I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 710. Cool Breeze
Stare~~
Xia Feng's gaze lingered on Miss Mu's alluring and proud nightgown for about ten seconds, making no attempt to conceal his malicious intent.

Unfortunately, the woman didn't react at all, completely ignoring his presence.

OK OK.

Tempting me, yet ignoring me, huh? Xia Feng raised an eyebrow and knocked on the door. "I'm going to take a shower too."

He said he was taking a shower, but he actually just stood under the showerhead for a few dozen seconds, just to create a sense of ritual.

After showering, he wrapped a towel around his waist and returned to the bedroom, walking straight to the bright red bed and standing before the silver-haired witch.

Mu Qingtong sat quietly cross-legged, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly as she raised her cool, aloof face.

Mr. Xia's sculpted abdominal muscles were right in front of her, the bulge in the middle of the bath towel almost touching her face, and hot steam hit her face.

She subconsciously pursed her red lips, her beautiful eyes continuing to rise, meeting the man's dark pupils that were looking down at her with disdain.

"Mr. Xia, I don't like this perspective." She narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her voice light and displeased. "And I don't like the way you look at me either."

Xia Feng blinked. In front of him, the silver-haired woman's delicate face, even when slightly tilted up to look at him, still exuded an indescribable aloofness and arrogance, her golden eyes sharp and cold.

Like a silver-haired cat about to get angry.

Xia Feng subconsciously raised his hand and ruffled the top of her lazy, messy silver hair. This sudden action startled Mu Qingtong, and her golden eyes widened almost imperceptibly.

Mu Qingtong: "!"

His wrist was grabbed and he was thrown backwards. Xia Feng spun around and fell directly onto the soft quilt, where the silver-haired witch straddled him and pressed down on him.

Xia Feng felt a sudden weight on his abdomen, his chin was clamped down, and silver strands of hair clung to his red lips on his exquisite face as he coldly looked down at her, "Mr. Xia, is it so interesting to provoke me?"

"Provocation?" Xia Feng tilted his head back and smiled faintly. "Wasn't it Miss Mu who provoked me first—oh no, she should be saying she seduced me?"

As he spoke, Xia Feng leaned close to the silver-haired woman's delicate earlobe and whispered, "Miss Mu, you are a perverted witch with rampant lust."

"..." Mu Qingtong was already used to his provocative words. She simply straightened up slowly, a half-smile on her face. "So, Mr. Xia doesn't like this kind of thing? Fine, then we won't do it."

As she said this, she was about to get up.

However, as soon as she lifted her hips, Xia Feng grabbed her slender waist, flipped her over, and pressed her down.

She was forced to the lower position, and Mr. Xia lowered his head and leaned close to her snowy neck, his rapid, warm breath lingering on her skin.

Mu Qingtong didn't stop her, but instead crossed her arms and hooked them around the back of Mr. Xia's neck. Her cool and aloof face tilted up slightly, and her golden eyes narrowed slightly.

She patted and ruffled Xia Feng's black hair, her voice light and mocking: "Mr. Xia, you seem to really enjoy licking? Hmm?"

"Miss Mu, you misunderstand. I actually don't like doing such vulgar things."

Xia Feng raised his head, looking down at them with righteous indignation, "But given the current crisis, we should still cultivate diligently in order to deal with the formidable enemy lurking in the shadows."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a full-length mirror appeared on the right side of the bed.

【A·Yin Yang Mirror】

The Yin and Yang of all things constitute Taiji, which in turn gives rise to the Two Forms.

【Dual Cultivation: Two men and women with similar overall attributes 'combine Yin and Yang' in front of the Yin-Yang Mirror. When their physical senses are in sync and their spirits are in harmony, and they both reach the peak of their spirit and physical senses, one of their overall attributes will randomly gain an increase of 0.1 to 1 point.

—Amplification range: Determined based on factors such as mutual understanding, skill gap, and soul compatibility between the two parties.
】

After obtaining this magical artifact, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong rarely had the opportunity to use it. But now, they had the chance, so in order to speed up their cultivation, Xia Feng decided to reluctantly offer up his physical form and cultivate with Miss Mu for a while.

Mu Qingtong turned her head and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face, with its wet and messy silver hair sticking to it, was slightly flushed. She bit her lower lip tightly, holding back her sobs. Her usual aloof and proud demeanor seemed somewhat broken.

She didn't really like how she looked in the mirror; her thin eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

However, the Tai Chi power of the Yin-Yang Mirror is indeed very strong, and cultivation is like divine assistance.

She pressed down hard on Mr. Xia's wrists, and amidst his angry cries and attempts to turn over, she vaguely sensed something, her beautiful eyes half-closed as she entered a state of flow.

The spiritual particle structure of the spiritual surface is rapidly constructed and upgraded, and the spiritual pressure density soars rapidly during the reconstruction.

At the same time, Xia Feng, in his extreme excitement, also sensed something and wrapped his arms around Miss Mu's beautiful back, half-closing his eyes.

The spiritual pressure was rising at a visible rate.

It has to be said that Mu Qingtong's genius is truly heaven-defying. With the blessing of the Yin-Yang Mirror and her own genius, only ten hours have passed, and Xia Feng has already vaguely felt that the spiritual pressure density has reached the level of the mid-stage of the Venerable One.

It had only been less than half a month since the two of them were promoted to the highest rank.

For a normal Venerable One to reach the peak of their spiritual pressure, it would take at least several decades, not to mention the materials and rituals required to form a second fruit.
Advancing to the second rank of the Venerable One requires at least a century.

Of course, there are also some super geniuses who can produce a second fruit within thirty or even twenty years.

Xia Feng felt that now that his spiritual pressure had reached the mid-stage of the Venerable One realm, he could actually help Miss Mu prepare the spiritual materials needed for the Venerable Two realm in advance.

Strive to advance to the second rank within a month!
"Hiss—" They embraced tightly, Xia Feng gasping in Mu Qingtong's ear. After a while, once the amplified spiritual pressure subsided and their soul space adjusted,
He pressed his nose against the silver-haired witch's sweaty neck and ear, with some effort:
"Miss Mu, which A-grade spirit robe do you think would be best for our second fruit-level position?"

Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes were half-closed lazily, and she said in a soft voice, "Next, since we don't have any combination-type spirit garments like the Throne Construct, what kind of fruition I will attain is none of Mr. Xia's business."

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Upon hearing this, Xia Feng jolted awake. This wouldn't do. If they didn't reach the same fruition level, wouldn't their synchronized abilities be discovered?

"Alright, let's not think about that now. Let's continue." The silver-haired witch's voice was soft and slightly hoarse, her red lips once again sealing his thin lips, her breath quick and fragrant.

Xia Feng had no choice but to put his arm around the witch's slender waist and deal with her while thinking to himself, "If we can get the S-rank Spirit Robe - Moonlit Divine Realm, how about we both get this as our second fruit?"

"Let's get this first."

Seeing that Xia Feng suddenly lost interest in cultivation, Mu Qingtong frowned and coldly reprimanded him, "Don't be half-hearted when you're cultivating, be serious."

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Xia Feng snapped out of his thoughts, stared at the perverted witch, and sneered, "Miss Mu, do you want to cultivate? You just want my body."

"Alright, Mr. Xia, stop being so narcissistic."

Mu Qingtong shook her head. With a thought, she used her spiritual power to cast the Spirit Puppet Divine Intervention. Instantly, a second woman in a black dress appeared beside the bed.

The woman in the black dress walked onto the bed, sat behind Xia Feng, put her arms around his waist, and whispered in his ear, "Release your tail, just like in the safe house. My spirit and I will cultivate with you, and our progress might be even faster."

Xia Feng: ".?"

He even said he wasn't lusting after my body.

Mu Qingtong, you're despicable!
(End of this chapter)