spirapira
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As that familiar figure leapt lightly into the crowd, the entire venue fell silent for an instant before erupting into incredulous cheers! "Lady Anita! You... you've awakened?" Pushila's voice trembled, tears glistening in her eyes. During the Witch race's weakest and most difficult times, Anita had torn apart the night sky countless times with her dazzling fireworks, repelling powerful enemies and sheltering the entire Witch race. She was the source of security for countless vulnerable witches, an…-
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Seeing the puzzled looks from Cecilia and Pushila, Mo Lan explained: "The Immortal Realm should currently still have twelve Dao Ancestors, and they may also expend source power to produce more Dao Ancestors to intercept those who try to sever the ascension channels. You already know the coordinates of the Immortal Realm now. What you're really lacking are the means to deal with Dao Ancestor cultivators. With Eighth Rank Psychic Magic assisting, the cost of slaying Dao Ancestors has already been greatly…
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Watching Mo Lan circulate through the gathering, asking around only to return empty-handed time after time, her face unable to hide her disappointment, Cecilia and Pushila approached her on their own. "Seeing you wander around for so long, are you still looking for invitations to worlds above Thirteenth Rank?" Cecilia asked in a gentle tone. Seeing Mo Lan nod, Cecilia sighed knowingly and patted her on the shoulder. "Among us Witches, it's perfectly normal that you can't find one..." "The Valen world…
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"Moira!" The moment her feet touched the soft grass, a familiar voice reached her ears. Mo Lan looked up to see Cecilia and Pushila—whom she had just seen earlier that day in Starault Hall—striding quickly toward her. Behind them trailed a large group of senior Witches: some whose portraits she had seen in ancient texts, others who looked vaguely familiar, and still others who were complete strangers. At this moment, these powerful Witches—normally scattered across the universe and rarely seen in one…
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"You need to understand — when the flow of time around you accelerates, the time you personally experience is also passing faster! What it consumes is your real lifespan! Once the time you've personally experienced exceeds your natural lifespan limit, even your Mana will begin to drain away. Without sufficient Mana replenishment, once it drops to a certain level, you'll rapidly age until death! Is it truly worth it?" Cecilia's tone grew heavier as she laid bare the cost Mo Lan would have to pay, urging…
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Mo Lan accepted the heavy bamboo cylinder with a smile, its surface cool to the touch. Following her friends' lead, she found a comfortable position nestled into the vine armchair, settling in beside Sylph. Facing the forest sunset and the rosy glow over the sea, she tilted her head back and took a sip of the hundred-fruit bamboo wine. A crisp, sweet flavor bloomed instantly across her taste buds. The layered aromas of various fruits were distinct and harmonious, while the bamboo wine base carried just the…
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It wasn't until the early hours of the morning, when the directional teleportation channel leading to the Witch Academy Semi-Plane appeared beside them, that Cecilia and Pushila finally snapped out of their successive waves of shock. Cecilia closed the journal in her hands, not forgetting to summon her own Grimoire and transcribe all its contents. Her tone was somewhat urgent as she said, "Let's go! We're heading to the gathering! We need to find Moira and ask her how she managed all of this!" As a Card…
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Mo Lan chatted casually with Cecilia and Pushila for a while longer about card-draw probabilities, Card Magic, and the usage of Witch Management Cards. After adding each other as Communication Card friends, she politely excused herself and headed toward her own bookshelf deeper within the hall. She placed upon the shelf a thick volume titlederta《Cosmic Travel Journal》, which recorded her Starsea exploration experiences, along with a detailed《Starsea Map》annotated with countless otherworld…
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Chapter 897 - Witch Seniors Taking advantage of the gathering not yet having officially begun, Mo Lan gently turned the hand of the magical clock by the door of her Witch's home to the icon representing "personal tent." Opening the door, she arrived inside her personal tent at Explorer's Camp. She didn't linger in the tent, heading straight out and walking toward Starault Hall. During this period, many high-ranking Witch Explorers had returned to Valen to prepare for the gathering. As was customary, they…
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Time flew by swiftly amid efficient study. It wasn't until the afternoon before the Starault Hall centennial gathering that Mo Lan reluctantly set down the unfinished Knowledge Card in her hands. There were still so many interesting things she hadn't had time to study and research. She could only set them aside for now and continue after the gathering ended. She adjusted her study's time flow back to normal speed, stood up, and stretched. Having studied multiple blood fusion spells and fused the blood of…
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