Chapter 7: Men Cannot Become Witches

Lily’s face was pale with pain, but she still wore an arrogant, contemptuous smile.

“I’ve set my eyes on this dress!”

“You aren’t worthy of it!”

“Let go, you lowly Lower District trash! If you hurt me, you won’t get away with this!”

The manager following Lily immediately stepped forward, barking sharply at Lin Lue.

“You bastard! Let go of Miss Lily!”

“Miss Lily is a VIP from the Upper District! If you offend her, you’ll pay dearly for it!”

Lin Lue remained expressionless.

He looked at the fawning manager and didn’t loosen his grip in the slightest.

‘Upper District…’

Lin Xue’er’s small body trembled, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

People from the Upper District held absolute privilege in the Lower District.

She didn’t want to cause trouble for her brother; she didn’t want him to suffer because of her…

Her fingers gripping the dress slowly loosened.

Lin Xue’er pulled her hand back and squeezed out a smile.

“Brother… let’s… let’s just forget it. I don’t want it anymore…”

“Xue’er, tell me, do you like it?”

“Brother…”

“Just tell me, do you like it or not?”

“I… I don’t like it.”

“Is that so? Then why won’t you look me in the eye when you say that?”

“You like it, right?”

“Don’t be afraid.”

Lin Lue lowered his head, pulling Lin Xue’er into his arms with his other hand to comfort her.

When he looked back at Lily, he was smiling.

“Just a fringe family from the Upper District, I suppose? Otherwise, why would you stoop so low as to shop in a small store in the Lower District?”

Lin Lue had struck a nerve.

Lily’s face instantly turned bright red, and she exploded in rage!

“You’re looking for death!”

As soon as the words left her mouth, mana surged around her.

A violent aura swept through the room, and the Magic Elements in the air grew frantically agitated.

She seemed to have remembered that she was a 1st-Order Witch.

Besides using power to oppress others, she could also use her fists.

The surrounding shop assistants and the manager turned pale, their faces filled with terror as they instinctively backed away.

After all, they were just ordinary people.

They didn’t dare provoke a Witch who possessed magic.

Lin Lue let go of her hand.

“So you finally know fear?”

Lily let out a proud, cold sneer.

Her gaze swept over Lin Lue, and she arched an eyebrow.

“Oh, I didn’t notice earlier, but your face is actually quite handsome… Kneel down and kiss my shoes, and I might spare your life.”

“A 1st-Order Witch… is that supposed to be strong?”

“Ha? What kind of stupid nonsense are you talking?”

“There are two ways to become a Witch. One is the common method: being guided by an academy teacher and using special items to transform.”

Lin Lue spoke as if talking to himself.

“Then there’s another way, though the probability is minuscule. Extreme emotional stimulation can cause a mutation, allowing one to become a Witch.”

“So… why are you telling me this?”

Lily wrinkled her nose, looking at Lin Lue with confusion.

“Are you trying to say you’ll turn into a Witch if you get angry enough?”

“Haha! Are you trying to kill me with laughter?”

Lily laughed hysterically, clutching her stomach and wiping tears from her eyes.

“A man could never become a Witch!”

‘Is that so?’

Lin Lue looked at the panel that only he could see.

He was just a hair’s breadth away from breaking through to 1st-Order Witch.

Admittedly, if a man used the power of a Witch, it would invite a lot of trouble.

However…

Lin Lue looked at his sister in his arms, her eyes brimming with tears, her face pale, and her delicate body trembling.

Lin Lue decided he might as well just use Magic Rotation!

He would break through to 1st-Order Witch and refine this Lily right then and there!

Just as he was about to do it, the air suddenly froze, as if gripped and yanked by a massive, invisible hand.

The crisp clack of high heels slowly echoed from the entrance of the hall, clearly reaching everyone’s ears.

Step by step, the pace was steady and unhurried, yet it carried a heart-palpitating pressure—as if every step were treading directly on their hearts.

A surge of majestic mana struck.

The magic within Lily’s body was instantly thrown into chaos, and she spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood.

She collapsed uncontrollably to her knees, her joints hitting the floor with a heavy thud.

Her face was as white as paper, and her entire body shook uncontrollably.

The shop assistants and the manager, being ordinary people, didn’t react as strongly, though they were filled with confusion.

As a Witch, Lily knew better than anyone how terrifying this power was.

It was absolute rank suppression.

Among Witches, the hierarchy was incredibly strict.

“It seems quite lively here.”

A pair of snow-white, slender legs stepped elegantly into Lily’s field of vision.

She wore white high heels with red soles embroidered with intricate magical patterns that shimmered with light.

The newcomer walked slowly toward Lin Lue.

Her eyes were curved slightly, and she carried a gentle, refined aura.

Molly reached up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her porcelain ear and offered a faint smile.

“Mr. Lin, what a coincidence.”

The manager finally snapped out of it and instinctively rushed forward, pointing a finger at Molly while shouting.

“Who do you think you are? How dare you act so insolently here? Don’t you know Miss Lily is from the Upper District?”

The manager’s perspective was narrow; in her world, Miss Lily was a monumental figure from the Upper District, someone of extremely high status.

This woman who had suddenly appeared, her aura… wait, her aura didn’t seem right.

Molly glanced at her and let out a light chuckle.

She reached into her handbag, pulled out a metal badge engraved with a pure white jasmine pattern, and pinned it to her chest.

Before the manager could speak again, Lily, who had been struggling to stand, saw the badge.

Her eyes widened, and her entire body began to tremble violently.

Lily turned around and delivered a vicious slap to the manager’s face.

Then, she threw herself onto the ground, her forehead pressed tightly against the floor.

Her voice was distorted by sheer terror.

“It’s… it’s Miss Molly!”

“I am so sorry, Miss Molly! I was blind! I didn’t recognize you just now!”

“Please, spare me!”

That badge represented the “Jasmine of Space.”

A true Great Family of the Upper District—a Space Witch Family!

Judging by her age, this was clearly the youngest and most talented lady of that house, Molly.

To put it simply, if Molly wanted to destroy her, it would be no harder than crushing an ant with one finger.

The manager finally realized the gravity of the situation.

If Miss Lily—the person she considered an unstoppable powerhouse—showed such fear… then she had truly kicked a steel plate.

Her face turned deathly pale as cold sweat poured down her body.

Her legs gave way, and she collapsed into a heap on the floor.

“You’ve made me quite unhappy.”

Molly’s gaze fell upon the shivering Lily.

Her tone was light, and she still wore a smile.

“You know what you need to do next.”

Lily kowtowed repeatedly, apologizing over and over in a pathetic display.

The fawning manager was quickly dragged away by Lily and disappeared from sight.

“Miss Molly, what a coincidence indeed.”

Lin Lue abandoned the idea of using Magic Rotation.

Molly’s appearance was so perfectly timed that he couldn’t help but wonder if this was a scene she had directed herself.

A “heroine saves the hero” type of play?

It was a bit cliché, but effective.

As an expert in manipulating emotions, Lin Lue couldn’t help but view these classic plot developments with a hint of skepticism.

In his past life, he had often used similar methods.

Lin Xue’er stood to the side, her small hands tightly gripping her skirt.

She looked at the composed, elegant, and powerful Molly, then at her brother who was chatting and laughing with her.

A strange, bitter feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

She looked down at her own thin, frail, and unremarkable body and remained silent.

Her long, snow-white hair fell forward, masking most of her face.

Insecurity and unease crept back into her mind.

Nobody noticed that a faint, translucent pinkish-white aura had begun to drift around Lin Xue’er.

It was the sign of an impending Witch Awakening.

When she was being contemptuously bullied by Lily, there had been no sign of awakening.

Instead, watching Lin Lue interact with Molly made her feel… a little unhappy.

***