I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 598. Submit to My Throne
An hour passed.

Xia Feng was getting sleepy.

Finally, the bandaged man Tu Lin was the first to create a C-level matrix. With the white-robed old man nodding in satisfaction, he walked away with his hands behind his back towards the distant Sky Lantern Pavilion.

The Pope's son, Deps, smiled gently and casually tossed out a C-level matrix, which followed closely behind.

It has to be said that Xia Feng discovered that being too different from others is indeed lonely.

These geniuses are all very capable and arrogant, but compared to Mu Shen, they are not even a hair's breadth away.

It's incredibly slow.

Mu Qingtong also felt that these people were too slow. She looked at Tu Lin and Depp's departing figures with a puzzled expression.

These so-called epoch-making super geniuses spent a full hour creating a C-level matrix, yet they felt proud of it.

Perhaps this is the happiness of ants.

Fortunately, there is someone like Mr. Xia in this world, so her life won't be too boring.

"Mr. Xia, when you were in the Nightmare Realm, did you encounter any exceptionally talented individuals?"

Mu Qingtong's clear voice echoed in Xia Feng's heart.

He shook his head and smiled faintly: "Miss Mu, if you want to find someone like yourself, you could try to implicate the Dragon God. In my estimation, the Dragon God's talent is very likely to be on par with yours and mine."

"she?"

Hearing Mr. Xia's high praise for that being, Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and said with interest:
"I wish she were one of us."

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow and stroked his chin: "If she really is, what are you going to do?"

“If she were, she would be just like you, Mr. Xia.” The woman in the black dress glanced at Xia Feng with her golden eyes, “submitting to my throne.”

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Xia Feng couldn't help but picture himself and Miss Evil Dragon clinging to the legs of the woman in the black dress, while the woman in the black dress leaned lazily against the throne, her imperial gaze sweeping over the man and the dragon.

The humiliating scene flashed by, and Xia Feng quickly waved the screen away, replacing it with a picture of him sitting high on his throne, with the witch and the evil dragon clinging to his legs on either side, gazing up at him longingly.

Thinking about it this way made him feel much better, and Xia Feng couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Mr. Xia, what kind of daydream are you having again?" Seeing Mr. Xia's increasingly strange and wicked smile, Mu Qingtong interrupted him with a mocking tone.

Shattered from his reverie, Xia Feng snapped back to reality, glanced at the woman, and raised his chin. "Heh~ Just you wait!"

What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for the memories of you being anxious and flustered for me to be exposed? Or are you waiting for me to have to admit that you like me?

Mu Qingtong smiled slightly, then she could indeed wait patiently.

Another half hour

Among the crowd, Ning Zilu was sweating profusely as he finally perfected a D-level matrix. The old man in the white shirt glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction.

The amount of thinking was too much for Ning Zilu to bear, and his breathing became a little unsteady, but he dared not delay. With anger in his eyes, he sped toward the Tiandeng Pavilion.

He really didn't expect that the Pope's son and that bandaged man would be so powerful, creating a C-level matrix in less than an hour!
Just outrageous!
What shattered his worldview even more was that half of the other eight passersby were building at a speed comparable to his, clearly indicating that they were all exceptionally talented individuals like him.

When did the 15 regions have so many talented people?
Fortunately, apart from the Pope's son and the bandaged man being somewhat overpowered, the rest of them weren't particularly strong.

Seeing that there were only two spots left, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong decided not to wait any longer.

He threw out a D-level matrix and followed closely behind Ning Zilu. Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, wondering how the two of them had suddenly completed it, he flew towards the Sky Lantern Pavilion.

Tian Deng Pavilion.

Belonging to the Yeli royal family, its true form is actually an epic divine relic located in the Yeli clan territory of the first region, where a vast amount of treasures accumulated by the Yeli royal family over tens of thousands of years are stored.

而在7、15、25、41这四个大区中，都有天灯阁的分阁，贮藏进第1区总阁的宝物可以直接传送至分阁。

The Heavenly Lantern Pavilion in Litian City is one of its branches. Xia Feng looked up at the towering pavilion, his dark eyes flashing. It was a pity that he could only seize spiritual artifacts, not divine relics.

Otherwise, he would have to plunder the Ye Li royal family to feel satisfied!

However, while we can't steal the relics of gods that have recognized their owners now, things might change in the future.

If he can fulfill his promise to the Old Dragon King, the Old Dragon King will help him complete the Holy Liberation Ritual, and he will gain the ability to replicate divine power through complete Holy Liberation.

Relics of the gods are the solidification of divine authority, so they can naturally be copied or even stolen.

I wonder how things are going at the Holy Spirit Temple.

The old Dragon King wanted him to break the seal on Mount Ling, so he used the news of the sacred remains to lure all forces to Mount Ling of the Holy Spirit Temple, and then used these powerful forces to attack Mount Ling.

Whether this method will work remains to be seen.

"Click——"

The pavilion doors swung open, and golden light drew the two people inside.

Looking up, a golden world came into Xia Feng's eyes.

This is a spiraling library, with rows of shelves stacked 300 meters high towards the sky, and the space becomes narrower the higher you go.

In each shelf, a phantom object floats—whether it be spirit paper, divine relics, spiritual materials, or creations of spiritual science.

A dazzling array of treasures.

At the top level, 250 meters above, there are even epic-level divine relics, several A-grade spirit papers sealed in silver boxes, and level 7 spirit materials.
It's no wonder they're a powerful and influential family with deep roots; Xia Feng was incredibly envious.

Unfortunately, these are all projections from the headquarters, not actual objects.

Xia Feng can only watch helplessly for now.

Of course, now is not the time to consider these things.

because
"Bang—!"

A blinding explosion resounded high in the sky, and the Pope's son and the bandaged man retreated from the light mist, quickly regaining their footing.

Depp's handsome face was adorned with fine golden lines that extended to the corners of his eyes. He stared indifferently at the distant misty light and said in a gentle voice:

"Gu Xun, if you hand over the Sumeru King's Decree, I may spare your life."

"Ha~"

In the distance, the light mist dissipated and then suddenly condensed, forming a three-eyed figure wearing a dark blue cloak looking down at them, its vertical eye between its brows glaring coldly.

"Both of you are much stronger than me, but unfortunately, you can't do anything to me here."

As he spoke, Gu Xun casually glanced at the three new people who had just entered below.

Ning Zilu looked terrified, trembling behind a pillar, not daring to breathe. He was furious; he had come to the lantern festival to obtain treasures! Why was he encountering only these overpowered big shots!

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged a glance.

Although they had expected it, the two were still somewhat helpless when they actually saw the changes in the Sky Lantern Pavilion and that someone was trying to cause trouble.

They just happened to be there to exchange for a D-grade spirit paper, how did they run into this mess?

Why can't they wait until they get the spirit paper they want before they fight?

However, it sounds like the three of them are fighting over a treasure called the 'Sumeru King's Decree'.

Xia Feng pondered, feeling that this thing sounded somewhat familiar.

(End of this chapter)