I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 17.17. Assassination
"How is it?"

Finally, at the Great Wall, two men wearing dark red trench coats stood atop the wall, one fat and one thin, gazing at the distant forest.

The tall, thin man spoke in a cold voice: "Since there was no message from the assassin, it seems they haven't succeeded yet."

"What kind of assassin did you hire?" the short, stout man asked, displeased. "It took you this long to deal with a mere first-tier kid?"

"Tsk, Panda, don't worry. To prevent any slip-ups, I hired that bald guy at a high price. He's a second-tier cultivator and has even assassinated a third-tier spirit master before. Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut for a kid like this is completely overkill."

The tall, thin man's eyes were gloomy as he calmly continued, "Besides, it's difficult for that kid surnamed Xia to survive Qi Xiao's clutches; we might not even need to lift a finger."

"That would be for the best!" Although Panda was a bit short and stout, his thick glasses gave him a scholarly air. He pushed up his glasses and said, "This time you hid from us and acted on your own. If the Lord finds out about the assassination of Xia Feng, neither of us will get away with it!"

As he spoke, he gave the tall, thin man a cold look. "So, Knight Yan, you'd better pray that Xia Feng really dies in the Evil Dragon Forest!"

Seeing that Panda still had a condescending attitude of questioning him, Yan Xujia was displeased and sneered, "Fatty Panda, you can rest assured, that kid surnamed Xia will never leave the Evil Dragon Forest alive!"

As the two were talking, they were completely unaware that a woman in a black dress was standing on a higher wall behind them.

Mu Qingtong, dressed in an elegant black dress, stood tall with her hands behind her back. A semi-transparent black lace veil covered her face, and she narrowed her beautiful eyes as she looked down at the two figures. "Judging from the crescent moon emblem on the trench coat, they are from the Black Moon Church?"

Why would the Vatican attack Xia Feng? Mu Qingtong looked up and gazed into the depths of the forest, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

A second-tier assassin who has killed a third-tier spirit master must have exceptionally rich combat experience, making him difficult even for her to deal with.

But it's not impossible.

One method is to engage in a protracted war. As long as she can conceal herself and flee through the forest for two days, she is confident that she can turn the tables and kill her opponent.

As for Xia Feng
“Mr. Xia, if you die like this, it only proves that you are not worthy to be my opponent.”

The woman in the black dress stood atop the wall, her pale gold eyes sparkling, gazing at the blood moon in the sky. The concentration of malevolent energy in this place made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

If Xia Feng could deal with the pursuers, it would probably take at least two days. And since the Evil Dragon Forest was only open for five days a year, she didn't bother to linger any longer and turned to leave the city wall.

"Let's come back to see you the day after tomorrow, Xia Feng. I hope you won't disappoint me."

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"This taste...it's so familiar."

Xia Feng looked at the Wisdom Fruit in his hand, feeling speechless and disappointed.

After returning to the Light Evil Zone via the same route from the Black Hole, he strolled back leisurely, counting his spoils as he went.

The shell of the Wisdom Fruit is rough and dark red. Once peeled, the flesh inside is translucent white, and it looks just like a lychee.

After eating it, the taste was exactly the same as lychee.

Good heavens! The fruit of wisdom in this world is lychee?
However, after eating one, he did feel more rational.

But at the same time, he clearly felt his ability to absorb evil energy was rapidly declining, and he even developed a sense of irritation from disliking evil energy.

"Hiss—" Xia Feng's eyes widened, and he subconsciously slammed the bag full of Wisdom Fruits to the ground. "Damn it, they're poisonous fruits!"

According to the textbook, the Wisdom Fruit has the ability to clear away and resist the erosion of evil forces, which is obviously its natural enemy!
To him, it was the Queen's poisoned apple!

But after taking only a few steps, he turned back after a moment's thought, picked up the bag from the ground, and blew off the dust.

Although it's an extremely wicked fruit, a single Wisdom Fruit is currently worth 1 Imperial Coins on the market. And there are still twelve left in the bag—that's a staggering 12!

He had previously spent all his savings to raise the materials needed to activate the Heart of the Demon, leaving him penniless.

Especially since this month's rent hasn't been paid yet, this large sum of money has solved their immediate problem.

Xia Feng shook the fruit bag and grinned, "Since you're useless to me, I'll use you to rake in gold coins!"

After putting the bag away, he took out the Fruit of Life. Although it was called the Fruit of Life, it did not have the miraculous power to bring the dead back to life.

However, taking it can prolong life, and this prolongation of life is not just a myth, but a real increase in lifespan ranging from 1 day to 1 year.

This thing costs at least 10 yuan on the market, so it's really only the rich who can afford it.

That's why there are so many people in the world who live to be over 100 years old.

Of course, the Fruit of Life is useless to him, since he relies on the Heart of the Demon to maintain his life. The higher the activity of the Heart of the Demon, the longer he can live.

[Remaining activity: 7 days, 4 hours, and 39 minutes]

It seems he still has about a week to collect the summoning materials for the 'Gate to the World'.
"Huh?!" Just as he was pondering, Xia Feng paused, his hair standing on end, and a layer of golden light appeared on his body. He flicked his long tail behind his tailbone to block the sneak attack. *Bang!*

He used the momentum to leap forward and land on the top of a tree, then turned around to look down.

The bald, burly man in the fur coat took two steps back, recovering from his astonishment. "Damn it, it actually has a single tail? Such a huge intelligence error, is that black-robed man eating shit?!"

Muttering curses, the burly man twirled the delicate little knife in his hand, looked up, and grinned.

"But kid, although this is somewhat unexpected, I like your kind of hidden genius. Do you want to know why?"

As he spoke, he licked the delicate knife in his hand with a look of ecstasy, his grin widening. "Because, killing like this is more satisfying!"

Xia Feng: "."

Xia Feng's gaze lingered on the bald, burly man's knife. So, people really do lick knives? Hmm, at least that gives us some clues about the fight: the knife wasn't poisoned.
"Wait, now's not the time to think about that," he said, looking at the burly man with some confusion. "Who sent you? I don't think I've offended anyone recently."

The bald, burly man chuckled: "Who sent me? Of course, it was—whoosh!!"

Just as Xia Feng's pupils dilated slightly, trying to hear who it was, the burly man took a step and rushed towards Xia Feng like a meteor, grinning with excitement and killing intent in his eyes.

Damn, it's the sixth one! Xia Feng hurriedly swung his sword horizontally, unleashing a three-tiered wave attack, using offense as defense.

*Whoosh*—But the next moment, the burly man who had leaped into the air vanished without a trace.

"Fool, I'm right behind you." A burly man's low laughter came from behind, and at the same time, a palm strike carrying terrifying spiritual pressure came down. Xia Feng's dark eyes narrowed.

A high-pressure impact point was released from the tail tip into the giant's palm, BOOM!

Xia Feng's face turned pale, and he vomited blood. His body was thrown into the air. He quickly turned around, stepped on tree branches for leverage, and fled into the distance. A tactical retreat!

"Trying to run! Do you think you can escape!" The bald, burly man sneered, his figure flashing across the trees like a meteor, moving with incredible speed.

(End of this chapter)