novelraw Chapter 13
Chapter 13
13. Sequence Witch
Magical artifacts were the term witches used for alchemical products. As the name implied, they were tools driven by magic power, possessing all sorts of unbelievable abilities.
Magical artifacts were extremely precious. An ordinary witch might not earn enough in a year to buy one.
But Meng Lian had not expected that there were magical artifacts in Nordlin as well, and that they could be brought out. This left her dumbfounded.
"Isn't Nordlin a phantom realm? How can things from a phantom realm be brought into the real world?"
"Who says things in a phantom realm must be fake?"
Modu interjected. "Junior Sister, do you know who the master of the Phantom Realm Nordlin is? It is a great existence, the origin of witches, the Primordial Witch (#0)."
The Primordial Witch was the supreme existence in the witch worldview. Even Meng Lian had heard of her.
In witch legend, this universe was created by the Primordial Witch. She was the mother of all living things, the absolute controller of time and space, and the common lord of all dimensions.
As for the witches, the wars they waged against other civilizations in the universe were not for invasion, but to follow the will of the Primordial Witch and take back what rightfully belonged to them.
Of course, in Meng Lian's eyes, this was nothing more than a means for the witches to beautify their wars.
"Legend says that Nordlin is the dream of the Primordial Witch. She pitied those who came after her for their confusion and hesitation while walking the path of illusion, so she selflessly shared her dream with us, allowing us to take another step forward on the path of illusion."
"Being able to bring magical artifacts out of Nordlin should be a reward from the Primordial."
"Praise the Primordial."
"Praise the Primordial."
"Praise the Primordial."
Xian Yun and the other two suddenly began praising the Primordial Witch devoutly.
"Illusion?"
Meng Lian heard a seemingly impressive name and her interest was piqued.
"Look at me, I forgot that Junior Sister only just transformed into a witch. She probably isn't very clear about some witch knowledge yet."
Xian Yun patted her forehead in annoyance.
"To put it simply, Illusion is our ancestor, a witch who has walked the path of illusion to its absolute limit. She is a Sequence Witch, ranked fourth."
"In the witch system, witches can be roughly divided into four realms: Ordinary Witch, Extraordinary Witch, Great Witch, and Sequence Witch."
"Our mentor is a Great Witch. As for me, I recently broke through to become an Extraordinary Witch. As for Junior Sister and Third Junior Sister, you are still Ordinary Witches."
The gap between every realm of witches was enormous, like a natural chasm. Cross-realm combat was a fantasy. Therefore, witch society was also one where the strong preyed on the weak.
Fortunately, Ordinary Witches made up ninety-eight percent of the population. Only the remaining two percent were Extraordinary Witches or above. This was why the second realm was called Extraordinary Witch.
Xian Yun stirred the coffee in her cup, her gaze distant. "If you don't enter the Extraordinary realm, you are ultimately just an ordinary person who knows a few simple spells. Maybe after graduation, you will get citizenship in the Witch Empire and won't be sent to the front lines to die. But you can see the end of your future path at a glance. When your two hundred years of life are up, the world will simply have one less Ordinary Witch."
"Sequence Witches, on the other hand, are those who have walked their path to the extreme. For them, time is a plaything in their hands. Any existence that breaks common sense becomes perfectly normal when applied to them."
As she spoke, a look of yearning appeared on the faces of Xian Yun and the others. Sequence Witch was the lifelong pursuit of every witch.
"For example, on our Illusion Path, our ancestor, Illusion (#4). For her, illusions are no longer mere tricks of the eye. They are real. The phantom realms she creates are real, existing in the past, present, and future."
Meng Lian was shocked when she heard this.
Illusions are real? How was that different from a god?
"There is still a difference. For witches, the only supreme existence is the Primordial (#0). No matter how great or shocking the achievements of other witches are, they are all successors to the Primordial."
Seeing that Meng Lian wore her thoughts on her face, Xian Yun smiled slightly. "So, being able to bring magical artifacts out of Nordlin isn't that strange. After all, if Nordlin really is the dream of the Primordial, then only being able to bring out magical artifacts would actually make Nordlin seem stingy. Logically speaking, you should be able to bring people out too."
Pass on that.
Meng Lian thought of the white-haired, red-eyed girl who had drained her for five days and shivered.
Was she sick? Bring a juicer into the real world? Did she really think her kidneys were made of gold?
"However, we have to mention our Little Star here. She is the biggest beneficiary of Nordlin."
Xian Yun poked Fei Xing's little mouth, looking doting.
"I already told you I was just lucky."
Fei Xing pouted, but her expression was enjoying the attention.
"Oh right, as my only Junior Sister, I naturally have to show some appreciation as your Senior Sister."
Fei Xing pulled out a bracelet from nowhere and handed it to Meng Lian.
"Magical artifact, Storage Chain. There is ten cubic meters of space inside each bead."
The bracelet was strung with ten small pink beads the size of a thumb. According to Fei Xing, this chain must have a hundred cubic meters of storage space.
Meng Lian had seen tools with storage functions before, but in the Alliance, only the incredibly wealthy or noble could possess them. To a certain extent, it was a symbol of status.
Although the witches were much stronger than the Alliance, such things were definitely not something an ordinary witch could afford.
Meng Lian had not expected Fei Xing to give her something so valuable right away. She was about to decline, but Xian Yun beat her to it.
"Junior Sister, just accept it. Our Little Star has a whole basket of these things."
How many?
Meng Lian looked dumbfounded at Fei Xing, who was currently enjoying her role as a "bosom cushion." She never would have guessed this was a rich loli.
"I'm not some rich loli. I brought all of these out from Nordlin."
Fei Xing saw Meng Lian's expression and knew what she was thinking. She hummed haughtily. "I was a princess in Nordlin. My room is full of these things. I can't use them all."