Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

Chapter 78 The Holy Temple's Mighty Man (5,000 words)

"Waaaaah, teacher, teacher..."

After Bai Mei cleaved the crystal with her sword, the magical girl who fell out of the crystal immediately hugged her.

"I thought I'd never see you again... I was so scared..."

When the twins came over from the side, they said with a smile, "Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration? Anyway, you're inside the crystal, so the Witch's Guild can't touch you. What's there to be afraid of?"

As Chiaki wiped away her tears, she said tremblingly, "I can't open it myself..."

The twins stood in awe.

This was the first time she had ever seen a magical girl trapped by her own powers.

This crystal is incredibly powerful.

"Sigh." Bai Mei sighed softly, "That's why I don't dare to tell Master that people of your level are not qualified to enter the inner sect of Qingyun Sect."

The twins asked curiously from the side, "Isn't this ability very powerful? Doesn't sealing others away make you invincible?"

Qianjing chuckled sheepishly and scratched her head. "Well, I can only seal myself off like this."

"never mind."

Originally intending to touch the other's seed, the twins immediately withdrew their hands.

It could only seal itself, and it couldn't even open itself. Without Senior Sister Bai Mei's strength, no one could even help it break open. It directly turned into amber to support the future.

What else can be said? All I can say is that your abilities are unparalleled. You dare not use twins, for fear of suffocating inside.

Even the crystal of Qianjing was split open by Bai Mei, who had gathered her strength all the way to the leather factory in a hurry.

Unbelievably hard.

The twins then asked, "So, do you have any more normal abilities?"

"No."

"What I mean is generating some crystals to use as shields."

"will not."

"No, you can't do anything, so what kind of magical girl are you?"

Qianjing immediately stiffened her neck, "Master said, how can you say you don't know anything about magic? As long as you can use magic to create swords, it doesn't matter what abilities you have or not."

"Oh, so how's your sword qi cultivation going?"

"will not."

The twins took a deep breath. "Inner sect? Her mere presence as a disciple of the Qingyun Sect is an insult to our sect! Senior Sister!"

“So he is an outer disciple of the Qingyun branch of Jiangming City.” Bai Mei said softly, “The food is fine as long as it doesn’t cause trouble for Master and the others.”

"Are you sure you won't cause any trouble?"

Bai Mei shook her head, holding a sword and staff in one hand, walking down the street, a gentle breeze caressing the hem of her clothes.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Mei had already reached a distance.

The twins had already noticed that Bai Mei's movement speed and manner were extremely exaggerated.

With magical power underfoot, one can walk on air and travel a great distance in the blink of an eye.

"The safety of my disciples is naturally none of the masters' concern, but after so many years in Jiangming City, Bai Mei has only managed to acquire four disciples. If this continues, she won't be able to make any progress in ten or twenty years."

"Teacher, teacher, wait for me!"

The twins grabbed a small bicycle parked by the roadside and rode off to catch up.

A child ran out from a nearby shop and chased after her, shouting, "My bicycle! That's my bike!"

"Stop!"

The twins didn't expect that even after riding all the way to the next intersection, the kid was still chasing them and even started crying.

Bai Mei glanced back, and then Shuang Sheng quickly got off the car and parked the bicycle on the side of the road.

Then she made a face behind her and said, "It was just a ride, I'm not not going to pay you back, you stingy little thing! You crybaby!"

Before the little devil could catch up, it vanished in a flash.

Bai Mei watched as she returned the car before continuing on her way.

Although Qianjing's strength is lacking, she has finally entered the new seedling stage, and now flying behind her, she can keep up with her.

When Bai Mei arrived at the next witch's stronghold, the twins inexplicably emerged from another location.

"How does Senior Sister Bai Mei know so much about the Witch Society's strongholds?"

Bai Mei looked at the noisy and bustling leather factory.

This was one of the early strongholds of the Witches' Guild. There were no ordinary people inside; everyone inside was a member of the Witches' Guild.

The place used to create the calamity beasts was called a leather factory, but in reality, it contained many corpses waiting to be processed.

The witches would certainly not go so far as to kill people outright.

They have many ways to get the bodies. Now that they've landed and have a lot of legitimate assets, even the Witch Society will be careful to avoid suspicion. At the very least, none of the bodies here were killed by the Witch Society themselves.

However, just having it here is enough to be an eyesore.

"For the past three years, I have been considering how to make Jiang Mingshi aware of my Qingyun Sect."

Bai Mei took a step forward and suddenly drew her sword.

The sword flashed brilliantly!

"How can we make Jiang Mingshi submit to my Qingyun Sect?"

The leather factory in front of them collapsed and exploded amidst the flash of swords!
Amidst the sword light, the twins faintly heard a shrill roar.

The twins heard the witch's transformation voice, and filthy magic gathered from all directions, mending the mutilated corpse.

One of the abilities of a complete witch is that, due to her high degree of integration with the corrupt magic, even if she is cut into pieces, she can repair all external injuries as long as she transforms.

The downside is that if you don't have enough magic power, the transformation will fail.

Magical girls actually have corresponding mechanisms. There have even been magical girls who were shot in the head before transforming, but with a little bit of consciousness at the last moment, they awakened the power of the Miracle Seed and completed the transformation to repair their fatal wound.

Moreover, unlike witches who require corrupted magic, magical girls' miracles do not consume magic power and thus do not reduce combat strength.

Of course, the downside is that it's unstable. Most fatal wounds can be healed by miracles, but some disabilities or serious illnesses cannot. This is one of the important topics in the Magical Girl Research Institute.

When the old woman flew up from the ruins of the leather factory, the twins realized that she was not a complete witch.

There was simply enough corrupted magic power, which was used to repair the injuries.

But, what is the price?
The large amount of unclean magic caused mental instability in the other party.

They've gone completely mad.

Impure magic is not a very useful thing. Apart from complete witches who have been experimenting on it since childhood, ordinary people who use impure magic will commit suicide if they exceed a certain limit.

It's obvious that the old hag in front of us is in this stage.

Twins love watching this kind of drama.

"Qingyun Sect! Qingyun Sect's magical girls! You deserve to die, die, die!"

Yes, yes, that's it. He's delirious and talking nonsense. That's exactly what I want to see.

"Give my son his life!"

Keep going, keep going~ Let me hear you scream a couple more times. Twins love to hear the wails of madmen immersed in filthy magic.

This is the expression I've always wanted to see—this confused and frantic way of throwing magic around, this disoriented and anxious look.

This is the witch she wanted to see!
The twins wished they could pull up a small stool, grab some peanuts and melon seeds, and watch from the sidelines.

She's so anxious, haha.

"Give me back my son..."

A powerful sword aura exploded from the old hag's body!

The thick, foul magic power, under Bai Mei's strangely sharp sword energy, was like tofu, or as thin as paper, instantly shattered into pieces.

Human flesh and blood were also splattered everywhere!

Qianjing quickly hid behind her teacher, the torrent of foul magic power being blocked by the sword energy.

Only the twins, splashed with filthy magic, could no longer laugh.

"Senior Sister, I just changed my clothes!"

Turning her head, she saw blood trickling from Bai Mei's lips, and a tear falling from the corner of her eye.

The twins didn't dare say too much.

Wow, why are you crying for that old hag? Is Senior Sister really that sentimental?
After coughing violently twice, Bai Mei lowered her head and covered her mouth.

I sprayed some eye drops on myself again.

Although using the turkey noodle sauce was somewhat painful before, she found that the effect of making her cry was quite good.

It further highlights the style of sword cultivators.

But she didn't dare eat the turkey noodle sauce anymore, so she had ketchup in one hand and eye drops in the other.

Although the process is a bit complicated, it's not difficult for Bai Mei after practicing it a dozen times.

She took a deep breath, her expression serious:
"Only when he intervened in the most critical moment did Jiang Mingshi realize the greatness of my Qingyun Sect and take the initiative to submit to my Qingyun Sect."

"Let the name of the Qingyun Sect resound throughout Jiang Ming!"

"...Leave Boss Red Serpent to us!"

Inside the dark warehouse, the bald man, who had just finished a meeting with Chi Lian and the others, turned off the crystal ball.

His previously arrogant face quickly turned into a tearful expression. "That's it, that's it. Your teacher is probably still looking for other strongholds of the Witch Society. This is the latest information I can get!"

Not far in front of him was a magical girl holding a submachine gun.

Although it looks ridiculous, and other members of the Witches' Guild would probably scoff at it.

After all, the effect of modern firearms on the power of contamination can only be described as tragic.

It is practically impossible to penetrate the defenses of the corrupted magic.

Even biological weapons are powerless against corrupted magic.

The bald man initially thought the same thing, but then this guy who called himself a magical girl swordsmith shot him twice and brought him back to his senses.

Blood was flowing from her right leg; the bullet wound hadn't healed yet. The bullet had been expelled by corrupted magic, but the wound was still imbued with the magical girl's pure magic and wouldn't disappear. Using corrupted magic to heal it would cause even greater damage.

High frequency, high damage, penetrating, and damage-attaching effects...

Even if a magical girl can use a gun and imbue the bullets with her own magic, it will only react with the corrupted magic, at most causing a larger impact, but it is difficult to penetrate.

Attaching magic to flesh and blood is almost impossible, as pure magic will quickly disappear in normal flesh and blood.

The bullets from this submachine gun have both penetrating and damaging effects, which should be a unique ability of the magical girl swordsmith in front of us...

"What I want is the teacher's specific location!"

The swordsmith was very tall, nearly 1.6 meters, making her stand out among the magical girls.

Her fiery red hair was tied in a ponytail, and her pupils were also crimson, but her demonic outfit was dark green. The unusual color combination of bright red and green seemed surprisingly harmonious, but her eyes and brows were full of anger.

It was as if fire was spitting from her mouth when she spoke, "Don't try to fool me!"

As he spoke, he raised his submachine gun and fired a burst of shots into the warehouse.

The bald man curled up in a ball, clutching his head, and cried, "I don't know! I really don't know! Grandma, please forgive me!"

He groaned twice as he spoke, and then got shot again.

Although it didn't hit any vital organs, he won't die.

But it really hurts!

After venting her anger for a while, the submachine gun ran out of bullets, and the magical girl who called herself a swordsmith finally calmed down.

A cold glint flashed in the bald man's eyes.

good chance!
He suddenly drew upon the magic power within the Seed of Lamentation, tensing his entire body to gather strength!

Since he joined the Witches' Guild later, he wasn't very skilled at using magic.

But at such close range, as long as I can get close, I have an absolute advantage in close combat!
The enemy is reloading their submachine gun, which is the perfect opportunity to counterattack!

With a single step, he instantly covered a distance of nearly thirty or forty meters, which reverberated throughout the huge warehouse.

In an instant, the face that had been filled with fear and weakness turned fierce and cruel!

The swordsmith casually tossed the submachine gun to the ground and pulled out an assault rifle from behind him.

The bald man instantly slid to his knees, his previously ferocious eyes becoming clear and pitiful as he watched the swordsmith's dark gun barrel draw closer and closer.

The muzzle of the rifle almost went into his mouth before his body stopped sliding.

"What?"

"I'm afraid you can't hear me," the bald man said with an embarrassed smile. "Come closer so I can report to you."

"Which base will the teacher go to next?"

"Well, I'm not entirely sure about that either, but I can take you to see other outposts."

The swordsmith then fired a shot directly into the bald man's leg, before pressing the red-hot muzzle against the man's forehead, his tone volatile: "You don't think I don't know what you're thinking, do you!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Just as the bald man was about to cry, the warehouse door was kicked open with a loud bang!

The massive iron gate slammed into the opposite wall dozens of meters away with a loud crash before falling into the debris in the distance.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the boy who walked in from outside the door.

He was wearing a fox mask, probably bought from some roadside stall; it was tattered and looked rather comical.

"Are there any members of the Witch's Guild here? I've searched everywhere and can't find a single person. What kind of company do you run?"

Although the swordsmith had a bad temper, he still looked at the other person and asked, "What do you want?"

"The current Holy Church official has long admired the Witches' Guild and intends to join it to serve the Witches' Guild and defeat the magical girls."

The bald man's expression froze upon hearing this, and he immediately glanced at the swordsmith.

Sure enough, the other person's eyes immediately flashed with rage. He kicked him aside, raised his gun, and aimed it at him. "What kind of bullshit Sanctuary is this? You're so young and already learning bad things! You want to join the Witch's Guild?! I'll break your legs for your parents!"

"I am Bloodhand Demon Slayer, Jiang Demon Slayer." The young man cupped his hands in greeting. "May I ask your name?"

"Slaughter you, you big-headed devil! What a brain-dead name!"

The swordsmith raised his gun and aimed it at Jiang Si's thigh!

But the moment they opened fire, they lost their target!
The swordsmith was startled; such speed!

More importantly, the other side didn't use any magic at all!

Fortunately, her teacher had taught her the basic courses of the Qingyun Sect, and she immediately released a large amount of magic power!
Even if you can't see the other person, you can use magic to lock onto them.

Within the Qingyun Sect, this is known as Demonic Sense Lock, a skill that only newly emerging magical girls can learn.

The downside is that it consumes a lot of magic power, but since swordsmiths usually fight with firearms, this ability is the most suitable for them.

After locking onto it with demonic consciousness, I felt even more terrified.

Even though I had used my magical senses to lock onto and predict the opponent's movements, the opponent was able to forcibly change his sprinting direction based on the bullet trajectory the instant the rifle was fired!
"Too slow! What did Bai Mei teach you?!"

A barrage of shots couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed at all; the next second, the boy had already rushed in front of them.

He kicked her wrist. Despite having magical armor for defense, the kick still hurt terribly, causing her to loosen her grip on the rifle!
Go back and brush up on the basics!

The cold, hard voice was condescending, filled with undisguised contempt and disdain.

The swordsmith's eyes immediately reddened. "Don't underestimate me!"

Just as the other person's fist hit his face, a grenade rolled out of his sleeve.

Teacher Bai Mei often hid things in her sleeves, so the swordsmith learned this trick too.

A violent explosion resounded throughout the entire warehouse!

The bald man was also blown away and crashed into the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Holy crap, what kind of madman would detonate a grenade at such close range? Does this swordsmith not want to live anymore?
Such a close and intense magical impact would cause even a novice magical girl to lose her transformation.

It wasn't the magical girl herself who humiliated her without permission.
He struggled to his feet, shook off the dust and pebbles from his head, and looked up.

As expected, the swordsmith had already deactivated his transformation.

She was about the age of a junior high school student, wearing glasses and with braids. Although she was actually quite pretty, her rustic and honest appearance made her completely unrecognizable as the same person as her previous hot-tempered older sister.

Her clothes were just ordinary school uniforms. After she turned off her transformation, she curled up on the ground, hugging her stomach and unable to straighten up.

Meanwhile, the boy who had also been hit by the explosion at close range casually dusted himself off.

Only the hem of his clothes was slightly dirty.

"You kid, you can do that!"

The bald man immediately grinned and burst into laughter, "I agree! You want to join the Witch's Guild? No problem! From now on, follow me! I'll help you get promoted and make a fortune..."

Do I need your permission?

The boy stared coldly at him, and his words left the bald man speechless: "Contact Chi Lian and tell her that I want your position. A piece of trash like you shouldn't stay in the Witch's Guild. Get as far away as possible."

"Kid, joining the Witch's Guild isn't so easy."

The bald man chuckled sinisterly, "The captain's position isn't easy to get. Strength is important, but you also need connections and a powerful background! You understand? Your skills aren't enough in the Witch's Guild. Let me, your older brother, give you a hand; it's for your own good..."

"I'll have you contact Chi Lian."

"Look, what's the rush? What good will contacting Lady Chi Lian do?" The bald man laughed heartily, walking over and patting the other man on the shoulder. "Lady Chi Lian doesn't have time for a newcomer like you. Don't worry, since you saved me and defeated the magical girl, you'll definitely be stronger than me in the future. But you can't rush things; the Witch Association has its rules..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, a slap came flying at him.

The bald man's head immediately turned 540 degrees, and he looked at the wall behind him with a smile.

Did I tell you to talk nonsense?

Jiang Si casually twisted his head off, leaving his esophagus, trachea, and bones hanging loosely in his neck.

He placed it next to the crystal ball, fiddled with it for a while, and when he realized he couldn't figure it out, he turned to look at the magical girl clutching her stomach.

Do you know how to do it?

The swordsmith's eyes reddened, and he was on the verge of tears. "I will not yield!"

When Jiang Si picked up the bald spinal cord sword, the swordsmith was immediately terrified and covered his head.

"I know a little..."

(End of this chapter)