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

This includes the chef, food, cigarettes and alcohol, the timing of the event, and the time difference with the planned full bloom...

While eating hotpot and singing songs on the road, they were still celebrating their coronation.

Turning his head, Si Mo Tu exploded.

In reality, the prince's feelings at this point were more absurd and a little exasperated.

However, as the prince quieted down, he, who used to like sitting at the table to show off his status and nobility, took off his shoes and lay down on his bed.

Her toes, clad in white stockings, tensed and relaxed on the bedding, constantly fiddling with the sheets.

"system."

[Reply: I am here, my dearest Your Majesty. I will never betray your rule, and I will never betray or abandon you.]

“It wasn’t because I locked your access before, but because you already ran away with your mother.”

[Reply: What didn't happen, didn't happen, Your Majesty.]

"I don't care about Si Motu's death at all, you know?"

Yes, Your Majesty, we can all see that you don't care at all.

“I really don’t care about Simotu at all. After all, I only use and exploit him as a tool. Since I was sealed off from the Mirror Kingdom, I have never needed any allies, friends, let alone lovers and family. I can do everything by myself. That’s how I’ve lived all these years.”

[Yes, Your Majesty, your abilities are beyond question. Even without Mr. Si Motu, you could still fully awaken, transcend worlds, escape this world, and reach a higher level...]

“I really don’t care about him at all. I’ve never liked him before, and I would never cry because of him or do anything to commemorate him…”

"Well said, Your Majesty. Now, could you please change my voice back to a woman's, or perhaps revert to the voice of the Mirror King, or even yours? I'm not used to speaking in Si Mo Tu's voice..."

"...In short, what I'm about to say has nothing to do with Si Mo Tu."

Yes, please go ahead and discuss my voice change issue. We can put it later, no problem...

The girl hugged her pillow, turned around, then sat up with her legs drawn up, leaning against the edge of the bed and tilting her head back.

The transparent glass allows you to see the spatial storm outside. The colorful spatial turbulence is impenetrable. When you are trapped in darkness, your reflection appears in the mirror.

Her soft, white hair was a little messy, as if she had just woken up. Her red pupils were round and bright, as if they were about to drip water, and they were also very moist.

She blinked, her soft, moist pupils regaining their coldness and hardness.

Hugging the pillow, he reached up and pulled at the corners of his mouth, forcing a disdainful sneer.

That deep-seated arrogance.

It is the pillar of her life that she absolutely cannot let go of.

It is precisely because of their royal arrogance, their unyielding spirit of never being subservient to others, and their refusal to admit defeat.

That's why she's been able to persevere for so long.

It's not about proving anything, it's not about saving anything.

The Land of Mirrors, the world, or anything else—it doesn't matter.

The important thing is to let the world know your value and influence.

Change the world, transcend the world, create a new world.

Instead of being a captive fool in this small cage, just like everyone else.

She lived for this.

Therefore, loving yourself is enough.

"Issue a bounty: the top three in eradicating the Disaster Realm of the Old World will receive full quotas." The prince rested her head on the pillow she was hugging, her white hair flowing and rubbing against her stockings. She reached out and twirled the strands of hair that had fallen down. "The quotas that Si Mo Tu gave us before will not be taken back. This time, the assessment for obtaining quotas will be the elimination of the Disaster Realm of the Old World."

Are they to be buried with Mr. Si Motu?

"Of course not. Like I said, it's just to redistribute the quotas," the prince said coldly. "Si Mo Tu and all that are irrelevant now. I'll erase all evidence of his existence... What are you doing, number 10086? What are you holding in your hand?"

"His Majesty!"

Alice 10086 immediately held up a piece of paper, "We are destroying the marriage contract left by the despicable Si Motu! We are setting His Majesty completely free..."

"Destroy her!"

"immediately!!!"

……

Strength has never been Jiang Si's forte.

His greatest strength is actually his brain.

This statement was neither a joke nor a self-deprecating remark.

I'm just telling the truth.

Whether it was using the Golden Dragon King's corpse to trap the Mirror King through a clever escape tactic, or creating a seven-colored fire lotus from a human body, the wisdom and adaptability demonstrated are self-evident.

Jiang Si Ziyuan is a normal character that requires skillful operation; the Disaster Beasts and Magical Girls are the ones with stat-heavy characters.

Ultimately, one's strength comes from hard work and sweat, which is also part of the process...

The heatwave began to subside, and the previously cracked sky gradually began to heal.

Jiang Si put her hands behind her back and sighed softly.

I feel that I am forever immersed in the process of operation and hard work, which is a lonely and bumpy road.

They are never understood, and are always the target of rumors and slander.

Gazing at the fiery lotus that seemed to change the very fabric of the world, he murmured softly, a touch of melancholy in his voice:

"I'm walking my own path..."

Then they fell silent.

I've been so engrossed in cultivation lately that I've lost a lot of my potential for immortality. I should find some time to make up for it.

As the saying goes, the path of greatness is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you'll fall behind.

Even a walking encyclopedia of cultivation knowledge like his would be somewhat forgotten if not reviewed over a long period of time.

I must always remember to examine myself three times a day…

With his wings spread behind him, he stepped into the spatial turbulence. Amidst waves of heat, he traversed the turbulence and quickly found the white fox hiding in its isolated space.

The little girl was still quietly looking at her phone.

It's obvious he's distracted, and his eyes are lifeless.

He's just putting on an act; he probably doesn't take it to heart at all.

Only after becoming a teacher do you realize how extraordinary some of the world's students can be.

Even though it's for her own good, she doesn't put in any effort. If I were to supervise her seriously, she would think I'm trying to harm her.

He doesn't even study the textbook properly; he runs off to read the Chinese textbook during math class.

They fooled themselves into thinking they were really working hard.

But that's not important now.

After all, Jiang Si asked him to read books, partly because she hoped he could learn about some traditional doctrines, and partly because of her emotional fluctuations.

As the saying goes, the first step on the path to immortality is to sense spiritual energy.

If you can't even sense spiritual energy, then talking about cultivating immortality is just laughable.

In the world of magical girls, emotions are each person's spiritual root, directly related to their strength or weakness in reality.

The biggest problem with the white fox is that its emotional fluctuations are not strong enough.

It's impossible to sense any spiritual energy, let alone produce or use it.

So Jiang Si was thinking about how to evoke her emotions. When she forced Bai Hu to read the novel, she would feel despair and boredom, which wouldn't be a big problem.

It starts with small emotions and gradually expands until the other person is able to generate huge emotions.

Every magical girl goes through this.

Even Jiang Si herself, when she first transformed into a magical girl, completed her transformation amidst extreme despair and emotional turmoil, successfully stepping onto the path of enlightenment.

Of course, he could also see that the white fox was not without feelings; otherwise, he would not have taken on such a disciple.

Seeing the Blue Silver Grass did pique his interest, but he didn't throw her away in the end, mainly because of the emotions the white fox showed.

In this world, emotions define the future; the rest is about how to channel them.

"You don't need to look at it for a while."

Watching this student, who is the most averse to studying in history, put down his phone and let out a soft sigh.

As if relieved, Jiang Si couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

It's incomprehensible that anyone in this world would suffer so much while reading online novels.

As he led the white fox toward the realm of the disaster-stricken, he said, "Use your Blue Silver Grass."

The white fox reached out its hand, and the Blue Silver Grass began to grow wildly in the spatial turbulence.

It is more lush and more resilient than before.

The white fox paused, staring at the blue silver grass that resembled seaweed in the spatial turbulence, its expression somewhat bewildered.

She only read the novel, and the power of the Blue Silver Grass has already increased so much...

Putting aside the usage for now, she did learn a lot from online novels, but how could her basic magic increase so much?

Reading online novels can really level you up...

Jiang Si didn't pay any attention; instead, she frowned.

This guy's emotions are pretty stable.

The White Fox's Blue Silver Grass is essentially still a calamity beast, meaning that negative emotions can strengthen and increase the power of the Blue Silver Grass.

The words she had just heard made her realize that she was practically the murderer of her mother.

The resulting negative emotions were minimal.

Such a temperament reminded him of a character he had read in fanfiction before.

His entire family was killed, and in a fit of rage, he activated the second pillar with a one-magatama.