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

Xilan is stubborn; she won't turn back until she hits a brick wall.

If you don't take action, you'll never be able to make Xilan behave.

Yun Ke had no interest in Si Mo Tu, the legend of the Witch's Guild.

She, who is involved in manufacturing, naturally dislikes those who have a reputation but no real wealth or resources.

He has no money at all, yet he still needs Xilan to get him money. Isn't he just a complete gigolo?

I don't know how I managed to be so infatuated with Xilan...

A whip lashed out at Xilan; it wasn't hard, but it definitely hurt. Yun Ke mocked:

"You call yourself a witch? It's shameful! Xilan, whatever he is, that stinking man from the Witch Association only cares about your money, you know? You're nothing but a tool for him to make money!"

"You know nothing! Lord Si Mo Tu is not like those trash! Lord Si Mo Tu is different! He protects the justice and peace of the witches!"

"Men have two heads, the top one thinks about money, and the bottom one thinks about sex. Do you think I don't know that? You're too naive, Xilan. You've been cheated out of your body and your money. What use are you now? If no one had saved you by now, they would have thrown you away long ago!"

"How dare you insult Lord Si Motu! I'll fight you to the death!"

Yun Ke raised her whip, ready to lash out at west Lan, who was still causing a ruckus.

This is ridiculous. This thing is doomed. It doesn't work properly and all it does is cause trouble.

Selling it to other parts of the old world might fetch a good price...

Lost in thought, he simply couldn't bring himself to strike with the whip.

Looking back, she saw a boy wearing a fox mask gently tapping her wrist with one finger.

Yunke felt her wrist break.

The once noisy factory, the workers who were watching the show, and even Xilan, who was still grimacing, all suddenly fell silent.

All that remained was the creaking and groaning of the machines in the workshop.

Then Yunke quickly jumped back, trying to create some distance.

Before he could even jump up, his hair was grabbed.

He was slammed hard onto the ground!

Bang!

Suddenly, a roaring sound reached my ears.

The entire factory emitted a somewhat dull sound.

Yun Ke's forehead slammed into the ground, and half of her skull even showed signs of cracking, with dark, filthy magic flowing out continuously.

She was somewhat bewildered.

They didn't even know what had happened.

It was impossible to see the other person's movements clearly, and she even transformed in an instant.

The witch's transformation is more convenient than the magical girl's; as long as she has the Seed of Lamentation in her hand, she can actually transform with just a thought.

Although it lacks the invincible frames of magical girls, the transformation process is still mandatory and is rarely interrupted.

In South China, where there was a constant risk of being wiped out by the Disaster Management Bureau, she always carried the Seed of Sorrow with her.

The moment he sensed the unusual movement, he immediately activated his transformation.

Before she could even put on her magical armor, the other party grabbed her head and slammed it hard into the ground!

If the entire factory hadn't been enveloped in her magic, this blow would have nearly smashed her head to pieces!

Most importantly, the witch's magical armor shattered instantly upon being struck!

Using brute force to stop the witch from transforming...

Shocked, Yun Ke quickly recovered and pressed the red button on her wrist. "Attack! Level One Alert!"

As a sharp alarm sounded, countless gun barrels emerged from the walls.

Large numbers of combatants surged in from all directions, carrying modern firearms tainted with corrupted magic.

However, the boy simply turned his head and stomped hard on the spot where the person had come from!

Huge cracks spread wildly from his feet, and the walls and ceiling above also cracked rapidly.

All the gun barrels collapsed directly from the cracks!

Before the armed members of the Witches' Guild could even get close, they were instantly buried under the rubble and debris!

The remaining people immediately stopped in their tracks. When the masked boy turned his head to look, they all quickly threw away their weapons and raised their hands!

Just kidding, who would risk their life against such a monster!

One stomp and the whole factory will collapse!

How could this be human!

Not to mention the ordinary combat personnel, even Yun Ke herself was stunned, and even gave up struggling and obediently lay on the ground.

Everyone held their breath, no one dared to speak, they just stared at the suddenly appearing boy with fear and shock.

The only sound in the entire factory was the constant, piercing alarm.

"Xilan."

Then, the masked boy asked calmly, his voice drowning out the alarms that filled the factory, "Should we spare her life?"

After being stunned for a long time, Xilan burst into tears.

It's wonderful to be able to serve Lord Si Mo Tu!

She, Xilan, is truly the luckiest and happiest witch in the witch community!

"Lord Sima Tu!"

After Xilan shouted excitedly and admiringly, the chains and stun gun on her body naturally came off.

He immediately ran up and hugged his boss.

"Xilan really misses you, Lord Simotu!"

Yun Ke and the others were all startled.

Si Mo Tu.

A legend who can fight the Blooming Magical Girl head-on without being at a disadvantage!

They just barged in without a sound, and the entire factory's security didn't even react!

If before I thought it was just a rumor or bragging, now I no longer dare to doubt the authenticity of this legend.

No wonder Vice President Jialan attaches so much importance to it...

"Lord Simotu, how did you find this place? I thought I would never see you again..."

“I heard it from the twins.”

west Lan, who had been feeling touched, paused upon hearing the twins' names, then seemed a little awkward. "Hmph, twins... never mind, as long as it can help Lord Si Mo Tu, I don't care!"

"so."

Si Motu pressed his hand against the head again, and Yun Ke's face sank further into the ground. "Should we kill her?"

After Xi Lan viciously stomped on Yun Ke's foot, she took a deep breath and her expression returned to normal. "No, Lord Si Mo Tu, we can't kill her. If we kill her, we won't be able to get the witch's potion."

Yun Ke, who had been waiting to die, was also taken aback, not expecting west Lan to speak to her.

Then Si Mo Tu actually listened to west Lan and let go, allowing Yun Ke to stand up.

Covering her half-damaged face, Yun Ke quickly recovered after transforming. She glanced at Si Mo Tu, then at west Lan.

I never expected that Xilan would be so important in the eyes of this Si Motu.

Not only did he come in person to save her, but he also took revenge on Xilan for hurting her.

When Xilan turned around and said she would let go, she was willing to let herself go.

Why?

Why does this useless witch Xilan deserve such attention from Si Motu?

Because of love?

Heading in both directions...

"You'd better behave yourself." Xilan mimicked her boss's style, warning her, "We need witch potions, all the witch potions in this factory! If you can't produce them, you're all dead!"

“We’re only processing a portion.” Yun Ke took a deep breath. Although Si Mo Tu in front of her was enough to kill her, she showed no fear whatsoever. In South China, which witch didn’t risk her life?

Having long been accustomed to the threat of death, she calmly replied, "The finished products aren't here with us. They're all at the Witch's Guild headquarters. Xilan, you're a witch too, you should know that they've always controlled all the resources..."

"What about the one ton of witch's potion we agreed on?"

“They’re all at headquarters. Witch Loans is located at headquarters. They don’t believe in your ability to repay the debt, and they never intended to ship the goods from the beginning.” Yun Ke raised her head. “Unless you give me 50 million first.”

"I don't care." west Lan sneered, standing in front of Yun Ke, finally becoming arrogant. "My Lord Simo Tu needs witch potions. If you can't bring back a ton of potions, you will all die!"

"I told you I couldn't get it."

"No matter what method you use, whether you sell yourself, beg and plead, or kneel before someone, you have to get it!"

"hehe."

Unexpectedly, Yun Ke also laughed, "We are indeed no match for Si Mo Tu, and I know you would kill me as easily as killing a chicken, but as a witch, I also have the dignity of a witch! You can kill me, but don't even think about insulting me! I, Yun Ke, have never been a witch who is afraid of death!"

Seeing Yun Ke becoming increasingly agitated, west Lan inwardly cried out in alarm, realizing she had met a tough opponent!

Just as they were thinking of other solutions, Lord Si Motu, who had been listening quietly to them, suddenly pulled something out of his robes.

It was slapped onto Yun Ke's face.

The proud witch was about to roar, but when the beautiful black and gold color was reflected in her pupils, her tough and arrogant expression gradually melted away.

His initial cold laugh gradually turned into a somewhat warm smile. "Lord Si Mo Tu, what does this mean?"

"Black Gold Card, 50 million."

That deep and magnetic voice instantly pierced Yun Ke's heart.

She finally understood why Xilan was so infatuated with her.