I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 124. Xia Feng's Three Small Goals
As for this divine relic called the 'Key of Calamity'
Divine relics refer to the fact that after some gods fall, some of their powers do not dissipate, but instead materialize into physical objects.

These relics are usually disposable items, but their effects are often amazing and they are extremely rare.

The Key of Calamity. Although its specific function is unknown, as a seven-eyed divine relic, it must be incredibly powerful.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng suddenly paused. Wait, the rewards for clearing this place are all level 7. Does that mean the difficulty of this place is insane?
As the ominous message appeared, terrified cries for help and terrifying explosions came from behind, with flames shooting into the sky.

Xia Feng glanced back and cursed inwardly. The five bald men were actually fleeing in their direction, with the four-tier siblings chasing after them relentlessly.

Xia Feng didn't have time to think further and he and Mu Qingtong turned and left.

To be honest, although he and Mu Qingtong were only at the second tier, they could still handle a fourth-tier opponent together, but if it were two fourth-tier opponents...
It's best to leave then.

There's no need to confront these crazy siblings head-on.

The two used stealth and bronze masks to hide in a house, where they witnessed the bald man with the scarred eye having his head easily removed by the Gothic Lolita, leaving him looking terrified.

Before Xia Feng could even see what was happening, four more bald heads appeared around the Gothic Lolita, leaving only five corpses with gushing blood in the distance.

Five round heads were thrown into a sack by the Gothic Lolita.

"Tsk tsk~ A successful haul!"

Her lips curled into a wild smile. She tossed the sack aside, hoisted it onto her thin shoulder, and walked toward the man with the television in the distance.

The man in the TV portrait glanced disdainfully at the sack in her hand and said coldly:
"Can't we hurry up?! Getting caught up in this damn mess has already slowed us down, are we even going to find the Peach Organization anymore?"

His tone was aggressive, and he was cursing.

"Tsk, I know, I know." The gothic lolita, with heavy makeup and slanted eyes, said, "You talk too much, damn it."

"Looking for the Peach Organization? What do these two oddballs want with the Peach Organization?"

Being targeted by two fourth-tier powerhouses is no good. Hiding in the shadows, Xia Feng's expression tightened slightly. It seemed he needed to improve his strength quickly; he now had three targets—

First, when he accompanied Mu Qingtong to find He Jianzhu, he clearly sensed that Mu Qingtong's attitude towards her mother was not quite right, which made him inexplicably curious about what was going on between the mother and daughter.

Mu Qingtong is an oddball; I wonder what kind of person her mother is.

As for the second point, it's about advancing to the third rank. Well, that's not really important; Mu Qingtong will work hard for him.

The last point is the most important: to complete the Holy Liberation and learn about the three Holy Liberation abilities, you must first find the Holy Liberation Liquid.

While pondering, Xia Feng glanced at the rules of this calamity realm:

1. Orphans are protected by the sky god; they must not be harmed.

2. Once it gets dark, the outside world will no longer be safe. Please choose a house with an 'orphan' to stay in (each house can accommodate a maximum of two outsiders)]

3. You must worship the God of the Sky before midnight every night; failure to do so will incur the wrath of the gods.

The second rule of the Calamity Realm states that when it gets dark, the outside world will no longer be safe, so please choose to stay in a house with 'orphans'.

Although we don't know what will happen outside after dark, it's always right to follow the rules.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong moved quickly among the rows of low houses.

This place is the size of a small town and doesn't look like an orphanage at all.

However, as they flew along, Xia Feng saw many children, some a few years old and some in their teens, sticking their heads out of the windows and staring expressionlessly at the spirit masters passing by.

Soon, the spirit masters forcibly broke into the houses where orphans lived. Xia Feng and his companion did not fight with these people, but instead came to the courtyard house at the end of the street, which was surrounded by jasmine bushes.

Xia Feng could vaguely see a little girl sitting at a desk drawing through the second-floor window.

"Boom boom boom——"

After landing on the ground, Xia Feng politely knocked on the door.

"Coming." A low, aged voice came from inside. The broken door creaked open, revealing an old woman with gray hair and cloudy eyes.

As the old woman appeared, a message appeared before Xia Feng's eyes.

Orphan: Ye Ziqiu

Xia Feng didn't expect that the definition of 'orphan' was so broad in this place. Adults who have lost their parents and are over 18 years old can also be included in the category of orphans.

"Hello, can I stay?"

Xia Feng had just opened his mouth when the old man's expression changed slightly, and he slammed the door shut behind him with a loud bang!

"No! If you want to stay the night, go somewhere else! You're not welcome here!" The old man's voice was hoarse and gloomy.

But the door opened again the next moment.

"Mom! What's wrong with you again? Why won't you let them in? Are you trying to kill them?!" The man angrily pulled the old lady aside and appeared at the door with a big smile on his face.

"Two spiritual masters, please come in, please come in—" The man had a messy beard and his hair was a tangled mess, but his clothes were quite clean and his small eyes were bright.

He bowed and gestured for them to enter, his smile warm. "You two must be visitors. Have you eaten yet? My family just slaughtered a chicken today; my mom's chicken soup is the best in the neighborhood."

"Are you all a family?" Xia Feng suddenly interrupted, asking in confusion.

"Yes, this is my mom. Oh right! Look, I forgot about that, there's a little kid at home." The man slapped his forehead and shouted upstairs, "Xiao Wen!! Come down, we have guests."

As the man shouted, a message appeared before Xia Feng's eyes.

[Orphan: Wenjing] "My surname is Yun. You can call me Old Yun or Uncle Yun, it's fine either way." The disheveled man lowered his head, turned around, and smiled. "May I ask how you two gentlemen are addressed?"

Both of them now had ordinary-looking faces.

Since he was already famous, it was always good to have more alternate names. Xia Feng quickly came up with a new name: "I'm called Diamond."

Mu Qingtong glanced at Xia Feng and said calmly, "Plum blossom."

"..." Uncle Yun paused for a moment, but his smile remained wide. "Hehe~ What a lovely name! You two must be a couple, truly a match made in heaven."

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"Don't stand outside, gentlemen, please come in." Seeing that the two still hadn't entered, the man smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know the rules. You must stay in a room with orphans. I have two orphans in my family, so it's very safe."

Safety? Xia Feng was skeptical; the old lady's unwelcoming attitude earlier was clearly problematic.

However, let's go through the door first.

Although the two of them came to find Mu Qingtong's mother, they still needed to find a safe place to hide first.

Moreover, Xia Feng guessed that Mu Qingtong's mother might have some close connection with this calamity, and might be able to learn something from these residents.

Entered the house.

The room seemed to be heated, which made it very comfortable. I wondered where this tiny, chaotic space got its electricity.

Upon entering the living room, the kitchen behind the sliding door seemed to be simmering chicken soup, making a bubbling sound.

The elderly woman was pushed into the kitchen by the middle-aged man, and the two seemed to have an argument, with the man probably scolding the elderly woman for being inhumane.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged a glance, then looked out the window at the completely dark world. The jasmine flowers that covered the window gradually withered and died as darkness fell, and a thick gray fog filled the world outside in a few breaths.

"This is an evil mist that allows monsters to dwell."

Uncle Yun walked out of the kitchen and chuckled, "But don't worry, as long as you don't go out, you'll be safe. My house has enough water and electricity, so I guarantee you'll be comfortable for the next few days."

Mu Qingtong turned her head and asked softly with a puzzled look, "Where do you get your water and electricity here, since it's so secluded?"

"Little girl, you don't know this. Before the monster appeared, this place used to be a children's playground with a lot of power supply equipment."

"Power supply equipment?" Mu Qingtong continued, puzzled. "Solar power generation?"

Uncle Yun chuckled: "Little girl, you're so out of touch. We generate electricity with divine power."

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"The great Lord of the Sky is omnipotent! We only need to worship and pray to Him devoutly every day, and He will not only give us food, but also provide us with everything we need for life."

"Praise God." The middle-aged man clasped his hands together in prayer, his face full of piety.

Xia Feng's eye twitched. "Is that a gesture you're making, like the gesture of Amitabha Buddha?"
After putting his hand down, the disheveled man frowned and looked up at the upstairs, "This kid, always so slow."

As he spoke, he shouted upstairs, "Xiao Wen! Didn't you hear me telling you to come down here?"

"Oh, right."

He seemed to suddenly remember something and turned back to remind them, "My lords, you must abide by the three rules set by the God of the Sky, otherwise you will die even if you hide in a house."

Xia Feng's expression remained unchanged. It sounded like these natives knew all the rules of the Calamity Realm. So, was the Sky God of this place actually a calamity beast of the Calamity Realm?

"The rules say that we need to worship the God of the Sky before midnight. What does this worship mean?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

"You mean this? Worshipping the sky god is very simple." Uncle Yun turned on the light near the toilet, where there was a dark red shrine platform.

There were no statues of gods on the altar.

“The God of the Sky is a true deity, so He has no physical form,” Uncle Yun said solemnly. “You only need to kneel and pray before the shrine once before midnight tonight to receive His protection.”

"What if we don't worship?" Mu Qingtong's golden eyes narrowed slightly.

"Not worshiping gods?"

Uncle Yun paused, staring intently at the woman in the black dress, and said in a deep voice,

"The rules clearly state that failing to worship the gods will incur their wrath!"

"The reason the monster descended here is because the orphanage violated the taboo of the gods, and the gods punished us with divine wrath. But the great sky god was merciful and pleaded for us, which allowed us to survive!"

"But the God of the Sky doesn't protect just anyone; only those who become His followers can receive His protection."

Listening to Uncle Yun's story, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged a glance, clearly not believing the middle-aged man's nonsense.

After a long silence, Mu Qingtong suddenly spoke: "The rules do say that not worshipping the gods will incur the wrath of the gods—but they don't explicitly say that worshipping the gods will bring the protection of the Sky God. So even if you worship the gods, isn't there still danger?"

"presumptuous!"

Uncle Yun, for some reason, changed his expression drastically upon hearing Mu Qingtong's words, his eyes filled with extreme anger. "Little girl, are you questioning the great God of the Sky?! If it weren't for the God of the Sky protecting us, protecting you foolish outsiders!! Not only us, but you too would have died under the wrath of the gods!"

"Uncle Yun, don't be nervous, relax." Mu Qingtong's gaze was calm as she gently tapped her knuckles on the table, her voice still soothing and gentle. "We mean no harm, we just want to know more information."

Uncle Yun calmed down a little, but his face remained stern. He sneered disdainfully, "If you don't worship the gods, they will bring down their divine wrath and grant you death. Don't blame me for not warning you."

(End of this chapter)