I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 43. A Future of Doomsday? Already Decided
The two, Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong, stared at each other's masks in silence for a long time.

"Alright, alright, I'll answer your question." Xia Feng finally gave in first, looking at the man's corpse, "The Illusionary Calamity is hidden in his left chest."

Through the heart of the Evil Demon, Xia Feng could clearly sense the surrounding Evil Force aura. Previously, Huan E had been concealed by the aura of a man, making it impossible for him to locate it.

Now that the man is dead, the aura of the Illusionary Calamity is immediately exposed to his senses.

呲——

Mu Qingtong pierced the corpse's heart with the tip of her longsword and easily picked out a colorful worm no bigger than half a finger.

The colorful insect has ferocious teeth on its head, and it writhes its body on the tip of the knife, hissing silently.

In the middle of its body, a wide-open, blood-red vertical pupil stared fearfully at Mu Qingtong.

“One-Eyed Nightmare, a rather rare Illusionary Calamity species.” Mu Qingtong handed over the tip of the knife. “Do you want it? Its blood’s spiritual essence is predominantly water, which can be used as material for advancing to the second tier.”

In addition to meeting the required spiritual pressure, spiritual masters also need to collect the corresponding spiritual materials for each stage of advancement.

For example, Xia Feng's spiritual nature is water-based, and the spiritual materials he needs to advance to the second tier are Spirit Beard Grass, Illusionary Calamity Insect Blood, and Tail Serpent Eye.

The eye of the tailed snake is the hardest to obtain, because most tailed snakes have two or three eyes.

The monsters are classified into nine levels, with one eye being the lowest and nine eyes being the highest.

"No need, I don't need that." Xia Feng waved his hand. "I didn't do much, you deserve all the credit."

Mu Qingtong nodded, guessing that Xia Feng had already collected the blood of the Illusionary Calamity Insect. It seemed that she also needed to speed up the process of collecting her own spiritual materials.

After some thought, Mu Qingtong did not immediately kill the Illusionary Worm, but instead walked straight to the unconscious girl in the white dress.

She placed her palm on the girl's forehead, and the bracelet on her wrist, made of dark-colored pebbles, emitted a faint red glow.

"58 Aoc of Evil Power, still 2 Aoc away from becoming an Evil One, what a pity." She shook her head and stood up.

Xia Feng was taken aback: "What a pity?"

Before he could react, Mu Qingtong drew her dagger and slashed it across the girl's neck!

"!" Xia Feng was startled and quickly grabbed her wrist. "Are you crazy?!"

Mu Qingtong frowned slightly, tilting her head in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Xia Feng blinked: "You were just trying to kill this girl?"

"Otherwise what?" Mu Qingtong said calmly, as if discussing a lamb to the slaughter. "Although it is still two AOCs short and the quality is a bit inferior, the souls of both the Cursed Ones and the Cursed Patients are excellent spiritual materials."

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Mu Qingtong's words made Xia Feng suddenly realize that his understanding of Mu Qingtong was still too one-sided and subjective.

He should have realized long ago that the title this woman was given later as the "World-Destroying Demoness" was not a name casually bestowed upon her by the world.

Perhaps it was her living environment, her unparalleled talent, or other reasons that shaped her indifferent personality towards life. Thinking of this, Xia Feng cursed inwardly. From his own perspective, Mu Qingtong's indiscriminate killing behavior was more harmful than beneficial to him.

So, although he wasn't exactly a saint, in this messed-up world where a little sympathy for a stranger could earn him praise as a saint, he felt it necessary to play the saint for once.
Of course, there's an even more important point: Mu Qingtong's future is destined to be extraordinary. While it's unknown whether she'll truly become a world-destroying witch, whether she'll become a foolish, idiotic world-destroying villain or a thoughtful, goal-oriented, and principled world-destroying villain remains to be seen.
It all depends on today!

Well, okay, the main reason is that Xia Feng doesn't want his syncing partner to actually become an evil villain. That wouldn't do him any good, and it would be awkward to be around him.

So, we need to think of a solution!
Think of a way
Tsk, but what could he possibly do to correct this witch's 'normal' values? Xia Feng sighed. After all, what's wrong with a world-destroying villain disregarding life?

Moreover, imposing one's own values ​​on others feels like meddling in other people's business.

Mu Qingtong naturally noticed that Xia Feng's tone was not good, and he seemed to disagree with her thoughts and actions.

But she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

She stood on the mountaintop looking down at the crowd. The men, women, the old and the children, densely packed like ants, were no different to her.

However, at this moment, Xia Feng stood on another mountaintop in the world and questioned her: "What do you want the soul of a person suffering from a curse?"

“It’s an experiment, of course,” she said calmly. “And then?”

"Become stronger."

Upon hearing these two simple words, Xia Feng's dark eyes narrowed slightly. A brilliant idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said calmly with a slight smile:

"I have to say, Mu Qingtong, I look down on you."

Mu Qingtong was taken aback: "Wh-what?"

"I'll speak." Xia Feng removed his mask and began his performance! His expression was disdainful. "Mu Qingtong, I...look...down...with...you!"

"!!!"

As Xia Feng spoke, the top floor fell into dead silence.

The dozen or so people around were still in a daze, their eyes glazed over. Two men in black robes stood between the corpse and the unconscious girl, their robes fluttering in the wind.

No one had ever dared to show her such contempt! Mu Qingtong remained silent for a moment, then removed her mask, her golden eyes calmly fixed on the man before her. "Reason?"

"Reason? You really don't understand, Mu Qingtong." Xia Feng's lips curled into a sneer. "You have the talent of a strong person, but you don't have the mindset of a strong person. How laughable."

"It seems I really did misjudge him back then."

Xia Feng shook his head, his tone deliberately full of disappointment, "You're not some peerless genius, you're just an ordinary person who was born with good luck."

A strong mindset? Am I just an ordinary person? Hearing the strong disdain in Xia Feng's tone, Mu Qingtong's breath hitched, and she felt inexplicably annoyed and irritated.

If it were anyone else mocking her like that, she wouldn't even bother to respond, but Xia Feng was different.

He has the right to say that about her.

But that doesn't mean she has to agree. Mu Qingtong frowned, her tone slightly cold: "You say I'm mediocre, but killing a weak person makes me mediocre?"

"Isn't it?"

"The coward draws his sword against the innocent, and the weak swing his sword against the weaker."

To be honest, Xia Feng almost believed it himself. He was completely immersed in the role, and his cold, mocking tone softened slightly as he calmly said, "Mu Qingtong, only a cowardly and mediocre person like you would resort to any means to become stronger, going to any lengths to bully those unarmed and innocent people. Truly, truly disappointing."

As Xia Feng spoke with disappointment, Mu Qingtong's pale golden pupils slowly widened.

The coward draws his sword against the innocent, the weak wield their swords against the weaker. She doesn't believe that this defines what is strong and what is weak.

but--

"Truly disappointing." The calm and indifferent six words echoed in her ears again and again. Mu Qingtong could tell that Xia Feng's tone was completely genuine. He wasn't acting or anything; he was genuinely disappointed in her.

Was it extreme disappointment that she was originally the weaker party? Her gaze narrowed as she stared intently at the man in front of her.

Xia Feng stared at him with his cold, lifeless eyes, his expression blank.

There are many ways to collect corrupted souls, and she chose to collect the soul of the girl in the white dress because it was convenient and easy to bully.

But does that mean she lacks a strong mindset? She doesn't think so.

She glanced at Xia Feng, then casually pulled the knife away from the girl's neck.

“Mr. Xia, you have a strange empathy that I lack. Perhaps this is why, although we are of the same kind, there are still great differences between us.” She said calmly, and deftly sheathed her sword.

"Same kind?" Xia Feng was stunned. What "same kind"? Although he didn't quite understand Mu Qingtong's meaning, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had given up killing the girl.

He was actually very flustered. He hadn't really planned to change Mu Qingtong's code of conduct, but getting her to temporarily back down was already a great success.

All I can say is that I'm truly amazing! But Xia Feng also had a vague feeling that Mu Qingtong might become the world-destroying witch in the future.

It was already destined
(End of this chapter)