Can't Afford to Play

After returning home and learning some spellcraft knowledge from Olivia, Jiang Han did not rush to practice. Instead, she studied some more of the advanced content of the Cat Lamp Covenant.

There had to be some connection between the wondrous energy of the ley lines and magic power—but what exactly was that connection?

Why could cat lamps use ley-line energy to obtain magic power and gain the ability to cast spells?

She did not know, and instinctively felt that Olivia would not answer her questions.

This concerned the cat lamps' core secrets, and Olivia's trade secrets as well.

"If I can crack this secret, I can convert my cat lamp skills into spells and use them much more conveniently." She sighed, tucked her notebook into her tail, then thought for a moment and stuffed in a jar of Dragon Blood Ink and a stack of angel-feather quills as well.

After all, she was still a Witch—more Witch than cat lamp—so naturally, a Witch's spellcasting process was smoother than a cat lamp's.

Every time she used cat lamp instincts to hammer out a spell...

Meow~ feels~ like~ I'm~ losing~ control!

Jiang Han stood up, left her chair, and took off her sleeping robe, revealing the creamy white cold-weather outfit beneath.

She pressed a hand against the spell wardrobe and swiftly selected a black-and-blue short skirt, a black-and-blue long cloak, and finally, a pointed Witch's hat.

As she changed, her phone floated beside her, nimbly flipping through messages under magical control.

"Mm, Li Li is asking if I want to watch cat golf live with her... Not going. Meow, I already watch enough cat golf on TV at home every day!"

The Sleeping Cat Lamps watched it every day, and were even preparing to hammer out a cat golf course at home.