Chapter 115: Intensive Close Combat with Miss Mu
The scarlet-haired maid held the black-dressed woman, her pure pink pupils scanning her surroundings with utmost focus. Her master’s kind could appear anywhere; she had to be careful— Wait? She suddenly felt her spirit body distort, clearly sensing a man’s body condense within her in an instant, filling her—
Whoosh—Due to the incompatibility of their spirit bodies, hers was forcibly shifted back one position!
Xia Feng replaced the maid, his hands clamping around the black-dressed woman’s slender neck. A cold laugh curled his lips as he leaned close to her small earlobe, “Is t-h-a-t all?”
As the man’s deep, teasing murmur tickled her ear, two pale golden fox tails, emerging from behind her, unleashed sharp, sting-like spirit pressure that pierced Mu Qingtong’s chest. The intense pain made her arch forward subconsciously.
However, the calm, beautiful eyes beneath the half-frame gold-rimmed glasses curved slightly, a frenzied excitement, unlike anything she’d felt before, suddenly igniting within them.
“Mr. Xia, what are you so smug about?”
The woman’s soft voice echoed eerily in the darkness. Xia Feng lowered his head in confusion, only to find that the woman he was holding had inexplicably turned into the maid. His released second tail had pierced the maid’s heart!
The maid’s spirit body abruptly disintegrated. Simultaneously, a slender hand reached from behind, clamping his jaw and tilting his head up. Her soft lips brushed his ear, and her cool, aloof voice carried a hint of teasing, “Is this your limit?”
Could she perform spatial replacement with the maid? Xia Feng craned his neck, his mind racing with possibilities. At the same time, Mu Qingtong employed the same tactic, her two pale golden pointed tails lunging towards his chest!
Bang! He used his own second tail to fiercely protect his chest, blocking the attack. Golden flames erupted around them, scattering waves of energy.
[Seeing your tenacious resistance, Mu Qingtong’s mind moved, further analyzing the Spirit Particle Structure of ‘Six-Tails,’ greatly increasing your understanding of Spirit Robes.]
Xia Feng’s black eyes narrowed slightly, and he unleashed his third tail first! But as the long tail formed from his tailbone, about to pierce the abdomen of the woman pressed against him from behind, he suddenly felt—
His tail was rapidly entwined by Mu Qingtong’s emerging tail!
Xia Feng’s pupils contracted rapidly, his lower back arching forward subconsciously—He didn’t know why, but his third tail actually had a tactile sensation! He clearly felt his tail tangling with Mu Qingtong’s, and as she yanked fiercely—
Xia Feng let out an involuntary muffled groan.
In the darkness, the atmosphere of battle fell into an unsettling, dead silence.
Mu Qingtong looked at the man’s profile with a puzzled expression, her gaze odd, “What’s your name?”
“…I didn’t say anything!”
“You did.”
“You’re hurting me, and I can’t even cry out?” Xia Feng’s voice was stiff.
“But you cried out strangely.”
“Strangely?” Xia Feng sneered, his tone laced with contempt, “People with dirty minds think dirty thoughts. Miss Mu, what are you thinking?”
“Heh~” Mu Qingtong chuckled with interest and yanked again!
“!!!!”
His tailbone connected to his spinal nerves, and fine currents shot through to his brain. Xia Feng’s neck snapped back violently, almost causing him to cry out in pain again—
Mu Qingtong quietly watched Mr. Xia grit his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead, his eyes filled with a strange anger in the dim light. She narrowed her beautiful eyes and curved them slightly. Yes, this was it! This expression was truly delightful.
But just then, her curved, smiling eyes froze, her golden irises dilating. Xia Feng, seizing the moment of her distraction, suddenly yanked back with all his might!
Mu Qingtong’s legs instantly went weak, and she nearly collapsed.
“Miss Mu, what are you thinking? A mere second-stage dare to compete with me in spirit pressure?” Xia Feng, having discovered the trick, turned the tables and began to toy with the woman behind him.
Mu Qingtong keenly sensed Xia Feng increasing his spirit pressure output. She found herself gradually unable to match Xia Feng’s strength in their tail struggle. Her entire body went soft, and she let out a muffled groan, slumping onto Xia Feng’s back.
“Is that all? Is that all?” Xia Feng patted the soft little face on his shoulder, regaining his arrogance. “Miss Mu, you’re no good either. I thought you were much stronger~”
“…” Mu Qingtong wanted to pull away, but this time it was Xia Feng who wrapped his tails around her, refusing to let go, occasionally giving a tug that sent electric currents jolting through her spinal nerves, leaving her unable to move.
Seeing himself gaining the upper hand, Xia Feng let out a small sigh of relief and turned around. The swaying black-dressed woman immediately slumped into his arms.
The two long tails by their legs were still entwined together. Every two seconds, Xia Feng would give a tug, making Mu Qingtong twitch and rendering her completely defenseless.
Seeing this situation, Xia Feng became completely unfazed. He deliberately leaned down to the black-dressed woman’s flushed ear and whispered innocently, “Oh? Miss Mu, what’s your name?”
“!!!” Flames ignited in Mu Qingtong’s golden eyes, and the symbols began to spin again.
Xia Feng froze, his expression vacant. Mu Qingtong seized the opportunity to retreat, but a woman suddenly appeared from behind, pressing her firmly and pushing her back into Xia Feng’s arms.
She instantly became a sandwich between Xia Feng and the Princess Consort.
“Madam, please surrender. You cannot defeat Master,” the Princess Consort’s melodious voice reached Mu Qingtong’s ears. She couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, Madam??
At this moment, Xia Feng’s gaze cleared. He was now third-stage, his mental power greatly enhanced. Although he could still be controlled by Mu Qingtong, he could now recover his senses within three seconds at most.
The Princess Consort’s Gui Domain had long since vanished, but as a contracted creature capable of free action, she was perfect for restraining Mu Qingtong while he was under hypnosis and control.
Moreover, Mu Qingtong’s control ability had a cooldown period. According to Xia Feng’s estimation, after using it once, she would need about 20 seconds to use it again.
Therefore, during these 20 seconds of cooldown, Xia Feng could do as he pleased again. He looked at the World-Ending Witch sandwiched between him and the Princess Consort, reaching out to gently pat her little head.
“Tsk, tsk, Miss Mu, you’re nothing special~ I thought you were much stronger~”
His tone was contemptuous and disappointed.
But to be honest, he was a little disappointed.
After the entire battle, his second tail had only evolved into a third tail, and he hadn’t learned any new Spirit Robes.
Staring at Xia Feng’s infuriatingly smug expression once again, Mu Qingtong’s gaze deepened. For some reason, she even heard a hint of disappointment in Xia Feng’s arrogant tone.
It wasn’t intentional provocation; it was genuine!
Seriously, doesn’t this guy think he’s already won?
Tsk—Mu Qingtong’s slightly dehydrated voice was calm and unperturbed, “Mr. Xia, I must say, you have successfully angered me.”
“Oh?” Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, his black eyes looking down at her, and he reached out to gently pat her cheek, “So what? Miss Mu, it seems you can only resort to empty threats now.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a purple light suddenly flared in the center of Mu Qingtong’s disheveled, damp forehead!
It was a multifaceted purple gemstone, its luster resembling a purple crystal radiating starlight. The moment it emerged from her brow, it dissolved into a卍-shaped, hazy purple mist, then reformed into a purple gemstone, repeating this cycle indefinitely.
The instant he saw this object, Xia Feng felt a terrifying sense of crisis that sent chills down his spine. His expression changed, and he quickly retreated backward, stepping on electricity.
Wild purple light streams raged in the dark room. The black-dressed woman tilted her slender neck, her arms spread wide as she slowly ascended. Her silvery-white hair whipped wildly behind her.
To Xia Feng’s astonishment, Mu Qingtong’s aura began to surge rapidly, and her spirit pressure began to skyrocket.
She hadn’t advanced in level, but her spirit pressure instantly soared to the peak of the third stage, buzzing—
And there was no sign of it stopping!
It directly reached the pinnacle of the third stage!
Haa—The silver-haired, black-dressed woman opened her eyes. Her pale golden beautiful eyes gazed down from above, exuding an inexplicable imperial aura, as if an empress had ascended the throne. She looked at Xia Feng calmly.
“…”
Xia Feng’s face stiffened. He slowly retreated step by step, his back hitting the solid doorframe with a soft thud.
His hands behind his back fumbled frantically for the doorknob, but it was futile.
“Warning! Warning! Unauthorized personnel attempting to force open the door will be subjected to electric shock punishment—Warning! Warning! Unauthorized…”
Amidst the safety door’s alarm, the purple light in the room vanished completely, leaving only darkness.
Silent. As long as they were of the same level, Xia Feng was completely unable to resist Mu Qingtong’s spirit artifact control. This was the weakness caused by insufficient mental power.
Now that the Gui Domain had been used, there were no counter-measures left.
Tap—
Tap————
In the darkness, the woman’s unhurried footsteps drew closer. Xia Feng tried to run, but found his body was no longer his own.
He was completely unable to move.
Silently, a soft, slender hand emerged from the darkness and gently pressed against his left chest.
Thump! Thump-thump—
“Mr. Xia, your heart rate is accelerating. Are you scared?”
His fingertips slid up his neck, the pad of his index finger pressing against his jaw, gently lifting it.
Xia Feng was forced to raise his head, finally able to see a pair of majestic golden eyes gazing down at him in the darkness. She said calmly, “If you’re scared, Mr. Xia, you can choose to surrender.”
!
[Mu Qingtong was internally ecstatic, thus she gained insight into matrix-type Spirit Particle Structures, further analyzing ‘Six-Tails.’ Your understanding of Spirit Robes greatly increased.]
Swish—
Four pale golden mist tails drifted behind the black-dressed woman.
Xia Feng’s black eyes widened, his heart filled with a flicker of joy. She’d gained insight again? It seemed this battle couldn’t end so easily!
Only Xia Feng’s face could move, but he remained silent. His black eyes met the woman’s gaze indifferently, a dismissive sneer on his face, projecting an attitude of fearless defiance, as if daring her to strike him.
The black-dressed woman’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
[Your expression is causing Mu Qingtong’s joyful emotions to enter a heightened state, thus she gained insight into linear Spirit Particle Structures. Your understanding of Spirit Robes slightly increased, and you successfully mastered N-level Spirit Robe ‘Tail Touch’.]
[N·Tail Touch]
[Can amplify the sensory perception of Spirit Robes materialized as tails. Sensations such as pain, itching, numbness, and soreness are amplified twofold.]
Xia Feng: “???”
Miss Witch, why are you learning this kind of Spirit Robe at this time?
And, joyful emotions? What are you joyful about?!
In his terror, Xia Feng wanted to retract his three tails, but he couldn’t control them at all. Once released, the three tails didn’t require spirit pressure to maintain their form; they simply lost their offensive and defensive capabilities.
“Mr. Xia, I am very pleased. You are indeed a worthy opponent for me.”
The black-dressed woman’s cool, delicate face remained calm. While her slender hand gripped Xia Feng’s jaw, the misty, velvety tails beneath her feet quietly entwined his ankles.
Xia Feng’s face stiffened. What was this witch planning to do?!
No! He couldn’t let this continue. Xia Feng hurriedly said, “Wait, wait a minute! I surr—”
His words were cut short. He suddenly realized he couldn’t speak! His spirit pressure was even blocked, preventing him from even transmitting a message.
His pupils dilated rapidly. He watched helplessly as the black-dressed woman’s cool, delicate face loomed closer, leaning into his ear, and whispering, “Mr. Xia, what were you saying just now?”
In the darkness, Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes seemed to curve downwards, a flash of teasing amusement quickly vanishing, before returning to their usual calm and gentle expression. She asked lightly, “Hmm?”
Seeing Xia Feng remain silent, merely glaring at her in annoyance, Mu Qingtong said softly with feigned helplessness, “It seems Mr. Xia is still unconvinced. In that case, I have no choice but to make you—”
Her tone suddenly turned cold, her golden eyes filled with majesty, “Truly submit to me!”
Three minutes later.
[Your humiliation has caused Mu Qingtong’s emotions to reach a complete climax, thus she profoundly understood linear Spirit Particle Structures. Your understanding of Spirit Robes greatly increased, and you successfully mastered D-level Spirit Robe ‘Super Tail Touch’.]
Five minutes later.
[Your “never beg for mercy” stance is greatly appreciated by Mu Qingtong. Your understanding of Spirit Robes greatly increased, and you successfully mastered D-level Spirit Robe ‘Unyielding’.]
[D·Unyielding]
[When subjected to humiliation, your physique, including but not limited to your five senses, hematopoiesis, speed, and strength, gains a two-fold amplification.]
Xia Feng was in despair. Even with him letting Mu Qingtong humiliate him like this, why were they all such useless Spirit Robes? Couldn’t this perverted witch learn something useful!!
Xia Feng felt he couldn’t wait any longer. Waiting would only lead to more useless Spirit Robes.
It was time to let this foolish witch know that she, in reality, wasn’t strong enough yet!
Xia Feng’s black eyes were vacant, his breathing rapid as he slumped against the door. The black-dressed woman stood before him, her pale golden eyes gazing down, the tip of her tail somewhat roughly hooking his jaw, “Well? Are you convinced?”
Xia Feng found he could finally speak, but he still remained silent. He slowly raised his vacant black eyes, a deliberate hint of mockery in his indifferent gaze, as if ridiculing Mu Qingtong’s arrogance and ridiculousness.
“Copy!” A thought crossed his mind.
Instantly, a flood of information regarding the Black Crow’s Spirit Artifacts surged into his mind.
[Target: Spirit Artifact Space]
[Detected being attacked by Spirit Artifact Space, Copy successful—]
[Current Spirit Artifact slots are full. Overwrite?]
[Overwrite N·Wind Listening Ring successful—]
[Current Spirit Artifact slots: Forest Scepter (C), Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor (B), Spirit Artifact Space (A)]
[A·Spirit Artifact Space]
[Absorbs target’s soul into this space. If the Spirit Artifact’s avatar is defeated, the target can awaken Spirit Energy.]
[Note 1: Target’s soul can be forcibly absorbed into this space. The absorption effect varies based on the difference in spirit pressure between the user and the target.]
[Note 2: When the target gazes into your eyes, the absorption effect can be amplified.]
After thoroughly tormenting the infuriating man, Mu Qingtong felt more content than ever.
She was just about to force Xia Feng to reveal the truth behind Anubi’s death when she suddenly noticed that beneath Xia Feng’s listlessly raised eyelids, his black eyes still held a mocking glint.
Still not convinced? Her beautiful eyes were calm, and she instinctively met Xia Feng’s gaze, her expression freezing.
“Wh—” She suddenly felt a mental daze, a horrifying sensation that her soul was about to leave her body.
Bad! This guy actually had a hidden trump card! Mu Qingtong quickly realized the problem and hurriedly averted her gaze, but it was too late.
Her soul suddenly left her body!
*Clack—*
The black-dressed woman, her eyes vacant, instantly went limp and fell into Xia Feng’s arms.
