Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 128 [Miracle] - The Witch Tong Yunran

Chapter 129 [Miracle] - The Witch Tong Yunran

The two "Great Witches" sat side by side, each resting their chin on their hand, staring intently at the pile of paper cubes on the table, looking as serious as two elementary school students pondering a difficult problem.

"It seems... that's really the case."

Xia Qiwei sighed softly, "If one could truly fold it eight times, it would indeed defy common sense, and perhaps it could even lead to the prototype of some kind of miracle, allowing one to grasp new knowledge."

"Right? You agree with my line of thinking, right?"

Tong Yunran immediately perked up, her eyes lighting up. "Want to collaborate on this research with me? You can come to my place tonight; my bathroom is quite spacious, we can take a bath and think about it—"

Xia Qiwei instantly snapped out of her daze and glared at her scheming old classmate.

"Get out of my way. I'm not falling for your tricks."

"Why are you like this? Look at you, you're not getting any younger, do you still want to be a spinster?" Tong Yunran put on a concerned look.

The colleagues around them all lowered their heads, pretending not to see, letting the two "big witches" flirt.

"Roll, roll, roll, roll!"

Xia Qiwei became even angrier and took the opportunity to push Tong Yunran even further away.

Then she remembered the real reason she had called this "annoying person".

"I've taken on a new apprentice, and he's incredibly talented," Xia Qiwei said seriously.

Tong Yunran feigned complete disinterest, merely offering a perfunctory "uh-huh," before returning her attention to the origami game in her hands.

"Hey, are you even listening to me?" Xia Qiwei asked, somewhat angrily.

"Oh dear, I heard that!"

Tong Yunran drawled out the words, then, as if remembering something, her eyes darted around. "I've heard about your apprentice before; he's quite famous. Not only did he get first place in the [Energy Shaping School], but I also heard—he's pretty handsome? Tell me, Xia, have you fallen for your apprentice?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Xia Qiwei's cheeks flushed slightly, and she pushed Tong Yunran away again, saying, "If you keep making jokes like this, I'm really going to get angry."

Upon seeing Xia Qiwei's angry expression, Tong Yunran immediately changed her attitude, moved closer, and said in a flattering tone, "Xia, don't be like that. I was just joking. I won't say it again."

Xia Qiwei sighed softly and decided to get back to the main topic.

"I'd like to recommend him to the Witches' Sisterhood," and I need a recommender to sign their name along with me.

"I see."

Tong Yunran continued folding the card in her hand, asking without looking up, "Does he have [witch blood]?"

"Of course there is. With such high talent, how could there not be?"

Xia Qiwei spoke with certainty, then added, "And I've met his sister; she's quite beautiful."

"Oh?"

Tong Yunran finally raised her head, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes behind her glasses. "Prettier than you were when you were a child?"

She asked this because, within the witch community, there was a widely accepted but unverified belief:

A witch's beauty is often commensurate with her potential talents.

In other words, the more beautiful a witch is, the greater her potential achievements will be in the future.

Xia Qiwei thought about it carefully for a moment, then, seemingly with a hint of reluctance, she softly admitted, "Then I can only say—she's prettier than me."

"Really?"

Tong Yunran put down the piece of paper in her hand, looking quite surprised. "This is the first time I've heard you be so humble."

"I'm not being modest. I recently met her in person, and she really is—absolutely stunning." Xia Qiwei's tone was very certain.

"Yeah?"

Tong Yunran scratched his head and fell into a brief moment of thought.

"So? Would you like to sign your name as a nominee with me?"

"So how many [magic loops] does he have now?" Tong Yunran asked again.

"I estimate there are more than seventy."

"Ah—that means it's less than a hundred, not even at the level of a [Formal Card Master] yet."

"But his [Magic Circuit] has a very high power output, so it can't be judged by common sense," Xia Qiwei emphasized.

Tong Yunran frowned her beautiful brows and shook her head vigorously.

"No, no. Although Xia, you asked me for help, and I should have agreed 100%, I have to give you some advice on this matter."

"What?"

"He's not even a certified Card Master. You're letting him join the Witch Sisters' Guild and take on those dangerous missions now; you're just ruining him."

"How did I hurt him?"

"You know perfectly well that the missions issued by the Witch Sisters are generally extremely dangerous. Sending a [Trainee Card Master] to do it is like pushing him into a fire pit, isn't it?"

"But he's really amazing; his combat skills far surpass those of his peers."

"No matter how capable you are, it won't work; this is a matter of principle."

"Then no matter what mission he gets, I'll personally support him from behind, is that alright?"

Xia Qiwei proposed a compromise.

"Huh? Does that mean you have to take care of him all the time?"

Tong Yunran frowned even more and shook her head more vigorously. "Then I can't recommend it at all."

"Why?"

"Because I'm jealous," Tong Yunran said bluntly, even deliberately pursing her lips.

Shaki rolled her eyes in exasperation and continued explaining, "But he really needs to become a member of the Witches' Sisterhood right now. Only then can he legally obtain the Hunter's License issued by the Sisterhood." Otherwise, carrying so many combat-type cards is illegal, and they would all be confiscated if discovered.

"You're really something as a teacher."

Tong Yunran shook his head, his tone teasing, "Knowing full well that your apprentice hasn't reached the level of a [Formal Card Master], you still dare to let him carry around a bunch of combat cards. It's like giving a nuclear button to a three-year-old."

"Why can't you understand?"

Xia Qiwei grew anxious and emphasized again, "Although he's not yet a [Formal Card Master], his actual skill level far surpasses that of an average [Formal Card Master]!"

Tong Yunran pursed her lips, picked up a new piece of paper and began folding it, muttering under her breath, "Keep bragging. I think you're just bewitched by handsome men. It's infuriating! I'm so sincere to you, and you won't even glance at me. Now that a new apprentice has arrived, you're all over him—"

"Stop talking nonsense, are you going to help me or not?"

Xia Qiwei's patience was running out, and her tone became threatening.

But at that moment, there was a knock on the office door, and then Zhang Qingzhe pushed the door open and walked in.

"Professor, I have a problem—" Zhang Qingzhe stopped mid-sentence.