I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Volume 2, Chapter 8 (Chapter 46): No! You Are Too Ugly!

The surrounding area fell into a dead silence.

No stars, no moon. The clouds hung low, and the streets were shrouded in a strange fog.

She shrugged and adjusted her posture, gingerly holding the statue close to her.

Walking on the street, she couldn’t help but wonder if scaring the driver made her less hungry.

If her making up a story was able to feed her ever-so-slightly, wouldn’t the driver be an incredibly strong psychic user by now, considering that he runs a horror show?

Perhaps he was hiding the fact that he was strong.

“Coat, do you know what’s going on?”

The coat simply shook her.

“Forget it. It’s useless to ask you.”

It seems that she can only ask Jiangli tomorrow.

Before the long nights when urban legends run amok, Linjiang Avenue is an excellent choice for a late-night walk. The wide street was filled with towering trees and cheery flowers, and there were benches that allowed for rest.

Now, it is completely deserted. The streets were covered with withered branches and flowers, and the benches had a thick layer of dust.

She walked along the avenue but stopped immediately.

The surrounding fog became thicker, and even the light from the street lamp had trouble piercing through it. When she turned around, the road from where she had come had disappeared.

The smell of mud and dead fish permeated the air, and, at that moment, a loud splash could be heard.

She saw a group of palm-sized fish with bodies as pale as bones flying out of the river in front of them. The river water, along with the trajectory of the fish, drew an arc in the air.

Once they reached the highest point, the fish dove down into the ground. Instead of colliding with the ground, they plunge into it as if it were water.

I-is this an urban legend? she thought, clutching the statue closer to her.

She crept and crouched where the fish disappeared, caressing the ground. It was hard and cold as if what she had just witnessed was an illusion.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps approached in the distance. It was impossible to tell who was coming.

She found a dense bush and quickly skipped towards it.

“H-help me!” A desperate cry yelled from the thick fog.

She blinked subconsciously, and her eyes burnt greatly. In an instant, the dense fog disappeared.

Then she could see a man being chased down by an urban legend.

The urban legend had a body similar to that of a human, with a greyish-white liquid that flowed eerily all over its body.

Broken bones protruded from its abdomen, and the grey and white surface of its exposed flesh exuded a pungent, putrid smell.

Its figure was bloated, and its hands and feet were twisted gruesomely.

It ran and chased the man down; it would plunge strangely into the ground, only to resurface and be lifted by a group of boney fish.

Some say the unknown is scary, but Yibei disagrees.

The oncoming nausea was inevitable.

She hesitated about hunting this urban legend; however, her eyes were trained on the man being chased.

She could see the man falling backwards as it dragged him underground.

“H-help…”

Uttering a final, feeble wail, her heart seemed to clench.

Just as she was about to launch herself at the terrifying monster, a familiar face appeared at the end of the street.

Long, chestnut hair; a red scarf; thigh-high socks…

Gu Qianqian smashed into the ground with a stick, pulling the rather burly man out of the ground with one hand.

‘W-wait, didn’t I knock her out the last time I met her? How is she so powerful?’

Yibei continued hiding behind the bushes, but she could see that Gu Qianqian was being dragged underground as well.

Yibei frowned; she could hear Gu Qianqian giving out her proud monologue for over a minute. How did she get caught in seconds?

She soon realised that the ugly monster was creeping towards the unconscious man by the side of the road.

Before she had time to think, she gritted her teeth and rushed out with the statue in her hand.

The monster stretched out its hand, stroking the man’s face with its swollen fingertips as if examining its delicious prey.

It was about to enjoy the prey it had painstakingly hunted, but an ominous premonition rose in its heart.

It was like an intuitive perception of danger, like a wild animal. The next moment, a domineering, blazing, spiritual energy fluctuation enveloped it.

It could feel its whole body trembling in fear.

Turning around, a dazzling, golden light blinded it, and bursts of Buddhist chants flooded its ears.

Boom!

A cloud of mushrooms more than two metres high sprung up from the monster’s head as the statue of Acala, the Immovable, slammed into it. Its body was flung across the empty street, and its head emitted smoke.

Yibei’s body was flung into the air, too, not expecting the statue to explode. Her body hugged the statue tightly as she spun around in the air countless times.

Fortunately, the coat hugged Yibei tightly and swelled up like a pufferfish, absorbing the brunt of the impact from the fall.

Yibei bounced twice on the ground like a ball.

The coat deflated safely, and it sat up, looking at the monster groaning in pain.

When Yibei smashed the statue of Acala, the Immovable, towards the monster, she felt a huge vortex spawn from the statue.

A warm current was pulled from her body along her arms like a channel, and the power surged into the statue, and… it exploded.

After regaining her composure, she stood up and stalked the monster, who was struggling to get up.

“O Great Witch, p-please spare my life! I am willing to be your friend!” The monster begged.

‘A familiar?’ She was visibly confused. ‘Must be like a follower or something.’

Hmm… she thought about it, thinking that it wouldn’t be bad to have personal assistance, but…

“No. You are too ugly. You don’t seem powerful, and you don’t do anything right. I don’t think you can be my familiar, besides-“

The monster’s face morphed violently, unsure if the witch before it was taunting it.

“Anyways, it’s time to meet your end, Acala!”

Just as she raised the statue and was about to bring it down on the statue, there was a muffled voice behind her, followed by a violent earthquake.

Thunderous breathing panted from below the earth.

Tremors erupted, and the waves swept in all directions.

Looking back in horror, Yibei could see the phantom of a huge arm rising from the ground like a mountain, and every single vein of the skin seemed to exude a terrifying power.

The phantom flashed by, and something blasted the ground—earth and rocks splashed like water—and a beautiful figure rose into the sky.

“A monster’s life for another! I am reborn and anew!”