Black Market

"I had no choice..."

Jenny touched her third eye and could only force a bitter smile.

"At least, once you become a first-rank Saint, you'll be able to conceal that eye... As long as you don't deliberately reveal it in front of the natural guardians, nothing will happen."

"But what about before then? I still have to go home, I still have to go to school..."

Jenny was nearly in tears.

"There's no rush. You can disguise yourself for now."

Sulu smiled and took out a round black felt hat. "It's called the 'Disguiser.' It's a magical item that can alter a person's facial features. You can try it on."

Jenny took it suspiciously. After putting it on, she closed her eyes, and the third eye on her forehead closed as well, leaving not the slightest trace behind.

"It's amazing..."

She looked herself over in the mirror several times, then spun around excitedly.

"This is just a magical item I casually refined. Its function is simple, nothing special... Still, while it consumes very little energy for ordinary people, there is consumption nonetheless. So... become a Transcendent as soon as possible, or headaches will always accompany you..." Sulu reminded her.

"I understand. The 'Spider Holy Mark,' right?"

Jenny clenched her fists. "I'll do my best to find traces of it."

"Actually... I have it!" Sulu cleared his throat and, as expected, saw Jenny's little mouth form an "O."

"After all, I'm also a Transcendent. Of course, I only possess the most basic first-rank fusion formula. As for what comes after that, you'll have to find a way yourself."

Sulu pointed casually.

Smack!

On the desk, a fountain pen automatically floated into the air and rapidly wrote across a sheet of white paper: "Materials: pure water, hemolytic grass, buckthorn, spider silk, mistletoe