I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 11.11. I need to pay more.

A woman dressed in a chiffon tulle dress, wearing lace gloves and a beret, stood in front of a high-rise window, looking down at the crowds in the square.

She saw the black-haired youth get into the hovercar, and only got off a long time later, after which the hovercar sped away.

Then he saw the black-haired youth suddenly grin and mutter to himself after walking a few steps, seemingly very happy.
Chanayuki stared at the man's receding figure, her gaze deep and unsettling.

"Sir, he has gone far away."

"I can see it, you don't need to tell me."

A spirited woman clad in silver knight armor, a long sword at her waist, stood behind and to the side of Chana Yuki with her hair in a high ponytail. Her voice was dull and low: "Does my lord regret it?"

"Regret? There's nothing to regret."

Chana walked back to the sofa with a leisurely air and shook her head in a calm voice, "Even if he is a genius, every year there are always a few so-called geniuses in the academy or the three major churches. It's not unusual."

“But your actions have already made Xia Feng suspicious. What if he becomes your enemy in the future?” The female knight’s seemingly dull and lifeless face was filled with worry.

"Hostile?"

Chana lowered her eyelids slightly, staring at the clear vortex in the center of the black tea that resembled a Fibonacci sequence. She shook her head and said calmly, "According to the emotional value system and data from the Empire's male psychology research, it can be clearly deduced that the probability of Xia Feng still liking me is as high as 93%, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Moreover, once I become a saintess, all so-called geniuses will be nothing but ants."

"But my lord, your chances of becoming a saintess are only 60% right now, not even reaching the golden ratio."

The female knight looked stunned and puzzled. "Besides, Xia Feng doesn't seem to care much about you—"

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The woman in the snow-white dress sat gracefully on the sofa, took a small sip of her red tea, and then looked up with a smile: "Yin, if you say another word, you won't be eating today."

"Ugh—" The female knight lowered her head and shrank back in fright, pursing her lips and no longer asking questions.

The noisy and questioning voices finally subsided. After staring at the coffee table for a while, Chana Yuki finally clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and stood up nimbly.

"Let's go, it's time to go into seclusion for a while."

Once I become a saintess, all my current troubles will no longer be a problem.

As for whether Xia Feng will become her enemy?
impossible!

*
"Murder? Who should we kill?"

In the dimly lit room, the bald man leaned back lazily in a mink chair, comfortably exhaling smoke rings while picking up a photo from the table.

The photo shows a handsome young man with dark hair.

"A student from Weiyang Academy?"

The bald man frowned, tossed the photo aside, and said, "I'm not taking this kind of target. You'd better find someone else!"

The photo flew into the air and was caught by a mysterious figure in the shadows.

The mysterious person wore a mask with a crimson vertical eye in the center, and was shrouded in a black robe, making it impossible to tell whether he was male or female.

“I can offer double the price,” the mysterious man said in a deep, mechanical voice.

"Tch~" The bald man sneered. "Weiyang Academy is notoriously protective of its own. I'd rather be alive than take the money! Alright, you'd better get out of here. I'll pretend I never saw you—"

"Double the price."

"go!"

Five times.

"Deal!" The bald man instantly stubbed out his cigarette and sat up straight. He took the photo again, his scarred eyes staring coldly at the young man in the picture, a slight smirk on his lips. "The little bastard's pretty handsome, tsk tsk, what a pity~~"

The mysterious man continued, "Xia Feng is a first-level spirit master. Although he is a genius, he is only eighteen years old. He probably doesn't know many spirit garments. This is the information about spirit garments that he may have."

The mysterious man handed over another piece of paper, which provided a detailed analysis of Xia Feng's combat strength. The bald man quickly glanced at it, frowned, and said, "A genius? Has this kid unlocked his spiritual energy?"

"Unknown, but most likely not."

The mysterious man handed over another piece of paper. "The target will enter the Evil Dragon Forest at noon tomorrow. This is a map of the outer perimeter of the Evil Dragon Forest. You must eliminate him before he leaves the forest! You can also dispose of the body in the forest to avoid being tracked down by the academy."

"That's quite a thorough consideration," the bald man clicked his tongue. "But I'm not a member of the adventurer's group, so I'm not qualified to enter the forest."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of your identity issue. Here's the deposit."

The mysterious man placed the box on the table, saying, "I hope you can successfully kill him."

The bald man grinned and said, "I've been at the second tier for over ten years. I could easily take on three first-tier kids by myself. How could I not be able to defeat him?"

"Tsk tsk~ Brother, you can rest assured, just get the final payment ready and wait for my good news!"

*
After returning to his rented room, Xia Feng had nothing to do, so he went straight to sleep and caught up on all the sleep he had missed over the past few days.

But he was suddenly awakened by a nightmare early in the morning, and was covered in cold sweat.

In her dream, Mu Qingtong actually fell in love with him and wanted to have his child, but who was Xia Feng? He was a married man with an unborn wife! Naturally, she vehemently refused, shouting "Dame~~" and then—

Then Mu Qingtong cut off his head with a single stroke.

Mushroom, that short, stout guy, clapped his hands in delight.

What a terrible dream! Xia Feng rubbed his temples, frowning in thought. Although it was just a dream, he still felt that some treacherous people wanted to harm him.
[You have further analyzed the core spiritual particle structure of the D-rank Spirit Robe 'One-Tail'—95%]

"Eh?"

Waking up to find some good things had happened. He immediately sat up. Had Mu Qingtong stayed up all night studying the One-Tailed Spirit Robe technique? She was so fast!
The structure of the One-Tailed Spirit Robe becomes increasingly difficult to understand as you progress, and the learning speed also decreases. He was originally worried that he still wouldn't be able to learn it today, but now it seems that he was still too naive.

Although the One-Tailed Spirit Cloth isn't a particularly powerful one, learning it before entering the forest would greatly increase his chances of survival.

While keeping an eye on Mu Qingtong's study progress, he quickly washed up and went out.

The Evil Dragon Forest is located in the north of District 51, bordering several other districts including District 49, and is surrounded by a high wall that stretches for thousands of miles.

Looking up from the high wall, one can clearly see an endless curtain of light that stretches to the sky. It is this curtain of light that isolates the dense evil energy in the forest from the outside world, protecting the safety of the various districts.

And this high wall has a resounding title—the final Great Wall!
Beneath the Great Wall, in front of a certain city gate.

Xia Feng arrived on time and immediately saw his adoptive father, who had a neatly combed slicked-back hairstyle, was elegantly dressed in a suit, leaning on a cane, and standing expressionlessly in front of the city gate.

Seeing him arrive, she smiled slightly and said, "You've come."

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. This was the second time Wei Shutong had smiled at him; the first time was the night before last when he discovered that Wei Shutong was a genius.

In the past, it would have been difficult to even glance at him.

"He truly lives up to his reputation as a terrifying man who adopted eighteen sons and is still single. His mood changes so quickly," Xia Feng thought to himself.

“You still have a year to prepare. With your talent, wouldn’t it be a sure win if you challenged Qi Xiao again next year?” Wei Shutong asked in a deep voice. “You still have a choice.”

Seeing the two talking from a distance, Qi Xiao quickly approached and chuckled mockingly, "Junior Brother Xia, are you perhaps thinking of backing out before the battle? But that's normal. If you're really scared, just bow to your senior brother and apologize, and I'll allow you to challenge me again next year, how about that?"

Xia Feng glanced at Qi Xiao and smiled.
"Senior Brother Qi Xiao, I know you're afraid I'll go back on my word, but don't worry, the word 'fear' doesn't exist in my dictionary!" Xia Feng raised his chin and revealed a villainous smile, his tone both irritating and arrogant, "After all, I don't even take you seriously."

"???!!!" Qi Xiao was a little angry at Xia Feng's arrogant appearance, but fortunately he was used to it. This kid surnamed Xia used to be like this, always talking back to him, very annoying.

"Insanity!"

At the same time, Zhao Jie shouted, but then smiled kindly, "But I like it! Young man, I like your arrogant drive. That's what youthful vigor is all about."

Zhao Jie patted Wei Shutong's left shoulder heavily and grinned, "Old Wei, don't you think so?"

(End of this chapter)