Chapter 345 345 Disco Dancing
The wardrobe was eventually a bit stuffy and cramped.
Feeling the scorching heat becoming more unbearable, Mu Qingtong no longer fidgeted. Instead, her expression calm, she leaned back slightly.
Mr. Xia’s arm around her waist stiffened, and his breathing by her ear grew more rapid.
Sensing Mr. Xia’s desperate craving, controlled by desire, and his struggle for restraint, Mu Qingtong narrowed her indifferent, beautiful eyes, a barely perceptible curve forming at the corner of her lips.
However, she said nothing, merely changing the topic to introduce the Yin-Yang Mirror:
“According to the information I obtained, Che Tai Xian is a Walker under the Eastern Venerable, highly valued by the Burning Heaven Dao for possessing the Yin-Yang Mirror, and is an influential figure in the Burning Heaven Dao.”
Mu Qingtong’s voice was as soft and gentle as ever, but Xia Feng felt he could barely hold on. The pheromones quietly infiltrated his soul and mind, making him want to simply satisfy his desire directly against the beautiful curves of the black-dressed woman.
But he still had some dignity. If he did that, his reputation would be completely ruined, and he would be laughed at by this woman for life!
He shook the chaotic thoughts from his mind, took a deep breath, and asked with doubt, “And who is the Eastern Venerable?”
“The Burning Heaven Sacred Hall openly has four Venerable Realm powerhouses, known as the Four Great Venerables. The Eastern Venerable is one of them.”
Mu Qingtong explained, “Below each Venerable, there are three Walkers, similar to the rank settings in the legions. The Walker rank requires at least True Martial First Realm strength.”
“Che Tai Xian is True Martial Second Realm, a Walker under the Eastern Venerable, possessing the A-class Spirit Artifact, the Yin-Yang Mirror.”
“Furthermore, according to the intelligence gathered by the Black Moon’s dark agents, the Yin-Yang Mirror’s ability seems to be related to Dual Cultivation.”
“As long as there are enough specific Spiritual Materials, the Yin-Yang Mirror can greatly enhance a Spirit Master’s various combat stats and Spirit Pressure density.”
“Ah?”
Xia Feng was stunned. “It has that kind of effect?”
Jiang Qiue had just said that Qing Xiazi collected so much Obsidian to provide Light-Dark Obsidian for the Yin-Yang Mirror.
This Light-Dark Obsidian should be the Spiritual Material required by the Yin-Yang Mirror.
As far as Xia Feng knew,
Obsidian was divided into five types according to their elemental attributes. However, in some special environments, two special attributes outside the five elements could be produced: Light Obsidian and Dark Obsidian.
Witch Island possessed the conditions for producing Light-Dark Obsidian. Xia Feng had observed it in the Water Curtain Cave before. Among the more than two hundred pieces of Obsidian, there were likely five pieces of Light-Dark Obsidian.
Don’t underestimate these five pieces; the rarity of Light-Dark Obsidian was hundreds of times that of the five-element Obsidian. Having five was already incredibly fortunate.
However, regardless of anything else, as long as he followed Qing Xiazi now, he would likely be able to find Che Tai Xian’s whereabouts and then find a way to copy his Spirit Artifact!
Xia Feng thought to himself.
The only problem now was whether their group could keep up with Qing Xiazi’s escape speed.
According to the scene seen by the Eye of Deconstruction, the shuttle-shaped boat driven by Qing Xiazi had already disappeared, and he didn’t know where he had gone.
Fortunately, the Black Moon fleet seemed to be able to track Qing Xiazi’s trace, accelerating at full power in the Eternal Flow Sea.
The Golden Sparrow Flower and the Goddess Hall had also not given up, trailing far behind.
Xia Feng had to admire the persistent spirit of these factions; they could really chase!
“Mr. Xia, are you comfortable leaning on me?”
A light, soft laugh suddenly sounded beside Xia Feng’s ear. His expression faltered slightly, and he raised his eyes, only to see the black-dressed woman turning her exquisitely beautiful little face toward him.
In the dim light, her cool golden eyes hid a mocking amusement, meeting his gaze at extremely close range.
The hot breaths of the two intermingled between their lips and noses. Xia Feng’s heart tightened. At this moment, he was inexplicably drawn to Miss Mu’s beauty. Her bewitching face was elegant and aloof, her pupils like a golden lake hiding arrogance, looking down on the world.
For some reason, Xia Feng desperately wanted to bury himself in Miss Mu’s silver-white long hair and hold her tightly. Thinking of this, he bit his tongue sharply, the stinging pain jolting him back to reality, and he calmed down.
The effect of this pheromone was indeed strange. Mu Qingtong’s mere gaze and a wisp of fragrance from her body could stir his inner craving.
“Mr. Xia, answer me.” Miss Mu’s golden eyes quietly stared at Xia Feng, leaning closer, and she said softly, “Are you comfortable leaning on me?” Xia Feng: “…”
Seeing Xia Feng’s silence, Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes, a mocking smile subtly curving her lips. In fact, she quite enjoyed seeing Mr. Xia appear to be controlled by beastly desires.
She liked seeing Mr. Xia make a fool of himself, driven by these base desires.
Undoubtedly, being easily controlled by beastly desires was Mr. Xia’s fatal weakness.
As long as she exploited this fatal weakness, she might be able to easily crush Mr. Xia’s dignity! Making Mr. Xia completely submit to her under her skirt in an extremely humiliating manner! To become her plaything!
“Indeed.”
But at this moment, the man behind her suddenly steadied his breathing and said with a disdainful smile near her ear, “Miss Mu, you are indeed making me feel very comfortable.”
As he spoke, Xia Feng’s lips directly pressed against her small earlobe, and his ambiguous, husky breath entered her ear canal.
“Very tempting, Miss Mu. I’m very satisfied. Can you twist again?”
“…” Mu Qingtong didn’t expect Xia Feng to show no feeling of humiliation from her taunts. Instead, he seemed to be mocking her.
!
But it was no big deal; this guy wouldn’t last much longer!
The influence of the pheromones would only intensify, and eventually, Mr. Xia would be unable to bear it and release his wicked desires, begging for her kiss.
After all, the only way to dissolve the pheromones was with one of her two fluids. In the current situation, only saliva was feasible.
But whether she was willing to give it would depend on Mr. Xia’s performance.
If Mr. Xia could pant with his tongue out and call her “Master,” and she was in a good mood, then naturally she could—
“Miss Mu, I know what you’re thinking.”
“But I advise you to give up.” Xia Feng suddenly interrupted the World-Ending Witch’s fantasies and, at the same time, urged Spirit Particles to flow into his lower abdomen.
A rose-red character “姒” appeared below his navel. The character was outlined with faint clear red wing-like light flows, which extended into his trouser seams.
This was the Dragon Tattoo planted by Miss Evil Dragon, storing a small amount of Dragon God’s aura for emergencies.
As the Dragon God’s aura was introduced to the back of his neck, the terrifying pheromones generated by the character “桐” on his neck were suppressed again.
Seeing that the influence of the pheromones was successfully removed, Xia Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled confidently:
“Miss Mu, see? In front of my Divine Master, you are just a little piece of trash!”
“…”
“?!”
My, Divine, Master?!
Mu Qingtong’s beautiful, slender eyebrows furrowed, and the faint curve of her beautiful eyes instantly faded, replaced by indifferent coldness.
“Mr. Xia, it seems you and that Divine Master have a very good relationship.”
“Oh? You noticed that too~” Xia Feng narrowed his black eyes, smiling playfully.
“!!”
Seeing his unrestrained demeanor, the displeasure in Mu Qingtong’s heart completely turned into anger, rapidly spreading into a terrifying karmic fire that burned everything.
She hadn’t wanted to use the Fate Stone.
After all, both of them were in danger now, and the Fate Stone’s effect was too intense. Any violent disturbance might alert the enemy.
But, unfortunately…
Mr. Xia always liked to dance on her landmines.
And calling someone “my Divine Master”?
There is an urgent matter to attend to, taking one day off.
