Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

The relief made him let out a soft sigh.

Even though I haven't eaten a meal—I only had a bite of ice cream with rock sugar—I still don't feel hungry.

Indeed, fasting still requires fasting pills.

"I think it's probably just that you're not hungry yet, and this thing only replenishes magic power, right?"

Jiang Si suppressed the inner demon of the Black Dragon.

The magic absorption and conversion rate of the Seed of Lamentation alone is not high, and it even requires a large amount of disaster beast supplies to keep up with its consumption.

Now, this fasting pill can not only help me get through hunger, but also replenish a lot of magical power.

It is clearly a genuine precious medicine.

He planned to refine a large quantity for future use, and incidentally told the rock sugar how to refine it.

Alchemy can also help improve magic control, so Jiang Si plans to promote it within the sect and have them help her with alchemy.

Such a precious medicine, the more the better!

Once Jiang Si became proficient, he could easily stuff the Seed of Sorrow and the Egg of Calamity into the furnace without much effort, and the pills would be ready within three minutes.

The problem is that there are currently too few Calamity Eggs.

Although the three Great Witch Guilds were wiped out, there are still only a few hundred Calamity Eggs left.

It's completely insufficient for the sect's needs.

Although he possesses the methods for creating calamity beasts and calamity eggs, they can only be used once. The Blood Cross memory imprint will disappear once used, and he has not yet found a good solution to this problem.

However, you can buy it from the Witch Guild.

Especially since he is the head of the Witch's Guild in East China, his desire to make a comeback and purchase the Calamity Egg is well-founded. As long as the money is enough, there will always be someone at headquarters willing to sell it.

With this thought in mind, a thought struck him, and he considered the sanctuary.

Isn't this the time when money is spent?

The Holy Temple must have quite a bit of money now, and he plans to get himself a thousand Bigu Pills for future use.

You can never have too many pills. In which online novel about cultivating immortality isn't someone who's constantly taking medicine?

So he put on the mask, opened the crystal ball, and contacted the sanctuary in Jiangming City, only to find that Hua Hu was the only one there.

"How much money have you raised?"

"Uh, sir, we've raised a total of 300,000..."

"So little!"

Flower Fox, looking distressed, said, "Sir, ever since the company was acquired by the Ice Color Group, their cash flow has been strictly controlled. Several accountants have been arrested. We can't act recklessly, or we'll be killing the goose that lays the golden eggs..."

"Fine, three hundred thousand it is. Transfer it all."

"Uh, now we only have 100,000 left..."

"What?! Where's my 200,000?!"

"Miss Ruoyun spent 200,000 yuan on equipment and a hunting team of over ten people, and it's all basically gone..."

After a long silence, a muffled growl came from the other end:

"My money! She took 200,000 for herself, and I only got 100,000! And I'm supposed to thank her?!"

Inside the crystal ball, the Holy Walker, who had just called, was in a fit of extreme rage.

In fact, Flower Fox also wanted to complain.

The 300,000 yuan was supposed to be spent sparingly, but in reality, Ruoyun spent most of it.

Although forging weapons is her ability as a magical girl, it's impossible for her to create materials out of thin air.

She had to purchase a large amount of materials and also pay salaries to the team she had built.

Two hundred thousand or so is actually not considered expensive...

But the church only has so much money in total.

Less than 100,000 remained; the missing portion was covered by Hua Hu herself…

"It seems as if my sanctuary has been built by her!"

That's not wrong...

Hua Hu thought to herself, "From the beginning, it's basically been Hua Hu who makes the money in the Holy Temple, and then Ruo Yun spends it."

Because Lord Jiang Mo Tu basically doesn't get involved in anything and can't be contacted, Hua Hu can't very well defy a magical girl.

"Ten thousand it is. Where is Ruoyun now? Tell her to contact me immediately!"

"Reporting to you, my lord, Ruoyun has been out clearing out the calamity beasts. Ever since you said that the Seed of Lamentation could also be exchanged for points, she has been out clearing out the calamity beasts and searching for the remains left behind by the calamity beasts to make weapons!"

"Tell her! I'm kicking her out of the sanctuary!" Jiang Si roared furiously. "Tell her to get out and never come back!"

"Yes, sir." Flower Fox smiled broadly, finally getting rid of this troublemaker, otherwise she didn't know how much suffering she would have endured. "Oh, right, during this time, while we were out of the city clearing out the calamity beasts and witch guilds, we collected more than seven hundred Calamity Eggs. Some were left behind by Red Serpent, and many were left behind by other witch guilds."

"More than seven hundred?"

"Yes."

Jiang Si was silent for a while, "It only cost 200,000. Does Ruoyun think my Holy Temple is broke? Let her spend it! Tell Ruoyun to collect more Calamity Eggs, and she won't be shortchanged on points."

"Ah? Sir, but just now..."

"Just because I told you to go doesn't mean you have to! Do you want to ruin my opportunity?!"

"Yes Yes!"

Jiang thought about the more than seven hundred eggs of calamity and took a deep breath.

At the Witch's Guild, it takes over a hundred contribution points to exchange for a Calamity Egg, and a contribution point is not cheap.

After putting on the mask, I contacted my twins and opened a live stream for myself.

"Good afternoon, everyone. Here's a live broadcast announcement: In about three days, I, Si Motu, the person in charge of the East China region, will be challenging the Qingyun Sect."

By changing my surname, I shouldn't be exposed.

He imitated the streamer from the Witch's Guild in the live broadcast room, saying:

"The challenge is not difficult, four stars, one run of the North Sea Demon Cave."

Chapter 108: The First Qingyun Sect City Witch Hunt Finals (6,000 words)

"The sect's grand examination."

Bai Mei rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.

She was naturally very familiar with the sect's grand examination, having already examined it countless times.

Back when I was in the sect, I had looked forward to the Qingyun Sect's grand examination many times.

However, at that time, Qingyun Sect was still a small sect with few people. By the time she left, there were only four or five people.

The sect's grand examination undoubtedly seemed rather shabby.

But things are different now. Not to mention the branches in other cities, just the main branch of the Qingyun Sect in Beihai, excluding the seven true disciples and honorary true disciples, has more than twenty magical girls in the inner sect.

There are also dozens of outer disciples, some from Beihai and others stationed in other cities.

In addition, there are magical girls who are not officially part of the organization.

There are definitely enough people if we hold a large competition.

Regarding the Grand Competition, Bai Mei's favorite part is actually the storyline from "Exorcising Demons".

The protagonist, as the weakest junior disciple of Dazhu Peak, was brought along to make up the numbers, but he repeatedly defeated his opponents with "luck" and magic weapons until he entered the top four. In the end, because he held back, he lost to his future wife.

This humility—seemingly possessing some strength but actually lacking it, stumbling and struggling to reach the top four, and standing shoulder to shoulder with other disciples of real ability—has always fascinated Bai Mei.

If possible, I hope my students can replicate it.

Of course, this is just a hope.

This competition was not just a regular exchange between disciples; it was a competition within a competition.

Disciples below the level of a sect's true disciple participate in the sect-wide city-wide witch hunt finals, which are divided into two levels, and the participating areas are also restricted...

Those not based in Beihai can only participate in the second-tier East China Peripheral Hundred Cities League, while disciples in Beihai can participate in the first-tier event—the Beihai Hunting Showdown Points Invitational Tournament—presided over by a true master.

The team with the highest score in the final round of the All-City Witch Hunt will be the champion and will receive the title of "Qingyun Sect's Glorious Demon Soul Unrivaled Strongest Hunter King" and a large number of rewards.

In addition, ranking by points also brings corresponding benefits.

During this time, Qianjing and Shuiling have actually worked very hard. In order to bring Ruoyun back, they have trained much harder than before, and at least they have almost mastered the basic courses of Qingyun Sect.

This speed was never possible before.

Could it be that this was also part of Master's calculations...?

That's unlikely.

After rejecting her own opinion, Bai Mei sighed as she looked at Qian Jing and Shui Ling training in the courtyard.

She already has two of the worst disciples in the sect, but the question is, can these two really rely on luck to make a name for themselves in the competition?

To reach the semifinals of a peripheral city league or something...

"You two."

Bai Mei asked casually, "Would you like to participate in the sect competition?"

"Huh? The sect still has a grand competition?" Qianjing asked, her face full of curiosity. "How is it conducted?"

Shui Ling said earnestly, "I want to participate, I want to become stronger!"

"Good ambition."

Bai Mei praised him and then said, "The rules of this sect competition are quite complicated. To put it simply, the first thing to do is to deal with those miscellaneous witch guild members who have infiltrated the city."

"Oh, that's what we do every day, it's so easy."

"In the end, it will probably be a challenge to the sect leader."

After he finished speaking, the whole courtyard fell silent, except for a gust of wind that blew a few yellow leaves off the small trees in the courtyard.