I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 61. The Imaginary River
"Your Highness, greetings." Xia Feng placed his palms over his chest in a noble greeting.

Mu Qingtong linked arms with him, her cool and pretty face always bearing a gentle smile.

Li Siwen glanced at Mu Qingtong, then looked at Xia Feng, and chuckled: "You and she are a good match, at least much better than my good-for-nothing brother."

"Your Highness is too kind," Xia Feng said calmly and unhurriedly.

"Alright, I'm relieved to see how well-matched you two are. Go in." Li Siwen stepped aside and smiled.

Xia Feng blinked. Goodness, why isn't this going according to plan? I thought you were going to make things difficult for me or belittle me a bit.

They all seem to be respectable people.

A man and a woman walked slowly past Li Siwen. Li Siwen's smile faded, and he calmly watched their receding figures.

"How are the preparations going?"

"Your Highness, everything has been arranged." The subordinate beside him whispered.

After taking the ladder to the top floor and passing through the reception hall, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong immediately attracted the attention of all the nobles, after all, their good looks were simply too striking.

As soon as they entered the banquet hall, a young girl in an off-shoulder evening gown ran straight up to the two of them, her bright, sparkling eyes staring intently at Mu Qingtong.

"I admire, I admire the god!"

Mushroom usually wears overalls and doesn't dress up much, looking like a tomboy. But now, with her light green, slightly curly hair cascading over her shoulders and neck, wearing an off-the-shoulder evening gown and crystal high heels, she looks completely different from before.

Xia Feng almost didn't recognize him.

Thinking it over, he quickly pulled Mu Qingtong back and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, this is a '姛' (a type of female character)."

Mushroom's face immediately flushed red, and she tilted her head, puffing out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, and said, "Don't talk nonsense! I'm a fan, a fan who admires her!"

"Admire what?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled. "Admire that she sings badly?"

"!" Mu Qingtong's breath hitched slightly, and she glanced at Xia Feng with her pale golden eyes.

[Provoked, Mu Qingtong has gained some insight into close-quarters neck-twisting techniques, slightly improving your understanding of combat assassination—]

Xia Feng suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if his head was about to spiral upwards.

"Alright, alright, Demon God Mu! You had an epiphany after I provoked you a little, so don't blame me for provoking you every day from now on." Thinking this, Xia Feng also glanced at Mu Qingtong.

Then the two stared at each other, their gazes clashing like sparks, neither blinking as if whoever blinked first would lose.

Mushroom stared blankly at the two of them, suddenly feeling somewhat superfluous.

At this time.

The lavish banquet hall fell silent abruptly.

Everyone looked to the side and saw two guards wearing red top hats push open the arched door and carefully retreat to a distance of three meters.

A woman wearing bright red high heels and a deep red evening gown with a flowing and elegant skirt walked slowly in from behind the door.

What puzzled Xia Feng was that the woman's lower face was covered by a mysterious veil, and her eyes were also covered by a black silk ribbon.

"Your Highness, please follow me."

The guard stood three meters away, bowing respectfully and speaking in a deep voice.

The woman placed her hands in front of her abdomen and slowly stepped through the high gate under the guidance of the guards. Although she could not see and had no one to help her, her steps did not falter in the slightest.

"Is she your stepmother?" Xia Feng asked in a low voice, full of curiosity.

"Hmm." Mushroom puffed out his cheeks and stared at the woman in the distance with his big eyes. Just then, the woman in the distance seemed to sense something and turned her head to look. Her gaze, hidden behind her black stockings, was as real as a physical object.

Mushroom instinctively took a step back and grabbed Xia Feng's clothes with her small hand.

"Your Highness." The guard bowed respectfully as the middle-aged man, dressed in an exquisitely tailored deep red swallowtail coat and high boots, appeared before the archway. He waited until the princess had walked away before stepping inside.

Xia Feng looked around with a puzzled expression. He keenly noticed that as the princess entered, the surrounding nobles quickly dispersed.

There was no one within a three-meter radius of the princess, and even the maids following behind kept a tight expression and maintained a three-meter distance.

"Is your stepmother really that scary?" Xia Feng asked in a low voice, puzzled. "Why is everyone avoiding her?"

It's like having body odor.

"This is a rule set by Father," Mushroom explained in a low voice. "No one is allowed to enter the three-meter zone, or they will bear the consequences."

"What kind of bizarre rule is this?" Xia Feng was speechless. "Has anyone been inside?"

“Of course there are, everyone who entered…” At this point, Mushroom paused, his gaze puzzled, “How did they all turn out? I think I’ve forgotten.”

Xia Feng looked at Mu Qingtong and noticed a glint of light flashing in her pale golden eyes, as if she were deep in thought.

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. "What did you figure out?"

"Me? Mr. Xia, I'm just a novice spirit master, what could I possibly see?" Mu Qingtong tilted her head to look at him in confusion.

"Ha~"

Before long, after Wang Jue had rambled on for a while, the music started playing, and Mu Qingtong pulled Xia Feng into a dance on the dance floor.

The two strolled hand in hand, accompanied by the gentle strains of music.

"What exactly did you see? Is the princess some kind of strange monster?" Xia Feng suddenly closed the distance and whispered in Mu Qingtong's ear.

The man's gentle breath flowed into her ear, causing Mu Qingtong's golden eyes to momentarily freeze, her delicate brows furrowing slightly before relaxing again.

Feeling uneasy, and after considering how to speak without whispering, you comprehended the D-rank spirit garment's "Close-Range Telepathy."

Her elegant face remained calm, and her voice was even: "Mr. Xia, please focus on dancing and stop asking these nonsensical questions."

"Do you want to know why I was able to devour the Sea of ​​Calamity on that day in Blood Calamity Street?" Xia Feng asked with a smile.

Mu Qingtong held his strong waist with her right hand and clasped his fingers with her left hand. The two danced swiftly and in perfect harmony.

Xia Feng suddenly realized that dancing was actually quite simple. He had never attended such a court banquet before, and naturally had never learned a duet dance.

As he was pondering, Mu Qingtong's voice rang in his mind: "The princess is not a nightmare beast, but she is indeed related to the imaginary river of nightmare beasts."

"A virtual river?" Xia Feng was taken aback. "What is that?"

"The ancestral river of the Imaginary Royal Court is also the power of the Imaginary Emperor. Everything swallowed by the river will gradually have its existence erased until it completely disappears and dies in the river of history, and everyone will forget it."

As Xia Feng listened, he was astonished. "What kind of outrageous ability is this?"

Physically erasing them is one thing, but completely wiping out the target's existence from everyone's memory and related documents is another. In short, it erases all traces of existence, which sounds like "shielding the secrets of heaven" in the world of fantasy.

"So, what is the Princess's current condition?"

"There is a strange force field around her with a radius of about three meters, which is connected to the River of Imaginary Numbers. This is probably why Mushroom doesn't remember what happened to anyone who got close, because everyone who got close disappeared."

"However, since she can still remember that someone was nearby, it means that this force field is not strong and has a flaw."

"That's interesting." Xia Feng said thoughtfully, "So why is there this force field around the Princess?"

"You should ask her that, not me."

“That makes sense, I’ll go ask right now—” With that, Xia Feng released her slender waist and was about to leave.
"Stop!" Mu Qingtong narrowed her golden eyes and forcefully pulled Xia Feng's body in front of her with her right hand covered by lace mesh. Their lower abdomens were almost touching. Xia Feng's pupils dilated slightly, and his thin lips stopped half an inch in front of his delicate red lips.

Under the warm yellow light, the atmosphere between the two of them, their breaths mingling, was slightly eerie.

(End of this chapter)