I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 23. I never expected it could walk and talk.

A soul song competition?

Xia Feng was about to bend down to pick it up when a sophisticated and sexy woman in black heels stepped on the center of the flyer. Xia Feng looked up along the black skirt and saw the world-destroying witch staring down at him expressionlessly.

Xia Feng straightened up, his smile enigmatic: "Miss Mu, are you going to participate in the national competition? I'm truly impressed!"

Mu Qingtong: (_)
The Imperial Spirit Song Competition is a well-known national event across the fifty-one administrative regions of the Human Empire, and it is a super-large-scale star-making variety show that has been popular for nearly a century.

However, the entry requirements for such competitions are extremely demanding for ordinary people, as they need to become apprentice spirit masters and know how to imbue their singing with spiritual pressure so that the listeners' emotions can fluctuate with the singing.

It is precisely because of this powerful emotional resonance that ordinary people cannot achieve, and the fact that spiritual songs can be disseminated through any medium, that spiritual song competitions have become so popular.

Every national champion is a top-tier superstar known to everyone from eighty-year-old mothers to three-year-old toddlers.

But what Xia Feng couldn't understand was why an extraordinary genius like Mu Qingtong would be interested in the Spirit Song Competition.

And her singing is so... awful.

"Is there anything else?" Mu Qingtong asked, frowning.

"No more, no more."

Xia Feng waved his hand and quickly slipped out of the classroom, not forgetting to pump his fist in encouragement behind him, "Good luck, I wish you all the best in the competition!"

Mu Qingtong: —_—

Feeling a sharp, stabbing sensation in his back, Xia Feng quickened his pace, only stopping after he had rounded the corner.

He glanced back at the Spirit Song Society, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Unexpectedly, after his chance encounter with Mu Qingtong, he made such a risk-free and highly profitable deal. He didn't give anything in return, but he got a bronze mask and two grams of Boundless Stones. Moreover, Mu Qingtong remembered the Six-Tailed Spirit Robe.

Well, in addition, he also learned one of the world-destroying witch's flaws—she sings terribly!

Ha~ A little world-destroying witch? Easy peasy~
Xia Feng smiled sinisterly, like a villain, feeling pleased.

Standing at the door, Mu Qingtong quietly watched the disappearing figure, her slight annoyance gradually subsiding as she stared blankly into space.

Fei stepped out from behind and stood beside her. After a moment of silence, she said, "Master, have you noticed that this is the first time in so many years that you've been angry, even ashamed? You seem to care a lot about his opinion of you?"

"Oh? Really."

Mu Qingtong glanced at the sunset painting half the sky with its glow outside the window and chuckled softly, "Fei, do you know, for so many years I've been searching for my mirror. I thought finding it would be a pleasant surprise, but I never expected it could walk and talk."

"Tell me, how could I not care?"

The maid glanced at her master, a hint of confusion showing on her expressionless face: "Master, I still don't understand."

Mu Qingtong lowered her head and thought for a moment before explaining, "It's like you suddenly discover a very cute doll, and you really like it. But that's not all; this doll can actually walk, jump, talk, and even communicate with you, so you like it even more."

Mu Qingtong's pale golden eyes brightened even more. "So you want to take it apart, cover up its exterior, fabric, and yarn to take a look."

As she spoke, a smile played on her lips. "Let's see what kind of cotton it is. What color is it? Does it also wrap around a red heart that looks like a person?"

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Fei still didn't quite understand, but she was deeply shocked!

"So, Master has finally stopped delaying and is preparing to participate in the Spirit Song Competition?" she asked, tilting her head.

Mu Qingtong nodded: "Although I am reluctant, this is the only way to become a true strong person."

*
[Mushroom hates potatoes: Are we there yet? Are we there yet?]

As soon as Xia Feng stepped out of the teaching building, Mushroom sent him a message urging him to hurry up.

[Mu Nanfeng: Immediately]

'Mushroom Hates Potatoes' is Mushroom's game name, and 'Mu Nanfeng' is his game name. He made plans to eat and play games with Mushroom. As a lazy student with no ambition and mediocre talent, relaxing after finishing his work is pretty much like a beaver, right?
[You have a basic understanding of the spirit particle structure of the C-rank Spirit Robe 'Three-Tailed' - 8%]

Senior Mu, please increase the intensity, don't stop! I can take it!
Xia Feng arrived at the restaurant in a cheerful mood.

It was right after afternoon classes, and the college cafeteria was still quite crowded. He searched through the crowd for a full three minutes before finally spotting the mushroom by a single, upright tuft of hair.

"Mushroom, you really need to grow taller, otherwise you won't be able to find a boyfriend in the future," Xia Feng said as he sat down.

Mushroom swallowed a large chicken leg into her left cheek, her oval lips glistening with oil. With a backward tilt of her neck, she slurped the chicken leg clean in an instant.

Her cheeks flared as she chewed, like a hamster, and her large, bright eyes glared at Xia Feng, as if she wanted to speak but couldn't utter a word.
goo-dong-

She covered her mouth, and Xia Feng pushed the soup towards her, saying, "Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Mushroom took a big gulp of soup, finally snapping out of it, and slammed his hand on the table with a pleading look: "Dad, I need your help!"

Xia Feng: "???"

Goodness, you must be incredibly busy, you've even lost all sense of shame.

"What kind of help do you need? You tell me first."

Mushroom said earnestly, "I want an autographed photo of Mu Shen."

"Are you trying to be a fangirl?" Xia Feng frowned and shook his head: "I'm afraid that won't work. I've only met Mu Qingtong a few times, we're not very familiar, she won't pay any attention to me."

Mushroom pursed her lips, as if making a momentous decision. She clasped her hands together, raised her large, bright eyes, and bit her lip, pleading, "Dad, please..."

"!!!" Xia Feng almost had a heart attack. He quickly raised his hand and said, "Stop, stop, stop! Shut up! I'll try. I'll try again next time I meet her, okay?"

The mushroom-shaped hair stood up straight, and it beamed with joy.

Just then, a commotion broke out outside the restaurant, and many students looked up.

The crowd parted to make way, and seven or eight young men escorted a tall, thin man with long hair into the restaurant.

They were dressed in uniform, elegant white priestly robes, with mysterious black moon embellishments on the cuffs and seams.

"Look, look! It looks like Senior Yan!" A girl whispered to her best friend.

"That's true. I heard that when Senior Yan was still a sophomore, he was appreciated by the bishop of the Black Moon Church and was specially recruited into the Church. It is said that in just half a year, he fought his way out of the Knight Legion with an invincible attitude and was promoted to Silver Armor Knight!"

"That's not all. You might not know this, but he is also the guardian knight of Chana Snow. Every one of the guardian knights is a genius selected from various campuses."

Whispers rippled through the crowd, their voices filled with envy and admiration.

The Imperial Weiyang Academy has branches in every administrative district. The full name of the academy in District 51 is the Imperial Weiyang Academy Fifty-First Campus.

"I remember when Senior Yan was still in school, he broke our campus's record for the fastest advancement to Apprentice Spirit Master. He still holds that record now, right?"

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Xia Feng looked at the young man in the distance, his eyes narrowing slightly. Yan Xujia, what is this guy doing at the academy?
"Let me tell you a secret, this man surnamed Yan is the son of the Marquis of Dongbo—the son of a marquis, a true nobleman." Mushroom whispered to Xia Feng, "Don't mess with him, his father, the Marquis of Dongbo, is no good person."

Da-da-da——

In the somewhat quiet restaurant, a group of flamboyant young people kept walking, drawing everyone's attention.

Seeing this, Xia Feng paused with his spoon, glanced at Mushroom and chuckled, "I didn't provoke him, but sometimes bad things just seem to come knocking on my door."

Mushroom, who was originally carefree, immediately became tense, her expression visibly tense. Being socially anxious, she didn't dare to say a word in front of strangers.

Da-da-da——

Finally, several tall figures stood in front of the table, completely blocking the last rays of the setting sun that were streaming in through the side window.

(End of this chapter)