I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 554. Wanted List

In short, Feng Jianyi found a way to achieve rapid travel within the empire's territory.

If this method can be implemented.

For ordinary people who want to travel from Area 51 to Central District 1, they no longer need to go through the hassle of traveling for months or even a year or two; they can probably reach their destination in just one day.

In the past, that would have been the transformation from Earth to a global village.

"If that's the case, wouldn't that be a good thing?"

"Normal situations are indeed a good thing."

Mu Qingtong raised her pale golden eyes slightly, "But the wave arc model in 'Feng Jianyi's Conjecture' is not only applicable to the present world, but also to the nightmare world."

Xia Feng was taken aback, his dark pupils widening slightly.

Indeed, if we compare the 51 regions of the present world to 51 ripples caused by a pebble falling on the water, then the 52nd ripple after the 51 ripples represents the world plane of nightmare!

"If Feng Jianyi really finds that power and can use it on a large scale, then the barrier between the two worlds will be a joke."

Xia Feng couldn't help but recall the information he had received from the Bone-Faced Nightmare God in the Sea of ​​Calamity: the Imaginary Royal Court had found a way to launch a large-scale invasion of the mortal realm.
Could this be the method Feng Jianyi just guessed?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

No wonder the Empire wanted Feng Jianyi, even listing him as an S-class wanted criminal. If Feng Jianyi were to run to the Nightmare Realm and enter the Imaginary Royal Court, that would be disastrous.

After gossiping for a while, Xia Feng didn't bother to think about it anymore.

If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. His priority right now is to find a way to become a Venerable and solidify his first Fruition.

As he pondered, he noticed that Chana Yuki was looking up with great interest, and he followed her gaze.

On the rooftop screen, a list of wanted criminals is being displayed, reminding passengers to be aware of their travel safety.

Xia Feng immediately saw his and Miss Mu's code names.

[Q-faced Man: AA-level wanted criminal, true identity unknown, suspected of possessing an A-level spiritual artifact, specific realm unknown, possessing the strength to directly confront a Venerable Second Realm expert - Bounty: 100 million Imperial Coins / 1 rare level 6 spiritual material of your choice]

[K-faced Man: Revoked (Dead)]

The Empire's wanted criminals are classified into seven levels: D, C, B, A, AA, AAA, and S.

Xia Feng was envious that Miss Mu had achieved two A grades.

Damn it, he wants to be on the list too!
For no other reason than to outdo Miss Mu.

Unfortunately, his disguise, K-faced Man, is already dead.

Just as he was feeling regretful, Xia Feng suddenly saw his real name appear on the list.

[Xia Feng: A year ago, he was an A-level wanted criminal, now downgraded to a B-level wanted criminal, a third-tier spiritual master, suspected to be the Holy Son of Eternal Day, one of the masterminds behind the Garden Massacre in District 51 - Bounty: 800 million Imperial Coins]

"???"

Wait, what does this mean? Only A-level is bad enough, but why is there a downgrade? Xia Feng was speechless. He, the mighty Sirius, was only worth 800 million!
To Xia Feng's surprise, the list did not include bounties for the Spades and Hearts.

It seems the Empire has not yet fully defined the Peach Organization as a terrorist organization.

The list continues to decline, finally reaching the S-level wanted zone.

In the empire's ten thousand years of history, the number of S-class wanted criminals has not exceeded ten, and each one is a terrifying existence on their own.

[Ri Nuo: S-class wanted criminal, former second pillar of the empire and disciple, sage, rebelled during the empire's civil war, suspected of becoming a god?]

[Tsukihime: S-rank wanted criminal, former Second Pillar of the Empire, disciple, sage.] [Shiming Monk: Former Second Pillar of the Empire, disciple, S-rank wanted criminal (revoked, captured)]

Xiahou Nian: S-class wanted criminal, former second pillar of the empire, a Spirit King-level figure. (Revoked, now deceased)

The civil war in the empire was actually a war between the second goalpost and the other three goalposts.

After the civil war ended, Xiahou Nian, the Pillar of State, died in Beiqiu. Three of his disciples defected by various means, and the Second Pillar of State was already dead in name only.

Looking at the list, Xia Feng suddenly realized that he seemed to have had direct or indirect contact with these three disciples.

Ri Nuo only lost a fragment of his body in the Emo Sea; he could come back to cause trouble again at any time.

Yue Ji is He Jianzhu, but her true identity is far more complex than just Yue Ji.

As for the monk Shiming, the sacred box obtained in Beiqiuyuan was his sub-spiritual artifact, and it is now unknown where he is imprisoned by the Empire.

Finally, Xiahou Nian, the so-called Spirit King, is the realm name of an eighth-order Star God.

Therefore, it can be said that Feng Jianyi, with his mortal body, is able to be on par with these near-gods or even gods, which is unprecedented in the past ten thousand years.

At this moment, Xia Feng's dark eyes, which had been lowered in thought, paused.

In addition to the two rows of long, facing silver seats, the Star Rail also has a small, private six-seater sofa area that requires payment.

He and the three women are resting in this small cubicle now.

Mu Qingtong and Cha Naixue sat opposite each other on the left and right, while Jiang Qiu'e sat gracefully beside Xia Feng, closing her eyes to rest.

But at the moment.

Xia Feng could clearly feel cool, smooth, tender feet gently touching his leather boots in the darkness under the table, their touch like water as they slid up his calves until they reached his thighs.
Xia Feng instinctively squeezed his legs together, preventing her from going any further, and raised his eyes expressionlessly.

Opposite her, Miss Mu sat with her legs crossed in a black dress, a heavy copy of "The Nightmare Language" on her lap. She turned the pages lightly with her fingertips, her long eyelids lowered, her pale gold eyes cold and focused, unaware of Xia Feng's gaze.

Xia Feng's gaze shifted to the right. Cha Nai Xue's snow dress, embroidered with cold flowers, stood proudly on the table, her two snow-capped peaks resembling snow-covered mountains. She rested her chin on her hand, listlessly reading "The Language of the Nightmares." It seemed that whatever Mu Qing Tong was reading lately, she would read the same books.

As if sensing something, Chana Yuki raised her delicate face, and her gaze met Xia Feng's cold eyes.

Why are you staring at me like that? Have you finally realized that I'm actually much prettier than Mu Qingtong? Cha Nai Xue pursed her lips, revealing a smile: "Xiao Feng, what's wrong?"

"Chana Yuki, are you looking for death?" Xia Feng's dark eyes narrowed slightly, his tone unfriendly.

"!" Cha Nai Xue's smile froze, somewhat bewildered and a little aggrieved. No, what did I do again?
Xia Feng's words faltered as soft feet stepped under the table.

The materials used to build Star Iron are special. It is said that there is a spiritual material called Ice Flow Stone in the remains of the Ice God, which is one of the building materials for Star Iron.

Therefore, in addition to having strong defensive capabilities that can defend against attacks from Venerable-level beings, Star Iron also has the function of suppressing spiritual particles.

Inside the Star Iron, Xia Feng was unable to use his Deconstruction Eyes to see through things.

Judging from the distance, Chana's legs shouldn't be that long to reach his waist.

Did they misunderstand Cha Nai Xue? Xia Feng shifted his gaze to the left again, staring intently at Mu Qing Tong.

The woman in the black dress seemed to finally notice his gaze. She glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, then lowered them again, leaning back elegantly, her fingertips turning the pages as she quietly read "The Language of the Nightmares."

Xia Feng felt the delicate soles of her feet under the table begin to exert more force, causing him to subconsciously arch his body forward like a shrimp, with his elbows resting on the table.

(End of this chapter)