I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends - Chapter 160: What Are You Making That Many Charms For?

Yibei challenged Jumeng to a fight, and since she was in a bad mood, she happily confirmed.

To no one’s surprise, Yibei was defeated, tied up to a large peach stem summoned by Jumeng, and thrown onto the bed.

However, she decided to look for the core that Yibei had mentioned.

After rummaging through the boxes for a while, Jumeng put her hand on her hips and sighed, “Strange. I can’t feel any psychic energy in this room. Are you sure you had a core inside this room?”

“No. I’m being honest this time. This was a core I saved from long ago.”

“Do you think I’ll believe you?” She spat. “You even blamed me for stealing your stuff! Me! A great and honest goddess! I am not evil! How could you?”

‘Right. You may not be evil, but you’re not that good either,’ he pouted.

As a Gen Z, he has a deep genetic resistance to things like unequal contracts and occupying foreign land.

To be honest, Yibei suspected Jumeng was lying about her injuries. Look at her, constantly fed and sleeping during her free time. She wasn’t injured at all!

Jumeng continued searching the room until she stumbled across a cardboard box at the top of a closet.

“What’s this?”

She stared at the cardboard box, squinted her eyes slightly, tapped the ground with her toes, and hovered by the box.

“W-wait!” Yibei choked out. “Don’t touch that thing! Please! There are no cores inside, so please don’t open that box!”

He struggled in his bindings, but the vines wrapped around his limbs tighter the more he struggled, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.

“What are you being so defensive for? You’re hiding something in here!”

“Not true! Ack-“

“Really? Then tell me what’s inside, and I’ll believe you!”

“That box contains…” Lu Yibei hesitated to speak, his face stained with a blush, “It’s not cores! So do not, under any circumstance, open it!”

“Hmph!” she spat. “The more you tell me not to open it, the more I want to.”

As she spoke, she snapped her fingers, and two emerald vines protruded from the space behind her and retrieved the box for her.

His face immediately turned grey, and the light in his eyes dimmed out.

‘It’s over for me…’

Jumeng leaned over, removed the tape from the box, and opened it. Upon seeing the contents, her face paled, and she hurriedly closed the lid.

She turned to look at Lu Yibei and forced an awkward smile, and intermittent laughs escaped her mouth as she tried to talk to him.

“Hey, um… pfft, I have lived for thousands of years, but I have an… pfft, open mind. I don’t… pfft, discriminate against what you do.”

A rose-coloured ace dress, matching headbands, knee-high black socks, and other cosplay supplies. There are only two possibilities: one, it belongs to his girlfriend (unlikely); two, well…

“It’s all a misunderstanding! I got that from Comicon! It’s just for collection! I have never worn it before!”

“Really? If that’s the case, then…” she spoke as she made the dress hover before Yibei’s eyes. “Tell me why there are holes all over this dress.”

‘Yes! It is for me! What about it?’ He yelled inwardly. ‘It’s not my fault a petite girl like Bai Xiaohua is small and tiny! How could I fit inside that?’

“To know true love is to be one with them.” Yibei was forced out.

“Okay, I get it. It’s fine. I understand it is not strange for men to dress up as women. What do they call it now? Drag queens? Or you could be transgender.”

He was silent.

“Listen, I have no intention of discriminating against you. I am but a benevolent goddess who seeks the best for her people, and…”

Yibei’s face was still red, and he attempted to struggle free, but the vines continued to tighten around his limbs.

“Ah… At worst, I can grant you a wish if you want me to make it up to you.”

“For real!” He yelled, immediately breaking free from the vines.

“I am a goddess. I am not designed to lie,” she smirked. “However, I can only satisfy wishes within reasonable scopes. You don’t want to know what will happen if I disobey that.”

“I’m sure I don’t, considering that you’re shit.”

“What?”

“You’re, uh, even though you may be covered in shit, you aren’t stained with the shit. You are that beautiful, is what I’m trying to say. You’re like jade—beautiful, cool to the touch, like a goddess descending to earth.”

“Oh, you!” Jumeng covered her slightly hot cheeks and giggled. “What can I do? I am but a humble goddess!”

‘I can’t believe she bought that. I better take advantage of her while I can and squeeze her wishes dry!’

“Your wish, Yibei.”

“Very simple. Help me make some Charm of Spring Winds.”

“That’s it? Alright then.”

‘You could’ve asked to become a living god so people could pray to you, so you never had to sustain yourself again… What a missed opportunity!’

“So, how many are you going to make?”

“About 200?”

Almost at the same time as Lu Yibei’s words fell, Jumeng’s complexion changed drastically, and she blurted out, “My God! What are you making so many charms for? Blow up an enemy’s ancestral grave?”

“So you can’t do it? I thought goddesses couldn’t lie! Are you going back on your deal?”

“Shut up! Since I promised you, I won’t go back on it!” Jumeng glared fiercely at Lu Yibei, gnawing her teeth. “It’s just two hundred anyway!”

‘It just consumes the psychic energy I have accumulated for a month, but I don’t feel bad! I am a magnanimous god!’ Jumeng clutched her chest and thought.

Lu Yibei forced Jumeng down the stairs and started the production of the Charm of Spring Winds. Soon, the second floor of the apartment was once again quiet.

Not long after, in the tranquil silence, there was a rustling sound, and the coat that Lu Yibei threw on the bed stood up and floated in front of the cardboard box containing the magical girl suit. Crouching on the edge of the box, half of its body poked inside, wriggling.

The next moment, a burst of dazzling light flashed as if a rainbow had been melted into the water and then overturned. The dress with many holes was now repaired and had a slight, attractive gleam to it.

‘Miss Witch seems to like this dress very much! If I repair it for her, she’ll be happy, right?’