I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Just as Lu Yibei guessed, Jiangli’s reaction after hearing the words ‘Eclipse Society’ was much more extreme than he could’ve imagined.

She slammed her hands on the table and leaned forward slightly as she stared daggers at Yibei. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“Ah, uh… they were just discussing it in the chat. Later, there was an urban legend attack at the school, which Operator Li Xuan was investigating. If I hadn’t come here today, I would’ve forgotten about it.”

“I see. You should head back first.”

“Are you going over to Shihekou High School? From what I heard, that place is infested with urban legends! Are you preparing anything?”

“We have known about Shihekou High School for a while now, but because of special reasons, we are unable to deal with them in a permanent manner. By the way, you should head back before it gets dark.”

After she spoke, she turned around and limped out of the office.

The reason why Shihekou High School’s urban legends are difficult to eradicate is because the urban legends have long been integrated into the school. If anything, the entire school is now a living urban legend.

Unless the entire school is levelled and every single piece of information about it is expunged from public sources, it will still remain.

Plus, demolishing the school is not a permanent solution; the urban legends will scatter in an attempt to find new shelter, and it’ll be difficult to deal with infestations of urban legends in the city.Hence, the Night Division regularly sends people to monitor the situation at the school. However, if it were up to Jiangli, she would use radical means to take the school down.

For example, find whoever owns the land near the school and throw them into the school for a trial of guts.

Jiangli’s words implied that they have people monitoring the situation at Shihekou High School, so how did Du Sixian and Yibei enter the school without being stopped at all?

Did they all run away, or…

Was it planned for him to enter the school?

Jiangli saw An Qing training her new student, Du Sixian when she came to her office. Seeing her approach, An Qing left Du Sixian to train on her own and went up to talk to her.

“What’s the occasion?” An Qing smiled. “You don’t usually come down here unless you want something.”

“I need your help. Let’s go out for a walk. Yibei found new information about the forums.”

“Are we just going to investigate or eradicate?”

Frankly, An Qing wasn’t surprised Jiangli would come to her for every mission.

Jiangli hates Li Xuan’s guts; Gu Xiliu is always busy; and Bai Kai…

“Just investigating.”

“Oh?” An Qing smiled. “If that’s the case, can we bring her along?”

“Where we’re going is somewhere dangerous. I heard that she has no inherent talent in her, so she might get herself into danger.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. She already knows how to cast one spell.”

Hearing this, Jiangli was visibly surprised and nodded.

“Well, I’ll be waiting for you two at the entrance.”

At the office labelled with a “V”, the door to the dim office was pushed open.

A figure peeked inside and rushed into the office. His hawk-like eyes narrowed at the dark book left on the office table.

With a gleam of light on his fingertips, he made the Records hover before him as he flipped through the pages. After a few seconds, it opened at page 23 and flipped until he came to page 29.

Li Xuan stared at the Records, doubting, “Just six pages?”

The progression of pages was slow. This means that Lu Yibei is a slow learner.

“Damn it! He must’ve found a way to hide his tracks; I must…”

Li Xuan was talking to himself when he suddenly felt eyes on him and a feeling of ghastly, slimy tentacles surrounding his limbs.

Looking out of the window, he saw a girl holding a black umbrella with dishevelled hair and thick dark circles around her eyes.

“Peeper, peeper, peeper,” the girl muttered in a low voice as she hovered away.

Li Xuan sighed as he closed the Records. He couldn’t believe Gu Niang, the member he hated the most, caught him doing such a sneaky act.

She’s quiet, elusive, and, worst of all, a tattletale.

The black car rode down the muddied road, and not far away, a narrow river could be seen, stained a light red with the afterglow of blood.

Hua was driving, and Jiangli sat in the passenger seat. An Qing and Du Sixian looked out from the windows on the left and right, respectively, and the only sound that accompanied them was the sound of wheels running over dry branches scattered across the road.

Behind them was an ordinary jeep full of members of the Night Division clad in civilian clothes.

Under the gradually darkening sky, the scenery that was cast with a layer of shadow swept back one scene after another.

Driving along the winding mountain road, the gloomy and oppressive campus in front broke into sight.

Earlier, when Du Sixian learned from An Qing that they were about to investigate Shihekou High School, her brain short-circuited for a moment.

‘Should I tell her what happened here?’

However, she quickly tossed that thought away—if somebody as powerful as her mistress didn’t join the Night Division, it must be because she doesn’t want to be disturbed.

Seemingly aware of Du Sixian’s unease, An Qing patted her on the shoulder lightly and smiled, “We’re just here to investigate. Don’t worry about it; I am by your side.”

Du Sixian smiled back at her. An Qing was right. Plus, she couldn’t help but feel excited about getting close to an urban legend in a safe environment.

“We’re here,” Hua said, parking the car right in front of the gate.

The sun had completely set, shrouding the entire campus in darkness. The buildings were like towering giants that hid in the shadows, and it was eerily quiet.

With Hua’s help, Jiangli got out of the car and stood in front of the gate, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense of disgust wash over her.

“Let’s divide tasks,” she said. “We have twelve people, so form 3 groups of four, led by me, An Qing, and Hua. Each group must have a member who is familiar with the environment of the school.”

“After entering the school, split up and check each building. If, at any moment, you find something abnormal, contact everyone through the badge. If there is no further question, group up.”

Half of Jiangli’s words became gibberish to Du Sixian as if she were falling asleep in the middle of a lecture.

I wonder where she is, Sixian thought. ‘I’m powerful now. I won’t hold her back, right?’

When she came back to her senses, she found that she was walking right behind An Qing into the school.

The trees grew crookedly; the ground was overgrown with weeds; statues of a long-forgotten time; portraits of long-forgotten faces…

Stepping into the target teaching building, there is a dark corridor with doors on both sides tightly closed. Occasionally, chairs could be seen discarded in the corridor, as if there were still students roaming about the abandoned school.

No, Du Sixian thought. ‘They must still be here. They are all just hiding because the Night Division is here.’

An Qing suddenly stopped and waved her hand, signalling everyone to stop. Then she caressed her owl badge with her fingers, listening to the message that was just transmitted to them.

“Group C here. We found a classroom that is completely charred by fire, and the urban legends hiding nearby were all avoiding this classroom.”

As she heard the message, Du Sixian couldn’t help but firmly clench the corners of her skirt.