The next morning, Laige Lingxiang went to find her older sisters as usual, but found the room empty, not a single person in sight.
“Ah~”
Facing this familiar emptiness, a wave of disappointment washed over her.
But she had no choice but to pull herself together and head off to school alone.
Meanwhile, the three Motefei sisters stayed up all night playing cards in their luxury suite, only going to sleep reluctantly when the sky began to lighten.
“Stop sleeping, get up.”
“Pair of threes~ Pair of threes~”
“Even in your sleep you’re still talking about cards. There’s no saving you.”
They slept until the sun was high in the sky, then woke up languidly.
They dawdled in the room for a while longer before slowly getting themselves ready and setting off to school with obvious reluctance.
On the way, every apprentice who saw them looked as if they had witnessed a primordial beast, their eyes filled with awe and wariness.
The crowd automatically stepped aside, clearing a wide path, not a single person daring to come within five meters of them, afraid of causing any offense.
It seemed news of yesterday’s battle had spread to every corner of the academy.
But the three Motefei sisters were quite indifferent to it all.
They felt no pride—after all, what was there to boast about in a three-against-one fight?
Nor did they feel any need to explain themselves.
Being feared saved them a lot of unnecessary trouble.
On the contrary, that battle had made the three Motefei sisters keenly aware of their severe shortcomings in magic.
They had to hurry to improve their strength, otherwise, when the main plot unfolded, they would be nothing more than speed bumps.
“You two go to class first. I’ll go back to my room to grab something.”
Laige Caicai said casually, then left.
“See you in class.”
The other two sisters parted ways as well, each heading to their own separate villa.
But Laige Caicai didn’t go to the classroom.
Instead, she simply skipped class.
She went back to her room, threw herself onto the bed, and planned to catch up on some sleep.
She slept until dusk before waking up groggily.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she mysteriously packed a few things and quietly slipped out of the villa.
As night fell, using the dim light of the corridor, she snuck toward the academy’s ancient magic library, which only mages were allowed to enter.
She came here to find knowledge and texts that could complement her own magic.
The library was silent, with only the faint rustle of pages turning.
In the vast hall, only a few mage apprentices were buried in the boundless sea of books, each immersed in their own world, not interfering with one another.
But at the next corner…
Laige Caicai looked up and saw Yulian standing in front of a bookshelf, her head slightly tilted, her narrow eyes fully open, her gaze focused as she scanned row after row of book spines, completely serious.
Not only that, on the next shelf over, another familiar face turned the corner—wasn’t it Fuling?
“Ah?”
“Oh?”
“Uh?”
The three Motefei sisters exchanged glances, and looks of barely disguised embarrassment surfaced on their faces.
For a moment, none of them knew how to respond.
They just stood there silently, the air seeming to freeze.
“Big Sister, Second Sister, what a coincidence.”
This time, it was Laige Fuling who broke the ice—quite rare.
“You didn’t go to class either?”
Laige Caicai asked.
“What’s the point of classes teaching basic knowledge?”
Laige Yulian countered.
“We learned those things when we were six.”
“As mages, we don’t need to worry about attendance. As long as we stay in Demon Academy City, it’s fine.”
Laige Fuling said expressionlessly.
“This Great Library has many supernatural books that our magic families don’t have. The content is wild, bizarre, and logically chaotic.”
“So you’re saying we’re not going to class anymore?”
Laige Caicai sneered.
“You can sleep in the classroom.”
Laige Yulian grinned.
“Heh, good luck finding a needle in a haystack.”
Laige Caicai snorted coldly, then walked off on her own to hurry and study diligently.
‘My two little sisters always seem so careless and indifferent, as if nothing can rouse their interest.’
‘But don’t let their laziness fool you. Behind the scenes, they put in unimaginable effort, silently delving into and understanding the true essence of magic every day.’
‘Especially Yulian—that girl sweet-talked us into going for a massage to relax, then quietly slipped into the library to study hard.’
‘Her core magic, like mine, is strong in the early stages but weak later on.’
‘To better protect ourselves in future challenges, we both need to dive deep and master more versatile spell formulas.’
‘Something’s fishy.’
This made Laige Caicai wonder again whether her second sister was also a transmigrator like herself.
Otherwise, how would she know that her exclusive magic was also an early-stage spell?
But her third sister, Fuling, didn’t really need to come to the Great Library.
If she were a transmigrator, she could just focus on improving her own exclusive magic.
Then again, Fuling might have just been influenced by the diligent atmosphere of her two sisters studying.
Forget it, no point overthinking.
A complete waste of time.
‘What does it matter if they’re transmigrators or not?’
‘Whether they are or aren’t, we’ll always be sisters for life.’
‘Better focus on studying. I’m not afraid of them being transmigrators—I’m afraid of falling behind them.’
‘I can’t stand the smug looks on those two. Just thinking about it pisses me off.’
The three Motefei sisters immersed themselves in the Great Library for several days.
From the first rays of sunlight filtering through the high windows to the flickering candlelight among the shelves at night, they were all collectively absorbed in the magical world constructed by ancient scrolls and heavy tomes.
“What did you learn today?”
“Nothing. You?”
“I learned nothing.”
But each of them tightly concealed their own study progress and results.
When they met, they often exchanged only polite fake smiles, never revealing a single detail of their actual learning.
Thus, none of them knew exactly what the others had studied, nor could they gauge each other’s progress.
Everything could only be guessed from sparse clues and vague intuition.
A careful, testing atmosphere spread among the sisters.
It couldn’t be helped—for mages, core magic, as the underlying logic, was hard to hide, but spell formulas had to be hidden deeper.
Because spell formulas were the mage’s trump cards and dirty tricks.
Once revealed, they lost their power.
“Caicai, something terrible has happened.”
But today, a brown-haired mage girl with freckles on her face said urgently.
“Little Freckle? What’s wrong?”
Laige Caicai recognized the girl.
She was a supporting character from the original novel, originally Laige Lingxiang’s best friend—Kelulu Madefu.
“Lingxiang… she had her dog bite someone from the Student Council! You need to go see!”