Chapter 9: Power of Origin

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It finally stopped at level 16.

Su Yun felt a rush of comfort, then her whole body went limp. Without warning, she collapsed into Mo Qingqing’s arms.

“Waaah!! S-sorry!” Su Yun panicked, trying to force herself up.

But all her mental strength was currently focused on adapting to the magic power.

The little bit of spiritual power she had left wasn’t nearly enough to let her move her own body.

Su Yun tried several times but couldn’t get up.

Warmth, softness, fragility, and tenderness.

That was what Mo Qingqing was feeling right now.

The life force coming from Su Yun made her feel so comfortable.

Just like that exhilaration after pushing past your physical limits.

The ache in her heart from earlier was completely washed away.

Mo Qingqing couldn’t help but wrap her arms tightly around Su Yun.

“Mmm…”

Su Yun’s whole face was buried in Mo Qingqing’s broad chest.

Not especially big.

Just the right size.

And in this world, there was no such thing as bras.

Most people here simply didn’t wear them.

Or maybe just a pair of panties with some ribbons wrapped around.

But honestly, it wasn’t much different from going without anything at all.

So Su Yun didn’t even dare to breathe.

It wasn’t that she found a beauty like Mo Qingqing tempting.

Her heart was filled with nothing but fear at this moment.

No way did she believe in some melodramatic plot where Mo Qingqing suddenly fell for her.

She was a witch!!

Who knew what she wanted to do?

And Su Yun had heard countless times that witches and sorcerers were all corrupted by chaos, not right in the head.

Having heard it so much, she naturally believed it.

“Sniff….”

Mo Qingqing took a deep breath.

What she smelled from Su Yun wasn’t flowers, nor the scent of soap.

It was something very clean, very pure.

An unbelievably pleasant scent.

The scent of life.

Right now, Mo Qingqing felt as if it was time for a fix. Incredibly content.

So this stuff was this useful!

Mo Qingqing’s long fingers gently swept over Su Yun’s delicate skin.

Goosebumps instantly rose all over Su Yun.

After a while.

Mo Qingqing picked Su Yun up.

Just like lifting a kitten.

She was about to say something.

But then her eyes landed on the peach made of strawberry cream.

“Gulp…”

Mo Qingqing swallowed hard.

Those things she’d glanced at not long ago appeared in her mind again.

A primal desire began to sprout.

You made it anyway.

So why not have a taste?

So Mo Qingqing started to taste it.

“Mmm…”

It tickled, then came the shyness.

But very soon, it turned into biting and a stinging pain.

Su Yun’s petite body trembled constantly in midair.

Tears, drawn out by the pain, clung to her lashes, too afraid to fall to the ground.

After a while, Mo Qingqing felt unsatisfied with just playing and began to lick downward along the smooth skin.

A faint sweetness, with the fresh scent of grass after rain.

But suddenly, Mo Qingqing snapped back to her senses. She abruptly tossed Su Yun aside and rushed back into the bedroom, slamming the door shut.

Su Yun curled up on the floor, shivering.

She never imagined she would be treated like this by Mo Qingqing.

Confusion, helplessness, and fear immediately enveloped her.

She had no idea why Mo Qingqing suddenly threw her out and ran away.

The world felt cold and lonely.

Only the fluffy big tail could bring her a sliver of warmth and comfort.

At the same time, in the bedroom, Mo Qingqing’s always indifferent and frosty face was now flushed red and burning.

An indescribable sense of shame rushed to her head, making her dizzy.

She kept telling herself in her heart not to care.

She was just a slave, a plaything, an experimental subject.

She herself was only drawn to the laws of life inside the other.

But Su Yun’s nearly perfect curves and those images from the book kept replaying before her eyes.

For a pure-hearted witch of 21 years.

It was a bit too much.

She sat on the soft bed for a long time to calm down, finally deciding to go see her teacher again.

She pushed open the bedroom door and saw Su Yun, already dressed, quietly tidying up the clutter.

Sensing Mo Qingqing’s gaze, Su Yun trembled and didn’t dare turn around.

Who knew what a witch would do if she got embarrassed and angry?

She could still faintly feel herself being drained even now.

Fortunately, Mo Qingqing only glanced at her before leaving.

Only then did Su Yun let out a sigh of relief and secretly wiped her tears before continuing to tidy up…..

“Why are you here again?”

Mo Qingqing’s master, Lin Mo, scratched the back of her head and sighed.

She was busy too, you know!

Ever since adopting Mo Qingqing ten years ago, she hadn’t had a moment’s rest.

“What is it this time? I already told you I won’t help you steal that thing.”

“No, it’s not that…” Mo Qingqing opened her mouth, took a while to organize her thoughts, then finally recounted what had just happened.

Unexpectedly, Lin Mo just gave her a strange look.

“I thought it was something serious… it’s just this?” Lin Mo asked.

“Huh?” Mo Qingqing was dumbfounded.

What was her teacher saying… This was obviously a serious matter!

Unexpectedly, Lin Mo sighed.

“You… I really did protect you too well… Well, you’ve always seemed like a child…”

“Listen, in these two hundred-plus years of your master’s life, I’ve had over 300 lovers—men, women, young, old, non-human… I’ve played in more positions than you know magic… Sigh… you kid… Whatever, figure it out yourself.” Lin Mo pulled out some well-worn illustrated books and magazines from a drawer and stuffed them all into Mo Qingqing’s arms.

“Relax, it’s normal to let off some steam. We’re witches exploring new worlds, not some feudal Elemental Church believers. Do whatever you want. What’s there to be afraid of?”

With that, she impatiently pushed Mo Qingqing to the door.

“Eh? But…”

“Oh, right, there’s going to be a big venue auctioning spatial storage magic tools in three days. Remember to come.” Lin Mo didn’t care if Mo Qingqing understood, she just shoved her out and closed the door.

Only Mo Qingqing was left standing dazed at the door.

She wondered if she’d misheard, but the books in her arms were real enough.

She opened her mouth, but couldn’t say a word.

Her master, who used to like zoning out, stubborn but soft-hearted….

Wait…

Mo Qingqing snapped awake.

Who zones out and locks themselves in?

She used to think it was just Lin Mo’s habit.

But now….

Mo Qingqing felt like the sky was falling.