I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

“Yibei.”

The moment Professor Ma called for her, she immediately sat up straight and put her hands on her thighs, like a dutiful student waiting to answer her teacher’s question.

“The bamboo scrolls. We need to get rid of them. I can’t let them be stored here.”

‘Did you only realise this just now?’ she yelled inwardly.

However, she didn’t blame him. For an ordinary person, urban legends don’t exist.

“Is there any way we can dispose of it?” Professor Ma asked.

She was about to nod but stopped herself.

‘The right decision would be to hand it over to the Night Division, but… what if Li Xuan does something behind my back?’

After all, Li Xuan was still deathly suspicious of Yibei.

“I can’t do that. It has killed at least three people, and…”“Are you scared of it, Yibei?”

“No. I’m just being reasonable, so…”

“So, why can’t you?” he sighed. “I originally planned to lighten your workload if you helped me, but if you’re scared, I can’t help it, so…”

“W-wait! I’ll do it!”

The matter of doing homework still burdens a great witch.

Lu Yibei slapped her chest as if assuring him that she’d get the job done.

However, Professor Ma didn’t expect her to agree so readily. These scrolls were dangerous, but Yibei was prepared to dive right in (after a small threat) and help him get rid of the scrolls.

On the flip side, Yibei wanted the bamboo scrolls, and she thought of Jumeng.

With such a powerful goddess residing in her humble domain, there is nothing to be afraid of!

Plus, she had an urban legend core to feed her! When she analyses the bamboo scrolls, there’s no doubt that more urban legends will come out, and she’ll be having a feast!

The thought of poisoning the cores came to mind. Jumeng’s recovery was good, but that meant that she’d keep an eye out for Yibei.

Just as she was deep in thought, Professor Ma spoke: “Yibei, there is one more serious matter I need your help with.”

“What is it?”

“Ah, well,” he stuttered, and his face became inexplicably red. “Could you call me an ambulance? I think I sprained my waist.”

After speaking, Professor Ma couldn’t hold on any longer and collapsed on the chair.

What the hell!

Yibei felt at ease seeing the ambulance take Professor Ma away, but she couldn’t help but sigh, remembering the emergency services looking at Yibei with subtle yet telling expressions.

Late at night, one little girl, one old professor, one lonely lab…

What the hell! Again?

In the lab, not long after Professor Ma was taken away, the entire lab fell into a peaceful silence.

But not for long.

In the darkness, there was a sudden sound of water bubbling in the bathroom of the lab, and a pale finger squeezed out of the holes beyond the sink, followed by a whole arm, a shrivelled head, and a crooked body…

An old man with a hunched back, wearing a colourful shroud, climbed out of the sink. His wrinkled face harboured a big mouth, and the corners of his mouth could reach the base of his ears.

He lacked an arm and held a scarlet lantern in another as he walked out of the bathroom.

He moved forward as if fluttering and quickly merged into the darkness. He didn’t know where he was going. Maybe he would leave, or he might stay in a certain corner of the campus, waiting for a “chance encounter”.

After watching the ambulance take Professor Ma away, the surroundings soon fell into silence.

Lu Yibei carried the ancient box containing the bamboo scrolls and walked out of the school gate.

‘I’ll ask Jumeng whether or not gods can die, and I’ll pay her using this core.’

Judging from her memory, the fallen god must be whatever was lurking in the deep pit in the village.

Despite this, it was lifeless and voracious, and Yibei wondered if gods were able to die.

Gods are urban legends of some sort, and if the conditions are met, wouldn’t they be able to be killed, too?

Plus, she could ask Jiangli tomorrow and compare the two answers.

Professor Ma suddenly flashed in her mind, and she couldn’t help but curse him—her stash of charms was almost finished.

There are only more than thirty left!

She couldn’t help but feel insecure.

‘I have to bargain with that damn goddess later… She can have one half of the core, and I’ll use the other half to manufacture more charms.’

But soon, she would realise that Jumeng would go hungry, and she wouldn’t be able to make more charms.

On the main path of Gate No. 4…

Yibei never thought that the headless girl would appear before her—well, two parts of the headless girl.

Like a basketball, her head bounced into view before Yibei, a couple of metres away, and her cloudy eyes were fixed on Yibei.

Yibei subconsciously looked back to see if anything was following her, and sure enough, the girl’s body stopped right behind her.

‘What the…?’

“H-hey,” Yibei greeted the head. “Are you here to see me off? There’s no need to

“C-core…”

A strange voice forced itself out of the head, and Yibei immediately understood what this was.

A robbery!

She hurriedly pulled out her kitchen knife and pointed it towards her body, and as if in fear, the girl’s neck spurted blood like a fountain, and her entire body started to tremble.

In a flash, her body ran away and slipped into the darkness, but out of the corner of her eye, it seemed that she had forgotten to bring her head along with her.

“You forgot your head.”

The head was about to roll away in a hurry, but Yibei leaned downward and grabbed the head like a child would with a ball.

Turning her head around, the girl was crying, and she let out a distant plea, “D-don’t kill me… I’m… starving…”

No matter what, it felt like Yibei was bullying her.

This girl needs to take more lessons in robbing people!

But since she mustered the courage to rob her, surely she must reward her bad deed.

As she thought about it, a ruthless look flashed in her eyes, and she silently raised the kitchen knife.