[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-armed-witch":3,"chapter-armed-witch-armed-witch-chapter-944":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},2354484,4604,"Chapter 944: Sister War","armed-witch-chapter-944",944,"\u003Cp>After racing through the air like a thunderbolt, Dorothy quickly arrived at Dragon Roar Arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Climbing along the gradually rising mountain range, at the peak of the Dragon Roar Mountains, the Number One Arena—normally closed—was now brightly lit and bustling with activity tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhaimonv  had barely landed on the plaza outside the entrance when she already heard the continuous, escalating cheers echoing from within the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, with the witch’s architectural skills, she could’ve made the entire arena completely soundproof—but this is an arena, not an opera house; why bother with soundproofing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An arena should resound with cheers and applause, so that anyone approaching is immediately swept up in the feverish atmosphere, heart pounding, battle lust rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, hearing the cheers and roars from the Number One Arena, even Dorothy, this peace-loving little witch, couldn’t help but feel a flicker of excitement—she could sense her Dragon Witch blood slowly awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power surged, blood roared—brave witch, hurry to the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll rush your ghost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bodhisattva Heart forcefully suppressed the rising Dragon blood; Dorothy walked into the arena with clear eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tickets for today’s Number One Arena were notoriously hard to get—after all, the Dueling Championship was the biggest, hottest event in the witch world, more popular than the World Cup of her past life; nearly every dueling enthusiast with the means would rush to attend live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, witch-world transportation was incredibly advanced and convenient—even traveling from one end of the world to the other required only passing through a few teleport gates; travel costs were low, with no long-distance fatigue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, the popularity of tickets for such a major event was easy to imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although large arenas certainly came equipped with spatial expansion spells and had countless seats, tickets still sold out instantly, leaving only scalpers to exploit the frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Dorothy didn’t have to worry—Miss Tyranny Inanna had arranged a private box for them several days ago; that’s the power of connections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, the Youth Division matches are tomorrow night, then the Middle-Aged and Elderly Bloodline matches the night after—perfect. I’ve just finished my work, so I can watch three days of matches and reward myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the arena staff guided her toward the box, the Zhaimonv  thought to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, they reached the box. Dorothy pushed open the door and stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon entering, the Zhaimonv  couldn’t help but marvel at how great Inanna was—this wasn’t just a box; it was a luxurious suite of nearly five hundred square meters, complete with every imaginable amenity for eating, drinking, and entertainment—even a hot spring pool beside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soaking in a hot spring while watching duels? What a bizarre combination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhaimonv  thought to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the room was large, it was currently empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Audrey and Alice were crouched on the sofa near the window, snacking while watching the match outside; the other sisters were nowhere to be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was normal—Sophilija, Mia, and Madeline were finalists, likely waiting in the preparation room for their turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How far along is the match? I didn’t miss too much, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothy asked the two younger sisters as she entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Audrey was actually a few months older, it didn’t matter—junior sister was still a sister; no problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister, why are you here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice turned around in delight upon hearing her, then leapt up and launched herself into Dorothy’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, it seemed Audrey hadn’t told Alice she was coming to watch the match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhaimonv  glanced at her junior sister beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nine-tailed fox witch blinked innocently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, she was currently in a cold war with Alice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long ago, she’d humiliated Alice in the arena like a monkey, eliminating her—little witch had lost too painfully and was sulking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alice’s anger was understandable; even Audrey herself felt she’d been a bit despicable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though one was an extreme social phobic introvert and the other a carefree extrovert, and they seemed incompatible at first glance, their actual relationship was surprisingly good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audrey only dared be friends with people who had no ulterior motives toward her, and Alice was exactly that kind of person—first, she was still young, lacking adult cunning; second, her entire mind was filled with her sister, leaving no room for anyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So among all the sisters, aside from her own sister and senior sister, the little fox was closest to Alice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But precisely because they were close, Alice had no necessary vigilance toward Audrey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mentalist combat, unless one side was overwhelmingly stronger, battles always involved destabilizing the opponent’s mind to find openings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You could lie, intimidate, or seduce—any method that shook the opponent’s heart was fair game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Audrey naturally followed the seduction path; her superhuman beauty, combined with her family’s secret arts, meant a single glance could make the opponent willingly open their heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the opponent had strong willpower and couldn’t be directly charmed, they’d still develop a favorable impression—leaving an opening regardless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox had climbed to the high rank of 66th in this tournament largely because it was the Youth Division.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teenagers are always restless, craving romance; they had almost no resistance to an otherworldly beauty—charming them was effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d crushed everyone easily in the early rounds, only growing weary against true geniuses with unshakable Dao hearts later on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even those who made it into the top fifty weren’t fully immune to her charm—Audrey simply lacked combat experience and hadn’t used her family’s forbidden techniques; otherwise, breaking into the top ten wouldn’t have been a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seduction arts she used in the arena were all low-grade—just throwing glances, performing proper Tianmo dances, or singing proper songs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But can those be called seduction arts? She was using them to test the Dao hearts of top-tier geniuses—how many true prodigies could resist even that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Audrey used even one of her unmentionable forbidden techniques—like the Nine-Tailed Fox’s Wine Pool and Meat Forest Illusion Spell or the Succubus’s Hellish Obsession Night—the top fifty competitors would’ve been halved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Audrey was a staunch pure-love warrior; she’d never use those techniques on anyone else—she’d save them all for her senior sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, seduction arts required the opponent to have affection for you, to lower their guard, and gradually achieve complete domination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Audrey faced Alice, she’d casually tossed out a seamless chain of mental seduction and domination—she hadn’t expected it to work, since Alice had no lustful thoughts toward her and would likely be immune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the result—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, little witch had indeed successfully resisted the charm; her desires remained as still as water, untouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the problem was, Alice hadn’t guarded against her at all—she already had full affection without any charm needed, since they were good sisters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Audrey’s Shitan  mental domination had effortlessly imprinted on Alice’s soul; by the time the little fox realized it, Alice had already become a puppet under her control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Audrey made Alice surrender voluntarily—the entire duel lasted five seconds, the fastest in this championship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why little witch was still pouting to this day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice wasn’t upset about losing—she just hated losing so fast; she’d soon be edited into the annual “Weakling Highlights” reel, and that was too embarrassing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, sisterly affection was turning plastic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that’s just how mentalism works—the easiest person to deceive is always someone you know; this school produces the best backstabbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wahhh, sister, Audrey is so shameless, so cruel! I was really looking forward to a fair duel with her, but she didn’t even say ‘begin’—she just instantly knocked me out! I’m going to be laughed to death, I’ll never show my face again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice buried her face in Dorothy’s chest, rubbing against it, crying loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After learning the full story from her junior sister, Dorothy gave the foolish little witch a sharp knuckle rap on the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s just how mentalists fight—your fault for being too naive and not guarding yourself at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But we’re all good sisters, family—shouldn’t family trust each other?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice rubbed her reddened forehead, her pretty face even more pitiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothy: “.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Family Hero fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though family shouldn’t guard against each other, smart people—even if they don’t actively guard—still maintain passive defenses; it’s nearly impossible to be completely defenseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, only someone like Alice—with her muscle-brain, no, her innocent heart—could be this absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh, my sister—I must admit you’re the true Family Hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhaimonv  suddenly felt profound respect for the girl in her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, fine, you’re not wrong—it’s our fault. Keep being like this. Leave the rest to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothy told Alice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no intention of correcting Alice—instead, she planned to give this foolish little witch a passive mental defense spell that automatically detected malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then could she protect the little witch’s innocent heart while preventing her from being truly betrayed someday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, stop crying. If anyone laughs at you, I’ll beat them up for you. Now, watch the match.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She helplessly soothed this embarrassment-prone sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Audrey watched enviously as Alice buried her head completely in the senior sister’s arms—she too wanted to be held so tenderly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ugh, mistake—I should’ve lost badly, then I could’ve gone crying to the senior sister for comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought regretfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next moment, a warm hand rested on her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You did well, Audrey. Hard work—this kind of competition must’ve been terrifying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothy hadn’t forgotten to praise her junior sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew just how severe Audrey’s social phobia was—how she’d mustered the courage to step onto the stage, face her inner demons, and bravely use the seduction arts she’d always rejected—she’d truly tried her hardest, and deserved encouragement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior sister...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox, who had just been lost in lewd thoughts, was instantly purified by the head pat—her desires vanished, leaving only joy and happiness from being acknowledged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Signing up for the championship and appearing before so many spectators had taken every ounce of her courage; she’d never told anyone how hard it was, since others weren’t socially phobic and couldn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the senior sister had noticed—even though she’d been so busy, she’d still noticed this small thing, and now she praised her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Audrey felt all her fear and uncertainty during the competition had become meaningless—everything was worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wahhh, senior sister, being watched by so many people was terrifying, and using seduction arts was terrifying—I kept thinking those lustful monsters would pounce on me next second.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox finally broke down, throwing herself into her senior sister’s arms and sobbing loudly, as if releasing all her fear and unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the senior sister’s arms were so warm, so vast—she felt incredibly safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox realized this belatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothy didn’t overthink it—she simply thought her Dragon Witch’s tall stature had advantages sometimes, like now: easily holding both sisters in her arms, comforting them both—perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat in the center of the sofa, one lovely girl on each side, enjoying the ultimate blessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the Zhaimonv ’s thoughts soon drifted to the window—because the next match was about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With only ten finalists, matches weren’t held simultaneously as usual; the finals proceeded in order, one duel at a time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d arrived late—the top ten to top five matches had already passed; the next match was the second round: top five to top three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhaimonv  looked at the tournament bracket on the large screen and noticed that the five names seemed oddly familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, of course, was Sophilia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothy found her own housekeeper’s name on the list and fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the five-to-three round, one contestant would get a bye—and Sophilia, unsurprisingly, was fate’s own daughter; she received the bye, securing her a spot in the top three already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining four would face off in two matches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mia vs. Melansha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madeline vs. Wendy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wendy? Miss Wendigo? How did she even enter the competition without saying a word?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothy blinked, then thought with surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next up would be the civil war within the Golden Land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden Princess vs. Silver Princess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sisterly battle.\u003C\u002Fp>",2006,"2026-06-21T03:49:48.467Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","928410d1f7ba01c04321cc1ee15cf059c0e34ca41dd7df0191a20c738b7a5cb1","armed-witch-chapter-945","armed-witch-chapter-943",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Farmed-witch-cover.jpg"]