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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Chapter 64 - 64 · Oct 11, 2026

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55 Chapter 55 - The Witch’s Meditation Method 2026-10-11
56 Chapter 56 - An angry Senior Tang Yihan 2026-10-11
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Chapter 64 : The Blessing Wrapped in Spirit Vision, Stepping Through the Gate of the Dream State

Walk back…

Wait, no, where was I going?

Wasn’t I lying on the ground meditating?

Crossing my arms?

Sighing?

I seemed to have done something incredible.

Did I “see” something extraordinary through Spirit Vision?

When I realized this, I noticed nothing was wrong with my field of vision.

The seniors were still there, their Meditation Spaces still floating ethereally.

Some seniors exited their meditation, and those spaces shattered like wisps of smoke…

The issue wasn’t that it was me!

It was my own state!

This was a state I had never experienced with Spirit Vision.

No matter how it worked, it shouldn’t have been this non-fixed perspective, meaning I shouldn’t have been able to exist as a separate viewpoint detached from myself.

What was going on?

Soul out of body?

At this moment, I was growing anxious.

The unknown transformed into fear enveloping me, but it seemed a force was helping dispel that fear.

Right, the solidified spell could, to some extent, dispel negative emotions.

This meant I was still in my original state, but what was happening now?

I desperately wanted to find the truth, but Spirit Vision didn’t seem to help me uncover the reason.

I only felt like I was in an ethereal world, a feeling like… like… a Meditation Space!

But no!

This was clearly the Spirit Vision perspective.

I could even see the seniors as individual entities here. How could this be a Meditation Space?

Just as I rejected this conclusion with that reasoning, a piece of information surfaced that I had heard before:

“The area where the meditation room is located has the highest Dream State activity.”

So this might not be a Meditation Space or a mental space.

Perhaps it was a Dream State?

The idea that a Dream State could form a space wasn’t impossible, right?

Otherwise, I really didn’t know how to explain it.

When I categorized this place as a “Dream State,” everything I saw seemed to undergo a change that even Spirit Vision couldn’t process.

Everything here seemed to evolve toward my understanding of a “dream.”

The seniors seemed to be gradually excluded from my sight, and the surroundings turned into nothingness.

In the Spirit Vision state, the overwhelming information also faded, as if everything I saw now was meaningless, void information.

Was this a dream?

I wanted to speak, to make a sound, but I found I couldn’t.

Yet the sound appeared as usual, resonating directly in my consciousness.

I paused for a long time.

I needed to process this…

When I came to, I decided to treat this as a dream for now.

As my memories surfaced, my surroundings seemed to change.

It was like the meditation room I had just entered.

Since I had just arrived, my deepest impression was of this place, so it wasn’t surprising that the Dream State recreated the scene I had seen.

I walked step by step toward the wall.

The ethereal scene became real as my attention shifted.

I reached out and could feel the roughness of the wall, the faint sound of my fingertips brushing against it.

I was supposed to be meditating, yet somehow, under the influence of Spirit Vision, I ended up here.

Though it was novel, it also made me realize that Spirit Vision had terrifying effects I had overlooked.

I used to keep my distance from Spirit Vision.

From the start, it left me with many bad, even life-threatening memories.

Only in recent years had I begun to ease my resistance to it.

The Transcendent Academy only admitted students who had activated Spirit Vision, which likely wasn’t a random threshold.

Spirit Vision might be another perspective for observing the supernatural.

But my Spirit Vision seemed to see far more than others.

No, “more” wasn’t even the right word to this extent.

I clearly remembered how gentle my brother Yang Yunhan’s Spirit Vision was.

The truths of the Inner World appeared bit by bit or flickered in and out, like adding a touch of novelty to a mundane life.

For me, it was like entering a Lovecraftian world, facing an indescribable deity head-on.

It was truly deadly.

Pushing aside those memories, anything related to them wasn’t pleasant for me.

I’d better focus on the present.

Since I had entered this state, could I meditate again now, like nesting dolls?

Suddenly, this idea popped into my mind and grew uncontrollably.

If so, why not try it.

Things couldn’t get worse than this…

When I tried again, I felt like I was trapped in a loop.

The Dream State reshaped itself, like a dream within a dream, bizarrely.

Spirit Vision seemed meaningless here.

If this was a Dream State, and I had self-awareness, did that make it a lucid dream?

But I didn’t seem to have the power to control this dream freely.

It seemed to change uncontrollably based on my subconscious cognition.

One moment it was the meditation room, the next my empty villa, then Sister Bai’s house.

I witnessed the breaking and reshaping of the environment, the shattering and crossing of dreams.

I couldn’t control or stop them well, but they didn’t seem to have any substantial impact on me.

This was indeed a dream, but I was awake, yet I hadn’t woken up.

If I kept trying to “meditate,” it seemed I’d only create meaningless dreams within dreams, gaining nothing.

Time here felt meaningless.

I started to worry about what was happening outside.

Would I overstay and get kicked out?

I resolutely shattered the final dream, and my consciousness returned to my body.

When I clearly felt my eyes open, the faint sound of my eyelids moving after being closed too long, this was true reality!

I was back… so easily?

I turned my head.

Beside me, wisps of smoke still rose.

The incense hadn’t burned out yet.

Senior Huanhin said it would last about half an hour at most.

So it hadn’t even been half an hour?

“This is really strange.”

I couldn’t help but say.

The sensation of speaking with my vocal cords felt real but also odd.

I got used to it after a moment.

The gap between dream and reality was just too vast.

Opening my eyes, I observed the meditation room again with Spirit Vision.

Limited by my eyes visual cognition, the walls became obstacles.

But after my earlier experience, I could “ignore” the walls, though it looked a bit strange.

This time, I could still see the Meditation Spaces the seniors were in after meditating, and there didn’t seem to be any difference.

I instinctively walked forward, bumping into the wall.

I awkwardly touched my nose, then placed my hand on the wall.

The smooth texture and the close-up sheen of the wall contrasted sharply with what I saw and felt in the “dream.”

So the tactile and visual sensations in the dream were just my imagination?

This was interesting.

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