Chapter 657: Joy
Mu Qingtong never expected that the Jade of Non-Love combined with the Sea of Memory would be completely useless. However, this was indeed her own mistake, as she had not considered that Mr. Xia’s feelings for her were complex and multifaceted.
But it didn’t matter, the failure just now would serve as a lesson.
“Then I’m sorry, Miss Mu, my level is above yours!” Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes as she saw the guy’s arrogant demeanor resurface. What did this mean? What did this guy intend to do? She inexplicably had a sense of foreboding.
Mr. Xia smiled, quietly appreciating the silver-haired woman’s increasingly vigilant, cool, and aloof little face. “What’s wrong, Miss Mu? I haven’t even made a move, and you’re already scared?” Mr. Xia was overjoyed. He had finally waited for this moment! When Miss Mu had used up all her trump cards, he would deliver the killing blow! Leaving her with no power to resist, utterly humiliated, and ashamed!
“Miss Mu, how about this, you beg for mercy directly and say something nice.” Mr. Xia said leisurely, chuckling. “That way, I’ll go easy on you when I reveal my trump card later, so you won’t be too embarrassed.”
Seeing his confidence, Mu Qingtong’s golden pupils narrowed. She carefully recalled her actions but found nothing amiss. Therefore, even if Mr. Xia had managed to steal ‘Sea of Memory’ through observation, it was unlikely he could use it to embarrass her. The most probable scenario now was that Mr. Xia was trying to scare her. Did he think he could bluff her by fabricating a so-called trump card?
With this thought, Mu Qingtong’s mood lightened slightly. Her expression remained indifferent. “Mr. Xia, bring out whatever moves you have.” She smiled with mild interest. “I’m curious, how will you embarrass me?”
“Oh, Miss Mu, you’re quite brave.” Mr. Xia raised an eyebrow. “Then let me release my Spirit Pressure restriction first.”
Mu Qingtong’s delicate brows furrowed.
Seeing her hesitation, Mr. Xia smiled slightly. “What, are you scared already?”
Mu Qingtong’s expression was calm. With a wave of her hand, she dispelled the Spirit Sealing Technique on Mr. Xia. “Begin your performance, Mr. Xia.” The Mu Qingtong clone behind her also released Mr. Xia’s hands.
Mr. Xia shook his wrists and, without hesitation, immediately activated his Spirit Particles, beginning to construct a Spirit Particle Structure.
“It really is the Sea of Memory.” Mu Qingtong calmly watched Mr. Xia’s actions, observing him extract a stream of memory light from the depths of his soul and memories, clasping it between his hands, and releasing it instantly. Mu Qingtong’s Sea of Memory holographic projection had not yet disappeared and was on the left side. Mr. Xia, on the other hand, unfolded the Sea of Memory on the right, creating another holographic projection.
The projection depicted a laboratory. The environment was filled with a sense of technology, with white walls, smooth floors, and fluorescent lights embedded in the ceiling illuminating various Spirit Material processing industrial equipment below. There were a total of three Mu Qingtongs in the laboratory: one in a black dress and two in white coats. The two in white coats stood on either side of a central operating table, wearing half-frame gold-rimmed glasses, and concentrating on their work.
As for the woman in the black dress, she stood before a glass pedestal in a corner. She lowered her head, hands resting on the edge of the pedestal, and let out a deep breath with her beautiful eyes closed, her curved eyelids trembling slightly. This was the scene Mr. Xia had witnessed in Nightmare River back then.
“Crack—crack—”
“Crack—”
The cylindrical glass pedestal began to crack, centering on the fingertips of the black-dressed woman— The cracks rapidly spread across the entire glass surface.
“Mr. Xia, don’t you often ask me if I like you?” The black-dressed woman’s cool, light-gold eyes lowered, meeting the floating human skull above the pedestal. “Now, I can answer you.” Her voice was ethereal, like a key unlocking sealed shackles.
“!!!” The scene that Mu Qingtong had buried deep in her memory surfaced, crashing directly into her rapidly contracting, cool, light-gold eyes. Her snow-white neck, held high, stiffened slightly. *This guy! How could he know…?*
Mr. Xia glanced at the two Mu Qingtongs in front of and behind him, appreciating their progressively dazed, indifferent little faces, their pupils dilating and contracting in astonishment. Joy, pure joy! Mr. Xia found himself falling in love with this feeling. He loved seeing Miss Mu’s bewildered and astonished expression. Especially when there were two Miss Mus at once. Double the happiness!
At this moment, the smile on his lips was harder to suppress than an AK. He reached out and patted the tense cheek of the Mu Qingtong behind him, then patted the soft, bouncy cheek of the Mu Qingtong in front, *pia~ pia~*. “Hey, hey, Miss Mu, what’s wrong?”
“Your facial expressions are so stiff. Is something strange going to happen next?” Mr. Xia asked with feigned curiosity.
The two Mu Qingtongs turned their faces expressionlessly, stared at him for a second, and their golden pupils suddenly turned light gold. As Mr. Xia was forcibly controlled, Mu Qingtong’s right fingertip sparked with purple lightning, transforming into a lightning snake that lunged towards the holographic projection of the Sea of Memory. The Sea of Memory, as a Spirit Robe, had usage restrictions; a specific memory could only be materialized once within 48 hours. Clearly, Mu Qingtong intended to destroy this image first, buying herself time.
But alas, the foolish Miss Mu could only struggle in vain! Mr. Xia’s pupils twisted into a pair of twin pupils. Under the effect of the ‘Eye of Error,’ the charging purple lightning snake was deflected and completely absorbed by his ‘Absolute Twin Pupils.’
“Miss Mu, what are you doing?” Mr. Xia was forcibly controlled, unable to move his body, but this did not stop him from forming a highly joyous, crooked smile, his black eyes filled with teasing.
Seeing that attacking from afar was impossible, Mu Qingtong’s beautiful, delicate brows furrowed. Ignoring his taunts, she simply straightened her small face, turned her waist, and prepared to forcibly rush towards the laboratory projection.
“You’ve come this far, and you still want to leave?” A golden halo lit up between Mr. Xia’s brows, rapidly expanding to envelop them both. The B-class Spirit Artifact, the Vajra Ring, could restrict short-range teleportation within a certain range. Maid Fei, who had already appeared in the distance, flickered, but her spatial displacement with Mu Qingtong failed. Mr. Xia forcibly pulled her down and restrained her with the Thousand-Hand Guanyin.
At the same time, Mr. Xia unleashed his six tails, with three in front and three behind, encircling the waists and thighs of the two Mu Qingtongs respectively. The three people who had initially floated into the air due to Mu Qingtong’s sudden movement, slammed back down onto the sofa.
“Thump!” Mr. Xia had pulled out all the stops, forcibly locking the two Mus onto himself.
The tables had turned. This time, it was Mr. Xia who cupped the silver-haired woman’s face. Under her furious golden gaze, he pried open her cool little face and forced her to turn towards the laboratory projection. “Miss Mu, didn’t you say you were very interested in my trump card?” Mr. Xia chuckled and leaned close to her ear, amidst her scattered strands of hair. Together with her contracting golden pupils, he looked at the projection with amusement. “Are you still interested now?”
In the projection, Mu Qingtong’s delicate fingers caressed her cheekbone. Her cool eyes now held a multitude of emotions. “Confusion, sorrow, annoyance, endless regret…” Mr. Xia also gently traced the corner of the silver-haired woman’s tightly pursed lips with his fingertips, tracing upwards. “See? Miss Mu, these are all the emotions you’ve had all these days after my death~ The confusion of losing my companionship, the sorrow of your lover no longer being here, the annoyance of no longer being able to be toyed with by me~, and the endless regret of not confessing before I died!
“I must say, Miss Mu, your wonderful emotions are truly…” Mr. Xia’s thin lips approached the silver-haired woman’s ear, which was gradually becoming imperceptibly hot. “… Joyful~”
“!!!”
