“So it turns out she’s a disciple! Why didn’t you say so earlier!”
No one delved deeper into the matter of Mo Qingqing “breaking the law” or even “kidnapping” in a serious way.
However, after confirming Su Yun’s identity as a “disciple,” the witches could no longer hide the excitement and curiosity simmering in their eyes.
Their playful natures sprang to life in an instant. A few of the most lively witches couldn’t hold back anymore, casting off all restraint as they surrounded Su Yun with radiant, blossoming smiles.
“What’s your name, little sister? Your voice is so sweet.” One witch, dressed in a gothic lace dress and styled like an elf of the night, tapped her chin lightly with her finger. Her tone was honey-sweet, but her eyes carried a hint of playful scrutiny.
“You’re so adorable, all fluffy like that! Want to come over to big sis’s house? I have the sweetest candies and the softest pillows!” Another witch, wearing a crooked pointed hat with delicate runes drawn at the corners of her eyes, grinned brightly with a hint of mischief. She gently reached out, as if wanting to touch Su Yun’s fluffy tail.
“S-sorry…” Su Yun’s petite body trembled. She wasn’t sure if Mo Qingqing would be angry because of this.
When a hand—she didn’t know whose—lightly patted her head,
She let out a barely audible whimper like a startled little animal, then darted in panic beneath the wide hem of Mo Qingqing’s robe, only daring to peek out with her big, shining eyes.
“Aww, don’t be scared, little thing. Big sis isn’t going to eat you…” A witch looked at her pitiful yet adorable appearance and couldn’t help but tease in a low voice, her laughter as clear as ringing bells.
They were called “witches,” not because they were evil.
But because their philosophy of magic and way of life clashed with the society ruled by the Elemental Lords.
At heart, they were still girls.
When it came to fluffy, timid little beings like Su Yun, their resistance to “cute” things was practically nonexistent.
“Alright, that’s enough. Stop teasing her.” Mo Qingqing raised her hand at just the right moment, putting a halt to the witches’ further mischief.
She looked down and gently patted the trembling Su Yun by her leg, a hint of helplessness in her voice. “She’s shy around strangers. Don’t bully her anymore.”
Just as everyone was playing around and the atmosphere was easing,
Far away, deep in the starry sky, the negotiations among the Lords had finally concluded.
Several supreme beings, after a series of clashes—some hard, some yielding—finally reached a consensus.
“Qingqing, look.” Lin Mo’s figure appeared beside Mo Qingqing, like a phantom woven of light and shadow, materializing without warning.
She arrived without a sound or a ripple of space, as if she’d always been there—only now revealing herself.
Resting in her slender palm was a glass sphere, shimmering with multicolored light. Inside, billions of particles of law had condensed into a rainbow glow: the manifestation of the universe’s jubilation when the Lord of Force ascended.
That radiance constantly cycled and evolved, dazzlingly beautiful, containing the boundless power of the simplest truth.
Yet for those mages of only middle or lower rank, such an ultimate flow of laws was nothing more than a mesmerizing, fleeting rainbow.
“What is that?” Mo Qingqing turned her head, glancing at the seemingly ordinary yet wondrously glowing glass sphere in Lin Mo’s hand.
Though its prismatic light was indeed lovely, her eyes betrayed little surprise or admiration, as if such dazzling spectacle did not interest her. Clearly, her thoughts lay elsewhere.
“In a few years, when you can really touch the edge of the laws, you’ll understand.”
Lin Mo’s lips curved in a meaningful smile. She offered no further explanation, simply tucking the weighty yet delicate glass ball into Mo Qingqing’s arms.
“After the Lords’ negotiations, the Lord of Earth will create a brand new continent for us in the Endless Sea.
We’ll be moving there, and won’t have to live these days of hiding and fleeing anymore.”
Lin Mo’s tone was still tinged with a lazy indifference to worldly affairs.
Even though the Lord of Light was still unwilling in the depths of their heart,
The situation was no longer as it had been, when they could dictate events as they pleased.
After the Lord of Water’s death, the Lord of Light’s hold over the other Lords had clearly weakened by several degrees.
If it truly came to all-out war, even the Lords still loyal to Light would not gain anything.
In the end, they had no choice but to compromise, carrying their unwillingness and anger with them.
Of course, this compromise was not unconditional.
The Lord of Light and the other Lords demanded that witches and sorcerers be forever confined to the new continent created by the Lord of Earth,
And that their “heretical” ideas and powers must never spread to any of the existing continents.
After all, only those “foolish” people with simple minds, easy to control, were easily enslaved and ruled by those in power.
After a brief discussion, the three Lords belonging to the witches and sorcerers agreed to these terms.
They, too, needed precious time to recover—needed a relatively stable environment to raise a new generation and accumulate strength.
Naturally, while accepting this compromise, they made a demand of their own—that their new continent must be even bigger!
In truth, the world they inhabited was not a traditional single sphere.
It was composed of seven gigantic continents, each “unfolded” into a plane of identical size, like seven massive biscuits floating silently in the depths of the universe.
Each continent had a staggering radius of 800,000 kilometers—vast beyond imagining.
And the so-called “Endless Sea” was not true cosmic void; it was, in fact, a colossal inherent barrier, created by the late Lord of Water using their law of water, and covered the entire starfield.
Each continent was separated by a fixed distance of 3.5 light-years.
Occasionally, someone might break through the deadly sea and reach another continent—but only because a Lord was secretly lending a hand.
The purpose was to make ordinary people firmly believe in the extreme danger of the Endless Sea, suppressing their urge to venture out blindly and preventing unnecessary casualties.
Instead of an atmosphere, what sustained life in this world was the laws of the Lord of Light and the Lord of Darkness.
Whether it was the warm sunlight of day or the shrouding darkness of night, both together ensured the continuation of all life.
As for the Lord of Rules, they had no need for such material provisions at the elemental level.
They only required the Lord of Earth to carve out a continent for them with a radius of 1.2 million kilometers; as for sunlight, air, flowing water, and other elements, they had no use for them.
As the Lord of Rules, they could easily create all the necessary elements for life by their own laws.
Finally, the Lord of Time would be asked to wield their great power, and hasten things a little.
“Alright, everyone snap out of it. Go home and pack your things—anything that needs to be boxed up, box it up. The day after tomorrow, we’re moving as a group.” Lin Mo dismissed the crowd still milling about.
Now that the agreement among the Lords had been reached, they no longer needed to fear a raid on their gathering. They could simply use the portal to return home.
“I’m going to get my beloved mount. You all head back first.”
Saying this, Lin Mo took the spatial ring from Mo Qingqing’s hand and strolled away at a leisurely pace.
“Tch…” Mo Qingqing pressed her lips tightly together, her brow deeply furrowed, a complex light flickering in her eyes.
She was not satisfied with this result.
Yet she also understood clearly that, in terms of the bigger picture, this was already the best possible outcome they could secure at present.
Mother… Father…
Mo Qingqing slowly closed her eyes. In her mind, the scene of her parents’ tragic deaths resurfaced once more.
Blood and fire intertwined, desperate cries and thunderous curses, and those numb, deceived masses.
All they had wanted was to make those blinded by the Elemental Church’s lies see the truth of the world, to reveal the Elemental God’s deceit.
Until their last breath, they didn’t even use magic to resist, only tried to move those ignorant, fanatical people with the sacrifice of their own lives…
“Someday…” Mo Qingqing murmured in her heart, a fleeting, undisguised killing intent flashing deep in her tightly shut eyes.
But that nearly uncontrollable rage was quickly suppressed, buried deep within, turning into a deeper forbearance.
She opened her eyes again, looking to the side, her gaze now as calm and chilly as usual.
“Let’s go. Time to finish your punishment for lying to me.” Though her voice was calm, the corners of her lips lifted ever so slightly.
“Uu…” Su Yun’s furry ears drooped at once, and she followed Mo Qingqing with her head down, stepping into the portal together.
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