I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 706 706. Assimilation

It takes about 10000 Soc of mental energy to successfully input 1 Soc into Jiang Qiu'e's soul, which is a very low transmission efficiency.

However, there are currently no good spirit garments that can improve transmission efficiency.

Spirit garments with a mental focus are already rare, and those that can improve the efficiency of mental energy transmission are even rarer.

Basically, only S-rank spirit garments have this function.

Therefore, even Mu Qingtong cannot create an efficient transmission method for the time being, and can only waste it like this for now.

Chana watched the pitiful Nine-Tailed Star God silently from the side, and thought to herself, "Heaven has opened its eyes, this time it's finally not me who has to suffer."

Sister Qiu'e, since we're sisters who've been through thick and thin together, it's your turn to suffer the perverse pleasures of these two awful perverts.

I'm cheering you on in spirit during your struggle!
Chana Yuki's inner monologue is actually quite rich.

"Enough—enough of you two! I can't take it anymore, I don't want my spiritual power anymore! And I don't want the dragon blood either, okay?" Jiang Qiu'e quickly shouted to stop.

Even though it was just a transfer of mental energy, she was naturally more sensitive, and even something like that would trigger a reaction in her, making her want to...
I simply couldn't bear the humiliation inflicted by Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong, that despicable couple.

Fortunately, she soon regained her strength and suddenly straightened her slender waist, pushing Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong away.

Her mental strength hadn't actually recovered much, but it was enough to keep her conscious and able to move.

Her ethereal eyes blazed with fury as she glared coldly at Mu Qingtong.

Mu Qingtong frowned and glanced at her, while wiping her middle and index fingers with Xia Feng's sleeve, seemingly somewhat disgusted.

Jiang Qiu'e: "!"

"Alright, stop fooling around. Now that you've recovered," Xia Feng looked up at the top of the tower. "Let's go to the top."

With that, he activated the Paladin Space and led the three women upwards.

The tower was indeed very tall. When Xia Feng reached a height of 9 meters above the ground, he finally saw the tower's top, which resembled a dark, swirling vortex.

"This is about the height of the troposphere." Xia Feng glanced down at the endless abyss below, shook his head, and continued flying upwards, entering the vortex at the top of the tower.

The field of vision changes instantly.

The space was pitch black.

But if you look up, you can see a sky full of stars.

A long river composed of countless star fragments surged from the unknown void, hanging upside down in the heavens.

Finally, it plunges into this dark cliff, forming a sacred and magnificent starry waterfall.

As Xia Feng and his companions emerged from the darkness, a magnificent scene of a starry waterfall came into view.

In front of the Star River Waterfall, there is a void platform forcibly glued together from broken meteorites.

The four landed on the platform and gazed into the distance.

A middle-aged woman wearing a white and gold robe stood in front of the Star River Waterfall.

It was Miao Shi.

However, Master Miao's condition did not seem good. His face was pale, his breath was weak, and his brows were furrowed as he stared at the Star River Waterfall.

Seeing this, Chana Xue was about to step forward quickly, but Jiang Qiu'e quickly stopped her: "Wait."

Chana Yuki paused for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and stopped in her tracks.

Miao Shi slowly turned his head, and seeing that there were four of them, his gentle eyes showed some surprise. "Nai Xue, why are you back again?"

"Very well. Come here. It just so happens that only you can break the seal on this Star River Waterfall." Xia Feng didn't let Cha Naixue come over, but asked in confusion, "Why are you still alive, Your Excellency?"

Master Miao glanced at him, then shook his head: "The Red Moon descends to the mortal realm using my soul as a conduit. It will take away my spiritual foundation, but it will not take my life."

Xia Feng looked at Jiang Qiu'e, who nodded. "There is such a star-descending ritual."

Is that so? Xia Feng scanned Miao Shi's soul with the Eye of Deconstruction again. Just as he said, his spiritual foundation had collapsed, his spiritual pressure had dissipated, and only a lonely, unprotected sphere of spiritual matter remained suspended.

He lost all his Saint Realm cultivation.

Seeing that everything was alright, Chana Yuki breathed a sigh of relief and was about to step forward, but Jiang Qiu'e grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her back.

Seeing this, Master Miao understood, but he wasn't angry. He just said helplessly, "I know what you're worried about, but as the vessel for my descent, Moro won't allow that purple mist to erode me. It wouldn't do him any good."

Jiang Qiu'e's ethereal eyes were calm as she cautiously shook her head: "The assimilative thinking of the purple mist directly affects spiritual matter, inheriting memories and emotions. Your words alone cannot prove whether you are still a Miao Master."

This was also a concern for Xia Feng, even though Moro took the SiLong Core and the City of Purple Mist with him when he left.

However, we currently have no idea of ​​the limits of the Siku Core's function. Is it that once it's eroded by the purple mist, it's permanently assimilated? Or can it return to normal simply by leaving the Siku Core within a certain range?

If it's the latter, then that's fine.

But if it's the former, then the city's million inhabitants, nearly ten thousand Black Moon Knights, and the religious...
They're all assimilated now!
They will continue to live as usual, but it is very likely that their inner consciousness has already turned into a monster.

Therefore, it is now impossible to determine whether Miao Shi is truly Miao Shi or a monster cloaked in the body, soul, memories, and emotions of Miao Shi.

The thought sent chills down Chana Yuki's spine; she simply couldn't accept that Master Miao had become such a monster.

As if she had thought of something, she narrowed her beautiful eyes, and a purple light swirled in the depths of her pupils. Instantly, countless streams of information light, visible only to her, converged on her left eye like a vortex in this dark space.

The Eye of Naraku can only see images from the past three days at most.

This method can be used to see what is happening here and whether the Miao people have been corrupted by the purple mist.

To her surprise, no matter how she activated the Eye of Naraku, all she got was emptiness. Even as her face turned pale and her body went limp, she still couldn't see anything from the past.

"How is it?" Xia Feng asked, supporting her back with a puzzled look.

Chana shook her head helplessly: "It didn't work. This place is a bit special."

"Master Miao, it seems your precious disciple doesn't quite trust you." Just then, a hoarse, mocking sigh suddenly rang out.

Someone else?! Xia Feng turned his gaze and quickly located the source of the sound.

It actually came from Star River Waterfall.

The starlight-filled waterfall gradually became transparent, revealing what lay behind it.

That's a man.

He wore an elegant and noble long white priest's robe, with a pale gold shawl engraved with black moons hanging on his back. He had a handsome face and wore a monocle over his right eye.

He sat cross-legged in the Star River Waterfall, his whole body subjected to the cascading pressure of the waterfall.

The Pope's son, Deps? Xia Feng was astonished.

Previously, when I was in Lidong City, I had seen this person twice, once at the Sky Lantern Pavilion and once at the Sky Fortress. His reserved personality concealed a rebellious streak, which left a deep impression on me.

Now, his handsome face looks somewhat gaunt and dry, and he doesn't seem to be in very good condition.

However, Depp's smile remained gentle and kind: "If I said I had a way to distinguish the 'assimilates,' would you all be willing to listen?"

Although Xia Feng was somewhat curious about what Depp was doing sitting cross-legged in the Star River Waterfall, and where the S-grade spirit paper was, he was still drawn in by his words and asked with great interest: "Tell me about it."

(End of this chapter)