Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

"Don't make a sound."

Amber walked up to Tang Wei, squatted down, and slapped him across the face.

Her gaze returned to Tang Wei's broken tail, and she gently placed her palm on it.

Strands of pale green magic slowly flowed into Tang Wei's wound through his palm.

The excruciating pain that had been plaguing Tang Wei was gradually soothed and dissipated.

The sharp, bone-tearing pain slowly subsided, replaced by a gentle, soothing warmth that spread throughout his body along the wound, allowing his tense body to completely relax.

Before long, the pain in the wound completely disappeared.

Tang Wei stared blankly at his restored tail, his eyes filled with disbelief, and murmured softly, "My tail...it's healed?"

From the rooftop, Chu Ge, who had been watching the entire scene, took it all in.

She understood immediately; it was exactly as she had guessed before: Amber possessed healing magic.

However, the price of this healing technique was not small. After simply repairing a broken wound, Amber's smooth forehead was already covered with a fine layer of cold sweat, and her rosy cheeks turned slightly pale, clearly showing the depletion of her physical strength and magic power.

Amber lowered her eyes and looked at Tang Wei, who was still staring blankly at the tail with a look of relief on his face. A cold smile flashed in her eyes.

The next second, she suddenly clenched her right fist and slammed it down hard on her tail, which had just been restored!

boom!

A dull thud immediately followed.

This time, Tang Wei's newly grown tail shattered, turning into a cloud of blood mist that dissipated into the air.

A pain a hundred times greater than the pain from the severed tail instantly swept through his entire body, the sharp pain shooting straight to his brain. Tang Wei's throat bobbed violently, and before he could even utter a scream, his eyes rolled back, his body went limp, and he fainted, completely motionless.

Amber uttered two words indifferently: "Trash."

She had initially thought that Tang Wei, who had been so arrogant and domineering, at least had some backbone.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't withstand the severe injury to his lower body and fainted directly. His Dao heart was really too weak.

Looking at Tang Wei, who was lying on the ground with a weak breath and whose life was uncertain, Amber did not use healing magic again. Instead, she raised her hand and released a wisp of magic to seal the main bleeding point on his body.

She didn't intend to save him; she simply stopped the bleeding to prevent him from bleeding to death on the spot.

After that, she planned to send the guy to jail.

After doing all that, Amber got up and walked to the sports car parked to the side, and opened the trunk.

The trunk space wasn't very spacious, but Tang Wei, now only half a body, could barely squeeze in by curling up.

She casually picked up the unconscious Tang Wei and threw him inside, then gently closed the trunk lid; it fit perfectly.

Amber clapped her hands, looked up at the roof, and met Chu Ge's gaze precisely.

With a swift movement, she soared into the air and landed steadily on the rooftop platform beside Chu Ge.

Upon landing, Amber didn't engage in any pleasantries. She looked directly at Chu Ge and asked bluntly, "My name is Amber. What's yours?"

Just as Chu Ge was about to reveal her real name, she suddenly remembered the upcoming Music Goddess Grand Ceremony competition. Participation required real-name registration with an ID card, so to avoid future trouble, she changed her story.

"My name is Alice."

Upon hearing the name, Amber frowned slightly and quickly searched her memory.

She knew almost all the rising stars, prodigies, and well-known musicians in the music industry, but she had never heard of the name "Alice".

This made her somewhat suspicious.

To play the flute so beautifully, one could not possibly be an unknown person. Yet the girl before him had an unfamiliar face and a cold demeanor, completely outside the ranks of any geniuses.

Since it was their first meeting, it would be too abrupt to ask about his background, so Amber suppressed her curiosity and changed the subject.

"Are you going to participate in the Music Goddess Grand Ceremony Competition?"

"Yes, I will go," Chu Ge answered crisply.

The two chatted casually for a few minutes about music competitions and rhythm practice.

Chu Ge had heard Amber play the violin from afar before and knew that she was a true musical genius, so he took this opportunity to ask her a lot of questions about musical techniques and instrument control.

Amber's abilities were truly remarkable. No matter what difficult questions Chu Ge raised, she could answer them calmly and explain them in detail and thoroughly.

She even immediately noticed the subtle flaws in Chu Ge's flute playing, pointing out each one and providing specific methods for correction and practice techniques.

Amber's best instrument is the violin, but she is proficient in all aspects of music.

Not only her, but also William, Doria, and others who were crowned "musical geniuses" were all musical all-rounders. They were proficient in one core instrument, and at the same time, they were able to apply their knowledge to other instruments, integrating all music theory and musical techniques.

This is standard equipment for top geniuses.

Chu Ge listened attentively to her instructions, silently memorizing all the key techniques, and immediately took out the ice flute to practice on the spot.

A gentle breeze blew across the rooftops, and the melodious sound of a flute slowly rose into the air.

The flute's sound was ethereal and clear, melodious and graceful, with more composure and fluency than before, and fewer harsh flaws.

After the song ended, Chu Ge could clearly perceive his own progress.

Whether it's breathing rhythm, fingering control, or musical transitions, everything is much more mature than before.

The corresponding musical magic also blends more seamlessly with one's own aura, eliminating any sense of disconnect.

Roughly estimated, the power of his musical magic at this moment has increased by more than 30% compared to before.

Chu Ge felt a surge of gratitude.

She looked down at the ice flute in her palm, secretly confident that as long as she persisted in practicing according to Amber's method, it wouldn't be long before she completely mastered this musical technique. At that time, her control over musical magic would reach another level.

After a brief exchange, Amber took her leave.

See you at the competition.

She arrived with a leap through the air and left swiftly, getting directly into Tang Wei's sports car and driving away.

The night was quiet, and a cool breeze blew.

After Amber left, Chu Ge was the only one left on the rooftop.

She didn't use any more magic; she simply held the ice flute and played it over and over again, honing her basic skills, correcting minor flaws, and focusing on improving her fundamentals.

Just as she was concentrating on practicing the flute, a blue figure sped across the night sky, taking advantage of the moonlight.

The figure moved with incredible speed, landing on the rooftop in the blink of an eye and stopping in front of Chu Ge.

She was a beautiful mermaid girl with striking, clear blue hair.

Chu Ge remembered her; she was Dorya, who had been searching for hair clips in the palace library.

Dorya landed too fast, and when she stopped abruptly, she lost her balance, her head spun, and her vision went black.

"I feel so dizzy..."

She swayed unsteadily, her steps faltered, and she fell straight forward.

Chu Ge reacted quickly, reaching out to steady her arm so she wouldn't fall to the ground.

After a while, Doria slowly recovered from the dizziness, raised her head, and looked at Chu Ge with sincere eyes: "Thank you."

"It's nothing," Chu Ge gently shook his head.

Her gaze fell on Doria, and she looked her up and down, a hint of doubt creeping into her mind.

Dorria was only at the early stage of B-rank, and the fluctuations of her magic power were extremely weak. In theory, she should not have been able to support high-speed flight.

However, the speed at which the opponent flew through the air was far beyond that of ordinary cultivators, which was highly unusual.

Just as Chu Ge was pondering to himself, Doria suddenly spoke, but her gaze did not fall on Chu Ge; it was as if she were talking to thin air.

"Sister, do you know this person?"

A soft female voice slowly echoed in Doria's mind.

"I don't know. My memory is incomplete. I only have a vague sense of familiarity, so I can't confirm it."

"Oh." Doria nodded obediently, then asked, "Is there anything you want to ask? I can ask her for you."

"No need. I borrowed your body to come here simply to see what the piper looks like and try to awaken my lost memories." The woman's voice carried a hint of regret. "Now it seems I haven't gained anything."

"OK."

Doria remained obedient and naive, responding obediently.

Chu Ge quietly watched her self-questioning and answering manner, and in a little over two seconds, he roughly figured out the situation.

Isn't this the most common trope in online novels about a soul possessing another body?

Everyone else gets the ring from the old man, but for her, it's the boarding lady.

"That's strange," Chu Ge muttered to himself.

This kind of extraordinary adventure, which only exists in novels, was something she had never seen before in all her years of life.

She observed Doria with great interest, wondering if this girl might unleash the "Buddha's Wrath Lotus."

Or perhaps they would shout, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a poor young girl"?

After a brief moment of curiosity, Chu Ge pulled himself together and looked at the bewildered mermaid girl, saying, "If there's nothing else, I'll head down now."

Doria was stunned.

She stood there blankly, the mysterious older sister in her mind silent, no longer responding to any of her questions.

For a moment, she stood in the wind, at a loss, completely unsure of what to do next.

Seeing her like this, Chu Ge didn't linger. After saying goodbye softly, he turned and walked off the roof.

The rooftop was empty, the evening wind howled, and Doriya was all alone.

The cool moonlight shone on her, making her figure appear especially lonely and helpless.

She looked around and tentatively asked in a low voice, "What should I do now? Sister? Are you still there?"

There was complete silence in my mind, without the slightest response.

Time passed slowly, the evening wind grew stronger, and the temperature continued to drop throughout the night.

Her thin clothes couldn't keep out the chill of the night wind. Doria hugged herself tightly, hunched her shoulders, and shivered slightly in the cold wind.

She secretly wondered if that woman had fallen asleep again.

From the time she could remember, this mysterious female voice had always resided in her spiritual world.

The other person is in a state of deep sleep most of the time, only waking up once every few years. When they wake up, they simply say a few words to her and then fall asleep again.

Each time I wake up, the time is exceptionally short.

Upon thinking of this, Doria's fair face instantly filled with panic and helplessness.

If her sister falls into a deep sleep this time, and no one takes care of her, she won't be able to go back at all.

This place is thousands of miles away from the Mermaid Palace, a completely unfamiliar place. She is all alone on the roof of a stranger's house, and it is late at night. Her situation is extremely difficult.

She carefully moved to the edge of the roof and looked down.

At a height of over ten meters, it was pitch black, and the ground was barely visible.

The only iron gate on the rooftop was locked when Chu Ge left, making it impossible to pass through.

The only way to leave here seems to be...

Jump off the roof.

However, a height of over ten meters is too risky for a mermaid girl with limited strength.

"Won't it hurt a lot if I jump down...?"

Doria was hesitant and increasingly frightened.

She couldn't help but imagine the worst-case scenario: she would fall directly to the ground, suffer severe injuries, and die a gruesome death.

What alarmed her even more was that a golden retriever was squatting downstairs, staring motionlessly at her from the rooftop.

A picture flashed through her mind: if she fell and was seriously injured, paralyzed on the ground, this big dog might come over and gnaw on her body.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Doria couldn't help but swallow hard, her legs starting to feel weak, and she hesitated to take a step.

Just as she was struggling with whether to take the risk, the long-silent female voice finally rang out again.

"Sorry, I was just spacing out and thinking about the past."

Hearing the familiar voice, Doria's tense nerves instantly relaxed, as if she had grasped a lifeline. Her voice was full of joy: "It's okay, sister! I'm so glad you're awake!"

"I'll take you back now."

"good!"

Doria nodded vigorously, immediately relaxing her entire body and ceasing to control it, allowing the mysterious older sister in her mind to take over her body.

The next instant, her body slowly detached from the rooftop, floated into the air, and flew rapidly towards the Mermaid Palace thousands of miles away, carried by the night wind.

The night was vast, and a cool breeze was blowing from high above.

Through the hazy night, Doria looked down at the brightly lit city below. Clouds rushed past her, and the evening breeze ruffled her long blue hair. A deep sense of envy welled up in her heart.

She murmured to herself, "I wish I could fly too."

A faint sadness welled up in the girl's eyes.

If she had the ability to fly, she could soar into the sky at any time, touch the white clouds and birds, and sing freely amidst the wind and moon.

Unfortunately, her magical aptitude was quite mediocre, and she did not inherit her father's powerful talent at all.

Over the years, she has never slacked off in the slightest.

While others rested and played, she cultivated herself in peace; while others slacked off, she continued to solidify her foundation and hone her magic.

The effort and sweat she put in were no less than that in music theory.

However, the difference in talent cannot be easily bridged by hard work.

The growth rate of her magical power was as slow as a tortoise crawl; her daily cultivation yielded negligible results.

On several occasions, she woke up to find that her hard-earned magic power had decreased instead of increased, even regressing significantly.

Each time, she felt like she was about to break down.

She was too embarrassed to mention her worthless talent to outsiders, and could only keep it to herself, feeling anxious all by herself.

Just as she was feeling frustrated and down, the gentle female voice in her mind rang out again, breaking the somber atmosphere.

"Doria, starting tomorrow, I will personally teach you cultivation."

The sudden news made Doria's eyes light up instantly, and her face was filled with surprise.

But this joy lasted only a moment before it was replaced by deep self-doubt. Her eyes drooped, and she whispered, "But sister, I have terrible aptitude. No matter how much I practice, it's useless."

A faint sigh came from my mind, and a female voice carried a strange emotion: "It's okay, believe in yourself, and believe in me."

The simple-minded Doria couldn't detect the guilt and complexity in his tone. Her anxiety was soothed by his gentle encouragement, and her confidence was rekindled.

She puffed out her round cheeks, secretly cheering herself on, her soft yet firm words a testament to her determination.

"Duoduo can do it! You can definitely become stronger!"

"come on!!"