[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school":3,"chapter-is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-chapter-63":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1070744,1384,"Chapter 64 : Chapter 64","is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-chapter-63",63,"\u003Cp>Chapter 64 : The Blessing Wrapped in Spirit Vision, Stepping Through the Gate of the Dream State\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walk back…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, no, where was I going?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t I lying on the ground meditating?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crossing my arms?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sighing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I seemed to have done something incredible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did I “see” something extraordinary through Spirit Vision?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I realized this, I noticed nothing was wrong with my field of vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seniors were still there, their Meditation Spaces still floating ethereally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some seniors exited their meditation, and those spaces shattered like wisps of smoke…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The issue wasn’t that it was me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was my own state!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a state I had never experienced with Spirit Vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how it worked, it shouldn’t have been this non-fixed perspective, meaning I shouldn’t have been able to exist as a separate viewpoint detached from myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul out of body?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, I was growing anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unknown transformed into fear enveloping me, but it seemed a force was helping dispel that fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, the solidified spell could, to some extent, dispel negative emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant I was still in my original state, but what was happening now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I desperately wanted to find the truth, but Spirit Vision didn’t seem to help me uncover the reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I only felt like I was in an ethereal world, a feeling like… like… a Meditation Space!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was clearly the Spirit Vision perspective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could even see the seniors as individual entities here. How could this be a Meditation Space?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as I rejected this conclusion with that reasoning, a piece of information surfaced that I had heard before:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The area where the meditation room is located has the highest Dream State activity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this might not be a Meditation Space or a mental space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it was a Dream State?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The idea that a Dream State could form a space wasn’t impossible, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, I really didn’t know how to explain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I categorized this place as a “Dream State,” everything I saw seemed to undergo a change that even Spirit Vision couldn’t process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything here seemed to evolve toward my understanding of a “dream.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seniors seemed to be gradually excluded from my sight, and the surroundings turned into nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Spirit Vision state, the overwhelming information also faded, as if everything I saw now was meaningless, void information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this a dream?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wanted to speak, to make a sound, but I found I couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the sound appeared as usual, resonating directly in my consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I paused for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I needed to process this…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I came to, I decided to treat this as a dream for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As my memories surfaced, my surroundings seemed to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like the meditation room I had just entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since I had just arrived, my deepest impression was of this place, so it wasn’t surprising that the Dream State recreated the scene I had seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walked step by step toward the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ethereal scene became real as my attention shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I reached out and could feel the roughness of the wall, the faint sound of my fingertips brushing against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was supposed to be meditating, yet somehow, under the influence of Spirit Vision, I ended up here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was novel, it also made me realize that Spirit Vision had terrifying effects I had overlooked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I used to keep my distance from Spirit Vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the start, it left me with many bad, even life-threatening memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only in recent years had I begun to ease my resistance to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Transcendent Academy only admitted students who had activated Spirit Vision, which likely wasn’t a random threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit Vision might be another perspective for observing the supernatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But my Spirit Vision seemed to see far more than others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, “more” wasn’t even the right word to this extent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clearly remembered how gentle my brother Yang Yunhan’s Spirit Vision was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truths of the Inner World appeared bit by bit or flickered in and out, like adding a touch of novelty to a mundane life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For me, it was like entering a Lovecraftian world, facing an indescribable deity head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was truly deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pushing aside those memories, anything related to them wasn’t pleasant for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d better focus on the present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since I had entered this state, could I meditate again now, like nesting dolls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, this idea popped into my mind and grew uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, why not try it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things couldn’t get worse than this…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I tried again, I felt like I was trapped in a loop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dream State reshaped itself, like a dream within a dream, bizarrely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit Vision seemed meaningless here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this was a Dream State, and I had self-awareness, did that make it a lucid dream?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I didn’t seem to have the power to control this dream freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed to change uncontrollably based on my subconscious cognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One moment it was the meditation room, the next my empty villa, then Sister Bai’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I witnessed the breaking and reshaping of the environment, the shattering and crossing of dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t control or stop them well, but they didn’t seem to have any substantial impact on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was indeed a dream, but I was awake, yet I hadn’t woken up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I kept trying to “meditate,” it seemed I’d only create meaningless dreams within dreams, gaining nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time here felt meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I started to worry about what was happening outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would I overstay and get kicked out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I resolutely shattered the final dream, and my consciousness returned to my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I clearly felt my eyes open, the faint sound of my eyelids moving after being closed too long, this was true reality!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was back… so easily?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside me, wisps of smoke still rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incense hadn’t burned out yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior Huanhin said it would last about half an hour at most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it hadn’t even been half an hour?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is really strange.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t help but say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation of speaking with my vocal cords felt real but also odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I got used to it after a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gap between dream and reality was just too vast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening my eyes, I observed the meditation room again with Spirit Vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Limited by my eyes visual cognition, the walls became obstacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after my earlier experience, I could “ignore” the walls, though it looked a bit strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, I could still see the Meditation Spaces the seniors were in after meditating, and there didn’t seem to be any difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I instinctively walked forward, bumping into the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I awkwardly touched my nose, then placed my hand on the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smooth texture and the close-up sheen of the wall contrasted sharply with what I saw and felt in the “dream.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the tactile and visual sensations in the dream were just my imagination?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>",1168,"2026-06-03T10:21:36.430Z","2026-06-03T10:21:31.928Z",1,"novelbin.me","f0554545111fffadf6872a0b13b0ac4a1cadb154c481a050ce873da7d9b65522","is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-chapter-64","is-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-chapter-62",710,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fis-it-weird-for-a-guy-to-apply-to-a-witch-school-cover.jpg"]