Chapter 635 – I Did It

Mo Lan’s research consumed a full seven days.

Each morning, Sylph would punctually go check on the increasingly plump fruit growing on the mutated Tree of Life. Vasida and Lilith frequently sparred on the grass. But not once did anyone see Mo Lan step foot outside her door.

Only the white peaked tents that quietly appeared around her dwelling every few days served as silent proof that she was still inside, working without rest.

One afternoon, warm sunlight spilled across the grass as Sylph sat with Vasida and Lilith, enjoying an elegant afternoon tea.

Suddenly, a whirlwind tinged with pale violet light swept out from the house, and Mo Lan’s figure burst through the door accompanied by a shout trembling with excitement: “I did it!”

“Found a proper way to destroy Demons?” The teapot in Lilith’s hand didn’t waver in the slightest, amber-colored tea pouring steadily into the porcelain cup, her tone as calm as if she were discussing the day’s weather.

Dunmu immediately set its root-like legs into a sprint, arriving just in time to catch Mo Lan, who had nearly toppled face-first onto the grass from her own momentum.

Vasida casually pushed a plate full of pastries toward her. “Come on, tell us—what’s the method?”

Mo Lan cleared her throat and solemnly produced a thick stack of cards from inside her robe. Each one shimmered with a holy radiance under the sunlight. “Come have a look!”

“{Magic Card – Holy Flame}, {Magic Card – Holy Healing}, {Magic Card – Radiant Shield}, {Magic Card – Evil Reveal}, {Magic Card – Holy Judgment Ring}.”

Sylph read out the card names one by one, then suddenly widened her eyes. “Aren’t these Angel holy light magic spells? I thought holy light magic required abandoning your emotions and relying on faith power to work? Don’t tell me you—”

Before she could finish, all three of them wore expressions of concern in unison, their gazes landing squarely on Mo Lan’s face.

“Come on, Moira! Give us a smile!” Vasida urgently cupped Mo Lan’s cheeks, her soft fingertips gently pressing against the apples of her cheeks, as if trying to confirm some crucial piece of evidence.

Mo Lan was forced into a stiff smile, the corners of her mouth twitching unnaturally.

“It’s over! You’ve gone expressionless just like those Angels!” Vasida gasped, her voice shooting up a full octave. “Have you lost your mind? You sacrificed yourself just to destroy Demons? So what if those Demon souls return to the Abyss? A newborn Demon isn’t even the same one as before!”

Mo Lan tried desperately to free herself from Vasida’s clutches but failed miserably. She could only protest helplessly: “How am I supposed to smile naturally when you just spring that on me? Relax, I really haven’t turned into an emotionless Angel!”

“She’s right!” Sylph pointed at the top of Mo Lan’s head after careful observation. “She doesn’t have the halo that’s characteristic of Angels.”

“Then how did you manage it?” Lilith set down her teacup, asking the critical question.

“I didn’t personally cast holy light magic,” Mo Lan said, finally breaking free of Vasida’s hands and proudly waving the cards. “I used the Book of Cards to create them. The Book of Cards has no emotions to sacrifice, nor can it be mentally affected by faith power converted from Mana. So naturally, none of those problems apply!”

“Are you sure the Book of Cards won’t influence you in reverse?” Lilith furrowed her brows slightly, clearly not entirely reassured.

“It won’t!” Mo Lan answered decisively. “I’ve repeatedly checked my own condition—everything is normal! While our will can influence our Manifested Gifts, the Manifested Gifts themselves possess no sentience and can’t possibly influence us in return. However…”

She paused briefly. “At the moment, I can only create this type of direct-use {Magic Card}. If it were a {Skill Card}, the faith power and light elemental force output after the card completes its energy conversion would still affect the user.”

“Being able to create {Magic Cards} is already impressive enough.” Sylph was happy for her too. “For you, {Magic Cards} and {Skill Cards} produce roughly the same results anyway. Now you can thoroughly purify those Demons.”

“I’ll go deal with them all shortly, so they stop taking up space here.” As she spoke, Mo Lan pulled out a large handful of dark-colored cards from her robe. “Oh, and I also tried making some Demon magic {Magic Cards}, but only the dark magic cards were successfully created. The ones related to core abilities—soul magic and disguise magic—all failed. The Book of Cards indicated that critical materials were missing. I suspect it requires soul-related materials.”

Looking at the thick stack of cards in her hands, Mo Lan couldn’t help but smile.

The thought that the magical knowledge extracted from the memories of Demons and Angels had ultimately become part of her own strength filled her with irrepressible joy.

Vasida studied Mo Lan’s animated expression carefully, finally convinced that her emotions were truly intact. Only then did she let out a long breath of relief and move on to other questions:

“These cards—are you planning to list them only in the Witch-edition Card Magic shop?”

“No!” Mo Lan shook her head, tapping her fingertip lightly on the table, a shrewd gleam in her eyes. “I plan to select some weakened or lower-tier versions of these {Magic Cards} and put them up for public sale in the Dawn Society’s Card Shop. Especially these holy light magic {Magic Cards}.”

She paused, then produced another Knowledge Card. “And this too—a redacted version of {Knowledge Card – Demon Compendium} that doesn’t cover specific magical knowledge, only explaining the racial characteristics of Demons as a species.”

Her fingertip traced lightly across the card’s surface as the corners of her lips lifted. “Mm… I’ll also include some discussion about the threat of the Abyss, so readers understand that wicked desires and malicious thoughts cause souls to fall, and the more fallen souls there are, the stronger the Abyss becomes, birthing ever more and ever stronger Demons. If left unchecked, the entire world of Valen could be dragged into the Abyss’s embrace.”

Over these past days, Mo Lan had sifted through far too many Demon memories. Those fragments filled with twisted darkness had convinced her that allowing the Abyss’s power to grow unchecked was anything but wise.

Yet she also knew clearly that as long as non-Witch ordinary beings existed in the world, malice and wicked desires would never disappear, and the Abyss would never truly perish.

“Light can only suppress darkness—it can never make the world nothing but light,” she said softly.

Lilith chuckled at this, a glint of amusement passing through her ruby-red eyes. “I’m rather looking forward to seeing how those Demons who dare venture to the surface world will react…”

Vasida imagined Demons arriving on the surface world, ready to harvest a feast of delicious souls, only to discover that practically everyone was carrying a few holy light magic cards. She couldn’t help feeling a bit of anticipation herself. “All I can say is—best of luck to them!”