I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 521. I Love
"No." Mu Qingtong answered quickly, her red lips uttering two words, concise and to the point.

"Really? Did you secretly confess your feelings to me by looking at my portrait or my belongings?" Xia Feng stroked his chin and guessed.

"..." Mu Qingtong replied coldly, her answer still swift: "No."

"Huh?" Xia Feng asked with a hint of doubt, looking thoughtful. "You said those two words 0.521 seconds slower than before."

"Miss Mu, you're not lying, are you?" He looked at the woman with a smile in his dark eyes.

"Boring," Mu Qingtong commented indifferently.

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, about to say something, but she interrupted him, frowning as she asked, "Mr. Xia, you haven't answered my question yet. When did you come back to life? Or were you never dead at all? Have you been imprisoned by Jiang Qiu'e for the past few months?"

She asked a series of questions, but Xia Feng blinked and didn't immediately expose her. He just smiled and began to explain what had happened over the past six months.

Without reservation, he briefly recounted everything from E'chuan to the land of the E'ling tribe, the realm of the Evil Spirits, and then to the E'mo Sea, even his encounter with He Jianzhu and the matter of Ri Nuo.

Of course, he didn't say a word about the evil things He Jianzhu did during that time.

"The power of immortality?" Mu Qingtong was somewhat surprised. This ability was indeed very powerful, allowing Mr. Xia to remain invincible.

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips curled up almost imperceptibly, but she quickly suppressed it. This was for the best; she wouldn't have to worry about this kind of person disappearing from the world anymore.

However, judging from Mr. Xia's description, even possessing the power of immortality is not a guarantee of a smooth life.

There are still some abilities in this world that can restrain the power of immortality.

Otherwise, the being called 'Evil Demon' that Mr. Xia mentioned wouldn't have died.

"Regarding He Jianzhu, do you mean she has reappeared, and that she has appeared in my appearance, and is helping you without asking for anything in return?"

"Yes." Xia Feng nodded. "According to Miss Jianzhu, she looked exactly like you when she was young."

"So, Miss Mu, I'm very curious, what exactly is your relationship with He Jianzhu?"

"Didn't I say before that she is my mother?" Mu Qingtong said calmly.

"I don't believe you for a second," Xia Feng said suspiciously. Even if they were mother and daughter, they couldn't possibly look 100% alike.

According to his guess, if the two were really mother and daughter, then Mu Qingtong's birth must have been very unusual, which would have resulted in them looking alike.

"After you returned to the real world from the Nightmare Realm, how did you end up in Jiang Qiu'e's hands?" Mu Qingtong continued to ask.

Xia Feng explained the mechanism of the Undying Authority, and Mu Qingtong immediately understood that the infant Xia Feng she had tracked down using the Green Bone Tracking Technique was Jiang Qiu'e's doing.

While she was thinking, she looked the black-haired boy in front of her up and down.

He looks about two years older than he did in Liuzhuang, but his face is still young and cute.

Noticing her interested gaze, Xia Feng subconsciously took a half step back and calmly explained, "I'm growing about 1 to 2 years every day now, and I should be back to normal in a few days."

"Mm." Mu Qingtong nodded lightly.

As she responded, the atmosphere in the room fell silent once more.

Xia Feng narrowed his dark eyes slightly: "Miss Mu, don't you have anything else to say?"

"What else should I say?" Mu Qingtong asked, puzzled.

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Seeing her calm demeanor and the utter lack of emotion in her pale golden eyes, Xia Feng sighed helplessly. This woman was truly impervious to reason; it seemed he had no choice but to take the initiative.

His expression hardened, and he took a few steps forward, leaning slightly forward while holding onto the handrail, bringing his face close to her exquisitely beautiful face:

"Miss Mu, I want to hear the truth. Were you very sad after my death?" Seeing his seriousness, Mu Qingtong thought for a moment and nodded calmly, "Yes."

"Huh?" Xia Feng was a little surprised, not expecting her to actually admit it.

"Mr. Xia, it seems you really want me to tell you this answer. What, do you think I've fallen in love with you?"

Mu Qingtong lazily rested her chin on her hand, stretched out her delicate index finger, and lifted the cute face in front of her, saying softly, "As my kind, my fiancé, and a means of satisfying my physical needs, your death did make me feel sad for a while, but that's all."

As she spoke, a faint smile played on her lips, and she said with great interest, "If you're trying to defeat me with your death, to make me submit to you, and to make me say 'I like you,' then I'm sorry, Mr. Xia."

Her slender index finger traced down Xia Feng's cheek, across his thin lips, the pad of her finger gently pressing against his cupid's bow, as she chuckled languidly.
"You have failed."

Looking at the silver-haired woman's confident demeanor, her golden eyes looking down like those of a queen, she maintained a dignified and composed imperial aura that inspired awe and submission in everyone.

Unfortunately, Xia Feng wasn't buying it.

Because Xia Feng knew he was already in an invincible position, he recalled the scene of Miss Mu in the laboratory, whispering "I like you" to his skull again and again.

Now, Miss Mu lazily rests her chin on her hand, her golden eyes looking down at him with indifferent disdain, as if those words in the laboratory were not spoken by her.

Heh~ Xia Feng's lips curled up.

However, he did not immediately reveal the truth to expose the world-destroying witch's lies.

Without evidence, Mu Qingtong would at most feel embarrassed and ashamed, but on the surface she would likely still deny everything he saw and continue to act as if nothing had happened.

This is not what Xia Feng wanted.

What he wanted was to deliver a fatal blow to the utterly dishonest witch, leaving her with no way to defend herself!

Therefore, a means is needed to reconstruct the memory.

For example, the nightmare disaster that helped Xia Feng recall his childhood.

Of course, it would be too much trouble to go to great lengths to find the Nightmare Catastrophe just to present a small fragment of memory.

But there must be some magical garments and artifacts in this world that can also extract memories and images.

For example, the Elemental Church seems to have memory-related spirit garments.

and so--

The day I extract those memories will be the day you, Mu Qingtong, submit! Xia Feng felt a surge of pride, a smile on his face, as he slapped away the woman's hand that was touching her lips.

"If you say it will fail, then it will fail."

"However, Miss Mu, I hope you'll remember what I said today~"

The memory of confessing his love is Xia Feng's trump card, and today Miss Mu's stubborn act adds another weight to that trump card!

At that time, Xia Feng planned to play both images together.

Show Mu Qingtong this unspoken love in person and see what she does!
Mu Qingtong frowned slightly as she listened to Xia Feng's strange declaration and saw the eerie smile on his lips. She felt inexplicably uneasy.

However, this unease was fleeting.

Pretending to be mysterious!

A cold smile played on her lips, but Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes remained calm as she met the boy's dark gaze. She chuckled softly and said:

“Of course, Mr. Xia, I will remember everything I said.”

(End of this chapter)