Chapter 125: Consciousness

Chapter 125: Consciousness

Not all classmates were present, and among the demons who had come, only powerful ones like Lan Jiaying and Wu Shaluo dared to express their anger, while those weaker in strength kept their resentment to themselves.

Despite their outward appearances, these demons were inwardly restless.

After a night of "work," only Muershi, Wen Ying, and Essence had truly been engaged; the other three demons felt as if they had spent the entire night playing.

Muershi stretched with a contented sigh. "We should be done now. Although it was amusing to watch their reactions, it's still a bit tiring."

Phaeros sneered. "You find playing tiring?"

Wen Ying chuckled. "We weren't playing."

Wei Er was puzzled. "Weren't you playing?"

Beros instinctively knew that Muershi and Wen Ying wouldn't engage in something boring. With the final exams tomorrow, these two demons wouldn't be idle enough to seek out classmates to trick. One or two might be for amusement, but spending an entire night doing so hinted at a scheme.

Muershi looked at Wen Ying, who said, "We were applying negative debuffs to our competitors in advance. What we did tonight has a high chance of delaying their success in finding a human willing to host them."

The three demons were no fools; they quickly grasped the situation, their expressions a mix of astonishment and oddity.

"Your move there..." Phileas blinked, searching for an appropriate adjective in his mind, "was rather cunning, don't you think?"

Muershi commented, "You seemed quite pleased just now."

Phileas fell silent, choosing to keep quiet.

Beros felt that this devious plan must have come from Muershi and Wen Ying's minds. It wasn't just about pleasure, but also served a great purpose. Their irritable classmates would likely be unable to approach any suitable humans with a friendly demeanor for at least one day, thus causing the humans to either flee or reject them.

The more Beros pondered over it, the more he realized how ingeniously harmless this strategy was. Fortunately, Wen Ying hadn't been so ruthless as to involve him too... As Beros was lost in thought, his emotions turned peculiar.

Wen Ying yawned. He sensed Beros' glare once again. Sleepy tears welled up in the corners of his eyes as he mumbled, "It's late. Let's head back to our respective homes. We might need to wake up early tomorrow, and who knows when the demon responsible for delivering the dolls will arrive."

Essence agreed, "Mmhmm, goodbye... See you in the Human Realm?" A reunion was indeed highly likely to happen in the Human Realm.

Wei Er added, "The Human Realm is vast; we may not necessarily meet each other."

Phileas chimed in, "We won't be going in our true forms but possessing humans instead, making it difficult to identify one another."

"Essence, by then we'll be rivals," Muershi chuckled. "We might even end up fighting when we meet."

Boros hadn't considered that possibility until Muershi mentioned it. He realized now that they could indeed send their competitors straight back to the Realm of Devils.

A moment of silence fell, the atmosphere turning peculiar. Muershi laughed it off. "I was just joking. Don't hit me when we meet; we can cooperate."

Phaeros commented, "Are you trying to lower your own score by working with you?" His resolve was firm. If he found Muershi in the Human Realm, he would eliminate him first to prevent any potential trouble from Muershi.

Muershi looked innocent.

Wen Ying patted his shoulder. "Don't worry. If I see you in the Human Realm and there's no danger, I won't attack you."

Boros chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "So you're saying that if you think Muershi is a threat, you'll beat him and send him back to the Realm of Devils?"

Muershi mumbled softly, "Who sends whom back to the Realm of Devils remains to be seen."

"I'm leaving first," Wen Ying turned and waved. "I'm exhausted."

After returning to the castle, Wen Ying went to check on the Blood Tree. It was thriving, likely due to Aruda's care. Many new branches had sprouted, and it had grown to a height of about ten feet, its growth rate astonishing.

Wen Ying gazed down at his shadow, where faint ripples of blood-red hues seemed to be swirling within.

True to its nature as an evil spell, the boost in power was undeniable. Satisfied, Wen Ying flew through his window, entering his room with a sense of joy. He carefully examined all the cards he had retrieved from his spatial bracelet and platinum tail ring.

These cards were likely impossible for the puppet doppelganger to carry away, as it could only transport a portion of his consciousness. Wen Ying sighed, knowing that he would have to expend magical energy to create magical cards later on.

Wen Ying was no longer the inexperienced rookie he once was when he first arrived in the Realm of Magic. Even without magical cards, he wouldn't be easily defeated. However, he felt somewhat incomplete and uneasy without them.

After much contemplation, he found no viable solution and decided to simply go to sleep.

The next day, Wen Ying woke up early, feeling like a child eagerly awaiting a school spring trip. His spirits were high, and he woke up with enthusiasm.

At eight o'clock, the academy demon responsible for delivering the puppet doppelganger arrived. As Wen Ying observed the puppet, he noticed a striking resemblance, nearly a third of his own features.

The doll was stuffed with cotton, giving it a quality appearance rather than looking cheap.

The demon delivering the doll instructed Wen Ying on how to proceed. Following the instructions, Wen Ying soon felt himself floating before splitting into two distinct entities. When he opened his eyes, he "saw" himself.

Through the doll's perspective, he saw himself, while from his own eyes, he saw the doll.

It was an odd sensation, and Wen Ying suddenly found himself grasping the intricacies of a split-shape technique. He would have to try using the Magic Mirror to create a sentient clone sometime.