I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 49. It was very good, but now it's mine.
"Mr. Spade, if I may ask, are you a member of the Empire, or..."

"Rest assured, I am Fentian. I don't care what you do here." Xia Feng's voice was sincere and deep. "Long live Fentian!"

"Oh, so it's the madman from Burning Heaven. That makes sense then," the clown nodded thoughtfully.

People say that their Divine Calamity Society is a cult, but in their view, the Burning Heaven Temple is the real cult, and its members cannot be judged by common sense.

The clown smiled and explained, "This pocket watch is called the Pingshan Pocket Watch, and its origin is naturally the Pingshan Hospital outside the realm of calamity. As you probably guessed, the reason for the gap appearing in the Boundless Realm is precisely because the Pingshan Hospital did it at the behest of a certain important figure."

In order to store and transport such a large quantity of Boundless Stone, the Hirayama Laboratory developed this device with a storage capacity far exceeding that of modern technology.

"Who is this important person?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

"Mr. Spade, that's beyond my ability to answer."

The clown helplessly shrugged, "After all, our Divine Calamity Society has a partnership with this important figure."

Moreover, he wasn't entirely convinced that the Spade Man was from the Burning Heaven Temple, so he only mentioned some things that were easy to investigate.

Xia Feng nodded. Although he had figured out many things, he still didn't understand what this had to do with the Ping Shan Hospital in his dream, and it had even less to do with his unborn wife.
Damn it, he came to Pingshan Hospital to find his wife, not some nobleman or big shot.

"By the way, I have another question."

He smiled slightly and looked at the bartender, "Mino, may I try again?"

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Mino's smile froze. "It's permissible according to the rules, but esteemed Mr. Spade, I don't have many prizes left. Once I run out and have no more prizes to give out, I will die. So, could you please have mercy and spare my life?"

He abruptly adopted a pitiful, pleading expression, which was very stiff.

Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Fine, how about this? I can spare you, but there's a condition."

"You say."

"The condition is simple." Xia Feng pointed at Yan Xujia, who had remained silent and pretended to be invisible, and said indifferently, "I want his life."

"?!?!" Yan Xujia was completely dumbfounded. What the hell was going on? Did I do something to you?!
The bartender said helplessly, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Spade, I cannot kill someone intentionally—"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xujia vanished from the spot and left the realm of calamity.

"Holy crap!" Xia Feng was startled and vanished from his spot with a thought.

The next second he appeared in a gray world shrouded in Eeriya mist.

"What the hell? How did it get like this outside?" He frowned, not having time to observe his surroundings. He quickly sensed Yan Xujia's direction and rushed straight into the fog.

After leaving the Calamity Realm, the landing point seemed to be random, but Yan Xujia became a Calamity Transformer, and Xia Feng remembered the Calamity Transformation aura firmly, so there was no way to escape.

While chasing him, he didn't forget to throw the hydrolysate he had just obtained into his mouth, bite down hard, and crunch it out.

The power to dissolve the stone quickly dissipated and surged into the depths of the soul.

[Spiritual Artifact: Divine Mirror Without a Stand]

Using a bronze mirror, one can straighten one's clothes; using people as a mirror, one can understand one's gains and losses; using history as a mirror, one can understand the rise and fall of dynasties.

[Spiritual Interpretation: Using Copper as a Mirror: Copying | Optimizing | Removing Falsehoods and Retaining Truth]

[Copy (Awakened)]
Optimization (Awakening in progress → Awakened)

Distinguishing truth from falsehood (Awakening in progress → Already awakened)

[The first stage of spiritual liberation has been completed and permanently solidified | The second stage of sacred liberation is awaiting liberation —]

[Sacred Interpretation: Using Others as a Mirror: *|*|*]

【Sacred Liberation Ritual:*】

[Sacred Liberation Materials: *]

A flood of information rushed into Xia Feng's mind. He shook his head and exclaimed inwardly, "Wow, even Saintly Liberation has three skills?"
Even a normally unlocked spiritual weapon will only gain one more skill.

However, according to the knowledge learned at the academy, to know the details of my Holy Liberation Ritual and the required materials, I need to advance to the second tier. Tsk~ Damn it, it seems advancing to the second tier is imminent.

Moreover, he can gain an extra copy slot when he advances to the second tier.

"Senior! Can you please stop chasing him? We don't have any grudge against each other, do we?!" Yan Xujia shouted back in terror as she frantically fled.

He hasn't killed that bastard Xia Feng yet! He hasn't caught that bitch Cha Naixue yet! He can't die yet!

He must not die.
But the surrounding evil aura continued to erode his sanity, his vision shifted, and the Spade Masked Man chasing him from behind seemed to grow countless tentacles, attacking madly and emitting eerie cackling laughter.

"What the hell?!" Yan Xujia broke down, gritting her teeth and roaring as she turned around, "Meet the troops!"

The domain expanded, and ten wooden soldiers climbed out of it.

Unlike last time, this time the wooden soldier also underwent a transformation due to his own calamity. His dark green body turned reddish-brown, and a bloody aura spread out.

"kill him!"

However, as Yan Xujia spoke in a cold voice, the ten wooden soldiers turned their heads in unison and stared at him expressionlessly.

"Optimize." A faint voice rang out, and the ten wooden soldiers opened their blood-red eyes.

"What—" Yan Xujia was shocked. Xia Feng! This Spade Man was actually that bastard Xia Feng?!

So that's how it is! This guy isn't a Venerable at all! After his initial shock, Yan Xujia suddenly grinned, realizing that things weren't so bad after all.

If he couldn't seize control of the magical artifact, then he might as well perish together with it. He quickly raised the scepter in his hand, grinned, and said coldly, "Self-destruct!"

If we can make the wooden soldier self-destruct, there's a glimmer of hope!
"Remove the false and retain the true."

The Spade Man raised his scepter and pondered, "Yours is fake, mine is real."

Yan Xujia's eyes widened, and whoosh—the scepter in his hand turned into tiny fragments of spiritual light that scattered in the air. He opened his mouth, his expression blank. What the hell was this?

A magical artifact? Broken?
The connection between him and the magical artifact has completely disappeared! Unlike the last time when he copied it, he at least had a sense of it and was able to compete with Xia Feng for control.

This time, there really was nothing left!

[Selected Spiritual Artifact: Forest Scepter (Already copied, no need to trigger 'Remove False Opportunity')]

[Successfully separated the false from the true]

[Introduction: As the king of this game, the God of Life is always watching you.]

[Grade: C]

[Spiritual Understanding - Calamity-Induced Troops: After mutation, combat abilities are doubled again under calamity-inducing conditions. Additionally, wooden soldiers can be self-destructed to create a massive calamity explosion to attack the enemy.]

It hasn't been used for a few days, yet it has actually evolved?

No need to prick~
"It's quite good, but it's mine now!" Xia Feng smiled slightly and waved the scepter in his hand forward.

The ten wooden soldiers, their afterimages remaining in place, appeared directly around Yan Xujia, blocking his retreat. Swish, swish—two wooden palms pierced through Yan Xujia's chest.

"Uh—" Yan Xujia's throat swelled with blood. He stared blankly down at the bloody hole in his chest, his consciousness gradually fading.

"how so?"

As the wooden hand withdrew, he fell backward, his terrified eyes unable to comprehend, even in death, how Xia Feng had managed to steal his spiritual weapon so directly.
How can such a bizarre ability exist in this world?!
With gritted teeth, Yan Xujia tilted his head and died.

Xia Feng snatched a ball of evil energy from the sky, decomposed it into evil spirit liquid and blood beast impurities, and threw the impurities onto Yan Xujia's corpse. The corpse was devoured and assimilated into blood beast impurities and disappeared completely within a few seconds.

Destroy corpses and destroy traces.

"Hmm?" Xia Feng was suddenly taken aback and looked at the Evil Liquid in his palm with a puzzled expression. In the center of a small, quietly flowing gray mist, a very tiny black-gold pebble was floating.

"This is... the Boundless Stone?"

Xia Feng's eyes widened in surprise as he looked around in confusion.

He suddenly remembered something: the Divine Calamity Society was going to invade District 51, which would inevitably cause damage to the Boundless Realm. How many Boundless Stones would fall from the crack?
Xia Feng didn't even dare to think about it!
(End of this chapter)