novelraw Chapter 62
Chapter 62
62. Lingling
"Sorry for the trouble tonight, Senior Sister."
In the end, it was all a misunderstanding. Luoluo had chosen to box of her own accord, and as outsiders, they couldn't really say much about it.
Meng Lian apologized to Xian Yun and Fei Xing, while Shen Ning had already headed off to the Witch House.
"No worries. If you ever need help with a fight in the future, make sure to come find us."
Xian Yun waved her hand with a cheerful grin. Though she hadn't gotten to fight tonight, she had still enjoyed witnessing the drama unfold.
"Mhm, goodbye, Senior Sister."
Though she didn't understand why Xian Yun and Fei Xing were so obsessed with fighting, Meng Lian bid them farewell.
Watching the two figures, one tall and one short, walk to the public teleportation anchor and vanish, Meng Lian turned and headed back to the dormitory.
Since the entire New Student Area had been moved into the Witch Academy, Meng Lian's dormitory remained unchanged: Room 404.
Walking into the dorm, Meng Lian flopped onto the soft, large bed, completely satisfied.
This was so comfortable.
After a full day of classes and a trip to the underground arena with Shen Ning, it was already nine in the evening. Meng Lian wriggled around on the bed for a while before heading into the bathroom to soak in the tub.
After her bath, she felt refreshed. Since Jiang Jiang had found someone to open a dorm of her own, Meng Lian would be sleeping alone tonight, so she slipped on a nightgown and climbed into bed.
Just then, she noticed the pink-covered book she had tossed onto the nightstand. It was the Succubus Cultivation Technique that Bai Wei had given her.
With nothing better to do, Meng Lian picked up the book and examined it.
The cover was pink with dark red lines forming a heart shape. It looked positively lewd.
Meng Lian tried to open it. Unlike the Sky Mirage True Demon Technique, this one opened easily.
But strangely enough, she could only turn one page. The page she flipped to showed an illustration of a scantily clad succubus.
Curious, Meng Lian touched the image. The next moment, she felt her magic power flowing into the picture. The image glowed with pink light, and a figurine-like, palm-sized miniature succubus slowly materialized from the book.
The succubus was no bigger than a hand. Her cherry-blossom-pink hair cascaded like flowing honey down to her ankles, with light particles drifting between the strands like stardust. Curved black horns emerged from her fluffy hair, their tips glowing with a purplish-red halo like glass steeped in wine. Her bat wings were as thin as black silk soaked in moonlight, the membranes revealing faint golden vein-like patterns that folded into a heart shape behind her back.
Her heart-shaped tail was even more slender than her body, its tip hovering with glowing hearts that constantly shifted form, their pink and gilded light swirling within. When ripples formed in her pupils, her pink-diamond eyes released tiny sparkles, and her lashes scattered sweet powder with every blink. On her collarbone, no larger than a fingernail, rested a butterfly-shaped demonic mark. Whenever her wings vibrated at high frequency, the cherry-blossom-colored light chains wrapped around her ankles chimed softly.
As her fluffy hair rippled with movement, a skull-shaped silver ornament hidden within peeked in and out of view. Her slightly parted lips revealed pearl-white little fangs, her tongue holding a drop of pink nectar poised to fall. The base of her black wings faded into rose-colored veins, and every time she spread them, she scattered phosphorescent powder carrying the scent of strawberries, which turned into fleeting peach blossom imprints upon touching skin.
"Are you my master?"
The succubus's pink eyes looked at Meng Lian, her expression timid, but when she sensed that Meng Lian possessed the Charming Heart Constitution, a flash of delight crossed her gaze.
"Charming Heart Constitution! Hello, I'm Lingling, a Phantom Spirit. From now on, you're my master!"
Phantom Spirit?
Wait, was having a Phantom Spirit in every book some kind of standard feature?
Meng Lian thought of Yaoyao. She looked at this Phantom Spirit nuzzling against her fingertip and smiled gently.
"Hello there. I'm Meng Lian. I have another Phantom Spirit here too. I wonder if you know her?"
Saying this, Meng Lian took out the Sky Mirage True Demon Technique and knocked on the cover.
"Who is it? Can't you see this young lady is sleeping?"
After knocking for quite a while, Yaoyao's figure finally appeared. Her eyes were bleary, looking like she hadn't woken up yet.
"What do you want? If you have questions, ask quickly. This young lady needs to get back to sleep."
Perhaps because she had just woken up, Yaoyao was a bit irritable. She looked at Meng Lian, then happened to spot Lingling curiously examining her.
Yaoyao fell silent.
"Aaaaaah! Who is she? Meng Lian, I'm asking you, who is she? When did you go behind my back and find another Phantom Spirit?"
Yaoyao flew right up to Meng Lian's face, pointing at Lingling. She looked like a betrayed wife, face full of grievance as she demanded answers.
"Well, about that... haha, let me explain..."
Meng Lian's eyes darted away as guilt crept up on her.
Wait, why should I feel guilty?
"Waaah, I knew you were a player! Waaah, no love left for me."
Yaoyao carried on like a clown. Just then, Lingling spoke up timidly.
"Um, big sister, please don't blame Master. I..."
"Hmph, I thought you couldn't talk since you weren't saying anything."
Hearing Lingling's words, Yaoyao flew over to her and sized her up carefully, then swallowed.
She was just too sultry.
"Ahem. Which faction do you belong to? You should know that Meng Lian is a genius of illusion. When it comes to the Path of Illusion, I dare say I'm third, and no one would dare say they're second!"
After all, first place was that petty one. Couldn't afford to offend her, no sir.
"I'm from the Path of Charm. Master has the Charming Heart Constitution, so I might be able to help her."
Though Lingling was a succubus, she was unexpectedly timid. Seeing Yaoyao acting fierce, she immediately hid in Meng Lian's palm, her eyes pitiful, looking utterly heartbreakingly delicate.
"Hah? Charming Heart Constitution? That slutty constitution?"
Yaoyao flew in a circle around Meng Lian, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Don't talk about Master like that! Master is the best, she's not slutty at all."
Exactly, I'm not slutty at all.
Lingling's words made Meng Lian feel all warm and fuzzy inside. She knew Lingling might be faking it, but it really felt wonderful. She finally understood why those ancient emperors loved their sycophantic ministers so much. The flattery just sounded that good.
"Alright, Yaoyao. Lingling just got here, don't be so mean."
"Master is the best~"
Lingling hugged Meng Lian's thumb and kissed it, sending tingles through her heart. Then Lingling stuck her tongue out at Yaoyao. Seeing this, Yaoyao fumed.
"Me? Mean? Meng Lian, don't tell me you can't see she's a total little green tea bitch. She just wants your magic power!"
"Like you don't."
Meng Lian rolled her eyes. As if Yaoyao hadn't asked for magic power the very first day they met.
Meng Lian extended her index finger and wiggled it before Lingling. Lingling cheered and absorbed a small amount of magic power.
"Thank you, Master. You're the best~"
Lingling took very little. Meng Lian barely felt anything.
Meanwhile, Yaoyao's eyes had nearly rolled into the back of her head.
"Ew. Thank you, Master."
Yaoyao mimicked her sarcastically, making Meng Lian want to laugh.
"If you want to absorb some too, go ahead. Why are you being so passive-aggressive toward Lingling?"
"I don't want any. I already ate my fill yesterday."
Yaoyao flew up to Meng Lian's face. "Meng Lian, give me a straight answer. Are you going to cultivate the Sky Mirage True Demon Technique, or the technique for this Charming Heart Constitution?"
"Master, no matter who you choose, I'll support you."
Lingling chimed in sweetly from the side.
"Why do I have to choose?"
Meng Lian grinned. "Can't I just have both?"