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Bound to Witch of Destruction – Chapter 507

Chapter 507: Dragon King Blood Contract

“Cross the Holy Solution Ceremony?”

Xia Feng’s eyes flickered with curiosity. He raised an eyebrow, “How do we cross it?”

The Old Dragon King’s vertical pupils were calm and collected. He did not answer directly. “So, are you interested?”

Xia Feng fell into thought, about to say something.

“Don’t believe him, he’s lying to you,” Jiang Qiue said from the side, crossing her arms. “I’ve never heard of a way to skip the Holy Solution Ceremony in this world.”

However, before she could finish, the Old Dragon King presented the contract glowing with golden light to Xia Feng. “Dragon King Blood Contract, witnessed by the laws of heaven and earth. With this in existence, do you still think I would lie to you? Moreover, my method is even more powerful than S-grade…”

At this point, the Old Dragon King’s voice abruptly stopped.

“What?” Xia Feng looked up.

The Old Dragon King shook his head, his ancient voice deepening slightly. “In conclusion, you can rest assured. I am old and have no need to deceive you.”

Xia Feng thought for a moment and then tentatively reached out to touch the contract. Related information flooded into his mind.

The contract’s content was very fair, listing detailed terms and conditions that eliminated any possibility of playing word games.

Simply put, Xia Feng had to find a way to break the Spirit Mountain seal. If he succeeded within a thousand years, the Old Dragon King would grant one of Xia Feng’s wishes within his power, including “direct and complete Holy Solution.”

However, what made Xia Feng hesitate was that the Old Dragon King pointed out that the wish could only be fulfilled after breaking the Spirit Mountain seal, because His soul main body was buried within Spirit Mountain, and only the soul main body had the ability to grant Xia Feng’s wish.

Thus, it seemed impossible to get an advance payment.

Xia Feng fell into contemplation. The Dragon King Blood Contract was a law-based contract exclusively for dragon race members, possessing immense credibility. The prerequisite for its use was that both parties must possess high-status Dragon race bloodlines.

And if the Old Dragon King violated this contract, although he would not die, his godhead would shatter, his primordial divine power would be completely dispersed, and he would trigger the most severe divine tribulation.

Xia Feng could see that the Old Dragon King was sincere.

This contract did not force him to complete the agreement. Even if he did not break the Spirit Mountain seal within a thousand years, the contract would simply dissipate, with no punishment whatsoever.

For this reason, after a moment of thought, Xia Feng no longer hesitated and agreed. “Alright.”

Breaking the Spirit Mountain seal was indeed very difficult, but he would take it one step at a time. If an opportunity arose, he could try.

Besides, it was a contract with no repercussions, so why not sign it?

Xia Feng bit his finger, and a drop of golden blood fell onto the contract. Instantly, golden patterns spread out, and the contract paper split into two, transforming into two law chains forming golden dragons that shot into the foreheads of Xia Feng and the Old Dragon King respectively.

“Thus, if there is nothing else, you two may leave,” the Old Dragon King waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the darkness below. The surging sea of corpses stretched for a thousand miles, boundless.

“This monster’s consciousness has been becoming more active lately. I cannot be distracted for too long, or it will take the opportunity to assimilate me. You two should not stay here too long either, or your consciousness and minds will eventually be affected by that monster.”

“What is this Snowfield consciousness?” Xia Feng asked in confusion.

“I wish I knew,” the Old Dragon King said, his sparse white eyebrows drooping. He waved at the two of them. “Let’s go.”

Xia Feng and Jiang Qiue suddenly flickered, as if dropping frames, and rapidly retreated thousands, tens of thousands of miles.

Below them was a collapsed snowfield, with countless withered hands extending from hell, emitting whimpering, taunting wails. A blizzard raged in the sky, rapidly filling this netherworld, burying the magnificent dragon head that towered like a mountain in the distance, restoring it to its majestic snow-capped appearance.

All these magnificent yet eerie scenes quickly receded and shrunk in Xia Feng’s vision, eventually disappearing into the serene darkness as specks of light. Snapping back from this peculiar state, which felt like time reversing, Xia Feng glanced at his pocket watch’s location, surprised to find that he and Jiang Qiue had somehow exited the Black Abyss and returned directly to the position where they first entered Bei Qiu Abyss!

The past five days felt like a dream.

As he pondered, he looked up and met the ethereal, beautiful eyes of the woman in the green dress.

In the darkness, the atmosphere was silent.

They looked at each other for less than half a second before Jiang Qiue said calmly, “Let’s go. There are still 25 days until Bei Qiu Abyss closes, and we can still look for clues to the ‘Saint’s Remains’.”

Seeing that she seemed to have truly let go of their past animosity and no longer intended to hunt him, Xia Feng nodded. After confirming the direction of the main group on his pocket watch, he turned and spread his fire wings, slowly flying forward.

In the darkness, the woman in the green dress lowered her gaze, her expression indifferent. She followed the black-haired boy at a leisurely pace, maintaining a distance of about three meters.

After only two seconds of forward movement, as the woman in the green dress raised her eyes, a spiritual light flickered faintly in her wrist, hidden within her sleeve.

A sacred cyan vortex suddenly appeared under the black-haired boy’s feet.

As the boy fell into the vortex, he did not forget to give her the middle finger. The black eyes of his cute little face sparkled, and his lips curled into a playful, mocking smile.

“Stupid fox, do you think I’m as stupid as you?” a light, mocking thought echoed in Jiang Qiue’s mind through the Bee Swarm Will.

Without waiting for Jiang Qiue to respond, the sacred cyan vortex closed, and Xia Feng disappeared along with it.

“!!!”

“!!!!!!”

The woman in the green dress floated in the air, her immortal face icy cold, her beautiful eyes serene and unwavering. However, her fists, hidden in her sleeves, showed faint blue veins bulging.

The cute little face of Xia Feng, along with his arrogant and mocking expression, played repeatedly in her mind, sometimes close, sometimes far, as if small hands were slapping her face, and childish low voices were mocking her at her ear.

The burning fire in her heart gradually turned a dark, murky hue. The woman in the green dress took a deep breath, frowned, and subtly lifted her slender fingers to rub her temples. She sighed as if to herself, “Really…”

“Disobedient…” As she spoke, her green-dressed figure silently dissolved, transforming into a green butterfly that flickered and vanished.

*

The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, the sky is high enough for birds to fly.

Xia Feng felt an unprecedented sense of freedom. He looked back at the endless darkness behind him, feeling a surge of joy.

He had never believed the Green-haired Fox’s nonsense from the beginning. Who was she to say she never lied?

This woman, with her seemingly pure and chaste immortal appearance, was actually full of lies and habitual deception. This was a fact Xia Feng had long recognized.

Therefore, before making the deal with the Old Dragon King, he had secretly transmitted a message to the Old Dragon King, arranging for a long-distance spatial vortex to be placed beneath his feet, allowing him to escape at any time.

Of course, Xia Feng knew that Jiang Qiue would be able to find him again very quickly.

So now, he needed to find Miss Mu as soon as possible.

Even if he hadn’t learned Blood Spirit Construction yet, he would have Miss Mu to protect him and teach this Green-haired Fox a lesson!

However, there was a problem now: where could he find the main group?

Xia Feng frowned as he looked at the map on his pocket watch. He was currently in the Blood Cave, but he only knew that the Super geniuses’ destination was the Blood Cave, not their specific locations.

This left Xia Feng somewhat at a loss.

However, not long after he started moving, to his surprise, the synchronized information for the Calamity Demon Heart reacted!


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Bound to Witch of Destruction

Bound to Witch of Destruction

我绑定了灭世魔女
Score 6.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
After Xia Feng found himself transmigrated, he faced a horrifying twist—his heart had been inexplicably removed. In its place was a damaged, malevolent heart with a grim expiration date: it would only last eighteen years. But this wasn’t just any heart; it was a magical one, capable of synchronizing with the strength of its chosen target. To survive, Xia Feng made a desperate choice: he bound himself to the future villain destined to bring about the world’s destruction—the Witch of Destruction. Her strength would become his strength. The more powerful she grew, the more powerful he would become! With this newfound connection, Xia Feng quickly realized that picking fights wasn’t just a bad habit—it was a survival strategy. With a sly grin, he taunted, “Miss Witch, I’ll admit you’re strong… but not strong enough!”

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