I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 236. Grade A Spirit Robe

Bernard Island.

Core laboratory.

The lighting was dim, with only a few fluorescent incandescent bulbs casting a dark red glow on the circular platform inside the glass room.

Sitting in the center of the platform is a Maine Coon cat with golden fur, its head tilted back and its eyes closed.

Around the platform were ten third-tier spirit masters, their hands pressed against the transmission plates on the edge of the platform, constantly outputting spiritual particles, their faces gradually turning pale.

A large number of spiritual particles gathered at the center of the platform and poured into the Maine Coon's body.

“Lord Berna, this can’t go on.” A subordinate walked up to the tall, thin man and said respectfully, “This is the fourth batch of people already, and the spiritual pressure is simply not enough.”

Bernard's gaze was gloomy as he frowned and stared at the Maine Coon cat in the glass enclosure. After a long while, he said in a deep voice, "Go, bring over those level 4 spiritual materials from the secret vault and feed them to it!"

"A level 4 spiritual material!" The subordinate was slightly surprised. "Sir, isn't the price far too high—"

"Stop talking nonsense and get going!"

"Yes!"

The subordinates dared not refute and respectfully withdrew from the laboratory.

The Maine Coon cat in the glass enclosure is an A-grade spirit paper that has come to life. Although it is unknown how this spirit paper became a living thing, Berna only wants to activate and revive it as soon as possible, regardless of the reason!

Grade A spirit paper is different from Grade B and Grade C.
Grade B and below spirit paper are basically engraved using spirit materials after a spirit master has created a new spirit garment based on their enlightenment.

However, Grade A spiritual paper is formed naturally, just like spiritual fruit, a treasure bestowed upon mankind by the laws of nature.

If someone can create an A-grade spirit garment, then they can naturally inscribe an A-grade spirit paper.

Of course, these are all theories. Throughout history, no human has ever been able to create an A-grade spirit garment.

In addition, the A-grade spirit garment also contains Enlightenment Marks, which can help spirit masters comprehend the structure of spirit particles more easily.

Based on the number of enlightenment marks, spiritual garments can be divided into single-mark spiritual garments and multi-mark spiritual garments.

Most A-grade spirit garments are single-mark spirit garments, which can only help one spirit master comprehend the Dao and learn the spirit particle structure of A-grade spirit garments.

Without the help of the Enlightenment Mark, no one in this world could learn to wear an A-grade spirit garment, not even the most talented First Pillar of State, His Majesty Huang Ye.

The Maine Coon in front of him was an A-grade single-mark spirit garment. Berna had his subordinates continuously pour spiritual pressure into it in order to activate the Enlightenment Mark.

Now he is sparing no expense on precious spiritual materials, and he estimates that he will be able to complete the activation in another day or two!

But at that moment, the Maine Coon cat in the glass enclosure slowly opened its eyes, its pale golden pupils revealing a hint of disdain, its tone arrogant:

"Humans, give up. I've said it before: only true geniuses are worthy of my approval and to obtain the Enlightenment Mark."

"And you? You don't deserve it!"

"."

That's what's annoying about the Elf Robe—they're a bit dim-witted. But it doesn't matter; they're just true geniuses.
According to this cat, a true genius is a super spirit master who can learn to wear an A-grade spirit garment in just two and a half years.

Few people in history have been able to do this.

However, Bernard smiled and remained silent. Since he had already paid such a high price, he naturally had a way to become a true genius and gain the approval of this silly cat.

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"No, you're a wanted criminal now."

Freya was grateful when Xia Feng suggested going to Berna Island together, but she didn't want to involve this student.

Moreover, Xia Feng's situation was already very dangerous.

"No? Why not?" Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. Freya leaned weakly against the pillow, her delicate brows furrowed: "Because I'm your teacher, if I say no, then no."

“As a wise man once said, when a girl says no, she means yes! Okay, I understand, teacher.” Xia Feng patted Freya on the shoulder, looked at the cockpit, and excitedly pumped his fist. “Miss Q, let’s go! Destination: Bernard Island!”

Freya: "."

Sure enough, after a few months, although the child seemed more mature, he was still somewhat unruly and did things his own way, not listening to his teacher at all.

Freya felt she still needed to maintain a teacher's dignity, so she straightened her face and said seriously, "Don't be so frivolous. I'm being serious. Berna Island is heavily guarded. Even if you come to help me, to be honest, you won't be able to make any difference!"

She knew Xia Feng was a genius, and he was probably at least a second-tier spirit master now. It wouldn't be long before he reached the third or even fourth tier, but that would require time to develop.

Going to Bernard Island now would be suicide as cannon fodder.

Of course, she would be cannon fodder even if she went alone, but her identity is special, so even if she is discovered, Bernard wouldn't dare to do anything to her.

"Xia Feng, did you hear what the teacher said—um—" She was speaking when her words were abruptly cut off as a string of bright red, glistening candied hawthorns was roughly shoved into her rosy little mouth.

Her beautiful eyes widened involuntarily as she looked up.

Xia Feng looked down with his dark eyes and blinked: "Teacher, is it sweet?"

"." Freya paused for a moment, then subconsciously stuck out her little tongue and licked it. The sweetness seeped into her tongue and instantly whetted her appetite.

Having not eaten for several days and suffering such severe injuries, she was already starving.

Xia Feng's sudden insertion jolted her awake, making her feel incredibly hungry.

She glanced up at Xia Feng, her tongue coated with sugar frosting, and forcefully bit into the next candied hawthorn.

Seeing that Teacher Fu had finally shut up, Xia Feng took out five bags of bread and a cup of water from his Na Shi space and handed them to her so that she could replenish her energy.

After eating her fill, Freya reclined contentedly, her face slightly flushed, her beautiful eyes half-closed in blissful ease, and she murmured softly, "If only there were some wine."

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The students in the distance gazed silently at the sea view outside the window, without reacting.

"Sigh, if only there were wine," Freya muttered, her voice slightly louder.

Still no response.

"." Freya couldn't hold back for a moment. She propped herself up slightly and gently kicked Xia Feng's waist with her fair little feet under her loose martial arts uniform.

"Hmm?" Xia Feng turned his head.

"Do you have any wine?" Freya asked expectantly.

Xia Feng shrugged and smiled, "Once we get to Berna Island, we can replenish our supplies. By the way, what was your original plan, Teacher Fu?"

Freya knew she couldn't dissuade him, so after thinking for a moment, she pursed her lips and said, "There's a ball on Bernard Island tomorrow. According to my plan, I'll sneak in during the ball."

Ms. Fu briefly explained her plans and introduced the dance party.

Xia Feng roughly understood that this ball was actually a rather secretive auction, auctioning off items that could not be traded on the market.

To Xia Feng's surprise, the auction not only featured fourth-tier wood-type spiritual materials, but also extremely rare obsidian.

During the many days of sailing at sea, Mu Qingtong would cultivate from time to time, and her spiritual pressure was already close to the peak of the third rank. She would soon meet the conditions for advancing to the fourth rank.

Mu Qingtong said that most of the fourth-tier spiritual materials had been collected long ago, and now only a few were missing.

Xia Feng rubbed his chin. It seemed that he really had to go to Bernard Island!

(End of this chapter)