I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 286. Catalysis
The deity behind Mr. Xia is a very mysterious being.

Mu Qingtong still couldn't guess his identity. She frowned as she watched Xia Feng quickly set up the formation, and suddenly spoke:
Is this deity female?

Xia Feng glanced at her. "Miss Mu, we're currently arguing."

"It's saved." Her beautiful, delicate eyebrows furrowed.

"Let's load the save file then."

Xia Feng smiled slightly, reached out and pinched the silver-haired woman's cheek, kneading it vigorously until it was round and flat, thus completing the manual save.

Mu Qingtong's brows furrowed immediately, her eyes turning unfriendly. Just as she was about to say something, Xia Feng's spirit began to float into the air and disappear into the small teleportation portal.

The black-haired man beneath him suddenly lost his focus, and his hands fell to the ground with a thud.

"You," Mu Qingtong's words stopped abruptly. After staring at Xia Feng for a while, she also reached out and rubbed his cheek hard.

Unfortunately, Mr. Xia's eyes were lifeless and he showed no reaction.

"Tsk~" Mu Qingtong suddenly felt bored.

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Under the World Tree.

Xia Feng's reappearance here felt like a lifetime ago.

Although it remains the same as before, the World Tree's canopy blocks out the sun, and the pale dragon in the center of the trunk still holds its majestic head high, with ever-burning blue flames swirling around it.

A divine throne is set in the center of the base of the tree, where a woman in a star-patterned dress sits with her eyes closed.

As always, Di Si placed her hands elegantly on her knees, her left eye adorned with crystal-white dragon scales, her exquisitely beautiful face both alluring and holy.

The dark gold cross-shaped sword between her brows exuded a sacred and inviolable aura, and her upturned eyelids were lowered, as if she were sitting elegantly on a divine throne in a state of slumber.

Sensing the disturbance, she slowly opened her eyes, her pale, vertical pupils, imposing and indifferent, glancing at Xia Feng. After a pause, she spoke calmly and in a deep voice:

"My believer, you have broken your promise."

Xia Feng said last time that he would come in every day, and if something happened, it would be at most every seven or eight days, but unexpectedly, something went wrong.

"I apologize, Lord Dragon God, a lot has happened in the past month or so, which caused the delay—"

"Come forward." Before he could finish speaking, Miss Evil Dragon's calm command rang out, interrupting him.

Xia Feng was stunned. He keenly sensed that Miss Evil Dragon seemed to be acting a little strange.

But something felt off, and he couldn't figure it out.

Puzzled, Xia Feng slowly stepped forward and came to the front of the throne, where he met the gaze of the slightly raised, majestic vertical pupils.

rustling—

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dragon tail peeking out from under the star-patterned skirt, seemingly intending to reach out to him, but then it suddenly retracted under the skirt along the white ankle and disappeared.

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Ever since Di Si forced a kiss on him with various excuses last time, Xia Feng realized that this Dragon God was a two-faced, foolish woman who used all sorts of clumsy excuses to cover up her evil desires.

So, it seems that Miss Evil Dragon's desire to reproduce has increased again?
It has to be said that he was indeed terrified of Miss Evil Dragon's kiss last time, which was even more brutal than Mu Qingtong's.

When Miss Evil Dragon put her strength into it, Xia Feng felt like he was going to die several times; it was terrifying.

Therefore, today is a day for wise men, and Xia Feng decided not to tease Miss Evil Dragon. Instead, he would simply chat with her as a believer and a deity for a while.

However, when he approached the throne, Miss Evil Dragon simply pursed her lips and stared at him quietly without saying a word.

After a long silence, Xia Feng, somewhat helpless, thought for a moment, then knelt on one knee, looked up, and began to speak respectfully in a deep voice: "Lord Dragon God, I have found a clue about the Origin Egg."

Di Si was slightly taken aback. The dragon tail, which had been trembling slightly beneath her star-studded skirt, retracted again, then wrapped around her slender, fair legs in circles, binding them more and more tightly. The fluffy white tail tip slid up her rounded thighs, almost reaching her groin.

She remained expressionless, her lips pressed together, her pale, vertical pupils looking down at the man kneeling respectfully before her, her thighs pressed tightly together beneath her star-patterned skirt.

She had just finished writing in her diary and lay down, enduring the torment of pain and desire. She thought the believers still wouldn't come in today, but not long after...
Suddenly, I sensed a spatial anomaly.

Overjoyed, she quickly rose and sat properly on the throne before the believers entered.

Unexpectedly, this believer was not in a hurry to absorb the evil power today, and even needed her personal command to come to the throne.

"Lord Dragon God, Lord Dragon God? Are you listening?"

The man's questioning call brought her back to her senses. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said softly, "Hmm, a clue about the Origin Egg? Tell me about it."

Xia Feng nodded and took the Origin Water out of the Na Shi space.

He thought that since the Origin Egg could help Miss Evil Dragon suppress her reproductive desires, perhaps the Origin Water could too? After all, it only differed by one word.
If he succeeds, he will have accomplished a great feat, and the generous Miss Evil Dragon will surely reward him handsomely!

“Lord Dragon God, this Origin Water is the reason why I haven’t been able to enter for over a month.”

Xia Feng tilted his head back and smiled confidently, "This item should be of great help to Lord Dragon God, right?"

"..." The moment Di Si saw the Origin Water, her pale vertical pupils froze, and her pupils contracted abnormally.

"You—" She was about to speak up and ask the believer to take back the source water, but it was too late.

As if sensing something, the golden droplets burst forth with light, their holy golden radiance scattering like stars and disappearing into the pale vertical pupils.

Di Si couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her majestic voice carrying a hint of seductive charm, so soft and sweet that Xia Feng's scalp tingled and his tongue went dry.

[Pain level: 1.40 million; Desire: 58.76%]

[Desire +0.1%]

[Pain level: 1.40 million; Desire: 58.86%]

Di Si clenched her fists, her eyes tightly shut; she felt like she was going crazy.

The desire level that had been so carefully maintained suddenly spiked by 0.1 percentage points, like a tightly closed hole being suddenly forced open with a tiny crack, and the trickling water was almost uncontrollable, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation.

"Lord Dragon God, are you alright?" Xia Feng sensed something was wrong; had he done something wrong with his good intentions?
"I have something to attend to!" Di Si gritted her teeth, pressing her legs together tightly under her elegantly seated skirt, leaving no gap between them.

She took a deep breath, slowly opened her eyes, her vertical pupils conveying a dignified air: "It's alright."

Xia Feng realized that the Origin Water was affecting Lord Dragon God and asked in confusion, "Should I take the Origin Water back?"

"No need." The woman in the star-patterned dress shook her head. "The catalytic properties inside have already been absorbed by me, so taking them back would be useless."

"Catalytic?"

"Yes, Origin Water has two core functions. Besides being able to dissolve all sealing formations, it can also nourish and promote the growth of 'Origin-type vegetation,' so it also has an aphrodisiac effect that can influence gods, especially dragons."

Ah, so that's its function? Xia Feng sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. He hadn't expected that the Origin Water and the Origin Egg would have completely opposite abilities.

whoosh-

At that moment, Xia Feng felt a sudden tightness in his ankle. He looked down in confusion and saw that the white velvet tail had somehow draped out a thin gauze skirt, which was wrapping around his ankle.

The tip of its tail, like a water snake spitting out an apricot, begins to climb up the lower leg.

(End of this chapter)