I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

The layout of Lucky Star is intentionally misleading; upon entering, you will be greeted by rows of massage beds, and the unaware will spend a hefty amount of money for a meaningless, flavourless massage done by scantily dressed women.

Only those who are aware and led by familiar faces can walk into the underground casino behind a secret door under the leadership of a young lady.

Jiangli thought back to the time when she started playing mahjong when she was just fifteen years old. She got lost in the crevices of the casino, and the girls, perhaps taking pity on her, arranged for her to attend to a massage bed, and she was forced to touch slimy and grimy men.

She became acquainted with the people there. Back then, she would play two rounds on a small table near the entrance before losing all of her money, and she could only leave disappointed.

Every time she came by, the regular men there would shout and tease her, “Ere to give your money again, lass? Shouldn’t be stealin’ yer’ mum’s wallet.”

Jiangli would simply ignore them and order the person in charge to shuffle the cards.

However, today is different.

Squeak.

As soon as she entered the basement and got herself some chips, she walked straight into the inner parts of the casino, and the casino erupted in whispers.

Some people quickly cleared their chips and ran outside for fear of being watched by her.Some didn’t think it was a big deal and shouted at the top of their lungs, “She’s here!”

She ignored them and walked straight to the southeast corner of the casino. She found a table at which sat three lone people, and with the sound of her chips falling on the table, it startled the three figures that huddled together.

“All of you seem free tonight. Couldn’t find anyone to trick and crush their hopes tonight?”

Seeing her, the man with a thin face trembled. Through Jiangli’s eyes, she could see that all of his eight arms were trembling in fear, and each hand held a piece of mahjong.

“You… why are you here?” the man forced out. “It’s not…”

“Ah!” the woman with six pairs of eyes panicked. “We can play two games with you later, but we should talk for now.”

The last figure didn’t speak at all but gave a slight nod. Only a slight shadow traced their figure, and their long neck coiled around their shoulders like a poisonous snake.

Gambling is inherently harmful, and in places where gamblers gather, it is not uncommon for there to be a few urban legends that promise riches to gamblers, only to completely devour their hopes away.

Luckily for Jiangli, these urban legends were all her informants.

“The thing I asked all of you to investigate… Any updates?”

“No!” the three said in unison, and then they started talking one after another.

“Nobody has ever heard of a Witch in the Eastern suburbs,” the pale man said.

“There have been a few incidents of urban legends disappearing along Linjiang Avenue, and…”

“A lone psychic did it,” Jiangli interrupted. “We tried to recruit her before, but she refused.”

“The University…” A whisper caressed Jiangli’s ears. “Haven’t you heard? None of us has been there ever since that psychic energy wave washed over the entire city.”

“I see,” Jiangli frowned. “What about the game I’ve been asking you to keep an eye on for me? Any news?”

“About that,” the woman said. “Everyone has heard of the game that fulfils all of your wishes, but nobody has ever seen it. Maybe it really is just an ordinary urban legend.”

Is that so? Jiangli thought to herself. “Then, what did I see the other time?”

“Very well, then.” Jiangli nodded, and a conniving smile appeared on her face. “It’s time for your payment; shuffle the deck!”

The three urban legends were speechless. Even if they did next to nothing, they could still earn money. Gambling is truly a disease.

Night time. On the hill where Shihekou High School was, two dark shadows flew over quickly and landed on a relatively empty area on top of the hill.

A curvy woman dressed in rather interesting clothes and a man in a dark blue suit with a fair face but dull eyes.

“Ooh, this seems fun,” the woman chirped as they overlooked the campus. “Your plan has been ruined.”

The man frowned slightly and reached out and groped in his coat pocket, taking out a stack of post-it notes and flipping through them.

“This is just an extremely small part of our plan in Huacheng. Even if this were destroyed, it would not affect the overall situation. You only need to focus on doing your part and nothing else.

Her rabbit ears revealed themselves as they popped out of her head, and they twitched silently upon hearing his words.

“Let’s see…” The man continued reading through the post-it notes, completely unaware of her anger. “Got it! The above are the words of the Elders.”

“Forget about them,” the woman said in a low voice, retracting her ears. “When am I going to get the formula you mentioned? I’m getting impatient.”

“You’ll get it when it’s done; plus, if you encounter difficulties when dealing with Miss Twilight, we will come to your aid as well,” the man said. “At least, that’s what the Elders told me.”

“I’m giving you one last chance,” the woman threatened, and a scarlet gleam flashed in her eyes. ‘Or, I can reap the fruits of my labour in advance—thousands of highly pure, Primordial Spirits—even if the Eclipse Society hunts me down because of it.’

“We should leave. There’s no point in staying here,” the man said.

“What?” the woman said, glancing at the school below them. “Didn’t you say that you came here to contact…”

“She’s gone,” the man said as he closed his eyes, and his nose twitched as he sniffed the air. “That psychic item, sure enough, is gone. I can’t feel it anymore.”

“I guess we have no choice but to leave,” Miss Rabbit sighed.

“By the way,” the man stopped, grabbing her shoulders and leaning closely to her.

What the… what is he doing? She thought. ‘I’ll rip your head open if you try anything.’

“The club you’re working at… Are they hiring?”

“What?”

“The strip club. Are they hiring?”

“Why are you asking me this again?”

She wanted to ask the man if he wanted to hunt for people with psychic tendencies, but she remembered that he was fully human, which confused her further.

“Well… Someone stole my wallet. I’ll just cut straight to the point: I need a job. I need to put food on my table.”

“I’ll ask, but are you really…”

“I don’t mind selling my body.”

She couldn’t help but sigh and nod. ‘Why did they send such a fool to take over Cicada…?’

‘But isn’t that good? Maybe I can use him for my own good.’

Before dawn, Lu Yibei was awakened by his alarm clock.

Before he knew it, he had adapted to the rhythm of getting up early. Was he enjoying bathing under the morning sun?

When he changed his clothes and went downstairs, Jumeng was still lying on the sofa, fast asleep. A wig was acting as her pillow, and the wig didn’t dare move a single inch.

He tiptoed over and gently covered her up with the discarded blanket on the floor. Then he gently supported her head with one hand, helped the wig escape, and replaced it with a soft pillow.

“O’ Great Witch…”

“Shh!” he glared at the wig. “Didn’t I tell you? Don’t come back until I tell you to!”

“Okay, I get it,” the wig sighed as it turned around but stopped and hovered by his shoulder. “When is she leaving? We can hardly bear it on our own outside.”

‘Do you think I want her to be here? I can hardly bear it on my own inside!’

“Soon,” he gave a simple reply.

“There’s something else, but I don’t know if I should tell you.”

Lu Yibei frowned slightly and said, “Tell me.”

“You don’t think you have a crush on her, do you? From my experience, the two of you are not compatible. Personality plays a part here; looks aren’t everything.”

“Nonsense!” Yibei glared at the wig. “I’m not interested in her. Plus, if she wasn’t attractive, nobody would be listening to her anyway! I need to leave for school. You all just find a place to hide, and don’t get caught by her!”

He immediately went out the door and closed it as he leaned on it, letting out a big sigh.

‘How am I going to tell the counsellor that I don’t want to be giving a speech because I survived a violent stabbing? What a headache!’

However, never in a million years would he expect that his problem would be solved before it even started.

Because the counsellor went insane overnight.