I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 370. Close Combat
"whispering sound--"

Xia Feng scoffed, his dark eyes suddenly sharpening as he summoned the Gui Dao and attacked Mu Qingtong.

It's fair to say that with his current immense strength, this mere world-destroying witch might not be able to defeat him!

The woman in the black dress turned her golden eyes into a cross shape, and Xia Feng immediately felt a powerful mental force surge into his mind, attempting to seize his consciousness and control his body.

But it's a pity.

His mental strength has now reached 1468Soc.

A mental power of 1000 or higher is at the Venerable level. Given Mu Qingtong's current spiritual pressure, she could only control him for half a second at most using mental manipulation.

Of course, even half a second is a lot of time, enough for Mu Qingtong to completely defeat him.

But now that he possesses the Domain of Gratitude, he can consume Gratitude Points to significantly increase his mental power by one level, easily erasing that half-second.

That mere world-destroying witch is no longer a threat!
So, to deal with this weak witch, we can play around with her for now and not rush to use the Grace Domain. Hmm?
Why aren't you in a hurry? Xia Feng stood there, stunned. He looked at the purple chains rushing down from above, and his golden pupils suddenly contracted.

Whoosh—the chain bound his right arm! His expression changed slightly, and without hesitation, his sluggish figure flashed back behind the woman in the black dress.

Mu Qingtong took a step forward, attempting to escape, but Xia Feng threw out the Spirit-Binding Rope and bound her right wrist!

With a whoosh, at the same time, a second chain shot out from the left and wrapped around Xia Feng's left ankle.

Xia Feng ignored the chains and instead yanked the rope, pulling the woman in the black dress back and forcibly holding her in his arms.

Thump, thump, thump—the two suddenly lost their strength and tumbled to the ground, and a third chain descended from the sky, wrapping around his right ankle.

The two rolled all the way to the French windows, where they finally stopped with a loud thud.

Outside the window, the moonlight and thin clouds illuminate the bustling city below, where a dense stream of cars flows.

The spirit-sealing rope quickly wrapped around Mu Qingtong's armpits and thighs, rapidly sealing off her spiritual pressure as it coiled around her.

Her wrists were pinned above her head by Xia Feng, her silver hair was scattered messily on the ground, her beautiful face was cold and aloof, her half-rimmed glasses and delicate nose were drooping. Xia Feng straddled her waist and looked down at her quietly.

Gold swirled in their pupils, their thin lips and red lips barely an inch apart, their warm breaths mingling.

With a whoosh, another chain shot out, piercing straight into Xia Feng's back. The impact made his body jerk forward, and the sharp pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat, his head drooping.

A woman's soft, chuckled voice whispered in his ear, "Let me briefly introduce my abilities to you, Mr. Xia."

“My spiritual abilities are [Spiritual Words], [Spiritual Puppet], and [Spiritual Covenant]. Spiritual Words is hypnosis, and Spiritual Puppet is what you, Mr. Xia, understand as mental manipulation of the body.”

"But Mr. Xia, your confident demeanor suggests you think my progress in understanding the Holy Truth is completely stagnant?"

Another chain shot out and bound Xia Feng's left arm. Xia Feng discovered that his spiritual pressure had been completely sealed.

The woman's red lips whispered softly beside his ear, her voice still calm and gentle, as she spoke leisurely:
"What I used to deal with you is called [The Will of the Monarch]. It can influence your thinking silently and without any mental invasion. It can control your inner thoughts and make you act according to my will."

"Then Mr. Xia, guess how many of your decisions along the way were your own true thoughts, rather than being manipulated by me?" The woman's soft, seductive voice whispered like a devil's, sending chills down Xia Feng's spine.

This guy.
Xia Feng suddenly looked up, staring intently at the woman's golden eyes beneath him.

Those beautiful, even slightly alluring, golden eyes remained serene and peaceful, their deep light like a sacred lake under the moonlight on a fairy mountain, unfathomable to anyone.

Bang!
His thighs and wide waist were tightly gripped and hooked by the woman. With the help of the chains, Xia Feng couldn't resist the immense force. His body rolled to the side, and the woman in the black dress easily pinned him down. Forced to release his grip, Xia Feng's dark eyes flashed with malice, and he swung his right arm upward, delivering a powerful elbow strike to the woman's chin!

The woman dodged the attack by tilting her head, a sharp gust of wind slicing through a strand of her silver hair. She then clenched her fists, raised them high, and slammed them down heavily on Xia Feng's forehead! Thud!
The tiles shattered with a crack, and Xia Feng, barely dodging the fatal blow by shifting his head to the side, suddenly thrust his hips forward! The woman in the black dress lost her balance and fell forward.

Xia Feng seized the opportunity to flip over and pin down his opponent, regaining the initiative.

The two fought silently for nearly half an hour, until they were both drenched in sweat and leaned close to each other's ears, breathing heavily.

"To be honest, Miss Mu, continuing like this is pointless and will not lead to anything."

Xia Feng was pinned down again, his right wrist held above his head, and he looked up helplessly.

Mu Qingtong frowned. As she had expected, the sealing chains had indeed sealed Mr. Xia's spiritual pressure and power.

To her surprise, Mr. Xia's newly awakened Holy Understanding ability actually restored his strength, bringing it close to hers again.

As a result, the game she thought she could win easily fell into a stalemate once again.

Xia Feng could tell that the woman in the black dress was completely out of options. He smiled and whispered provocatively in her ear, "Actually, there's no need to go through all this trouble. Just like I said last time."

"As long as Miss Mu shouts out loud—you like Mr. Xia, you like Mr. Xia the most! You like him so much you can't help yourself!—I'll admit defeat to you, how about that?"
Seeing Xia Feng's smug, cheeky expression, Mu Qingtong's calm, beautiful eyes remained unchanged. She simply moved her firm, porcelain-like buttocks under her black dress up silently.

Xia Feng's smile froze, the itch in his heart instantly making his throat dry and his eyes blazing.

[You have been blessed by Destiny - Greed 1, gaining 'Infinite Vitality']

You are cursed by Destiny: Greed 3, gaining 'Permanent Suppression of Lifeline'.

Anger surged from his abdomen to his neck, flushing his cheeks red. Xia Feng's burning black eyes stared intently at the woman above him.

Mu Qingtong's cool and aloof face was covered in sweat and she was slightly out of breath. A strand of silver hair clung to her lips, adding a touch of languid beauty to her intellectual temperament.

Her gold-rimmed glasses never fell off, casually swaying over her delicate nose, her calm, beautiful eyes reflecting Xia Feng's increasingly anxious and flushed face.

She remained expressionless and shifted her hips slightly.

Xia Feng's pupils contracted slightly again, almost imperceptibly, and he let out a low growl.

He tried to reach out to break the curse, but both his hands were locked in a struggle with Mu Qingtong above his head, making it impossible for him to move.

Excitement rings need to be worn on the hand and must be touched by the hand to take effect and produce an 'excitation' effect.

Therefore, to break the curse of 'permanent suppression of lifeline', one must touch the lifeline.

But now.
"Mr. Xia, is this your limit?"

Mu Qingtong pressed her thighs together under her black dress, raised her hips slightly to sit up, and looked down with her golden eyes, giving a concise and indifferent command, "Beg for my mercy."

Xia Feng clenched his back teeth so tightly they almost broke, his eyes blazing with fury as a low, hoarse growl, suppressed to the extreme, escaped from between his teeth: "You're dreaming!!"

As he spoke, Xia Feng turned his right hand above his head and forcefully gripped the woman's wrist.

excitation!
Unleash its full potential!
(End of this chapter)