I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 151. The Horrifying Research of the God of Destiny: Fate and Tyranny
Boom! !
As Jiang Zhizi's frenzied killing intent surged, thunder roared across the sky, and in an instant, a torrential downpour began, accompanied by rolling thunder.

Suddenly, the woman's figure burst through the rain, rushing straight into the dense crowd like an arrow released from a bow!

"Jiang—Jiang Zhizi! Are you trying to rebel?!"

Amidst the panic, a flash of blood appeared, and a terrified head flew into the air under the pouring rain. The headless corpse's knees buckled, and it collapsed to its knees towards the eastern horizon.

At the same time, his body began to emit pale blue spiritual energy, which quietly disappeared into the space governed by the rules.

The nobles under the rain curtain were stunned for a moment, their faces changed drastically and they turned to run again, but it was all in vain. Following Jiang Zhizi's fate, several more women suddenly leaped out of the palace and rushed towards the nobles with crazed expressions.

"Gentlemen—" Jiang Zhizi flicked her long sword, its blood-red blade gleaming, and looked up at the palace: "The important figures are playing a game with us where they'll be beheaded! What are you all standing there for? The game has begun!"

Upon hearing this, the blank and dazed gazes of the crowd gradually focused, and excited killing intent appeared on their faces. They had naturally learned about sadistic training games in the garden and knew how to portray a yandere attitude.

"Shh-"

Countless figures leaped down from the palace, crashing through the rain as they charged toward the nobles and dignitaries on the ground, their lips curling into a sickly, sinister smile.

As more and more people joined the hunt, the scattered nobles were surrounded.

"What are you doing! What are you trying to do!"

"What kind of beheading game is this! We don't want to play it—"

A nobleman cried out in alarm, but it looked more like a masochist's feigned reluctance. For a masochist, not wanting meant wanting more!

The women, in tandem with the noblemen, displayed an even more morbidly excited murderous intent as they drew their knives and began their "discipline."

Under the rain of heads, blood splattered everywhere, and screams filled the air.

"Damn it, damn it! Have you all gone mad?!"

"You lowly people—pfft!" Amidst the curses and flying heads, the prelude to the massacre was fully unveiled.

"Wait, wait, wait! That's enough! Apologize, we apologize—"

The fourth rule of the Calamity Realm states that by obtaining the forgiveness and pardon of the gods, one can be spared from their wrath and receive their protection.

No matter how dire the situation, there is always a glimmer of hope.

We apologize!

"We apologize! Chu Xi, we shouldn't have gang-raped you, we shouldn't have eaten your child! We shouldn't have!"

"No, don't kill me—Linda! I'm fucking shit, please let me go!"

As apologies rang out, the nobles realized, "That's right! As long as we apologize, these bitches will naturally forgive us, and we'll be safe!"

If only one crazed Jiang Zhizi remained, they could easily handle her. After all, even with the blessing of the Calamity Rule, Jiang Zhizi was not invincible, possessing only around the third tier of strength.

However, what the nobles did not expect was—

Hearing their apologies, the gods, earnestly playing the role of 'slaughterers,' remained unmoved and instead intensified their killing.

A white light flashed, water droplets vanished upon contact with the light, and blood and organs were scattered everywhere in the downpour, as death continued to spread.

“Damn!!”

"We've already apologized, why isn't anyone reacting?!"

"Jiang Zhizi, what did you do to them!"

"What have you done?"

Jiang Zhizi plunged a knife into the hostess's throat. Amidst the hostess's angry, fearful, and resentful gaze, she abruptly withdrew the blood-stained knife, coldly sneering:
"Don't you understand yet? Because they don't think you've done anything wrong, they will never forgive you, you bunch of pigs!"

"Wha-what?"

They wanted the gods' forgiveness, but only if they were guilty. The gods, however, believed the nobles were innocent! Or rather, they simply didn't know what was right and wrong.

"How...how could this happen? How could this happen?!"

Amidst incredulous, resentful murmurs, terror and despair permeated the nobles, their cries, screams, and the howls of death intertwining to create a tragic yet beautiful symphony.

Some tried to rebel against the 'gods', but their efforts were futile due to the overwhelming numerical superiority and overwhelming power.

The massacre lasted for an unknown period of time. Blood mist stained the torrential rain crimson, and severed limbs and heads floated in the river of blood, together creating a horrific scene on the banks of the River Styx.

at the same time.

Xia Feng watched as the number of spirit fruits in front of him rapidly increased from 5 to 20, 30, and 40.
Although they are all first-grade spirit fruits, their advantage lies in their large quantity.

[During her first observation of the rule space, Mu Qingtong gained some insight into the 'Destiny Stone'—*Abnormal*Abnormal*Abnormal*][The Destiny Stone was detected as a divine external force; it is in an abnormal state and cannot be synchronized with the Destiny Stone—]

Several pieces of information suddenly appeared in Xia Feng's mind, and he was stunned. Destiny Stone? What is this? Is it Mu Qingtong's trump card?
"Mr. Xia, could you give me a chain of rules?" Mu Qingtong's voice rang out.

Xia Feng turned around and saw the woman in the black dress with sparkling eyes, curiously observing the ubiquitous chains of rules around her.

A purple light shone from between her brows, and an irregularly shaped amethyst appeared faintly.

Xia Feng blinked, casually waved his hand, pulled out an extra chain of rules and handed it to Mu Qingtong, asking curiously, "This crystal is from your research, right? What is it used for?"

"This is called the Destiny Stone. As for its function," the woman in the black dress smiled gently, "Mr. Xia, you will find out."

She took the golden chain, sat down cross-legged, and closed her eyes, as if sensing something.

Xia Feng blinked and stared, not daring to disturb this top student too much, for fear that she might lose her sudden inspiration.

While he was thinking, the number of first-level spirit fruits that had been rapidly condensed had soared to 60.

Immediately afterwards, four more level-two spirit fruits gradually appeared in front of him!

As the spiritual particles and spiritual foundation of the flower master on the ground were drained, a snow-white pear-shaped fruit condensed in front of Xia Feng, a level 3 spiritual treasure fruit!

Xia Feng carefully counted the harvest: 68 first-level spirit fruits, 6 second-level spirit fruits, and 1 third-level spirit fruit.

It could be said that he became incredibly wealthy; with so many spirit fruits, his spiritual energy level was enough to skyrocket.

Thinking it over, he gathered all the fruit together and placed them in front of Mu Qingtong.

Mu Qingtong opened her eyes in confusion.

"I've obtained nearly 150 Spirit Treasure Fruits. To avoid you saying I'm bullying you, I'll share half with you." Xia Feng raised his chin and said calmly, "My spiritual energy is about to enter the fourth tier. If you don't work harder, you really won't be able to beat me."

After saying that, Xia Feng turned and left. He built a small house not far away, went inside and sat down cross-legged, seemingly preparing to cultivate as well.

The door slammed shut, blocking the woman in the black dress's view.

Mu Qingtong: "."

Her golden eyes shifted to the large pile of fruit beside her legs. Xia Feng had already given her so many good things, and she hadn't repaid him yet; now he was giving her even more.
It seems we need to step up our efforts!

To create an A-rank spirit garment, one must first have a spiritual pressure and spiritual particle structure capable of supporting or even driving the A-rank spirit garment, which requires at least fourth-order spiritual pressure.

Therefore, her current goal is to raise her true spiritual pressure intensity to the fourth level as soon as possible, and then create an A-grade spiritual garment to give to Xia Feng, thus paying off her debt in one go.

As she pondered, she comprehended the chains of rules while picking up a spirit fruit and popping it into her mouth, all the while sorting out the spiritual particle structure of her soul space.

Inside the small dark room.

Xia Feng lay on the ground with his arms behind his head, bored out of his mind, staring at the ceiling with his innocent eyes.

Miss Mu, I'm ready! Please move automatically!

Just as he was filled with anticipation, he finally felt the power surging through his body and the rapid reshaping of his soul space.

[Mu Qingtong, you have consumed 5 Level 1 Spiritual Treasure Fruits, resulting in a slight expansion of your soul space.]

[Mu Qingtong, you have consumed 20 Level 1 Spiritual Treasure Fruits, resulting in a slight expansion of your soul space.]

【.】

[Mu Qingtong, after consuming six Level 6 Spiritual Treasure Fruits, your soul space has slightly expanded, and your spiritual particle quantity has surged to the mid-stage of the third tier.]

[Mu Qingtong has consumed a Level 1 Spiritual Treasure Fruit. Your soul space has been greatly expanded, and your spiritual particle quantity has surged to the peak of the third tier, reaching the standard for advancing to the fourth tier of spiritual pressure.]

As information flooded into his mind, Xia Feng felt his soul space within his body constantly tearing and expanding. A slight stinging and tingling sensation traveled from the soles of his feet to his spine, but it wasn't uncomfortable; instead, it gave him a feeling of complete comfort.

He is currently only a second-tier spiritual master, but his spiritual particle quantity has reached the peak standard of the third tier.

Under normal circumstances, this state would prevent him from advancing to the third rank of spiritual pressure in his lifetime, because the expansion of his soul space is too great, which is beyond the capacity of a second-rank spiritual pressure.

Fortunately, Mu Qingtong easily constructed a perfect spiritual particle structure, which allowed him to withstand such a huge amount of spiritual particles even with second-order spiritual pressure.

After comprehending the chains of rules, Mu Qingtong vaguely understood how to construct the power of rules within the Destiny Stone. She began to improve the Destiny Stone, forming the rule 'Destiny·Tyranny'—*Abnormal*Abnormal*Abnormal*

[The Destiny Stone has been detected as an external divine object, indicating an abnormal state. Synchronization with the Destiny Stone is impossible.]

[Destiny - Tyranny: Inflicts 1 Ton of Pain on the target, and grants the caster a 0.1 point increase in Strength]

(End of this chapter)