I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 179. Vampire
Miss Evil Dragon's palms were soft, but her strength was great, making it impossible for Xia Feng to move an inch. He couldn't help but look up in confusion.

Di Si's imposing, cold vertical pupils revealed a hint of helplessness: "Blood, I can give it to you. I don't need you to lick it."

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"Oh right, that seems to be true," Xia Feng realized, but then shook his head, his gaze devout and fervent: "Dragon God, it's not licking, it's biting. I want to suck the dragon spirit blood from your neck! That way I can absorb the evil power and pain within you at the same time, even more efficiently than before!"

"No." The woman on the throne pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Why?"

"Xia Feng, you must understand that as my believer, you must not only be devout and loyal, but also abide by etiquette and morality." Di Si said in a deep voice, "I have already been magnanimous in allowing you to step onto the throne. If you continue to lick my divine body, this will be a sin of blasphemy against the gods. I should punish you with divine punishment! I will grant you eternal suffering from which you cannot be reborn."

"My Lord Dragon God, to correct you again, it's bite, not lick."

"Um?!"

"Alright, Dragon God, if you feel this is disrespectful to you and wish to punish me, then I am willing!" Xia Feng once again made a fervent declaration of sycophancy, "As long as I can more efficiently bear the evil force for you, I am willing to take on this sin of disrespecting the Dragon God!"

As Xia Feng spoke with sincere conviction, Di Si was completely stunned.

Xia Feng lowered his gaze slightly, and from his perspective, he could see that her delicate and exquisite collarbones resembled two white jade boats, moored on the icy surface of the snow, with a golden, intoxicating liquid rippling on them.

Above that, on the fair side of her neck, were tiny wounds healing slowly, from which fine golden blood oozed, shimmering with an alluring, strange light.

Without further hesitation, Xia Feng forcefully grabbed Miss Evil Dragon's wrist and pulled it away, then quickly bent down to clean her wounds.

"You—" Di Si came to her senses. She did not expect that this fanatical believer would be so bold as to force himself on her without her consent. She was slightly annoyed and was about to slap him away, but for some reason, she stopped.

Nourishes—

A barely perceptible stinging pain shot through the wound, and divine blood gushed out. The pale, vertical pupils of the woman on the throne, like a bottomless white abyss, now slightly expanded horizontally, and her beautiful, snow-white neck instinctively tilted back.

slam-la-

In the silent Evil Dragon Space, the World Tree obscured the sky, its lush branches swaying in the breeze from the void, intertwining and emitting the sounds of spring and summer, a time of renewal for all things.

Beneath the desolate dragon skeleton, atop the supreme divine throne.

The woman in the star-patterned dress shrank her slender calves beneath the skirt, and the tail on her taut, crescent-shaped white arches suddenly tightened, binding her smooth ankles even more tightly, while the exposed tip of her tail swayed merrily from side to side.

Feeling the blood slowly flowing from her neck, Di Si frowned slightly, lowered her raised hand, and did not stop her again. She simply pursed her lips, tilted her head back, and stared indifferently at the void in the distance.

So be it. She remained calm, quietly appreciating Xia Feng's desecrating act.

Miss Evil Dragon's blood thorns tasted slightly sweet amidst the bitterness. As the divine blood nourished his soul, Xia Feng's unbearable desires gradually subsided, but his thirst for the Calamity Elixir did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it intensified!
He gently placed his hand on the woman's shoulder, completely immersed in the nearby Eri Sea.

For absorbing the Erection Liquid, this method of directly biting and sucking the skin is obviously more efficient and faster than the previous method of inhaling from a distance.

As the terrifying elixir of evil flowed into his limbs and bones, and then into his heart, Xia Feng felt his soul being sublimated, and his entire spirit becoming increasingly clear and bright.

【精神+1+2+1+2+1】

[Spirit +1 +2 +1]

[Spirit +1 +1]

Current mental strength: 130 Soc

A fourth-tier spiritual master's mental strength will fluctuate between 40 and 300 Soc without relying on spiritual clothing or artifacts, and will increase with the increase of spiritual pressure.

Xia Feng's true rank has now advanced to the third rank, and he can withstand a much larger amount of Calamity Liquid at once. As a result, not only has the repair progress of his heart accelerated slightly, but the spiritual power converted from Calamity Touch has also increased.

Di Si also noticed that Xia Feng could last much longer this time than usual. She frowned, lowered her head, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it done yet?"

“.”夏枫没时间回答邪龙小姐的问题，只是口齿含糊不清，“快了，龙神大人，请再坚持一会儿。”【精神+1+2+1+2+1+1+1+2+1】

【.】

Current mental strength: 148 Soc

Xia Feng trembled all over. The relentless and violent impact of the Calamity Liquid left him somewhat exhausted, but he still managed to complete the last breath.

【Spirit +2】

Current mental strength: 150 Soc

"Phew—" Xia Feng finally raised his head, licked his lips with satisfaction, and then met the gaze of the majestic vertical pupils of the woman on the throne, who was so close to him. His heart skipped a beat.

"Is it over?" Di Si asked indifferently.

"Uh, well, actually not yet!" Xia Feng quickly lowered his head again.

Di Si: "."

Xia Feng was full, but his Gui Blade was still empty. After Yue Hongli released the Gui Domain, she had long been in a state of emptiness, thirsting for energy and in dire need of a large amount of evil power to recharge.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Feng finally fully charged his greatsword and looked up earnestly, saying:

"Your Majesty, I'm all better now."

With that, Xia Feng slowly stood up and stepped back, returning to the area below the Divine Rank.

The woman on the throne sat up straight again, her hands on her knees and her back straight, her vertical pupils looking down at Xia Feng: "Very well, my believer, now it is time for you to receive your punishment."

Huh? They really want to punish them?

Xia Feng was startled, but not flustered. Punishment it is then. In fact, he had already seen through it. This evil dragon lady looked majestic, but in reality, she was very simple-minded and easy to fool. No, she was easy to get along with!
So Miss Evil Dragon probably won't really do anything to him.

Xia Feng couldn't imagine what kind of punishment Miss Evil Dragon could give him.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng said in a resounding voice, "Alright, I know that no matter the reason, sucking on your neck just now is unforgivable and blasphemous! So please punish me, Dragon God! I can bear it!"

"Very good." Di Si was very satisfied with Xia Feng's proactive attitude in admitting his mistakes. She said solemnly, "Then you will be punished by being forbidden from suffering for me and absorbing my evil power for three hundred years!"

"???"

Xia Feng's excited and high-spirited expression instantly froze, his pupils dilated as he stared incredulously at the woman on the throne. How vicious, how utterly vicious!

Xia Feng decided to retract his previous statement. This evil dragon lady was anything but innocent! How could she come up with such a vicious method of punishment! How despicable!

Di Si was not surprised by Xia Feng's resistant expression, and simply looked down at him calmly: "What, my believer, are you dissatisfied with my decree of punishment?"

Dissatisfied? I'm more than just dissatisfied! Xia Feng, a resident of Bengbu, said helplessly, "Lord Dragon God, I know I was wrong. Could you perhaps change the method of punishment?"

"No." Di Si refused indifferently, her face impassive, but the hem of her star-studded skirt swayed merrily once more. She had racked her brains to avoid crushing Xia Feng's faith, and today she had finally found a reason to refuse this fanatical believer from bearing the curse for her.

Seeing Di Si's cold and authoritative demeanor, leaving no room for negotiation, Xia Feng decided to change the subject and looked at the snow-white tail tip binding her ankles under the star-studded skirt.

It sways left and right, like a puppy wagging its tail happily.

"Lord Dragon God, why does the tip of your tail keep swaying?"

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The movement of the snow-white tail tip swaying on the ankle paused.

(End of this chapter)