The Dark Witch Just Matured
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Level 41!"
"Level 42!"
"Level 43!"
Amidst the onlookers' loud exclamations, Bai Jiacao continued to advance.
She was visibly getting more and more exhausted as she walked. She no longer had the feeling of being able to lift heavy weights lightly and dance gracefully.
Bean-sized beads of sweat kept rolling down from her red cheeks and evaporated on her slightly trembling muscles, turning into a faint layer of white mist.
Her skin was also suffused with mysterious and complicated spirit tattoos that were as beautiful as feathers. It was as if a pair of beautiful wings were converging from her shoulder blade to her back.
She began to hesitate and frown, thinking hard about the best way to go up.
At Level 43, she stopped for a full 30 seconds and repeatedly adjusted the position of the cauldron.