Chapter 673:673
Chapter 674:674. Exposure, Humiliation in the Sea of Memory Reenacted
Xia Feng didn’t hesitate, preparing to activate the Enlightenment Domain.
After Cha Nai Xue offered 101 Obsidian, he now had three activations of the Enlightenment Domain.
There was no need to be too frugal.
After all, if the Obsidian was consumed, a way could be found to obtain more.
But if the Divine Faith Fruit in front of him slipped away, there might not be another chance to encounter it in the future.
And…
Aside from the Light Disciple, the three Apostles present were all powerful individuals, potentially possessing formidable spirit artifacts.
However, what troubled Xia Feng was the distance to the pale-skinned Vampire. It was squatting far away by the edge of the glass window under the distant ceiling, over fifty meters from the safe house.
Xia Feng pondered for a moment, then squatted down and placed his hand on the floor of the safe house.
The ground outside the safe house instantly bloomed into a sea of arms, engulfing the safe house and then violently flinging it towards the entrance!
*Swish—*
But as it flew into mid-air, the Vampire’s emaciated figure, dressed in an elegant black suit, appeared above the oval house. Hands in his pockets, his long boots kicked out an air cannon, stomping the oval house down with a *bang!*
A deep pit appeared directly in the center of the Holy See, filled with smoke and dust.
Leng Xiu, hands in his pockets, looked down at the turtle shell beneath his boots. He casually kicked it and chuckled, “What a fool. Where can you run to now?”
[Enlightenment Domain activated—]
[Copy successful—]
[B-grade Spirit Artifact · Blood Breath Seal]
[Universal Blood Breath: You can convert your blood into ‘Universal Blood Breath.’ With the nourishment of Universal Blood Breath, any spiritual fruit seeds can be cultivated to maturity by you.]
[Note 1: You can only cultivate 1 spiritual fruit at a time.]
[Note 2: The higher your blood status, the faster the spiritual fruit matures.]
[Currently Matured: Divine Faith Fruit * 1]
[Currently Cultivating: Spirit Infusion Fruit (0.001%)]
[Your Blood Status: SS—]
“What a good thing, it can actually cultivate spiritual fruits!” Xia Feng was delighted. Although the level of this spirit artifact was not high, its function was very satisfactory to him.
[Optimize—]
[Optimization successful!]
[B· Blood Breath Seal (Optimized Version)]
[↑: Can only cultivate 1 spiritual fruit at a time → The number of spiritual fruits that can be cultivated simultaneously depends on your mental power. The higher the mental power, the more spiritual fruits can be cultivated simultaneously.]
[Currently can cultivate simultaneously: 3]
With his mental power just entering the Sage level, he could only cultivate 3 at a time? Xia Feng stroked his chin, his heart filled with curiosity. If he possessed Miss Mu’s mental power, how many could he cultivate simultaneously?
While contemplating, he did not immediately choose to retrieve the Divine Faith Fruit from the Blood Breath Seal. After all, taking it out now would easily arouse Leng Xiu’s vigilance and suspicion.
As for when to retrieve it next time.
Xia Feng’s black eyes narrowed slightly, and he already had a plan in mind. Perhaps he could use this Divine Faith Fruit to escape to a safe place!
[Copy successful—]
[B· Shadow Robe]
[Copy successful—]
[B· Mountain Armor]
To Xia Feng’s disappointment, Ji Ying and Fen Cheng’s spirit artifacts were not A-class.
He looked up at the sky. He didn’t know where the Light Disciple was; the Enlightenment Domain had not sensed their presence.
However, he strongly suspected that this mysterious Apostle’s spirit artifact would be very powerful!
Seeing that he couldn’t copy the Light Disciple’s spirit artifact, Xia Feng had to give up for the time being.
He returned to the sofa and lay down, resting his head on the armrest.
Angi the Saint Pastor had not arrived yet.
The Apostles outside waited patiently and quietly.
Since these people weren’t in a hurry, Xia Feng and the other three were naturally not in a hurry either.
Mu Qingtong leaned on the sofa, a thick book resting on her lap over her black dress. She languidly propped her chin on her hand, looking down and reading quietly.
Cha Nai Xue stood behind the black-dressed woman, her hands on her slender shoulders, gently massaging them with a sweet smile, daring not to show any displeasure or resistance.
She seemed to have adapted to her role as Mu Qingtong’s female slave.
Xia Feng glanced at Miss Mu, who was enjoying herself, then looked at the woman in the green dress sitting upright and spacing out in front of his head. He smiled, “Saintess Qiue, look how sensible Cha Nai Xue is. What about you?”
!
Jiang Qiue snapped back to attention and looked at him expressionlessly. “?”
Seeing Xia Feng’s detestable smile, she clenched her jaw. Although she was currently only the Black Moon Saintess, she, who was once the Nine-Tails Star God, had never served a mere mortal!
“Sigh, my head hurts so much,” Xia Feng lamented with a sigh.
“…” Jiang Qiue frowned and stared at the detestable face in front of her. Her eyes subconsciously darted to his slightly parted thin lips, and her heart skipped a beat. She brought her legs together beneath her ethereal green dress.
“Put your head here; I’ll help you massage it,” she pursed her lips, cradling the back of Xia Feng’s head and placing it directly in the center of her lap.
Before Xia Feng could react, he felt his head sink into softness. The ethereal beautiful eyes of the woman above looked down faintly.
Wait, I was just saying that. You’re actually going to do it? Xia Feng had actually just spoken carelessly.
The woman’s proud peaks pressed down, completely obscuring his view of her beautiful eyes, which flickered with strange colors. Her delicate fingers pressed on his temples from both sides, massaging gently. She asked in a clear voice, “Is this pressure okay?”
Xia Feng’s gaze couldn’t help but become somewhat dazed. Looking up at the green dress fabric that was about to press against his lips and nose, at this extremely close range, the sweet scent of honey made the Queen Bee curse in his throat unbearable. His eyes glazed over, and he subconsciously parted his mouth, even lifting his neck—
“Mr. Xia, are you treating me as if I don’t exist?”
A clear, indifferent voice like a curved blade, flashing with cold light, was placed at Xia Feng’s neck.
Xia Feng’s glazed black eyes refocused, and he suddenly came to his senses. The back of his head returned to her lap.
The black-dressed woman closed her book, her golden beautiful eyes calmly staring at the restless Fox Saintess.
Jiang Qiue’s temperament was elegant and refined, still sitting with dignity, her beautiful eyes ethereal and indifferent, as if she were uninvolved.
Mu Qingtong wasn’t particularly angry about this seemingly provocative behavior. She simply curled her lips into an amused, light smile and then conjured a spell with one hand, casually waving it forward.
Instantly, a memory image filled with decadent sounds appeared on the coffee table.
It was a man and two women lying on a sofa.
Xia Feng and two Mu Qingtongs!
The moment this sudden image appeared, Xia Feng stiffly turned his head. The beautiful eyes of the two Saintesses widened, their red lips parted slightly, and their expressions became somewhat dazed.
Xia Feng’s hands were pulled up and locked on the sofa. His legs kicked around on the coffee table from time to time, trying to stop and escape, but his body, completely out of control, surged between the two silver-haired witches like waves.
His entire being was as if deeply immersed in a hell of despair, his eyes rolling upwards, sweat streaming down his convulsing face, his ear roots burning hot and flushed. Even his muffled groans were blocked by his lips and nose, preventing him from crying for help. He could only be madly tormented by the two witches, sinking into a sea of sin, unable to control himself…
“Mu Qingtong! Are you poisonous?!”
Xia Feng couldn’t hold back any longer and abruptly stood up, smashing the memory image.
But Cha Nai Xue and Jiang Qiue had already turned their heads in a daze, their gazes strange.
Cha Nai Xue never expected that Little Feng, who looked so arrogant and haughty, always looking down on her and despising her, would be so… perverted in private.
Moreover, he didn’t resist being toyed with like that by Mu Qingtong!
Truly… truly depraved!
Xia Feng: “!!!”
