Chapter 85: Curse


    Dont you want toe with me? The trajectory of your life will change forever!


    An Qing smiled at Du Sixian, giving her an offer she could, in fact, refuse.


    Sixian shook her head firmly.


    From the moment the strange woman sat down beside her, Sixian could feel a powerful aura radiating from her.


    A strange aura of death, simr to the auras she felt at the hospital.


    Although An Qing had the image of a provocative, seductive big sister,


    Her aura of death made her seem like a corpse to Sixian.


    Ah, An Qing sighed. Im not made for this.


    Its natural; newly-born psychic users will feel sceptical of their surroundings.


    It was no surprise that Sixian would refuse her offer.


    However, she was confident that Sixian woulde crawling back to them.


    Sooner orter, thanks to her psychic fluctuations, shell encounter a terrifying urban legend, and shelle skittering back to the Night Division looking for help.


    An Qing reached into her white coat, producing a cigarette, and hurriedly reached into another pocket and took out something, stuffing it into Sixians hand.


    Here, this is for you. Dont lose it.


    Looking at the business card in her hand that had the symbol of an owl, Sixian looked at An Qing strangely.


    My contact information is on the card. An Qing smiled. Gradually, youll run into some strange things. If you are ever in danger, call the number, and Ill be there within 20 minutes.


    Du Sixian froze for a moment, then looked at the card again in a new light.


    It was a pitch-ck business card with a strange, leathery texture. It wasnt like an ordinary business card; it seemed to radiate a peculiar power.


    On the front of the business card, An Qings name and contact information were printed in gold text, and on the back of the business card was the owl symbol of the Night Division.


    <i>Just who is this woman?</i> Sixian thought, looking up to study An Qing, only to realise that she had vanished.


    That strange woman, An Qing, came and went like the autumn wind.


    She seems powerful, Sixian muttered. Not as powerful as my mistress, though, right?


    After all, shes the one who saved me from hundreds of urban legends in that school!


    Mistress, where are you?


    Lu Yibei was sitting in the ssroom of the Arts and Science Building; his eyelids were fighting, his head was like an anvil, and a notebook was scrawled out in dizzying handwriting irrelevant to the courses content.


    The content is as follows:


    [Daydream: Loves to dance, proficient in jazz dances. (Didnt work out for me)


    Brazil: Loves football. (Now good at football but rejected by the club)


    Pharoah: A yboy who escapes psychological trauma by picking up girls (Does this even apply to me?)


    Bright: Top student specialising in history (And shes beneficial for me too!)


    (Not only does her professional knowledge intersect with mine, but I was even able to collect knowledge about special warding charms from her memories!)]


    Perhaps I could buy some materials and try making them on my own, he daydreamed.


    The middle-aged female professor spoke with a frequency that could only induce sleep in all of her students.


    As he sorted out the cores knowledge in his notebook, he found himself hit with a wave of drowsiness, and his handwriting soon wandered off from his notebook to his desk and


    He woke up again.


    My eyes


    Something was watching him.


    It disappeared as soon as he woke up, but the feeling of eyes on him lingered like a chill.


    Strong resentment lingered on his spine, but that gaze didnt seem malicious.


    Looking outside the window with the afternoon sun shining upon him, he frowned.


    This is not a good sign.


    Its been a while since somebody was targeting me.


    The best option was to inform the Night Division since he is currently human.


    All he needed to do was tell them that he was being watched, but


    He felt the itch to try making some of Brights charms. If it didnt work, he could easily run to the Night Division for help.


    He scrawled through Brights memories and scribbled the materials needed in his notebook.


    Talisman of Wings Materials needed: 5g gold.


    Gold? No wonder Bright couldnt make these on her own!


    <i>Maybe I can face it head-on instead!</i> He thought. Wait, it could be more powerful than me


    Staring at the other charms, he frowned and cut them out one by one due to cost issues or the difficulty of obtaining the materials, only tond on the final one.


    Cheap and safe Its up to you, Charm of Spring Winds!