Otaku Witch

Senior Joyful thought so despicably.

Dorothy: "....."

Ah, no wonder she appeared in human form today and even gave me benefits. It's clear she's up to no good, either plotting or stealing.

The homebody witch saw through this despicable senior's plot at a glance, but she still reached out to take the jade slip, since the pillow under her head was indeed very comfortable, and she was genuinely curious about what could make senior so happy.

"Oh, Slaying the Three Corpses? Senior, are you planning to abandon magic for the Dao?"

As soon as she used a wisp of spiritual power to check the information within the jade slip, Dorothy widened her eyes, never expecting that senior would bring out such a famous practice.

This is the Immortal Becoming a Saint Method.

However, after pondering a little, she roughly understood senior's intention.

This crazy senior is hoping this thing can cure her illness.

"Rosie, how about it, is this thing useful?"

Seeing her Master's expression, senior Fanny a bit expectantly yet anxiously asked.

"Useful, but not entirely useful."

Dorothy thought for a moment, then said so.

"Speak human, don't act like a riddle master."

The Outer Goddess Witch glared angrily at this person talking in riddles.

She selectively forgot how much she liked to act as a riddle master herself just to see the fun.

Seeing senior's anxious look, the homebody witch decided not to tease her and began to explain.

"This Immortal Law could definitely cure your madness, senior, but since you have no foundation in the Dao of Immortals, it certainly cannot be used directly."

"Rome wasn't built in a day; the Technique of Slaying the Three Corpses can only be cultivated by those who have become Perfect True Immortals. Senior, are you a Perfect True Immortal?"

Dorothy blinked her eyes and asked this way.

Senior Fanny: "......"

The Outer Goddess Witch, who was just overjoyed, suddenly wilted a bit.

Perfect True Immortal? She was ten apertures through nine holes regarding the Dao of Immortals, alright.

"I can learn..."

She said timidly and softly.

Well, Qianbao, this Eastern Saint can do well in the path of magic, so can't this Western True God also cultivate Immortal Technique?

The Outer Goddess Witch was forcefully cheering herself up.

Well, since you said, Qianbao, this Immortal Law could indeed treat my madness, isn't that enough to be happy about? It's much better than the previous despair of just getting by with no hope; at least there's some hope now.

It's just that time is a bit too tight, with only fifty years left. Becoming a Perfect True Immortal within fifty years, this.....

Senior Fanny was a bit worried.

However.....

Just as the Outer Goddess Witch resolved to study hard, the homebody witch curved her lips slightly.

"But that's just generally speaking. For others, they have to proceed step by step to learn the Technique of Slaying the Three Corpses, but since you have me, senior, I'll come up with a homebrew version of the Severing the Seven Sins technique for witches, so you can start treating your illness soon."

"Though it's impossible to cure you all at once, you can take it slowly bit by bit. Gradually, senior, you'll recover normalcy after ups and downs."

This time it was Dorothy's turn to be proud.

Hehe, see how you, who often lord over me, now realize who the true Master is, senior? Aren't you going to grovel at me now?

The mount turned witch flipped the table.

Asa Vanni: "......

The Outer Goddess Witch was silent, motionless like a statue.

Dorothy: "?????"

The homebody witch waved her hand in front of senior's face, contemplating whether she might have taken the joke too far. If this senior, already mentally unstable, was provoked into a nervous breakdown, that would be bad.

However, the next moment, the Crazy Mountains suddenly collapsed, directly burying the unprepared homebody witch alive.

"Boohoo, Rosie, it's so nice having you."

The overjoyed senior Fanny held the Master lying on her lap tight, tearfully saying so.

But in her embrace, the homebody witch began to struggle frantically.

Suffocation, it was almost suffocating, these Crazy Mountains were truly terrifying.

Only...

Oh, wait, now that I'm a witch, it seems I don't need to breathe.....

After struggling for a while, Dorothy suddenly realized this and then stopped struggling.

These Crazy Mountains sure are wonderful.

After a long while, senior Fanny's excited emotions calmed down, and she released her Master, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Dammit, just lost control emotionally and embarrassed myself in front of Rosie, going on this way, won't I be reversed by this person in the future?

This was what crossed the Outer Goddess Witch's mind.

Then, under the bemused gaze of the homebody witch, she turned into a beautiful black witch hat again.

Suddenly losing the comfy pillow, causing the back of the head to hit the hard floor, Dorothy: "......"

Seeing the senior already faking dead, the homebody witch sat up, shrugged her shoulders, then picked up the hat and put it back on her head.

"Rosie, you're really not lying to me, are you?"

The starry sky hat drooped a few tentacles, each with adorable eyes and small, cute mouths, anxiously confirming.

"Yes, of course, I'm not lying, senior, you'll get better, I promise."

Dorothy gently patted the hat and said earnestly.

"Mm."

The tentacles nodded lightly and then retracted.

The homebody witch could feel that the hat on her head seemed to have fallen asleep.

This was indeed quite rare, given that ever since they met, this seemed to be the first time the hat senior slept. She thought it was because senior, like a Sleeping Beauty body, was always asleep, so as her incarnation, the hat didn't need sleep, but apparently she does sleep too.

After all, the extremes of joy and grief can indeed drain one's vital energy, sleep is good, it's nice to sleep once in a while too.

Dorothy gently and tenderly stroked the hat senior, suddenly remembering that this senior was just a twenty-something girl.

Although she herself was only sixteen this year, considering her two lives combined, she seemed older than the senior.

Realizing this, the homebody witch felt inexplicably complex emotions.

She soon shook her head, dispelling these miscellaneous thoughts.

Now it's finally peaceful; she can sort through the gains this time.

Dorothy glanced upwards, and though still inside that temple ceiling where she could only see the roof, she was actually looking at the small sun surrounded by the Day of the Three Kings.

It was the sun she created during the Witch's Night.

Since the end of the Witch's Night, she never understood why things from the dream would become real, though she always felt a close connection with the small sun.

It was the connection between the Sun God and the Sun.

Still, although Dorothy always felt she could borrow the Sun's power if she wanted to, she remained cautious, fearing she might crash into something regardless of her new skills as a Level 4 novice who just got her license.

Well, speaking of crashes, she genuinely had some psychological shadow.

But now it's all set, full professional racing driver's guide fully loaded, even a newcomer with no driving experience could easily turn into an old driver with this manual.

The homebody witch reached out a hand, and the sunlight streaming in through the shrine's window obediently transformed into a golden flame in her hand, within which curled.....

A snow-white feathered dove.

"Ah, everyone else has a Dance of the Golden Crow, but with me it turns into a Dance of the Dove."

Dorothy clicked her tongue, saying so.

Except, as soon as the dove in the flame opened its eyes, they turned out to be a pair of golden dragon eyes.

This was never a dove, but a true Great Dragon.

The White Night Dragon.