[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-armed-witch":3,"chapter-armed-witch-armed-witch-chapter-71":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Armed Witch",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2353611,4604,"Chapter 71: The Scholar God is Born","armed-witch-chapter-71",71,"\u003Cp>Club Square.....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audrey quietly retracted her spellbook, a small sense of regret lingering in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today had actually been quite joyful—first time meeting a senior who had no desire for her, first time someone accompanied her to the market, first time being alone in a crowd, first time not returning home on time, playing outside even after dark...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many firsts made today intensely thrilling, more eventful than the entire past year combined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, this freedom would soon vanish, since her sister was already on her way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the sensible little fox understood her sister only cared too much, so despite the regret, she obediently stayed put, waiting for her sister to come and pick her up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, she sat upright and elegantly on the spectator seats of a peculiar wrestling club called “Death or Charge,” not far from the True Eye Society, chin propped in her hands, watching two scantily clad witches wrestling on the ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both competitors had excellent physiques—tall, athletic, curvaceous, graceful; when they grappled, the scene was truly beautiful, flesh against flesh, curves colliding, waves surging, ripples spreading, breathtakingly exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox, seeing such a sight for the first time in her life, blushed furiously, heart racing, mouth dry with embarrassment; she shyly hugged one of her large tails, using it to cover her face, as if to say, This is too weird, I don’t want to watch anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her head kept glancing sideways past the tail, stealing glances at the wrestling match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, this is really weird—I’ll just look one more time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another tail would stretch out to block her view, then she’d turn her head again, sneak another peek, then another tail would cover her eyes...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audrey struggled with her nine tails, all thanks to the Witch’s Akarin Spell still active on her body; otherwise, such a stunning beauty sitting here wrestling with her own tails while watching wrestling might have drawn more attention than the match itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My senior really is incredible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the spell’s lingering effect still on her body, Audrey sincerely marveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical energy her senior had infused into the spell had long since been consumed, yet the spell now autonomously drew magic from the little fox herself to sustain its duration—an advanced maneuver she’d never even dreamed possible: a temporary buff that could absorb its host’s magic to extend itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t fathom how deeply one must master spells to achieve such a feat; the more she thought about it, the more she marveled at how truly extraordinary this mysterious senior was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audrey turned her head, glancing at the still-closed door of the True Eye Society, and began to believe her senior hadn’t been joking earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been hours since she entered—if it were only one exam, she’d have finished long ago; the fact she hadn’t emerged yet meant her senior truly intended to take all nine exams together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering how the terrifying test from her second aunt that morning had failed to reveal her senior’s limits—she’d scored perfect marks—it didn’t seem so implausible now that she’d attempt all nine exams at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She really is incredible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox sighed again—this was the first time in her life she felt genuinely inferior to someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it wasn’t a bad thing; with a senior like this, her future college life would surely be interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the little fox was daydreaming about her colorful future campus life, a purple streak of light, like lightning, plummeted from the sky and slammed directly onto the wrestling ring, shattering the sturdy platform into fragments with a thunderous crash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both the two wrestling witches on the ring and the audience below were stunned, utterly confused—especially the two witches, who had been locked in fierce combat, now froze in shock and clung to each other, hugging tightly on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they could recover, a flash of white light appeared; fortunately, this one landed with grace rather than violence, wings unfurled, hovering gently downward; the breeze from her wings dispersed the dust, revealing the true form of the earlier purple lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, the Student Council President?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way, the Discipline Committee Chair?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are both these big shots here together? Did our secret club get exposed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be ridiculous—what secret? We’re a legitimate wrestling club. Can witch wrestling really be called ‘sexy’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audrey, startled herself, clearly heard the whispers around her, but her attention was quickly drawn to the familiar figure emerging from the smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, I’m here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood up and shouted toward the succubus witch scanning the crowd anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her call drew no response—the succubus witch continued searching frantically, oblivious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is my senior’s spell really this effective? Even my sister can’t see through it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly, she cut off the magical supply sustaining the spell; the enchantment around her vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the dim moonlight in the night sky brightened sharply, a spotlight-like beam falling directly on her head; the yao hu’s unrivaled allure exploded into view, capturing every eye in the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Audrey.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The succubus witch, moments ago frantic, finally exhaled in relief; she stepped forward and appeared instantly before the little fox, scrutinizing her carefully, terrified she’d been hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being treated like a child in public by her overprotective sister, Audrey’s face flushed crimson; she subtly reminded her sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the little fox’s social anxiety worsened again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the succubus witch clearly cared more about her sister’s safety; once she confirmed Audrey was unharmed, she let out a long breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her icy, piercing gaze swept across the crowd; she said nothing—but every witch student present suddenly remembered urgent matters and fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no, I forgot to turn off my potion!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I forgot to feed my familiar today!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My girlfriend called me home to deliver the public grain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They shouted out obviously fabricated excuses and hurried away, yet the little fox clearly sensed lingering, gossiping perceptions still fixed on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This triggered Audrey’s social anxiety again; she quietly hid behind her sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madeline, seeing her sister’s fear, dared not linger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she turned to leave, a sacred barrier unfolded, sealing off all external observation; the succubus witch frowned, puzzled, staring at the approaching Student Council President, who had just folded her wings and walked calmly over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“President, what is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did Madeline wonder why the Student Council President had been following her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the angelic witch clearly had no interest in answering; Sophilya’s golden eyes locked directly onto the seductive fox hiding behind the succubus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is your senior? Is she my mistress?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cut straight to the point, no wasted words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worried her sister might be frightened, the succubus witch immediately stepped forward, blocking the angel’s gaze—even the Student Council President couldn’t intimidate her sister in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, what senior? What mistress? My sister wouldn’t possibly associate with strangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madeline instinctively rebutted in her mind—until she remembered her sister had mentioned a senior earlier, the one who’d kept her out past curfew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the succubus, the little fox, though frightened by the imposing angelic witch, still gathered courage and peeked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the angelic witch’s desire toward her seemed unusually faint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not absent—but extremely diluted, and growing even weaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audrey quietly observed the angel’s gaze, then received an answer from those golden eyes that she found hard to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a look that began with fleeting admiration, then quickly turned to resignation, even carrying a hint of “Is that all?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This puzzled Audrey—she’d never seen anyone look at her with “Is that all?” in their eyes. Had they met someone more beautiful? Only a Witch King could surpass her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox was utterly baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then she remembered her senior’s appearance before entering the exam—and looked again at the Student Council President—Audrey’s curiosity ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes! The campus forum wasn’t lying—her senior really did have a mysterious connection with the President! The President came looking for her just like my sister came for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling she’d stumbled upon a sweet pairing, Audrey broke into a maternal smile; though still a little afraid of the angelic president, she nodded and manipulated the puppet on her shoulder to reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my senior is taking the exam inside the True Eye Society. I’ll leave her to you now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, thank you. I will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having gotten the answer she wanted, Sophilya exhaled deeply, relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank goodness I didn’t lose my mistress—finally found her. Scared me half to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angelic witch nodded, then offered the shy little fox a perfect, practiced smile before dismissing the barrier and turning toward the True Eye Society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left behind, the succubus witch stared at her sister in utter disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What just happened? My socially anxious sister just spoke to someone—directly to the Student Council President?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had only been one day since they last met, yet Madeline felt a tragic chasm had opened between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had she missed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, let’s go home. I’ll explain everything later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox tugged her sister’s arm; they took off into the sky, flying far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The witches who’d been waiting for gossip, seeing no drama unfold, lost interest instantly; they were dying to know what had happened behind the barrier, yet none dared ask, each stifling their curiosity like a cat with itchy paws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some gave up and returned to their tasks; others, bored, stubbornly kept watching the President—until her golden eyes glanced back, and they all quickly averted their gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tch, the President’s so stingy. Fine, no gossip? We’ll make our own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spread the word: Tonight, the Student Council President and the Discipline Chair fought over the affection of the new nine-tailed fox student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the campus forum exploded again; countless witch matrons began enthusiastically crafting stories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Sophilya was already used to these idle fools; silently, she slashed the annual budget of the campus forum’s operator—the Ink Feather News Society—by another half for the second half of the year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, she’d just cut it in half three days ago—hopefully those gossiping crows would finally learn their lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Knock knock knock...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angelic witch politely knocked on the door of the True Eye Society; even the Student Council President treated this notoriously powerful club with respect—after all, while they were under her authority now, after graduation, she might be under theirs. No witch dared offend these future clerks of the All-Seeing Eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened automatically; Sophilya stepped inside, and the door closed behind her, sealing out all external observation—even the most reckless gossipmongers dared not intrude here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“President, you’re here to pick up your mistress?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had Sophilya entered than a round-faced witch, short but curvaceous, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, rushed over enthusiastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This puzzled Sophilya—she’d visited the True Eye Society several times before; its scholars were always haughty, looking down on everyone—why so warm today?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm. How did my mistress do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angelic witch asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, her mistress had mentioned several certifications still unearned; her teacher had urged Sophilya to bring her for the exams soon. Sophilya had planned to come tomorrow—but her mistress had been unusually eager, showing up today on her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way, how many subjects did she take? Four or five?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie Liya  asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew that the famous Forest Witch on the Magic Web was none other than the Young Mistress’s alias, so the Young Mistress’s academic prowess was unquestionable—the Angel Witch guessed she must have taken at least four or five subjects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, although taking four or five subjects at once was outrageous, if it were the Forest Witch, it was at least understandable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The round-faced witch before her suddenly regarded Sophie Liya  with a look of contempt, as if she were a heartless seductress—leaving the Angel Witch utterly baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did I say something wrong? Was guessing four or five too much?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"President, you should care more about the Young Mistress. Tsk, you don’t even know how many subjects your own girlfriend took—you’re utterly unworthy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The round-faced witch delivered the rebuke without mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she cast another disdainful glance at the pure-white Angel Witch before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk, I can’t fathom how the Young Mistress could have chosen you. Even though you’re Student Council President, frankly, you’re not good enough for our Young Mistress.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie Liya : \"......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What? That’s my Young Mistress—how did she suddenly become yours? Did you even ask my Master’s opinion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So how many subjects did she take?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t hold back any longer and pressed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course nine—well, precisely eight and a half. The President and Vice President are proctoring her now; she’s already completed eight, and the remaining half is nearly over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The round-faced witch spoke with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Members of the True Sight Society were the top scholars on the Path of Omniscience; the world’s most enduring impression of these knowledge-seekers was their cold rationality—but at this moment, Sophie Liya  sensed a thread of devout faith emanating from the round-faced witch before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was indeed the power of faith. As an Angel Witch, Sophie Liya  could never be mistaken about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And not just the round-faced witch—most members of the True Sight Society now had the faint glow of faith budding on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what exactly had happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Angel Witch’s fists clenched; she wanted to punch this round-faced witch for dragging out her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nine subjects... ssshh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the Angel Witch had prepared herself mentally, she was still stunned—this reality far exceeded her expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had thought her guess of four or five was already absurd—after all, the current True Sight Society President, the universally recognized genius scholar, had only passed six academic disciplines. She assumed the Young Mistress, though brilliant, couldn’t possibly be more extreme than that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But reality slapped her hard—just as the so-called top witch of the Witch Academy had been instantly crushed by the Young Mistress not long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what were the results? Did she pass?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie Liya  asked, dazed and half-unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t need the round-faced witch’s answer—the front suddenly erupted in thunderous cheers, and within Sophie Liya ’s perception, the faint budding faith-light exploded into an intense, searing blaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Mistress, the God of Academia, perfect scores in every discipline...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From now on, I’m the Young Mistress’s only stan—if anyone opposes her, I’ll smash their head right here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Mistress, will you take disciples? No—I’m not worthy. Should I ask: do you need a pet? Look at me—how about me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she not seen it with her own eyes, Sophie Liya  could never have believed that those cold, aloof members of the True Sight Society—future civil servants—could now be so ecstatic and so humbly groveling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But recalling the implications of their earlier words, Sophie Liya  could only involuntarily gasp, feeling her legs go weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What nonsense—eight and a half disciplines, all perfect scores? The last witch who pulled off something this insane now sits on the Witch King’s throne!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh my—my Young Mistress has the potential to become a monarch?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.....The Angel Witch was lost in chaos and shock......\u003C\u002Fp>",2520,"2026-06-21T03:49:44.850Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1737bc83f0741fbf8a8d853fe4a1064d15e660ae564ae42e5a9a0bf361d6afa0","armed-witch-chapter-72","armed-witch-chapter-70",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Farmed-witch-cover.jpg"]