I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 664. The Spirit of Its Transformation
The sound was as sharp as an ant's buzz, passing by in an instant. Xia Feng shrugged his shoulders and subconsciously raised his waist, using skillful force to struggle left and right.

At the same time, the silver-haired clone behind him conjured a silver-bristled brush out of thin air, its tip shimmering with a rosy light, and struck directly at the center of his raised abdomen.

As if a time-stop switch had been pressed, Xia Feng froze completely, his dark pupils slowly contracting.

Mu Qingtong sat on Xia Feng's lap, took the brush from her clone's hand, and continued to use the silver bristles of the brush to massage Xia Feng's navel.

Countless bright red lights flowed outwards from the center of his navel, and tingling currents quickly spread throughout Xia Feng's body, making him tense and then relax repeatedly, unable to put up any resistance.

The witch's avatar's cool, indifferent voice crept up from beside my ear, "Mr. Xia, are you behaving yourself?"

“!” A surge of humiliated rage gradually rose in Xia Feng’s eyes, burning fiercely.

Previously, after killing Ye Lidongjun and escaping to the bottom of the Taiqin Sea, Mu Qingtong took advantage of his unconsciousness to use the [Divine Relic - Human Body Drawing Brush] to draw a special symbol on his abdomen, forming a [weakness].

This caused his innermost part to become a weak point; once touched by the owner of the human body drawing brush, his whole body would stiffen and become unable to move, and his spiritual energy flow would also be obstructed.

In addition to her weaknesses, Mu Qingtong also used her human body drawing tool to create an ability called empathy.

If he were to do something bad with another woman, Mu Qingtong would sense it and lean over him, experiencing it with him.
The idea was to restrict him from doing bad things.

Of course, Xia Feng is not worried about empathy at the moment.

The main problem is this "weakness" ability, which makes him easily controlled by evil witches.

This will cost him his dragon tail.

When Miss Evil Dragon once subtly expressed her demands, he refused to agree, even to the point of death. After all, just thinking about it made him feel strange and humiliated.

"Miss Mu, don't force me." Xia Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a crimson flame flickered between his brows, as if he was about to activate his Spirit Infant Transformation.

The silver-haired witch remained unmoved, instead leaning forward, her lavender-streaked hair falling over Xia Feng's cheeks and neck, her golden eyes looking down indifferently, without saying a word.

But the clone behind him whispered softly, its red lips close to his ear: "Mr. Xia, I am currently completely unprotected. If you use the Spirit Infant Transformation, there is indeed a more than 90% chance that you will kill me directly. Do you want to try?"

"!" Xia Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. Was this cunning witch starting to cheat?

However, according to Mu Qingtong's theory of strength, emotions are also part of one's own strength. Therefore, Mu Qingtong's use of emotions to restrain him and prevent him from acting rashly can be considered a tactical victory.

That's not considered cheating.

But this made Xia Feng very uncomfortable. It seemed that he was being completely suppressed by Miss Mu!
No, that's not right! Xia Feng narrowed his dark eyes slightly, suddenly realizing that he actually had another trump card.

A trump card he had almost forgotten.

Pure Blue Grade Divine Relic - Synchronous Pendant!

When I first encountered Feng Jianyi, an S-class wanted criminal, the reason I was willing to help him escape capture was because of this [Synchronous Frequency Pendant].

A treasure specifically designed to counter the evil witch's [Destiny - Greed] ability.

Later, after secretly finding this item in Feng Jianyi's laboratory at the bottom of the Taiqin Sea, it was kept in a remote corner of the Nashi Space.

Today, if this wretched witch dares to do anything to him, he will make her know what it means to injure the enemy a thousand while losing two thousand of his own!

Xia Feng sensed it, but then frowned.

The mental energy required to activate the pendant of the same frequency is actually not much.

But now his spiritual power is exhausted because of Mu Qingtong's unknown Holy Understanding ability!

"Mr. Xia, be good and let the dragon's tail out, okay?" The witch's voice was unusually gentle, but Xia Feng could hear the cold and evil hidden beneath that gentle tone.

This was completely unfamiliar to Xia Feng. It even made him wonder who was actually the sexually dominant one.
While grinding Xia Feng's abdomen with the silver bristles of her brush, the silver-haired witch quietly looked down and admired Mr. Xia's stiff, helpless, and embarrassed expression.

His brows furrowed, a barely perceptible hint of panic flashing across his face. His thin lips parted as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"What a delightful expression, Mr. Xia." A cold glint flashed in Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes. She knew she wasn't feeling too well, but she didn't care much.

She really couldn't get over it if she didn't punish Mr. Xia properly today!
After releasing the brush and reapplying the Spirit Sealing Technique to Xia Feng, she raised her hand and patted the hem of Xia Feng's trousers, causing his clothes to disintegrate into spiritual light and dissipate into the air.

"Wait!" Xia Feng called out quickly.

"Hmm?" The silver-haired witch looked down at her.

“Miss Mu, I can release my dragon tail and let you dye it black even if I don’t resist,” Xia Feng said, his tone softening with helplessness. “But you have to let me die knowing why, right? What are these new abilities you’ve displayed today?”

He needs to stall for time.

Restore your mental strength!
At least one's mental strength must be restored to a level sufficient to drive the pendant of the same frequency.

The silver-haired witch narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly: "Want to know?"

"Mmm." Xia Feng blinked and nodded. "I want to know."

"Take off your shirt," she commanded calmly.

Xia Feng paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and reached up to unbutton his collar.
While admiring Mr. Xia's resentful expression and stiff movements, Mu Qingtong smiled and said, "This is my second Saintly Ability, [Spirit of Others]."

"Anyone who has been marked by me and makes eye contact with me for 20 seconds will have their mental energy forcibly confiscated by me."

"!" Xia Feng paused in his unbuttoning motion, slightly startled. Was he really going to directly steal the target's mental energy?
This ability has significant limitations, but its effectiveness is also very strong!
There's still a mark? She actually planted a mark on my body without me even realizing it?
"Don't stop moving." Mu Qingtong frowned.

"..." Xia Feng suppressed his anger and continued to unbutton his shirt and pull up the hem.

"Furthermore, once I have commanded the spiritual energy, I can compel it to form a [symbolized clone] that is indistinguishable from the target's original body, or to form my own spirit puppet clone."

It can create clones? Xia Feng was startled again, as if he had thought of something, "Can this [It can create clones] replicate the target's spirit clothing or spirit weapon abilities?"

The silver-haired witch smiled faintly: "Mr. Xia, if you want to know more details, there will be a different price."

After taking off his shirt, Xia Feng didn't intend to delve deeper. He raised an eyebrow and continued to ask, "Where's the Fate Stone? Did you just successfully construct the fourth power of rules? Can you tell me what the function of this power of rules is?"

Mu Qingtong lowered her beautiful eyes, her voice high and mighty as she gave a command:

"Release the dragon's tail."

"After your tailbone is strongly stimulated, your dragon tail will also extend on its own. So, Mr. Xia, are you going to do it yourself, or should I help you?"

"!"

I will endure!

Xia Feng clenched his fist secretly. He could feel that his mental strength was about to recover to the required level.

After a moment's hesitation, a thought flashed through his mind, and from his tailbone, a short, dark tail drooped out—

His tail was instantly grabbed by the slender hand of the evil witch behind him!

Hold on tight!

Xia Feng's back and neck stiffened instantly, as if his soul had been seized by an evil hand. An unprecedented and terrifying sense of crisis invaded his entire body, and panic rose uncontrollably and rapidly.

(End of this chapter)