I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 127. Sacred Materials
Beware of Mu Qingtong.
He Jianzhu's warning words were quite clever. Xia Feng naturally knew to be careful of Mu Qingtong, but wasn't Mu Qingtong your daughter, He Jianzhu?
and also--

Mu Qingtong is right next to me!

"What does your mother mean by this?" Xia Feng glanced at the woman in the black dress without changing his expression, then blinked and spoke in a telepathic manner.

Mu Qingtong smiled slightly: "She often likes to use her abilities to create an air of mystery, just ignore her."

She looked up at the dark shadow on the horizon, its countless tentacles swaying. "Of course, if you're really curious, you can go find her and ask her directly."

"That makes sense."

Xia Feng decided to quickly skip this topic and looked at the old woman with a hint of suspicion. "There's another question, ma'am. But why did you play the role of a wife in the Wheel of Life?"

"..." The old woman's face stiffened slightly, and she said awkwardly, "I just thought it would be more tempting, and judging from the situation, sir, you really have come!"

"!" Xia Feng's eyes widened. "What the hell?! Don't talk nonsense! That's not why I came here!"

Mu Qingtong stared thoughtfully at Xia Feng: "So that's why you agreed to come with me?"

"Everyone says she's just talking nonsense!" Xia Feng rolled his eyes, feeling his reputation had been unfairly damaged. Was he the kind of person who liked married women? No, absolutely not!
Next, Mu Qingtong asked Uncle Yun's spirit the same questions again. Except for not knowing about the Wheel of Life, the answers were all pretty much the same, and the old woman was not lying.

Xia Feng went up to the second floor and found that the little girl who had never shown herself had her limbs cut off, leaving only her torso standing on the chair. On the desk illuminated by the desk lamp was a crayon drawing of a family of four.

“Xiaowen’s parents and brother are all gone, and then she insulted the gods. This is the punishment the gods have given her,” the old woman said calmly, following behind Xia Feng.

The little girl held a paintbrush in her mouth, her head slightly lowered, her gaze empty and mechanical as she drew on the paper, stroke by stroke.

Xia Feng held his breath and watched quietly for a while.

As if sensing something, he looked up at the clock. The minute hand was slowly shifting towards 12, almost imperceptibly to the naked eye, merging with the second and hour hands.

Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out in the darkness, thud thud—

Two jet-black tentacles burst through the window. Mu Qingtong casually destroyed Uncle Yun's spirit, and in a flash, leaped out of the window on the other side.

At this moment, Xia Feng also arrived at the sky outside the house, but what made the two of them change their expressions slightly was that countless tentacles shot down rapidly from the clouds, or rather the entire sky, covering the space the size of the entire town.

There was no way to avoid it. In no time, the two were wrapped around the waist by tentacles that were impossible to cut off and were violently pulled northward.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—the tentacles were very intelligent, deliberately avoiding the houses and swaying left and right. Xia Feng felt dizzy and the wind was hitting his face. Soon he arrived above an amusement park.

In the center of the amusement park stands a giant tree ten meters tall, laden with over seventy glossy, tempting apples.

It looks like an enlarged version of the Tree of Gifts.

Several spirit masters were already hanging under the Grace Tree by tentacles, struggling in terror.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong were also hung from the tree.

"Oh, a newcomer has arrived~" The gothic lolita, whose waist was also wrapped around, turned her head to look at Xia Feng and the other person.

"Idiot, now is not the time for you to make friends!" The man with the TV was hanging on the other side, his face grim in the portrait on the screen.

"If I don't make friends now, am I supposed to wait until I die?" The gothic lolita pouted, her heavily made-up eyes staring unblinkingly at the two of them. "Hello, you two. My name is Yuan Zhoulu. What are your names?"

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"Your name is awesome!" Seeing that these two fourth-tier powerhouses weren't flustered, Xia Feng had nothing to panic about either. He nodded politely, "My name is Fangpian (Fangpian)."

"Plum blossoms." Mu Qingtong smiled.

"Oh?" The man with the TV, who had initially looked displeased, suddenly widened his eyes, his face, now resembling a black-and-white portrait, showing interest: "Brother, you're also surnamed Fang?"

"Of course~ What's up, sir?"

“All those with the surname Fang are my good brothers! Very good, I’ll consider you a friend.” The portrait smiled, but because of the flickering black and white light, it looked strangely eerie. He chuckled, “Oh right, my name is Fang Kuai Si (Four Squares), what do you think, brother? Isn’t my name pretty square?”

Xia Feng was truly at a loss with this guy. I don't know if you're scared or not, but I'm a little panicked.

"Aaaaaah!!" Just then, a scream from afar shattered the friendly atmosphere among the four.

The four turned around and saw that the spirit master closest to the giant gift tree was beginning to fester and bleed all over. After turning into a mass of rotten flesh, it quickly condensed and compressed into an alluring red apple, which hung on the tree.

The expressions of the twenty-odd spirit masters bound here by the tentacles changed slightly. It seemed that the closer they were to the Tree of Grace, the faster they would be transformed into fruit.

"So this is the Spirit Flesh Fruit Tree? Seeing is believing, it's truly amazing!" Square Four said, holding up the screen and cursing.

"A spirit flesh fruit tree?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

“It’s the ‘Blessing Tree’ that the natives talk about,” Yuan Zhoulu sneered. “The fruit it bears has the ability to help spirit masters forcibly compress the density of spirit particles, but the side effect is that it easily makes them bloodthirsty, irritable, and craving to eat people.” Forcibly compress the density of spirit particles? Xia Feng was shocked.

The Spirit Treasure Fruit expands the soul space, thereby indirectly increasing the amount of spiritual particles. The side effect is that it is difficult to advance in rank if you eat too much.

The Spirit Flesh Fruit can directly compress the density of spirit particles, directly increasing the amount of spirit particles, while avoiding the difficulty of upgrading the Spirit Treasure Fruit. This effect is incredibly powerful, but the side effects are also very obvious.

The Spirit Flesh Fruit is essentially human flesh transformed; what kind of spiritual master could eat it without any psychological pressure?

"From what you're saying, the Spirit Flesh Fruit also exists in the outside world?" Xia Feng suddenly asked.

“Of course.” Gothic Lolita clicked her tongue. “Spirit-Flesh Fruits are priceless in the Gray Realm. If even one appears, you have to exchange it for a D-grade spirit garment or even a C-grade or B-grade spirit garment. I never expected that the source would be here.”

The so-called Gray Realm refers to the ancient war zone left over from the Realm of the Present and the Realm of Nightmare. It is a no-man's-land and also the activity area of ​​many criminal organizations and cults.

Upon hearing Yuan Zhou's explanation, Mu Qingtong looked up thoughtfully at the tree full of red fruits. "Once the calamity beast chooses a location, it is difficult for it to move. Therefore, if it wants to sell the spirit flesh fruit, it can only rely on people."

"It seems there's a reason why this scourge has been able to exist in District 51 for over a decade without being discovered."

Xia Feng understood what Mu Qingtong meant. Every year, orphans were sent to this Yuanhe Orphanage, and they were cut off from society. But no one ever investigated, or if someone did come to investigate, they were probably silenced in various ways.

It's clear that powerful figures are acting as a protective umbrella, shielding this treacherous place. And these powerful figures must be getting something out of protecting it.
The Spirit-Flesh Fruit might be one of the benefits.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng subconsciously glanced at the sky.

"If the calamity beast and the nobles of District 51 are truly cooperating," Mu Qingtong said calmly, "then the God of the Sky and the so-called gods become much easier to understand."

"The sky god is a calamity, while the gods are those powerful and noble people in high positions."

"Tsk tsk~ No wonder they're imperial nobles, I knew none of them were any good!" The Gothic Lolita sneered after hearing their analysis. "The empire is doomed sooner or later!"

"I don't know if the empire is finished, but we're doomed, sis!" Square Four cursed. "If we don't do something soon, we're all going to die here!"

One after another, the spirit masters in front of them exploded into chunks of flesh, which then gathered into fruit on the tree.

Soon it will be their turn.

"A solution? Tsk~ My solution is to wait to die." The gothic lolita said indifferently, her eyes slanted upwards.

"..." Seeing that even his younger sister was helpless, the man watching TV sighed helplessly, "Damn it, we're doomed."

Seeing that the two of them looked like they were waiting to die, Xia Feng's eyes widened: "Hey, wait, aren't you guys fourth-tier experts?"

The gothic loli glanced at him and clicked her tongue. "Please, this is a five-eyed level calamity realm. No, that's not right. In my estimation, this might even be a six-eyed level calamity realm that we can't handle."

"Damn it, my luck has been terrible lately." Square Four's face was gloomy. "This piece of shit, Calamity, actually made the entrance look like a regional teleportation portal. I thought it would lead directly to District 51, but I didn't expect it to be such a godforsaken place!"

Hearing the two level-four experts complaining back and forth, Xia Feng was speechless. So you guys really had no other choice but to chat and make friends with me?
Xia Feng thought these two were confident of victory, which was why they had the leisure to chat with him.

This is a bit tricky. Xia Feng looked thoughtfully at the sky. Above the countless hanging tentacles, a giant black shadow stretched across the sky, with a vague outline like an octopus, obscuring the heavens.

"Hey? Bro, look what's that?" Yuan Zhou Shuai's eyes widened as he pointed to the Spirit Flesh Fruit Tree.

Everyone looked over, and the man in the portrait remained expressionless: "There's nothing there, so what are you yelling about?"

"You idiot, look at the water droplets surrounding that tree, it's Holy Liberation Liquid! That's Holy Liberation Liquid!" The Gothic Lolita exclaimed excitedly.

Xia Feng's gaze narrowed slightly as he noticed that countless tiny water droplets shimmering with golden light surrounded the base of the giant tree.

"Holy crap! It really is the Holy Solution?!" Square Four exclaimed in surprise. "Judging from this amount, it's probably about 10 milliliters if all of it is collected!"

Xia Feng was also somewhat surprised; the Holy Liberation Liquid was indeed one of the materials for the Holy Liberation!

[Sacred Relief Materials: 100ml Sacred Relief Liquid, Manifestation Mark Path, 100 Obsidian Stones of This Attribute]

Each of the materials for Holy Liberation is extremely difficult to obtain, with Holy Liberation Liquid being as rare as an A-grade spiritual weapon.

For the sake of the Holy Elixir, even a single drop would be enough to make many fourth- or fifth-tier, or even Venerable-level experts grit their teeth.

The Holy Liberation Liquid has many uses. For example, when 100 ml of Holy Liberation Liquid is absorbed, one can have a temporary Holy Liberation opportunity for twelve hours. In addition, it can greatly improve mental strength, repair damaged souls, and repair broken spiritual artifacts. Of course, its most important function is actually as one of the materials for Holy Liberation.

Saintly Liberation is an ability that only S-rank and some A-rank spiritual artifacts can possess, representing the ultimate perfection of a spiritual artifact's abilities.

If one can achieve Saintly Understanding, the combat power of a Spirit Master who already possesses a high-level spiritual weapon will receive a terrifying boost.

Of course, due to the extreme scarcity of materials for achieving Saintly Liberation, very few powerful individuals have actually completed the process.

(End of this chapter)