Chapter 436: 436 What, What Was I Thinking!
Chapter 436. What, What Was I Thinking!
However, thankfully, the Nascent Ten Sacred Armor was an A-class Spirit Artifact, and it had been optimized by Xia Feng. The Holy Knight Space, as an A-class space ability, was somewhat restricted but not completely unusable.
He stamped his foot and soared into the sky, fleeing north.
The four Mei Ling Tribe members surrounding the Gothic tower possessed powerful auras: two were six-eyed, and two were five-eyed. Combined with the Spider Man and Huaze Tuo, a direct confrontation was not a wise choice.
He needed to find a place to hide and make a plan.
“Space Spirit Artifact?”
Seeing Xia Feng vanish, the Spider Man and Huaze Tuo frowned. They waited silently for several dozen seconds but never saw Xia Feng reappear. This indicated that the guy’s Spirit Artifact Level was very high, capable of resisting the mandatory pull of the Calamity Realm’s rules.
“He actually got away from this kid,” the Spider Man grumbled, displeased.
*Whoosh—*
The pink, glowing formation in the heavens and earth retracted. Huaze Tuo, unhurried and still smiling, looked north and chuckled, “Interesting.”
“What do we do now?” the Spider Man asked, tilting his head.
“No matter, this little mouse won’t get away,” Huaze Tuo replied with a placid gaze. This human was already as good as dead to him. Even if he escaped for now, he would die sooner or later.
After all, according to the Calamity Realm’s rules, if he wasn’t recognized by a Mei Ling Tribe member within 24 hours, the Queen Mei Ling would know his real-time location and could easily kill him. Under such rules, unless he possessed an exceptionally powerful Psychic-type hypnosis ability to control the consciousness of the Mei Ling Tribe members, the Queen Mei Ling could kill anyone she wished. Therefore, this place was a death trap for that human.
At this moment, a Mei Ling with a purple heart-shaped tail flew from the tower, her expressionless face saying, “Your Highness Huaze, I will continue the search for that human. You should go pay your respects to the Princess now.”
There was no sun in the Calamity Realm, and thus no daytime. The moon’s movement in the sky marked the passage of 24 hours. The so-called “paying respects” referred to visiting the Princess Mei Ling’s seal territory during the middle of the month to pay respects and cultivate marital affection. Today was the last such visit; tomorrow, Princess Mei Ling could leave her seal territory and marry him, completing his plan.
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Xia Feng headed north and discovered that this accursed place was truly vast. The architectural style was predominantly Gothic and dark. The streets were clean, with scattered pedestrians – humans, Calamity Eaters, but mostly Mei Ling Tribe members with their heart-shaped tails swaying. They walked together, chatting and laughing. He had heard before that the Mei Ling Tribe had the highest acceptance rate of humans among the Nightmare Clan, and Xia Feng hadn’t quite believed it, but now, it seemed true.
The combined number of humans and Calamity Eaters in this Calamity Realm was actually quite substantial, with both males and females. If not for the swaying heart-shaped tails, Xia Feng would have almost thought he had returned to the Empire.
Xia Feng disguised himself with a Bronze Mask and blended into the crowd. He soon spotted a peculiar building that made his eyelids twitch. It was a small red pavilion built by the roadside, resembling the telephone booths that had been phased out in the Empire a century ago. Inside, two female Mei Ling Tribe members were tending to each other. As the atmosphere grew more heated, the street lamp on top of the pavilion became brighter, illuminating the pedestrians passing by. The four sides of the pavilion were made of opaque material, so their actions were not known to the passersby, but Xia Feng saw everything clearly with his Eye of Deconstruction.
Walking further, Xia Feng found that there were at least ten such small pavilions on one street, set up every few dozen meters. The street lamps on these pavilions were mostly lit, indicating that Mei Ling were engaged in activity.
Lost in thought, Xia Feng suddenly turned back vigilantly. Three tall female Mei Ling surrounded him. They licked their pink lips with slightly pointed tongues, their alluring little faces cracking into excited and playful smiles. “Human, where is your master?”
Xia Feng: “…”
The yellow-haired Mei Ling at the front opened the door of a nearby pavilion. Inside lay a human woman whose body was twitching uncontrollably. The Mei Ling chuckled, “We’re just missing a ‘root.’ Let’s pull him in while his master is away. We’ll have fun today.”
Hearing this, the two Mei Ling beside him quickly swayed their heart-shaped tails and walked directly towards Xia Feng, their pink beautiful eyes lighting up with excitement.
“…”
Xia Feng’s eyelids twitched. He glanced at Miss Evil Dragon beside him, whose vertical pupils had begun to dangerously narrow. He leaped back into the Holy Knight Space and disappeared.
After this incident, Xia Feng understood that he shouldn’t disguise himself as a human. Even with an ordinary appearance, in this special world where males were scarce, any male, no matter how ugly, would either be sexually harassed and humiliated or revered as a god. “Damn it, when will men ever stand up!” Xia Feng felt indignant for the men in this world.
Learning from his mistake, Xia Feng transformed into the appearance of a male Mei Ling and emerged from the shadows. The Mei Ling Tribe did have males, but their status was even lower than that of human males. This was because they not only had poor Cultivation Talent but also very thin Yang energy, dying after just a few encounters, unlike humans with their ample Yang energy. Consequently, male Mei Ling primarily served as decorative pieces, usually handling household chores for their masters, hatching new Mei Ling, nurturing human infants, and looking after children.
In reality, many races in the Nightmare Clan had Yang energy tens or even hundreds of times that of humans, but unfortunately, for the Mei Ling Tribe, the appearance of those races was too bizarre, making them unable to “consume” them. Thus, human males became their preferred food source, followed by human females. The Mei Ling Tribe consumed both Yang energy and Yin energy, both of which enhanced their strength, though Yang energy was more effective.
While contemplating, Xia Feng suddenly stopped, his ears twitching.
“Did you see that? It’s Your Highness Huaze! So handsome! I really want to be…”
“Hush! You dare! Are you trying to die? That’s Princess Nan Xi’s man, and you dare to covet him?!”
“Hmph, what’s there to fear? The current Queen is Your Excellency Ilena. Even if she, Yi Nanxi, achieves the Spirit Artifact Body, what can she do? Can she overturn the heavens?!”
“Sigh, I don’t know what to say to you. That’s still Princess Nan Xi. Even if she’s at odds with the Queen, she’s still not…”
The conversation gradually faded. The reason Xia Feng subconsciously stopped was because he heard a keyword that greatly interested him—Spirit Artifact Body?
“Lord Dragon God, do you know what a Spirit Artifact Body means?” Xia Feng asked doubtfully.
“…”
After a long while, seeing no one answer, Xia Feng turned around in confusion. He then noticed the Star-skirt woman staring intently at a pavilion, her majestic vertical pupils wide. Inside the pavilion, the heart-shaped tails of the two Mei Ling were entwined, each disappearing into the other. Seeing this, the Star-skirt woman couldn’t help but purse her lips, her delicate brows furrowed as if deep in thought. Her dragon tail under her skirt swayed restlessly.
“Lord Dragon God? Lord Dragon God!”
“…”
“Miss Evil Dragon!”
“Ah! Ah?” The Star-skirt woman snapped back to reality, turning her head and meeting the gaze of her follower, whose black pupils were narrowed.
“!” The roots of her ears suddenly burned red. The tip of her snow-white tail at her ankles twitched wildly, and her toes curled up as if searching for a crack to hide in— *Ugh, what, what was I thinking!*
