I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 220. Mother
Apart from the [Fourth Divine Treasure].

There is also a legend circulating in the Yongliu Sea.
Of course, this is not a legend, but something that has been confirmed by the Empire—the Eternal Flow Sea is actually a huge calamity!
This statement is somewhat biased, but it's not far off. Legend has it that the only Nine-Eyed Calamity, Calamity Jin, created its own Calamity Realm and then threw it onto the Eternal Flow Sea.

This calamity of His is therefore known as the "Curse of Calamity".

Under this curse, one intelligent life form will randomly disappear every day within the Eternal Flow Sea.

It's a curse so simple it's strangely baffling.

The only way to break the curse and pass through this Nine-Eyed God-level Calamity Realm is to unravel the mysteries of space and call upon the Calamity God in your heart to reveal these mysteries to Him.

If you clear the Nine-Eyed Calamity Realm, you will receive a god-level reward—to the best of the Calamity Realm's power, grant the clearer one wish.

Therefore, this legend is also known as "The Wish of the Evil God".

Regardless of whether the Calamity will actually grant the wishes of those who clear the level, its "breaking the mystery of space" is quite baffling.

This is more like the work of spiritual scientists.

"coming."

As Mu Qingtong reminded him, Xia Feng looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a dark red tuxedo sitting not far away, having ordered a strong coffee.

Wearing an expensive watch and leather boots, he was number 14.

He looked down at the e-newspaper, sipped his tea leisurely for a while, then got up and left.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged a glance, stretched, and naturally followed.

After navigating several turns and passing through a sparse crowd, Number 14 arrived at the observation deck and gazed at the view for a while. Just as Xia Feng was getting impatient, Number 14 finally got up again and headed towards the rest area.

"This guy has finally gone back to his bedroom."

Number 14 is a third-tier spirit master. Killing him wouldn't be difficult, but taking him down quietly would be. So Xia Feng planned to wait until he was alone before making his move.

Although Xia Feng is only at the third rank now, his actual strength is already enough to easily deal with a fourth-rank spirit master.

Current Strength: 889

A physical strength of around 1000 is equivalent to that of a fourth-tier spiritual master, while 2000 and above is equivalent to that of a fifth-tier master. If he were to use the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor, he could triple his physical strength and easily break through to the fifth-tier standard.

Current mental strength: 458

A mental strength of 40-300 is at the level of a fourth-tier spiritual master, while 300-1000 falls into the category of a fifth-tier spiritual master.

Through his persistent absorption of dragons over the past ten days, his mental strength has increased dramatically. If he could enter the Evil Dragon Space every day for half a year to absorb dragons, he could easily raise his mental strength to a terrifying level with the help of the Touch of Calamity.

Available copy bits: 3+1

[Currently possessed Spiritual Artifacts: Transcendent B-grade Ten-Sacred Bow (Fragment), B-grade Vermilion Bird Demon Armor, A-grade Spiritual Artifact Space, Empty Sealing Slot]

[Incomplete Interpretation: Fusion Vessel | Mingde Domain | Unknown]

Although he had consumed 100 ml of Holy Liberation Liquid, he had also taken some more from the Black Moon Goddess before fleeing from District 51, so he still had 100 ml of Holy Liberation Liquid left, enough for a short Holy Liberation.

Furthermore, there is an abundance of obsidian to unlock the Mingde domain.

This can be considered his core trump card without using the Black Crow Feather.

Once the Mingde Domain is activated, dealing with five level 5 berserker knights from the Black Moon Church shouldn't be a problem. Of course, if it's five level 5 spirit masters who can use spirit armor, then I definitely still won't be able to win, and I'll have to run away.

On the 14th, they entered the room without closing the door. Xia Feng and his companion waited outside for a while to make sure no one was around before using their Bronze Concealment technique to sneak into the room.

Number 14 seemed to be looking for something in his bedroom, humming a song leisurely, completely unaware that two thugs were approaching outside the bedroom.

However, just as Xia Feng was preparing to launch a sneak attack and deliver a fatal blow.

"Dong dong dong dong——"

The door was pushed open with a bang after the sound of hurried footsteps, as if someone had entered the house. Xia Feng felt a little helpless and quickly used the bronze mask to reduce his presence, hiding in the corner of the wall.

Mu Qingtong frowned and also went into hiding.

"Who are you?!" Number 14 turned around and looked at the group of people who rushed into the bedroom, his expression changing slightly.

There were about ten people, most of them wearing dark red priest cloaks and expressionless. The most conspicuous one was a young man in his early twenties in the middle.

He was dressed in a British-style shirt, paired with a stylish vest and straight-leg trousers, with a dark black overcoat draped over his shoulders. He was handsome and looked like a young nobleman raised in a great aristocratic family.

The young nobleman raised his hooded right hand and waved it. A subordinate walked up to number 14, handed him an ID, and said in a low voice, "Sir, I'm very sorry, your room has been requisitioned."

Upon seeing the deep red identification, Number 14's initial anger subsided and dissipated. He quickly recovered, bowed respectfully, and said, "It is my pleasure to serve you."

Without turning his head, he left the room.

Xia Feng: "."

Damn it, why am I so unlucky? Xia Feng was speechless, but it didn't matter. Anyway, No. 14 couldn't escape this ship. He just had to wait for the young nobleman to leave.

Furthermore, Xia Feng keenly noticed that the blind old man with gray pupils next to the noble young master was a fifth-level spiritual master.

But that's normal. If a young master from a top-tier noble family doesn't have a fourth or fifth-tier spirit master by his side, he might be chopped up and fed to dogs by his enemies in some corner the next day.

“Young Master Renault, there’s no one else in the house. We can set up the formation now.” The blind old man said calmly after scanning the living room and all the bedrooms.

Xia Feng's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. As expected of a concealment garment made of bronze, it was indeed powerful!
A dozen or so subordinates quickly drew an array in the living room. Soon, a circular array with intricate patterns lit up with a deep red glow, and crimson waves of energy rippled outwards, distorting the surrounding space as if it were solid. Suddenly—

With a soft hum, the wall by the window in the living room seemed to dissipate like a dream bubble, revealing a simple yet elegant, dimly lit palace scene.

The palace is supported by eighteen magnificent pillars, and looking up from the pillars, you can see the epic and fantastical dragons and phoenixes swirling on the dome.

At the far end of the palace, on the throne, which was as still as the underworld, sat a mysterious woman dressed in a classical phoenix dress.

She lazily crossed her long legs, propped her chin on her hand, and wore a half-fox mask with red and white flowing light on the upper half of her face, leaving only her fair, upturned chin exposed. Her cherry-colored lips were curled into a half-smile.

Behind the throne stood a mural of a phoenix with its eyes closed, exuding a vast and desolate aura.

Upon seeing this, the young nobleman and his men all knelt down and bowed their heads respectfully.

The young nobleman said in a deep voice, "Greetings, Mother."

Inside the bedroom, Xia Feng's dark eyes widened upon seeing this scene, somewhat surprised and puzzled. Why did this scene look so familiar?

“The Golden Flower Family.” Mu Qingtong’s calm voice echoed in Xia Feng’s mind. “I heard that this family has a supreme ‘Mother’ who has adopted many children who are spread throughout the imperial nobility, thus forming the Golden Flower Family.”

(End of this chapter)