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Mo Lan's pupils contracted slightly. "That is indeed the case." She did want to verify these two points. As long as the future editions of the Mo Lan confirmed through divination that the future 《Young Witch's Primer》 contained content about "First-Generation Sorceresses" and "Second-Generation Sorceresses," and it was confirmed that Sorceresses could only produce Second-Generation Sorceresses on the Witch Tree, then the future she had divined definitely bore her own handiwork. "Your wisdom is like a…-
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As Mo Lan channeled her Mana into it, milky-white mist began to churn inside the transparent crystal ball. The mist swirled and coiled as if alive. After roughly half a quarter-hour, it gradually coalesced into a clear human silhouette—a young Witch who looked very lively, with dark green curls carefully braided into two pretty little plaits, and azure eyes as pure as the finest gemstones. Vasida's eyes went wide, her gaze darting back and forth between the crystal ball and the crib. She clamped a hand…
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Mo Lan knew Vasida had a point. Sorceresses understood Sorceresses best, and all knowledge about them had been compiled in Mo Lan knew Vasida had a point. Sorceresses understood Sorceresses best — all knowledge pertaining to Sorceresses had been compiled into the book Mo Lan knew Vasida had a point. Sorceresses understood Sorceresses best, and everything known about them had been summarized in 《The Path of the Sorceress》. They had all read the book countless times, and Mo Lan had memorized every last…
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"Grown?" Though Sylph's words came in fits and starts, the information fragmented, Carmela immediately seized upon the most critical detail. Her pale golden eyes narrowed slightly, her tone carrying a hint of incredulous confirmation: "'Grown' as in the way I think you mean?" Sylph nodded and reached out to point toward the two solitary trees standing at either end of the meadow: "Each of those two trees bore a single fruit. One hatched Flora, and the other is Tiana." As she spoke, as if worried the senior…
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On the soft grass, several sorceresses sat in a circle, their gazes drifting from time to time toward the two little ones playing in the crib not far away. Vasida’s eyes gleamed. “A bloodline resonance can’t be wrong. Flora is unquestionably a witch.” She turned to Sylph. “With your mutated Tree of Life seed and Hybrid Magic, witches won’t need to rely on male outsiders to give birth to little witches anymore in the future. This is truly wonderful—so wonderful! Even if I can’t raise a…
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Chapter 645 - The Witch's Tree "The little mud huts are perfectly fine," Lilith said, a glint of mischief flashing in her eyes. "Only after living in shabby little mud huts will they learn to appreciate a beautiful grand courtyard—and work hard to earn money to build their own Witch's home!" The corners of her lips curled into a wicked grin. She clearly had another layer of meaning in mind—the hardships she'd endured, the future junior witches ought to get a taste of them too! Vasida suddenly clapped…
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Chapter 643 - Hungry, Hungry~ It was Vasida who helped Flora roll onto her side so she could sleep in that position, and only then were the two sisters able to nestle close together. Flora's little face pressed happily against the smooth surface, nuzzling back and forth, while Tiana's eggshell gently rocked in response to her big sister's embrace. "You two used to roll around everywhere together all day long, and now look — for the time being, the only place you can play together is inside the…
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Chapter 642 - Crack Crack Flora sniffled and hiccupped her way to a stop, her rosy little face still glistening with tear droplets. She gazed up at Sylph with wide, dewy eyes, her tiny mouth opening and closing as she let out little "Ah! Ah!" cries, her small hands waving urgently toward the sky. Though no one could understand baby talk, everyone present was maintaining their mind-reading magic and could clearly sense the waves of anticipation and eagerness surging through the little one's heart. Sylph…
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Ever since Tiana was plucked from the tree and transformed alongside Flora into roly-poly little egg babies, the entire plantation had become their favorite playground. When the morning dew still clung to the tips of the grass, you could already see them tumbling out of Sylph's little wooden cabin, rolling all the way into the woods. Only when the sun sank below the western hills would they leisurely roll out from some unknown corner, their eggshells dyed in a riot of colors from grass juice, pollen, and…
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Over the course of several months, the newly planted mutant Tree of Life grew at an astonishing rate, its branches stretching wide and its leaves flourishing until, in the blink of an eye, it had reached the same size as the previous mutant Tree of Life. When a single unripe fruit emerged from the dense canopy, the entire tree's growth seemed to hit a pause button. It no longer grew taller, nor did it expand its canopy. Only the surging power of life and wood elemental force formed an emerald-green halo…
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