I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 164. The First Clash Between Mu Shen and Sister Yi
Ye Lixing never imagined that his magical artifact would burn so much after it was transformed into a human!
He was calling him that right in front of his master, and it was with that lowly commoner no less! He was brazenly cuckolding him!
He'd really had enough! Ye Lixing's eyes were bloodshot, and without further hesitation, he plunged the knife into his heart!

A strange, blood-black light flashed across his chest. This was his trump card, a deadly move meant to take someone down with him. He wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary.

"Xia Feng~ Shirley wants more~" came the husky whisper from behind the female elf.

Xia Feng quickly drew the bowstring taut again, and the thick beam of light flashed and converged wildly.

"Ye Lixing, did you see that? This is her true power!" Xia Feng declared, unleashing his Supreme Minotaur Declaration. His second beam of light shot out—whoosh—

"!!!" Ye Lixing's expression froze for a moment, then his heart trembled with fear, and he felt his soul leave his body. Damn it! Why isn't this guy charging up his power!

His ultimate move still needed some time to prepare, but Xia Feng completely disregarded combat etiquette and launched another attack before Xia Feng could even fully charge it up.

Boom! The second light cannon merged into the first light cannon, and the dark light flowed like a raging inferno, burning fiercely and instantly engulfing Ye Lixing.

Within the black light, Ye Lixing's eyes widened and his mouth opened, about to say something, when his entire body began to visibly turn to blood and dissolve. Waves of black light rippled outwards, a strong wind arose, and the surrounding forests all bent backwards, almost breaking.

"No—" A low growl of despair and resentment echoed through the heavens and earth.
Within the pitch-black light cannon that pierced through the forest, a vaguely visible spirit figure twisted and struggled. It reached out to Xia Feng and emitted a silent hiss. In an instant, its spirit vanished!
The dark light gradually dissipated, and the leaves rustled as the forest returned to silence.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged a glance before landing on the ground.

"Huh? Master is dead."

Still holding Xia Feng, Shirley snapped out of her excitement, raised her mature face, and after a moment of blankness, her spirit body began to slowly disintegrate.

Xia Feng turned around and looked up. Shirley looked at him with a confused expression and reached out her hand. Bang—her spirit disintegrated.

Seeing this, the woman in the black dress who walked over slowly nodded thoughtfully: "Although you stole Ye Lixing's spiritual artifact, the artifact calamity seal is not in the spiritual artifact, but in the soul. Therefore, if Ye Lixing dies, the artifact calamity will also die."

"However, it seems that the intelligence or thought process of the weapon is not normal, otherwise it would not have realized it only after killing its own master."

"I see." Xia Feng nodded. After the experiment just now, with the guaranteed hit ability, Shirley's control over the direction of the spirit garment was actually not very useful. If she died, she died. That's what the scumbag Xia Feng thought to himself.

As he pondered, he looked up at Chana Yuki and smiled, "Let's go back and get back to business."

Chana Yuki: "."

The three returned to the tree. Chana Yuki secretly glared at Xia Feng before bending down to dig, searching for the material that would help Mu Qingtong advance—white jade glass.

Xia Feng wasn't idle either; he and Mu Qingtong began cleaning up the battlefield.

Loot the two men in black robes for valuable items.

As Xia Feng casually rummaged through the gopher's belongings, the blood-eyed mask suddenly slipped off and fell to the ground, drawing his attention.

Upon seeing this thing, he paused for a moment, hesitated for a second, but finally couldn't resist his curiosity and tentatively reached out.
Press it on top.

"Xiao Feng~~"

"Xiao Feng~~ Where are you?"

Just like last time, a familiar, serene voice entered my mind from the Blood-Eyed Theta Mask, like the lament of a ghost from the underworld, or the whisper of a goddess, murmuring softly in my ear.

Xia Feng felt a chill run down his spine. Just as he was about to throw it away, he heard the woman's voice rise slightly.

"Oh? Xiaofeng~ I've found you again! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's your big sister~"

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As the woman's tone softened, Xia Feng's expression faltered slightly, and some vague fragments of his childhood became faintly clear.

She was a gentle girl in a floral dress, who reached out her slender hand to pat his head, bending down with a smile:

"Little brother, my name is Gong Changyi, what's your name?"

"My name is Xia Feng." The innocent and naive little boy raised his dirty face, paused, and then said earnestly in his childish voice, "Xia as in summer, Feng as in maple leaf." "Xia Feng, that's a nice name."

"Thank you, thank you."

"Xia Feng, do you want to go home with your sister?"

"what?"

"Xia Feng, from now on I'll be your older sister~ Call me Sister Yi."

"Sister Yi Yi".

A jumble of memories flashed through Xia Feng's mind. He rubbed his head and murmured, "Sister Yi... Gong Changyi."

"Xiao Feng~ Xiao Feng, are you listening?" A gentle, smiling voice rang in my ears again. "Tell your sister where you are. Your sister will send someone to pick you up."

Xia Feng opened his mouth, paused, and then asked in confusion, "Can you hear me?"

"Hey, Xiaofeng, your voice has changed a lot. It seems you've grown up."

Xia Feng remained silent. This woman seemed to know him very well, but he only had a few fragments of memory about her.

"Xiao Feng, we don't have much time left on the call. Tell your sister where you are," the woman asked softly.

"I'm here, I'm here—"

"Hmm, you're there?"

Xia Feng smiled and said, "Guess."

woman:"."

"Xiao Feng, you're being naughty~ Stop fooling around with your sister, tell me where we are now~"

Why do you want to know my location?

"Huh? Do I need a reason? Xiao Feng, we've been separated for so many years, don't you want to reunite with Sister Yi?"

"I don't want to."

"Ah, you don't want to? Why, why? Xiaofeng, don't you want your sister anymore?"

The woman's surprise was tinged with a hint of grievance, and her soft, pitiful voice made one want to comfort her immediately.

Xia Feng almost softened his heart, but fortunately he remained very clear-headed and wouldn't be foolish enough to expose his location to this strange woman.

Gong Changyi has close ties with the Burning Heaven Temple, and her past memories are incomplete. Whether this Sister Yi is friend or foe remains unknown.

Xia Feng felt it wasn't necessary to take the risk. After all, what if Sister Yi actually had a grudge against him? Revealing his location to Sister Yi might have some benefits, but not revealing it certainly wouldn't do any harm.

"Xiao Feng, you're not doubting your sister's motives, are you? Really, your sister is so kind, how could she possibly harm you?"

A clear, melodious voice, tinged with a sob, whispered in his ear, a soft, cold breeze seeming to enter his ear canal. Xia Feng's gaze froze, his dark pupils gradually becoming empty, and he murmured, "Yes, yes, sister wouldn't hurt me."

"Mmm, that's more like it." The woman's aggrieved voice gradually returned to normal, her tone gentle yet tinged with a hint of triumphant mockery. She chuckled softly and whispered, "So, Xiao Feng, where are you now?"

Xia Feng's dark eyes were lifeless, and he stammered, "I'm at the flower shop—"

"Get out!" At this moment, the woman in the black dress appeared in front of Xia Feng without him noticing, her slender hand pressing on Xia Feng's forehead, coldly uttering a low shout.

(End of this chapter)