The scenery in the spacious courtyard garden was picturesque, with a gentle stream murmuring, birds singing, and flowers blooming. The rhythmic, crisp tapping of the Luwei Bamboo added a hint of Zen.
Dorothy sat bored on the porch of the courtyard, casually swinging her legs while lost in thought.
Though she had a wide range of tastes, whether it be black stockings, white stockings, or flesh-toned ones, she liked seeing them on others but wasn’t inclined to wear them herself.
She was an advocate of bare legs.
Thus, her two fair and tender feet were idly swaying in the small pond beneath the corridor, water splashing and ripples spreading as her legs swung.
The pond in the witch’s garden naturally had no water quality issues. The small fish pond’s water was crystal clear, yet in comparison to the witch’s feet, seemingly crafted by the gods’ finest creation, the clear water appeared sowhat murky.
The various koi living in the pond were all attracted over. These creatures were always bold and unafraid of humans, and now they just waited foolishly for soone to feed them.
Perhaps it had been too long without expecting a al, as an occasional fish would nudge the sole of the witch’s foot, causing a reflexive tickling sensation that made the witch’s body tremble. Her exquisite foot arch tensed, and her dainty toes curled together adorably.
Seeing the koi with perhaps less than a seven-second mory persistently bothering her, Dorothy, in a bad mood, took out so snacks from her pocket and carelessly scattered them into the pond, laughing as she watched the naive ornantal fish scramble and compete for food.
"Tsk, you guys are still the best, carefree and without any worries."
The hobody witch sighed thus.
By this ti, she had mostly digested the secret tales she had heard about Japan and had almost figured out why she had caused such a big phenonon before.
"So, the situation is that I got off at the wrong stop when I initially crossed over. I was originally supposed to go to the Eastern Universe as an innate saint, yet for so unknown reason, I got off early in the witch world."
She quickly sumd up her situation, and it seed to be roughly the case.
She was ant to be reborn in the Eastern Universe as an Immortal. The sages there had already prepared everything for her birth, just waiting for her, the natural saint. Sohow, though, she exited midway, letting down all the immortals in the Eastern Universe.
Yet, the immortals seed not to have given up. The entire existence of Japan seed to be to await her, the natural saint, to appear again.
"Sigh, how did I, a little witch, suddenly beco a natural saint?"
Dorothy shook her head, even her strong adaptability as a hobody couldn’t help her calm down quickly. She felt it sowhat unreal.
After all, cultivation, oh, it’s incredibly attractive, and probably anyone from her past life couldn’t resist such a temptation.
Not to ntion soone now told her she was inherently a saint, needing no effort at all to cultivate and beco a saint, with the throne of the Immortal Emperor waiting for her to ascend.
This temptation was absolutely maxed out, far more enticing than "I’m the First Emperor, give you thousands of troops and horses" which was heart-stirring.
It was really so wonderful that it felt unrealistic, making her wonder whether she had encountered a scam.
"Ha, Dorothy, do you not have any realization whether this is a scam or not? You have so many anomalies about you, haven’t you noticed a bit?"
From above the hobody witch, Hat Senior Sister looked at her master, who appeared to have lost her mind after seemingly winning a billion-dollar lottery, and reached out with a tentacle to pat her master’s face with annoyance, saying without a good mood.
"Anomalies? What anomalies do I have? At most, I just learn things a little faster. But I’ve always learned things quickly since before."
Dorothy wasn’t convinced. She truly didn’t feel anything special in her lifeti.
Others who crossed over have systems, ring grandpas, or such OP cheats, but really, she started with nothing, achieving everything through her own endeavors. How could this treatnt qualify as a protagonist?
As for those strange inspirations? How can that be considered a cheat? She had those in her past life, just not as active as now, only appearing when she was focused on learning a particular skill, like culinary arts, boxing, swordsmanship, or crafting model kits.
If you must say there are anomalies in this life, maybe it’s the body’s unique fragrance, or stepping every step sprouting lotuses kind of phenona.
However, these phenona in the past were just effects, akin to ga costics, solely for aesthetics without any practical use, and over ti, she forgot about them.
But thinking back now, these phenona indeed seed to be auspicious ons in the East, indicating sothing extraordinary about the person, but how could a witch have the leisure to jump platforms to the neighboring Eastern Universe?
Hat Senior Sister: "....."
Heh, is that just a little fast? More like imnsely fast—I, the future Fourth King, don’t even have such outrageous insights as you. Do you really not realize how unthinkable that is?
Asa Vanni felt speechless and was tempted to scold.
But before she could let out her scorn, Dorothy moved.
The hobody witch stood up, just standing over the fish pond, without using magic, yet golden lotuses blossod in the void beneath her, supporting her.
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