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"Alright, my future has just become even more promising," Dorothy said.

The thought of the magic power needed to solidify her Martial Soul, which had been plentiful thanks to the Devil King's blessing, once again made Dorothy don a mask of pain.

When it came to using magic, regret always followed scarcity; after all, a Martial Soul was a luxury usually afforded by the Great Witch, and her being a little witch trying to activate it was like a child trying to drive a large vehicle—the cost of fuel alone was expectedly unsustainable.

"But since I'm not fighting anyway, there's no need to materialize it. Isn't this energy-saving mode quite good?"

The homebody witch consoled herself with this thought.

Ever since she established a connection with her Martial Soul, she immediately felt its power. It was more than just a fashionable Soul Avatar to hang behind one's back.

According to the theory of the Combat Magic System, to maximize the power of Martial Arts, one must unify Vitality, Qi, and Spirit. Only then could one crush all obstacles with iron fists.

Vitality corresponds to the body; naturally, if you're throwing punches, you need to use your body's strength. The higher the witch's physical quality, the greater the power of her Martial Arts.

Qi correlates with magic power. After all, even though the Combat Magic System stems from Martial Arts, it is ultimately magic, falling under the category of close-combat spells, requiring the consumption of magic power. Otherwise, how could punching with just the physical body produce sparks and lightning, complete with full special effects?

As for Spirit, it refers to the power of one's heart, mind, and soul. The essence of magic is the heart of belief; the more resolute your heart, the more powerful your Combat Magic. If you dare to dream, even shattering the heavens with one punch is not utterly impossible.

Though she was playing games, Dorothy had indeed seriously trained in Dragon King Battle Technique for a while and understood the difficulty of achieving the unity of Vitality, Qi, and Spirit.

Using the body to punch, the simplest part, was something that with a witch's talents, could produce beautiful and fluid Martial Arts sequences within a basic week or two—no difficulty there.

But the next step, integrating complex magic power fluctuations into the Martial Arts sequences, proved more challenging. It was easy to lose focus on one or the other. However, with her multitasking capabilities, Dorothy learned this step rather quickly, managing to do two things simultaneously without delay.

And recently, after reconciling with her biological mother and unlocking her talent in Dragon's Breath, she gained new insight into the realm of Unity of Essence and Qi and finally understood how ordinary witches, who couldn't rely on multitasking, managed to achieve this.

The answer was breathing. The term Qi didn't only denote magical power but also breath. By matching the rhythm of one's breath to the flow of magic power through the body, breathing could link the body and magic power, thus unifying them.

Because of this, she felt her Martial Arts had improved significantly. Otherwise, she might have failed during her fight with Madeline.

It was only the last step, Spiritual Fusion Realm, that she couldn't quite grasp. Punching was just punching; why should it involve self-hypnosis? How could one's intentions be integrated into their Martial Arts? She genuinely struggled to understand those enigmatic explanations in the Battle Method Books.

But now...

Dorothy clenched her fist, and in front of her, the proud incarnation of the Ruined Dragon King followed suit.

In a moment, she felt as if she were back in the Magic Web Duel, back to when she was unbeatable, sweeping through her opponents with ease and seizing the championship crown with each punch she threw.

As long as her fists were clenched, her heart knew no fear. No matter how many or how formidable the obstacles before her, she was confident she could smash through them with a single punch.

In that instant, Dorothy returned to the realm of the Fairy King. With her punch, she was determined to teach a lesson to anyone who dared to stand in her way...

"Hold on a second, Dorothy. Are you sure you want to unleash this Martial God strike?"

Just as the homebody witch's heart swelled with boundless enthusiasm and she was truly about to throw her punch, a tentacle descended, blocking her fist.

"I can't say much for the others, but you'll definitely be drained dry, likely bedridden for a few days at least," the Hat Senior Sister warned, batting her Eyes of the Stars.

"Ah, never mind... it was just a fleeting moment of being overly dramatic; no need for such extremes," Dorothy sheepishly relaxed her fist, reverting from the mighty Fairy King to a sluggish homebody girl.

"You can't be serious, sis. Just when I was getting into the mood, you're backing out?"

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In front of her, the Fairy King's Martial Soul raised an eyebrow and once again looked at her, the disgraceful original body, with undisguised contempt.

"Next time, I'll definitely satisfy you. Just wait a few months, it'll be quick, once I save up enough magic power I'll give you a good time."

Once again scorned by her own Martial Soul Incarnation, Dorothy was angry but dared not speak out. After all, who was to blame when she was indeed weak?

Her spine wasn't rigid enough, and as such, neither was her voice.

"Tch, boring. I'll be going back first then, call me when there's a fight."

The moment the Fairy King saw there was nothing left for her to do, her face fell with disappointment, and the proud Ruined Dragon King turned around, preparing to step back up the stairs of the Blood Sea and Corpse Mountain to return to her throne.

However, after taking only a few steps, she paused, suddenly looking up.

Next to her, Dorothy, who had synchronized senses with the Martial Soul, was also startled. She sprang up from her chair like a carp leaping out of water and looked towards the arena below in horror.

"Little Fairy?"

"Senior Sister?"

Her dramatic reaction also startled Mia and Audrey next to her; the two witches rose from their seats, asking with a hint of confusion.

But before Dorothy could answer, they too quickly sensed a terrifying presence suddenly rising from the arena below. The presence was so dominant and majestic that it left them visibly shocked.

Meanwhile, Dorothy's gaze was fixed on the arena below. She quickly pinpointed the source of that terrifying aura—it was none other than her own mother.

Good Lord, wasn't this just supposed to be a simple preliminary test? Was such a grand display really necessary?

She watched as behind her mother, the immense phantom shadow of a colossal creature gradually emerged.

The figure was so huge that even when it coiled its body, the Great Colosseum seemed too small to contain it. Read new chapters at empire

"Crap, what the hell, a Responding Dragon?"

At the sight of the phantom's visage, Dorothy's eyes bulged, as she blurted out unintentionally.

She couldn't help it; the massive creature looking both serpent-like and dragon-like was somewhat familiar to her. It had the head of a typical Great Dragon but the body was not like a normal dragon's lizard-like form. Instead, it had a long, winding snake body, with four claws on its underside. Along the snake's back, a pair of wide dragon wings spread out, darkening the sky.

The form was quite reminiscent of the Responding Dragon from the mythology of Dorothy's past life.

But upon closer inspection, once she realized that there weren't antlers or fish tails or any of the other characteristics of Eastern dragons, she relaxed somewhat, albeit a little disappointed.

"What is this, a knockoff?"

"Knock off your head! Are you really Teacher Euphilia's daughter? That's your family's ancestor, the Dust World Dragon—Yemengade. Don't you recognize it?"

Hat Senior Sister could no longer hold back, reaching out to knock on the head of this embarrassing Master, then explained.

"That's the Dragon King Teacher's second daughter, also the founder of your branch of the Yemengade lineage, the one who achieved great mastery in both the Transformation System and Combat Magic System. That is her form after transforming into a dragon. If you head outside the Witch World now, you'll see your ancestor wrapped around the entire Witch World, using it as a pillow while she sleeps."

Dorothy: "..."

Ah, no need for that, no need for that...

...A repentant Homebody Witch reflecting on her filial piety.....

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