Miss Witch would not die in an explosion.
The smoke gradually dispersed.
Although her mask had been blown to pieces, her cloak was tattered, and her face had been blasted pitch black, making it impossible to tell whether she was male or female...
The black-faced Miss Witch stood amid the smoke, still maintaining the elegance of a High-level Extraordinary.
Faced with the sudden explosion, the Witch had paid the price of shattering one "gem" to withstand most of the blast.
No one had been hurt or killed. A cause for celebration.
Miss Witch had claimed the top achievement!
"Burp..."
She opened her mouth, and sulfurous smoke poured out.
Dazed from the blast, Miss Witch shook her head.
But she was not angry at all... In fact, she was delighted.
If anyone else had blown her into this state...
No matter who that person was—Expert Li, Professor Wang, even the director of the Special Management Department—there would be no room for negotiation.
She would risk her life to first open a soy sauce shop on their face, then hold a water-and-land ritual, sending salty, sour, and spicy things flying everywhere as chimes, cymbals, and gongs rang loud enough to shake heaven and earth.
—but Bai Zhou was different!
She had never expected this kid, whose spirituality was so pitifully weak, to actually possess real skill!
Her intuition that he was strange had not been wrong.
So he was not a novice, but a lopsided genius who had simply devoted all his energy to the field of Magic Patterns!
Miss Witch's heart burned hotter than the heatwave after the Magic Staff exploded.
Because it all came down to the same thing—
The Magic Staff itself was not important!
...All right, it was still important. Miss Witch would defend every inch of her