Starting from a Magical Girl, Dominating Eternity-Chapter 116 - 46: Where There’s Life, There’s Hope

Chapter 116: Chapter 46: Where There’s Life, There’s Hope

Cyan Cloud Sect, Illusory Moon Cave Mansion.

A few girls were leaning in front of the Sect Leader’s cultivation room, curiously peeking inside.

Cyan Flower: "Is the Sect Master finally about to break through? Will there be that celestial tribulation thing? Can our Cyan Cloud Sect handle it?"

Liu Ye: "No wonder it’s been raining all day today, wow, are we going to be in trouble? Sis, maybe we should head home first?"

Si Ye: "... I wonder how long the Sect Master will be in seclusion this time."

Liu Ye: "Is the Sect Master going to fast this time?"

Cyan Flower: "I don’t think so, right? Last time, she fasted for seven days and directly fainted."

Si Ye: "The Sect Master’s way of training without eating could really be life-threatening..."

Liu Ye: "Once the Sect Master advances to Full Bloom, will Cyan Cloud Sect be able to rule the world? Make everyone offer tributes! Do whatever we want! Liu Ye can eat whatever I want! Liu Ye wants to build a food city, making delicious food every day."

Si Ye: "What novel were you sneaking a peek at yesterday?"

Cyan Flower: "I also want the Disaster Strategy Bureau to give me unlimited card resources for the Magical Girl Idol Project..."

"You guys."

Bingtang, who was busy revising documents, took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes, "Don’t disturb the Sect Master’s cultivation. If you’re really that idle, practice magic fusion with the optimal ratio of thirty-five to seventeen. It might help you break through in your current realm."

Si Ye immediately raised her hand: "I, I still need to contact Susan!"

Liu Ye also quickly took out her backpack and started looking for homework, "Liu Ye hasn’t finished her homework yet."

Cyan Flower: "I haven’t finished my daily..."

Bingtang gave her a glare, making Cyan Flower shrink her neck, "I mean, I’m going to confinement."

She didn’t actually force them to do the magic fusion.

After all, it wasn’t even the designated cultivation time during the holidays; Bingtang wasn’t that strict.

Moreover, magic fusion is not something that can be rushed; the girls had already experimented before. The thirty-five to seventeen ratio was indeed the optimal magic ratio, but there were still all sorts of difficulties in fusing.

Even the Cyan Cloud Sect disciples, who had always been practicing magic control precision from the start, found it hard to catch up with Jiang Si in this regard, and magic fusion itself is an operation that requires extremely precise magic control.

Even the tiniest amount of extra magic would cause fusion failure and possibly injury.

In fact, right now, only Yu Mo could achieve magic fusion perfectly, controlling the magic without causing an unstable explosion; others had been injured to varying degrees.

Although getting hurt in a magical girl state wasn’t a big deal, pain is still pain, and the little girls weren’t very keen on practicing this without Yu Mo around.

Rubbing her somewhat stiff neck, after the three girls left, Bingtang glanced at Yu Mo.

At this moment, she was curled up on a blanket in the corner of the cave mansion, her hands in front of her face, sleeping like a little cat.

The coat covering her had fallen to the side.

Just finished with her work, Bingtang got up and covered Yu Mo with the coat again.

The Disaster Beasts were everywhere today, and the most exhausted was Yu Mo.

From the morning, she had been on standby. Whenever a Disaster Beast threat started to exceed control, Yu Mo would quickly arrive to provide support—her abilities were most suitable for rapid response.

Maintaining a transformed state and high-intensity magic control from morning until afternoon; even though Yu Mo’s magic power wasn’t low, it was still too exhausting.

After returning in the afternoon, Bingtang specially arranged a spot for her to sleep.

For this large-scale appearance of Disaster Beasts, Cyan Flower also contributed a lot, but due to the low efficiency of creating Demonic Puppets, by the time she finished the third one, it was almost over.

There were two Inner Sect Disciples, nine Outer Sect Disciples, plus other external personnel—a total of more than ten people. Although the scale of this operation wasn’t large, the follow-up troubles were considerable.

Some external personnel inevitably had to have their identities exposed; for Bingtang, once some external personnel’s identities were exposed, they couldn’t be used anymore, and it was necessary to settle them and cut off contact.

Aside from the core magical girls, in Cyan Cloud Sect, other members had only one-sided contact; here, some money would be enough to break off ties, without even needing to erase memories.

Moreover, the Disaster Strategy Bureau has the means to counter the memory-erasing of magical girls and retrieving memories from the Bureau’s side is not difficult.

It’s just unclear if this part of the technology has been granted to the Disaster Strategy Bureau in Beihai.

From yesterday to today, she was almost entirely dealing with these matters.

She sipped some water to soothe her throat, looked at the completed documents, and Bingtang stretched lazily.

For Bingtang, her family had been teaching her how to deal with these affairs, allocate manpower, deploy personnel, understand reasonable rules, and how to negotiate with others since she was young.

The methods of handling these matters vary by position, with different negotiation methods according to each object’s personality and experience.

Bingtang used to dislike this stuff greatly because it was dull and tasteless, and not even useful in everyday life.

Not only did she have to attend school, but after school, she also had to learn the things adults did, and even from junior high, her family began to arrange some positions for her for practical training.

At that time, her family often wouldn’t let her go to school, as school had no practical benefit for Bingtang. Her parents hoped she could get involved in the family business sooner and grasp these skills quickly.

But she had no interest in taking over her family’s company. For Bingtang, school, which was torment for her peers, was, on the contrary, a place to relax; she preferred going to school.