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Bound to Witch of Destruction – Chapter 900

Chapter 901
Sin Shadow Abyss

Chapter 902
Heh, Mother Dragon~
This warship is named Shadow Guard Nine. It is small and bullet-shaped, with a maximum capacity of thirty people, but it travels at extreme speed.

According to intelligence, the spacetime coordinates provided by the spy are in the Eternal Flow Sea, Qiyun Sea Area, within the Tenth Great Area.

To travel from the Fifth Great Area to the Tenth Great Area, the Shadow Guard Nine, at its top speed, would take at least four and a half days.

Xia Feng looked at the azure blue sea currents outside the window, lost in thought. At this speed, by the time these guys found the spy’s location, the spy might have already been captured by Burning Heaven.

That would be for the best, saving him the expenditure of Dragon Spirit Blood.

While contemplating, Xia Feng, in his cat form, lay by the windowsill, his consciousness entering his Mental Sea and merging with the Gui Hua Contract Seal.

[Divine Authority Fragment – Fortune and Disaster Guarding Balance]
[Fortune hides disaster, disaster leans on fortune]
[Fortune Accumulated: 0%]

The Divine Authority Fragment originally had 71% fortune accumulated, all of which was used up during the Sumeru War.

To accumulate it again, he had to activate the ‘Disaster’s Lair’ ability and actively experience misfortune. Only then could he accumulate an equivalent amount of fortune.

Xia Feng hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to activate Disaster’s Lair.

Since he was in enemy territory now, even if he unluckily encountered an evil god or something similar, everyone would be unlucky together. If the ship were destroyed and everyone killed, that would be… even more wonderful!

Come, let me see the power of the god of misfortune!

[Disaster’s Lair – Activated!]
[Fortune Accumulated: 0.0001%↑]

Ten minutes passed, and nothing happened.

By the window, Xia Feng quietly leaped onto the bay window, his cat head twisting and shaking, warily looking around.

After all, it was the first time activating this unlucky ability, so anything could happen.

For example, sudden spacetime collapse?

Well, this authority was still only Level 1, not enough to cause stable spacetime to instantaneously collapse due to physical laws.

But it was still best to be careful.

[Fortune Accumulated: 0.1%]

One hour, a 0.1% accumulation. This meant it would take ten hours to accumulate 1%, one hundred hours for 10%, which was roughly equivalent to 4 days.

To reach 100% would require 40 consecutive days of bad luck. Xia Feng couldn’t help but press his forehead in helplessness. The cat sighed, this was too difficult.

After a moment of thought, he looked towards the bed.

Huang Zhaoyue had lain down and closed her eyes after entering the room, saying she was going to cultivate and not to disturb her.

He didn’t understand why this woman needed to lie down to cultivate.

Black Cat Feng made two light leaps, landing directly on the dark purple bed from the bay window, and tiptoed silently towards the woman’s arm.

“Buzz—!” The woman’s eyelids lifted, her fox-grey vertical pupils snapping open. In that instant, her gaze was filled with vigilance and ferocity, like a wounded wolf king accustomed to solitude, instantly unleashing endless killing intent upon sensing someone approaching.

Xia Feng was forced to halt his silent cat steps.

Seeing it was Xia Feng, Huang Zhaoyue slowly lowered her eyelids. After a moment of silence, she said in a faint, deep voice, “Do not approach this King casually in the future, especially without any preparation. Had I not held back in time just now, you would have been seriously injured, if not killed.”

Xia Feng acted as if he hadn’t heard, plopping down with his butt, and sitting on the floor like a cat. His orange-yellow vertical pupils glowed faintly, “Meow~ Er?”

He was startled for a moment, shook his head, adjusted his vocal cords, and then spoke again in a deep voice, “I have a question.”

Huang Zhaoyue’s vertical pupils shifted, glancing at the black cat looking down at her from beside her. The black cat continued to speak human words, “Your Highness the Imperial Concubine, are you an Abyssal Saint?”

“I told you long ago, this King is a true dragon.”

“Then are you the Abyssal Dragon God?!”

Huang Zhaoyue’s gaze was calm, and she shook her head, “What would you do if I were? Expose me?”

“Um, actually, I just wanted to ask if you have any objections to me acting outside using the identity of an Abyssal Saint?”

“As you wish, this King has no right to interfere in this matter.”

“Huh? What do you mean, no right? So your implication is that you are not from the Abyss?”

“If you continue to probe this King on this matter, I will throw you out of the ship!”

“Oh, go ahead and throw me, I don’t care anyway.”

“…”

“If I really let you throw me, you wouldn’t want to, right? Heh~ Woman~ Oh, no, Mother Dragon~”

“!!”

Huang Zhaoyue’s calm, desolate eyes showed a rare ripple, like ripples spreading across laws. This was not a new realization, but pure anger.

How could there be such an annoying person!

Unable to argue with the annoying person, she decided to use the cold shoulder and closed her eyes!

She continued to cultivate, while Black Cat Feng relentlessly chattered beside her, one sentence here, another there. She automatically processed it all as cat language, and all that could be heard was a continuous stream of meows.

Admittedly, after being translated into cat language, it was not only more peaceful but also much cuter.

While harassing Huang Zhaoyue, Xia Feng observed the nourishment of the crow feathers. The speed was visible to the naked eye, with large areas of crow feathers being imbued with sacred runes, spreading from the tips towards the quills.

Time trickled by. Nearly half a day had passed, and the accumulation of fortune was proceeding steadily.

[Fortune: 1.02%]

The speed was indeed slow, but he hadn’t encountered any particularly unlucky events.

“Boom—”

Just then, the entire warship suddenly shuddered, followed by continuous cracking sounds from all directions.

Xia Feng’s head snapped towards the window. The azure blue seawater of the Eternal Flow Sea had somehow transformed into countless ice blades, violently smashing against the warship. Cracks, visible to the naked eye, appeared on the windows and even the hull, spreading rapidly.

In the center of the bed, Huang Zhaoyue also opened her eyes in confusion. The next moment, she appeared with Xia Feng in the control room out of thin air.

The control room was also in chaos.

Alarm lights and ionized sparks flashed alternately, and the holographic star map twisted into a broken Klein bottle shape amidst spacetime turbulence.

“Beep—! Beep—! Beep—!!” The alarm sounded piercingly. The gravimeter readings climbed exponentially, and the carbon fiber nano-layer of the cabin walls peeled away at a visible rate, dragging out bizarre spiral trajectories in the void.

The chief navigator, seated at the center of the command console, had hands sunk deep into the stress cracks of the touch screen. Veins bulged on his forehead, he was covered in cold sweat, his lips pale, and he quickly said in a deep voice:

“Master Shadow Venerable! The Shadow Compass Group has a 0.98 precession difference! The gravity anchor’s four-dimensional tidal tear rate has synchronously increased by 49.1%, and the ship’s visual horizon has exceeded the Level 5 Ling Xi limit!”

The intensity of spacetime turbulence was related to spacetime stability. The unit for measuring spacetime stability was called ‘Ling Xi (l)’.

Under normal circumstances, the spacetime stability within the Empire’s territory was at ‘Zero-sum Ling Xi State’. Only in a few unstable regions would it exceed the Level 1 Ling Xi limit.

Most areas of the Eternal Flow Sea were at the Level 2-3 Ling Xi limit. In this state, the seawater of the Eternal Flow Sea required contact with ‘active matter/soul’ to form spacetime turbulence.

If it reached the Level 4 Ling Xi limit, it meant automatic generation of spacetime turbulence, capable of directly devouring even Venerable existences.

Now, inexplicably, in two seconds, it had directly broken through from the Level 2 Ling Xi state to the Level 5 Ling Xi limit! Entering Level 6 Ling Xi state!

This was no different from encountering a ghost.

Ni Yan frowned deeply.

Zhuo Hua, moreover, instantly flickered to the large screen, his face grim.

Disaster struck before the mission even began. Just moments ago, he thought this trip was foolproof, yet now they encountered such a terrible situation!

Moreover, the spacetime tide came so fast, so inexplicably!

At the same time, the black cat, perched on Huang Zhaoyue’s right shoulder, raised its orange vertical pupils, a thoughtful look in its eyes.

[Fortune Accumulated: 31.02%]

Yes, in these mere two seconds, his fortune value had surged by 30 percentage points from 1.02.

It was simply heaven-defying!

This meant that the moment misfortune truly occurred, it could critically accelerate fortune accumulation!

And now, they were experiencing misfortune.

But did falling into spacetime turbulence count as misfortune?

The ‘Disaster’s Lair’ ability was for Yue Hongli to actively experience misfortune, not for Xia Feng to experience it.

The target was Yue Hongli.

However, spacetime turbulence alone was not dangerous for Yue Hongli.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng looked out at the scene of spacetime collapse. It seemed that it was not merely spacetime turbulence.


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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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