. "Remember, it's fine within the sect, but if they are enemies outside the sect, you must abide by the Dao Lord's Dao. The Heavenly Dao of this world is flawed, which is why you have the opportunity to break away from the traditional methods of cultivation and attain the [Great Forest Wood] realm. Otherwise, you won't even have an introductory cultivation technique for the supreme position of Wood Virtue."

“Since my Qingyun Sect also worships the ancestor [Primordial Saint Dao Venerable], it is only right that we should also have a Holy Sect successor. If you have chosen the path of [Great Forest Wood], then your sneak attack must pierce through the chest from behind, so as to be worthy of the stolen ancestral Dao Fruit! And not to disgrace the title of [Number One True Monarch Under Heaven] that you have inherited!”

Although the two little girls couldn't understand, they still nodded obediently.

Bing Tang patted the two of them on the head, "Go back to sleep, don't stay up late."

After all, she's the champion, so there's not much for Ziyuan to say.

From quickly formulating a strategy to taking the initiative by leveraging the advantages of the location;

They infiltrated the ranks of the Red Cotton Trees, far from the center of the battlefield;

They prayed to Coco for help in creating the Seven-Colored Buddha's Wrathful Lotus.

Then, they continuously used the obstacle of knowledge to guide the two true disciples, who were originally difficult to fall for, into wrong ideas.

He forcefully devoured the Seven-Colored Buddha's Angry Lotus.

The True Inheritor, who had just maxed out both of his health and mana bars, was instantly reduced to almost nothing.

They succeeded in their final surprise attack and secured victory.

It's fair to say there's basically nothing to criticize.

Only the last blow didn't pierce through her chest from behind, which left Ziyuan somewhat disappointed.

I can only give it 99 points; one point was deducted for that final killing move.

In any case, Shion was quite satisfied with Futaba, who had inherited her combat wisdom and strategic vision.

It wasn't until Shuangye ran back to sleep that Bingtang asked in a low voice, "You're not going to keep criticizing them, are you?"

Ziyuan sneered, "Do you think I'm the kind of mediocre teacher who only knows how to nitpick?"

"Of course not, I was just afraid you'd forgotten," Bing Tang said with a soft laugh.
"Did you properly praise them for doing a good job? It's not easy to win against a stronger opponent."

Ziyuan turned her head away. "You've already praised me."

"That's good. Don't let Yotsuba's mature appearance fool you; she actually remembers these things the most. If you don't praise her, she'll secretly feel sad when she thinks about it later, and then she'll gobble up little cakes like a little hamster. Mutsuha, on the other hand, is carefree, but she gets sad when she sees her sister upset..."

He kept talking on and on, and seemed to know every true disciple, even the inner disciples, inside and out.

Ziyuan admired Bingtang's excellent memory; she could remember such trivial things.

When you come out of the building, you can see it not far away.

The Thousand Needle Grass, which had just woken up, was practicing various small spells by the lake.

"This failure is quite a blow to Thousand Needle Grass."

"That's right. A heretic is a heretic. Even if they reach the position of true disciple, it's still wishful thinking to try and win the championship."

Although Ziyuan's face was expressionless, Bingtang could hear the schadenfreude in her tone. "Knowing shame and then striving for improvement is not a bad thing for her."

Finally, I couldn't help but add, "Stop worrying about her useless Harry Potter magic, she would have won long ago."

Bing Tang couldn't help but laugh, then grabbed the sect leader's hand and shook it back and forth, "You performed very well too, but Thousand Needle Grass didn't mean to upset you."

"It was intentional, don't plead for her."

"Thousand Needle Grass just wants you to pay more attention to her." Bing Tang looked at the person earnestly practicing magic again under the moonlight, searching for a solution to deal with the change in the nature of magic. "Thousand Needle Grass is a child who lacks love. She has been a nobody since she was a child. No one would pay attention to her. Even in the Qingyun Sect, she was inconspicuous."

"It was only after I practiced Harry Potter's magic that I caught your attention, and then you praised me. At that time, I became one of the most watched disciples. Later, I worked hard to become a true disciple and kept emphasizing Harry Potter in front of you. Actually, I was just trying to get your attention, just like a child would do something naughty to get the attention of someone they like."

"You're overthinking it." Ziyuan sneered. "She's here purely to oppose me."

"Oh dear!" Bing Tang tugged at the sect leader's arm and pinched her little finger. "Don't be so prejudiced against Thousand Needle Grass. Besides, I heard you even agreed to let her open a Harry Potter branch?"

Ziyuan snorted coldly and turned her head away, "A stopgap measure."

"Once you agree, you can't go back on your word."

Seeing that the sect leader remained silent, Bing Tang naturally knew what she was thinking, so she took her hand and hooked her little finger together, "Pinky promise, you're not allowed to cause trouble for Thousand Needle Grass by opening the Harry Potter branch."

Ziyuan could only turn her face away and say, "I understand."

I was originally planning to fish out all the luck pools there...

Rock Sugar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I was a little uneasy when I heard Thousand Needle Grass excitedly say that the sect leader had agreed to open a Harry Potter branch for her.

After all, the sect leader wouldn't easily agree to such a thing. Even if he did, he would definitely be dissatisfied and cause trouble.

Therefore, we need to take preventative measures in advance.

It would be bad if Thousand Needle Grass were to be disappointed and cry.

The relationship between a true disciple and the sect leader is not necessarily good. As the deputy sect leader, I naturally have to ensure that the relationship between the sect leader and the true disciple is harmonious to avoid conflicts...

Even on the path of cultivation, one still needs to cultivate interpersonal relationships. "I talked to the people at the Disaster Management Bureau before. Quite a few magical girls from the Bureau were eliminated this time. I asked if we could have a few more spots for our true disciples."

Rock Candy paused for a moment, "You're not trying to scare them, are you?"

The sect leader looked at her speechlessly, "Are you underestimating my negotiation skills?"

"No, no..."

How can you underestimate something you don't have?

"In short, Jin Cha talked to that magical country again and asked the failed magical girls. They were willing to give up their chance to retake the exam and give their spots to the true disciples."

Seeing the worry on Bing Tang's face, Zi Yuan put her hands behind her back, raised her head slightly, and acted like a sect leader. "Don't worry, I specifically told Jin Cha that we only want the spots that they voluntarily give up, so as not to spread the word and damage the reputation of my Qingyun Sect, saying that my Qingyun Sect is bullying the magical girls from the Disaster Prevention Bureau."

Rock Sugar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the opportunity to participate in the Mind Realm Trial is very important for any magical girl.

It's somewhat inappropriate to directly snatch someone else's qualification, and besides, their Qingyun Sect isn't without future slots.

It's not that bad, it's not like they're robbing people.

Furthermore, the magical girls from the Disaster Management Bureau are all very cute and friendly, and bullying them would make Bing Tang feel uneasy.

Fortunately, the sect leader wasn't really the type to bully children...

Then, when they saw Thousand Needles using a minor spell, Shion secretly interfered.

Unable to find the Thousand Needle Grass, and after several failed attempts to use magic, he was somewhat puzzled.

Okay, except for Thousand Needle Grass...

Although she didn't notice Shion, Thousand Needles quickly realized that something was interfering with her magic. After creating some distance, she got rid of the sect leader's interference and went to the center of the lake to continue practicing.

"So, a few more spots have been added?"

"two."

After a moment's hesitation, Bing Tang said, "Qinghua can't participate; she's not here..."

"know."

Ziyuan remained nonchalant, saying, "Give Thousand Needle Grass a spot, and I'll see how she fails."

His gaze, however, was fixed on the Thousand Needle Grass in the center of the lake, and he continued to interfere with the magic in a different way.

However, this led Thousand Needle Grass to discover other ways to use its magic.

Bing Tang found it somewhat amusing.

It turns out she's still extremely concerned about Thousand Needle Grass's advancement.

After all, for Ziyuan, it was completely unbearable to see a strong and ambitious disciple fail to advance in rank.

Thousand Needle Grass is undoubtedly a disciple of the true lineage who can undergo a qualitative change after acquiring a domain...

As the lake water splashed up from the Thousand Needle Grass, a lake full of shattered moonlight and rock candy chuckled and said:

"Then I will thank the sect leader on behalf of Thousand Needle Grass."

"It has nothing to do with me; it's just that the Disaster Management Bureau gave me an extra spot."

Bing Tang didn't say anything more, just snuggled closer to the sect leader, enjoying the quiet night. "Hmm, remember to check on Coco."

"We'll see."

……

When the prince found Xilan, she was lying on the ground, barely breathing.

When the prince finally managed to rescue Xilan.

The witch's first words upon waking were:

"Lord Si Mo Tu is awesome! I knew Lord Si Mo Tu wouldn't abandon me!"

The prince was too lazy to argue with her.

She had watched as Si Motu threw her into the independent space, and originally didn't want to get involved.

If Si Motu hadn't asked Yun Ke to ask her for help, the prince wouldn't have bothered with it anyway.

Xilan is standing too close to Simotu.

As a lackey, he has no sense of distance whatsoever, always clinging to Si Motu.

It really thinks it's a fine breed dog.

She might be thinking about how to get into Si Motu's bed and secretly get pregnant with his bastard child.

She wanted to rise in status through her son and climb to the position of matriarch of the New Witch Society in one fell swoop.

As far as the prince was concerned, she had seen many people like this.

Born into royalty, she had seen many people like this around her mother.

For the sake of the future of the Mirror Kingdom, the mother had affairs everywhere, and many men wanted to rise in status through their sons, just like Si Mo Tu now.

As Si Motu's fiancée, the prince naturally had to handle the situation with caution.

If some bastard were to be born, the Mirror Kingdom would become a laughing stock.

However, she couldn't make it too obvious, lest Si Motu think she was a petty, insecure, and jealous girl.

As the queen of the Mirror World, she naturally had absolute confidence in herself and did not believe that anyone else could take Si Mo Tu away from her.

But there are always exceptions to everything, and when men and women are too close, no one can guarantee that they will not be tempted.

As long as Xilan doesn't have the chance to climb onto Si Mo Tu's bed, there won't be any problems.

Although she didn't think Si Motu would be so desperate as to make a move on west Lan, after all, apart from her appearance, Xi Lan was hard to see as a girl...

After resolving Xilan's problem, the prince continued to monitor the movements of the various old worlds from his own mirror space.

At this point in time, most of the old world was still preparing for their own grand wedding.

The prince plans to combine the full bloom plan with the wedding.

On his wedding day, he completed the plan, broke through the world's blockade, launched a counterattack against the New World and the Disaster Management Bureau, killed Shion on the spot, and restored the glory of the Mirror Kingdom!
All those with purple blood will inevitably end up as kings!
In the future, her wedding anniversary will be the founding day of the new Mirror Kingdom, and for all eternity, the Mirror Kingdom will commemorate her wedding with Si Mo Tu...

Just as the prince was envisioning the future, he received a message from the people he had sent to meet Si Motu.

The driver who switched from the Witch's Guild to the New Witch's Guild was actually someone the prince had always bribed.

Since leaving the headquarters, I have been applying to transfer to an independent mirror space.

The prince naturally did not refuse and granted the veteran driver access to the independent mirror space.

"Your Highness! Your Highness, Si Motu... Si Motu said he'll be back later and doesn't need our help!"

The prince simply looked at him indifferently and said, "Translate for me what you mean by 'coming back late'."

The experienced driver was dumbfounded when he heard that.

"How late?"

"Well, it's about time the mental imagery trial over there ends," the veteran driver stammered. "The New Witch's sabotage plan failed, and Si Mo Tu might be trapped inside and can't get out for the time being..."

"How did you know?"

The experienced driver shuddered.

“If the plan had failed, you should have been exposed very easily.” The prince scrutinized him, his tone icy. “How did you escape, and how did you get the information?”

"I...I have some connections..."

"I remember saying that if Si Motu didn't come back, you would die there too, right?"

west Lan was eating her rice on the side when she heard that her boss might not be able to come back, so she jumped up and ran over.

"What?! My eldest son isn't coming back!"

"No, no!" The experienced driver was already sweating. "He can come back, he definitely can come back."

"What's the reason?"

"Someone guaranteed it..."

"Who?"

While the experienced driver was still hesitating, west Lan had already placed the knife fiercely against his neck, "Talk! If you don't talk, I'll skin you alive!"

"I don't know, I really don't know!"

The prince took a deep breath, recalling some unpleasant images. "Qingyun Sect? Ziyuan?"

The experienced driver shuddered and almost peed himself!

How did she know!
But he naturally dared not admit it here, for he had promised Ziyuan he wouldn't say it!
Princes and witches are certainly scary, but Shion's side is even more dangerous!
"You, how could you possibly think of going there? If I were to run into Shion, I'd be dead for sure! When has she ever shown any mercy to us witches..."

"Heh." The prince simply raised his chin. "Give him his phone."

west Lan immediately pulled out her phone, and before the veteran driver could even react, the prince said, "Open the Magical Girl Idol Project and see if Shion is there."

west Lan immediately opened the game on her phone, and then exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap, maxed out! Even your weapons are maxed out! Are you a fan of Zi Yuan?! Traitor!"

The veteran player retorted, "I'm just a power-hungry player. Violet at full constellation is invincible; with her self-charge, she can clear a map in one turn..."

"Then why isn't Swimsuit Lark here?" Xilan instantly saw through his lie. "Swimsuit Lark, 137 cm tall, 56 catties, her self-destruct damage increases by 350 times every time. She's good-sounding, good-looking, and strong—she has all three. She's a hero among the top human rights cards!"

"Having topped the Magical Girl Idol Project for over two years with its sheer strength, it's not just the answer to the current version, but the answer to Earth, the truth of the universe! Many dungeons were specifically designed for Swimsuit Lark, known as the Lark Idol Project, and you haven't even pulled a single one! And you still call yourself a strength-obsessed player! You're just a pure fangirl!"

"I... I'm a newbie, is it wrong for me to follow the newbies..."

The prince was taken aback. "Wait, how do you know so much? Are you playing along?"

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated!" Xilan said confidently. "I'm not just playing around; I'm checking the data on magical girls."

So you're looking up fabricated information from the official sources in the game?

"He's clearly a fan of Shion. He only collects Shion characters and hasn't played the game much, which means he downloaded the game specifically for Shion!"

“It’s not necessarily a matter of personal preference.” The prince added, “The Qingyun Sect said that if you have a fully-fledged Ziyuan, you can survive once if you encounter a magical girl from the Qingyun Sect.”

"Having a full-life Violet means that you've seen magical girls from the Qingyun Sect survive. The fact that you were able to get information about Si Mo Tu means that you've been in contact with the Qingyun Sect—Si Mo Tu can only enter the Disaster Prevention Bureau by relying on the Qingyun Sect's connections."

The prince proceeded with his reasoning point by point, leaving the driver nearly breathless. "Who from the Qingyun Sect did you contact? And who said that Si Motu would be returning late?"

west Lan retorted fiercely, "Speak! Or I'll skin you alive!"

"I'll talk, I'll talk..."

The experienced driver was at a loss. "It was Shion, it was Shion the Great... Magical Girl Shion. She told me to tell His Highness that Smother will be back late. She also warned me not to tell anyone that she was the one who told me this. I really had no choice..."

west Lan looked worriedly at the prince, "Prince, about Zi Yuan, my master..."

But the prince seemed not to hear, and the glass in his hand shattered instantly!
Sharp shards of glass pierced her creamy white skin, and red blood seeped from her clenched fist.

It dripped onto the ground of the mirror space.

“Shiyuan, hehe, Shiyuan.”

She recalled the image of that girl standing on Si Motu's head and took a deep breath.

She actually knew.

To get Si Motu to the headquarters, he could only rely on his connections with the Qingyun Sect, and in the end, he had no choice but to humiliatingly bow down to Ziyuan once again.

She actually knew about it, but she just didn't want to face it.

Now, Ziyuan specifically sent someone to deliver a message, saying that she would be back later.

The sarcasm and provocation were all too obvious.

However, the prince was too proud, and he quickly calmed himself down, simply saying:
"Alright, let her stay a little longer if she likes it."

Let's see who's crying on their wedding day!
(End of this chapter)