The Savior, round two

Three months passed, and nothing seemed to have changed at the Happiness Internet Cafe.

Yellow Hair still followed the Magical Girl around. "Fatty, she isn't running me in circles. I just like spinning around."

Fatty was still trying to talk sense into him. "Give it up, Yellow Hair."

Yellow Hair still refused to listen. "Don't worry, Fatty. I'm pretending to be smitten with her first. It's all part of the plan. I've got my own rhythm."

"Oh, look at you, with your own rhythm. You two aren't even in the same league."

"What if big sis Witch is actually a good girl?"

"God, don't—make—your—big—sis—Witch—laugh."

Chen Feng had once asked about the Magical Girl's origins, but after transforming, Witch kept her lips tightly sealed and said nothing. Before transforming, Su Ai simply looked bewildered and knew nothing at all.

Still, based on his observations, Chen Feng could roughly deduce the following:

"Su Ai before transforming and Witch after transforming share memories and a body, but they're two separate souls."

"One is a Cihang native whose angel bloodline has awakened."

"The other is some witch or lord from the Abyss."

Having angel blood in her ancestry proved that angels had once existed in this universe.

But when Chen Feng thought about the Human Emperor and the Black Lion Ape, he felt that even if elves, beastmen, and dwarves appeared in Cihang, it would hardly be surprising.

Although the Happiness Internet Cafe hadn't changed much, Cihang City's situation had grown steadily worse over those three months.

Alchemy, formations, talismans, and artifact crafting were known as the four arts of cultivation. Chen Feng had never studied formations, but he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Even without firsthand experience, he knew a thing or two.

"Compared with the internet cafe's radiant Sect-Protection Formation, the barrier