Starting with "The Demonic Cultivation," I had no choice but to pretend to be a magical gi

She held her hands to her heart, her cheeks flushed.

"I thought we were going to be eaten by these monsters, but you appeared like a god descending to earth! You're amazing!"

Fengling's mind went blank for a moment when she saw this little fan who had suddenly appeared.

Are kids these days really this brave?

"but……"

The girl seemed to suddenly remember something, her excited expression subsided slightly, and she looked at the wind chimes hesitantly before speaking haltingly.

"Um... Sister Wind Chime, why does your magic look a bit dark?"

She made a hand gesture.

"Other magical girl sisters use those sparkly light effects, but yours feels eerie, kind of like something a villain would use..."

Fengling's eyelid twitched.

That's it, this guy's here to cause trouble.

She coughed lightly, subtly put her hands behind her back, raised her chin slightly, and let out a clear, ethereal voice.

"This is dark magic. You haven't seen dark magic before, so you don't understand. It's an extremely rare attribute."

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up even more.

"Oh, I see. That sounds really cool."

She nodded vigorously, clearly accepting this arrangement.

Feng Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, appearance always comes first, no matter what. If the special effects aren't done well, the risk of exposure is not low. I'll have to study this carefully when I get back.

When others make a move, they unleash a dazzling array of light, causing all sorts of light pollution. But here, it's just a chaotic dance of demons and a pervasive black aura. Isn't it obvious whether they're good or evil?

So what if the base color is black? Add some crackling blue-purple electric light and some particle effects, and you can still create a low-key, luxurious, niche style.

In short, it's all about packaging, heavy packaging.

"It's not safe here, go home early."

Since there were innocent civilian witnesses, and in order to maintain the image of a magical girl's righteous ally, she definitely couldn't touch the corpse. Fengling decided to deal with this little troublemaker first.

After saying that, he turned around, preparing to leave the garage, which was now devoid of any profit.

"etc!"

The girl behind her suddenly called out to her.

The wind chime stopped and turned its head slightly.

The blonde girl took a deep breath, as if she had mustered all her courage, and clenched one hand into a fist, placing it on her thin and pitiful chest, her eyes filled with determination.

"Sister Wind Chime, I've also signed up for this year's audition!"

Her voice echoed in the garage.

"Even though everyone says I'm not suitable, that I'm just fooling around, I will definitely work hard. I will definitely become a cool, powerful, and mysterious magical girl like you!"

Audition, golden retriever, blue eyes.

And this kind of setting that makes it obvious at a glance that the family is definitely very wealthy.

The masked man's meaningful smile suddenly flashed through Feng Ling's mind.

"My little master is 1.5 meters tall, with beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes..."

Feng Ling's usually placid pupils dilated slightly.

No, take a good look at this. It's not 1.5 meters tall at all. You can even exaggerate these figures, right?

She couldn't help but start complaining.

After all, Fengling had secretly measured her own height after she disguised herself, and even with her high-heeled combat boots, she was at most less than 1.55 meters tall.

And this little golden-haired girl was at least half a head shorter than him now.

Despite the complaints, the persona must remain intact.

And so he never looked back, his back to the girl behind him whose eyes sparkled with starlight, his purplish-black figure appearing exceptionally aloof.

"I hope you can become a real magical girl."

The wind chimes rang softly and gently, yet they were clearly audible in the garage.

"Lilia won't let you down!"

The girl behind her, however, was not deterred by the cold attitude. She was now as energetic as if she had been injected with chicken blood. She cupped her hands to her mouth and shouted loudly at her.

"I'm determined to pass the auditions and become the most dazzling magical girl this year, then I'll join Sister Wind Chime's team!"

Lilia's soft, sweet voice actually sounded quite strong.

At this moment, in her mind's eye, Nightingale could no longer hold back and burst out laughing without any restraint.

"Pfft... I mean, wouldn't you say you've dug a hole for yourself?"

Nightingale spoke with schadenfreude.

"That Lin family's eldest daughter hasn't been properly trained yet, and now another competitor has appeared. Tsk tsk, there are only a few debut spots in the entire year of auditions, are you really not afraid that Lin Zhixia won't be able to compete?"

"What do you know?"

The wind chimes never stopped.

"This guy was already the designated young master. It's impossible for her not to be chosen by anyone else. She wasn't even in the competition to begin with, okay?"

Who says the Magical Girl Association doesn't care about human relationships? There's a lot more to it than meets the eye.

The wind chimes are a perfectly reasonable explanation.

Just as she was about to walk out, a chilling aura suddenly approached.

Feng Ling's eyes narrowed.

coming!

A white figure, as cold as frost, suddenly appeared at the entrance to the garage.

The magical girl, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, held a simple longsword in her hand and quietly watched her.

The all-white dress was extremely neat, without any extra lace or frills, and was just the right length for easy movement, giving it a completely minimalist style.

Zhu Baiyu was also stunned by the scene before her.

She was just going to buy things and casually check the surrounding area to eliminate any potential threats in advance. Who knew that she would be attacked by the demonic forces so soon after leaving?

And... it's all over?

The three corpses of demonic cultivators lying beside the pillars were undeniably real; it was clearly the work of the black-clad magical girl exuding an evil aura.

"Who are you?"

Zhu Baiyu subconsciously gripped the sword in his hand, the tip of the sword slightly raised, pointing at the unfamiliar black figure. At this moment, all his muscles were tense, ready to deal with any possible battle.

Feng Ling tilted her head slightly, her violet eyes sweeping over the other person.

"You're too late."

She raised her hand and pointed to the corpses beside her.

"I have already cleared away the demonic forces here. If you came here for them, then I'm sorry, you'll have to look elsewhere."

Zhu Baiyu was taken aback at first, then his lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But before she could even speak, Feng Ling's figure darted out like a ghost.

Almost instantly, Zhu Baiyu only felt a blur before his eyes, and Feng Ling had already crossed the distance of several meters. He instinctively swung his sword to block, only to find that his opponent had no intention of attacking at all.

The two passed each other like that.