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Bound to Witch of Destruction – Chapter 343

Chapter 343: Bedroom and Wardrobe

Although the infighting was entertaining, the outcome was unsatisfactory. In a matter of seconds, nearly a hundred people were killed or injured. Even true martial experts like the dark-faced strong man were transformed into crying witches, becoming sparkling Fire Obsidian. Qing Xiazi’s speed, however, was unusually fast. He flickered like a ghost on the battlefield a few times, collected ten more Obsidian stones, and then fled north, disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this situation, Xia Feng frowned. This was really troublesome. Although Qing Xiazi and his followers had used up 30 Obsidian stones when they first awakened, there were still 200 intact Obsidian stones remaining. Additionally, Qing Xiazi had collected about 60 more on the battlefield. That made a total of 260 Obsidian stones. Xia Feng had never seen such a large quantity of Obsidian stones before, and he was very tempted. If he could snatch, or rather, borrow them, it would be enough for him to easily complete his Water Obsidian collection. Furthermore, he could increase the number of times he could activate his Enlightenment Domain by several folds, achieving ‘Enlightenment Domain freedom’ in the future.

Based on his observations, not all crying witches turned into Obsidian stones after death. The longer a crying witch lived, the higher the probability of it turning into Obsidian stones upon death. For example, crying witches that were recently assimilated had a very low chance of turning into Obsidian stones upon death, almost negligible, unless their Spirit Pressure rank was as high as the Venerable realm, in which case they would turn into Obsidian stones 100% of the time. Therefore, among the approximately one hundred people from both sides on the battlefield, only three turned into Obsidian stones after death.

However, that was no longer important. The main concern now was that Qing Xiazi had escaped! He had fled with a fortune! Was this guy’s objective not the Witch’s Key? Why did he run away like this? Xia Feng’s brow furrowed.

After the chaotic battle, the crying witches were wiped out, leaving only about a dozen survivors outside. The white-haired old man, Jiang Qiue, and Yuji Pao were all still alive. These three had no intention of pursuing Qing Xiazi; they remained guarding the Water Curtain Cave, seemingly determined to stay there until Xia Feng and his companion came out.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged glances. Neither of them hesitated. They immediately activated their Six-Tails Spirit Robe and Nascent Ten Sacred Armor to increase their speed and then rushed out of the Water Curtain Cave, heading north at extreme speed. If Qing Xiazi hadn’t appeared yet, they would certainly not have dared to rush out like this. But things were different now. The Black Moon Holy See was almost entirely wiped out, and there were no crying witches blocking them outside. There was no longer any force that could stop the two of them here. If it weren’t for the more important matter of pursuing the Obsidian stones, Xia Feng wouldn’t have minded fighting the few remaining weaklings from the Black Moon Holy See.

“Chase!” With the green-dressed woman’s clear voice, the remaining few followed closely behind Xia Feng and his companion, biting at their heels. Xia Feng, guided by his sense of the Obsidian stones, accurately pinpointed Qing Xiazi’s escape direction. They traveled for about half an hour through the dense purple mist.

Emerging from the mist, the two arrived in a region not covered by the purple fog. It was a rocky area the size of a playground. In the center of the jagged gray stones stood a teleportation gate. Qing Xiazi piloted a shuttle-shaped boat and plunged into it. Xia Feng also conjured a shuttle-shaped boat and followed closely behind. The teleportation gate surprisingly connected to space outside the island. In the azure blue Eternal Flow Sea, two dark shuttle-shaped boats appeared one after another, fleeing rapidly into the void ahead.

Xia Feng glanced back. A dense fleet, like scattered stars, completely surrounded the island shrouded in purple mist, enforcing a total blockade. They hadn’t fled far when Jiang Qiue and others emerged from the Eternal Flow Sea in a massive ship, pursuing the three.

“Logically speaking, Witch Island’s spatial channels should have been blocked by Lord Meng’en, making spatial teleportation impossible,” Yuji Pao said on the ship, looking at the Black Moon fleet still silently hovering around Witch Island. He frowned and spoke in a deep voice. “This teleportation gate, however, successfully sent us out, and the main fleet didn’t even seem to detect any anomaly.”

Clearly, there was an insider within the Black Moon Holy See who had colluded with the Burning Heaven Sacred Hall, helping them escape. This allowed the teleportation gate to slip through the cracks and not be successfully blocked.

“Let’s not worry about that for now,” Jiang Qiue said, shaking her head. Her ethereal beautiful eyes narrowed. “Contact Xu Meng’en. Neither Qing Xiazi nor the masked man can be allowed to escape.”

“Yes.”

Xia Feng and his companion hadn’t fled far when they noticed Jiang Qiue’s ship slowly approaching from behind. “This won’t do. That demoness Jiang Qiue will surely find help. Then, the Goddess Hall and the Golden Sparrow Flower, those persistent nuisances, will track us down again.” Xia Feng felt a headache coming on. As they fled, it felt like their pursuers weren’t decreasing but actually increasing.

“Mr. Xia, we don’t necessarily have to risk our lives escaping like this,” Mu Qingtong said, gazing at the pursuing ship with a thoughtful expression. “Sometimes, the most dangerous place is the safest.”

“Oh?” Xia Feng followed her gaze and was taken aback. “You’re not thinking of…?”

Mu Qingtong smiled slightly. “What do you say? Want to give it a try?”

“Trying it will mean death!” Xia Feng no longer held back and directly activated his Holy Knight Space. At the same time, Mu Qingtong turned their shuttle-shaped boat and charged directly towards Jiang Qiue’s ship!

“Where did they go?” Yuji Pao asked, his expression full of doubt.

“It’s some kind of spatial spirit artifact,” Jiang Qiue said, her beautiful eyes narrowing. “Don’t mind it. Continue pursuing. The flanks and rear have already been sealed by spatial barriers set up by the main fleet. Even if they use spatial spirit artifacts to become invisible and escape, they can only go forward.”

While they were speaking, they didn’t notice a shuttle-shaped boat rushing directly towards them from ahead. However, just as they were about to collide, the hull instantly vanished. Two black-robed figures, in a state of异空间 (different dimension), directly penetrated the ship’s outer shell and entered the cabin. The ship continued to move forward, and the figures of the two black-robed individuals passed through walls. Finally, at Xia Feng’s mental command, they exited the Holy Knight Space and returned to the Real World.

They appeared in a dark, narrow space. Peeking through a crack, they saw what seemed to be a woman’s bedroom outside, complete with a dressing table, a vase of flowers, an easel, and a few pieces of women’s underwear scattered on the bed.

“We seem to be inside a wardrobe. What is it with wardrobes again?” Xia Feng thought to himself, activating his Bronze Mask and Bronze Concealment to lower his presence and enter a state of complete invisibility. This was to prevent the people in the ship’s main control room from detecting the sudden appearance of two living beings on board.

[Through several instances of traversing the Holy Knight Space, Mu Qingtong has gained a certain understanding of using alternate dimensions to achieve concealment effects. Simultaneously, under perilous circumstances, her inspiration surged, and she suddenly had further ideas for invisibility-type spirit robes, leading to significant improvements in Bronze Concealment. You have gained a new understanding of Bronze Concealment—]

[C·Bronze Concealment → B·Bronze Concealment]
[Qingtong Production, Must Be Quality Goods]
[Effect: You can achieve perfect invisibility and expand the scope of invisibility to all matter within ten cubic meters. Your concealment can resist the scrutiny and investigation of spirit artifacts below A-class. (If performing large-scale movements/actions, the invisibility effect will be significantly weakened and can be easily detected by spirit masters with high Agility/Spirit values.)]
[Optimization Improvement 1: Invisibility range expanded to 20 cubic meters, can resist inspections up to S-class evolution level.]
[Optimization Improvement 2: In invisibility state, your arms can perform large-scale movements, foot positions can be moved within a very small range, and sounds below 20 decibels can be emitted.]
[Optimization Improvement 3]


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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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