I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 849. Green Dragon Plays with Azure Dragon
The Sumeru Realm actually contains some rare spiritual materials, and Xia Feng has seen quite a few along his journey.
For example, the Abyss Bone Flower, which can stabilize Huang Zhaoyue's Abyss Bloodline, is half a level rarer than Shirang.

Unfortunately, even after encountering the Abyss Bone Flower, Shirang still had no clue whatsoever.

Perhaps by obtaining the Sumeru Throne and becoming the master of the Sumeru Realm, one could then see what rare spiritual materials exist in this world?

"The outcome of the Moon God Realm is not urgent, after all, the failure rate is very high. Even I need to be cautious," Mu Qingtong said calmly. She was not afraid of death, but she still needed to be careful about things that needed to be done.

It's not too late to wait until we develop a plan to improve the success rate before considering the results.

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. In fact, Fox had already proposed a plan to increase the success rate, and it was feasible. Unfortunately, it was impossible for Miss Mu to accept the idea of ​​a four-way cultivation centered around him, along with Tea Bitch and Fox.

But it doesn't matter. After experiencing the Battle of Sumeru, Xia Feng came up with a plan to harm... no, it should be a well-intentioned but evil plan to persuade Miss Mu to accept the Four Cultivations!

A soft rub... Her delicate hands gripped the base of his tail tightly, mercilessly stroking and pressing it towards the tip.

Xia Feng's wandering thoughts abruptly came to a screeching halt, his pupils shrinking to trembling stars, and a muffled, furious roar escaped his throat: "Witch!!"
"Mr. Xia, I sensed your malice." A gentle, soft voice, like a green snake coiled around his neck, was both aloof and alluring. "What are you thinking? Hmm?"

"!!!" Xia Feng's pupils constricted and shrank. The world-destroying witch! You just wait!

His hands, which were wrapped around her lower back, also gripped and kneaded her skirt forcefully, showing no mercy in return. Amid Mu Qingtong's subconscious, displeased groan, Xia Feng's negative emotions surged wildly, a result of the dragon's tail's wicked desires.

The desire for offspring is not only a desire for procreation, but also a variety of negative emotions, which are the accumulation of Huang Zhaoyue over ten thousand years.

Xia Feng also noticed that he vaguely had similar signs of 'possession by demons', but he didn't care at all.

Desire, humiliation, resentment, and even hatred are what drive people forward!
He'd make this woman grow a tail sooner or later—a fox tail? A cat tail? A dog tail? Whatever it was, as long as it was a tail! Then he'd humiliate her mercilessly!

And he grabbed her tail from behind her skirt and yanked it hard.
[Through studying the pale bloodline dragon's tail, and nourished by the spiritual energy of the celestial realm, Mu Qingtong experienced a burst of inspiration, comprehending the "Playful Dragon" spirit garment specifically designed for the pale bloodline. You have mastered the B-grade spirit garment, "Azure Dragon Playful Dragon!"]

rua~~~rua~~~
[While Mu Qingtong was still hot on the spot, after toying with you dozens more times, she figured out a few flaws and quickly perfected the top-level spiritual structure of 'Azure Dragon Play'. You comprehended the A-grade spiritual garment, Azure Dragon Play.]

Xia Feng: "?"

No way, you managed to comprehend an A-rank spirit garment like that?!

It was named "Green Play with Azure Dragon," and the "green" and "Azure Dragon" clearly refer to whom.

They're subtly mocking Miss Evil Dragon, Miss Mu. I never knew you were this kind of person!

【A·Green Dragon Plays with Azure Dragon】

Bronze products are guaranteed to be of the highest quality.

[Playing with the Dragon's Tail: When this spiritual garment is activated, if the target possesses the Pale Bloodline, their sensitivity will increase by 20% when you grab their dragon tail, and they will subconsciously want to wag their tail at you.]

[Peeping into the Dragon's Soul: Activating this spiritual garment, if the target possesses pale blood, allows you to peer into their mind and discern their thoughts when you grasp their dragon tail.]

".!"

As soon as the complete information about the Azure Dragon's Inspiration flooded his mind, Xia Feng's expression changed drastically. Damn it, it can even directly peer into people's minds? How insidious!
But this ability, hmm? It seems it can also be used on Miss Evil Dragon?
At the same time, Mu Qingtong sensed what Xia Feng was thinking—an extremely wicked scene.

She had a yellowish-brown dog tail, wore a long blackish-purple dress, and lay on the ground, constantly twisting her waist and swaying her hips towards Mr. Xia behind her. When she turned her head, her clear, cold golden eyes were filled with anger and resentment.

Mr. Xia, looking down at her, grabbed her by the tail and slapped her with utter contempt.

Mu Qingtong: ".!?" She suddenly regretted creating this spirit garment, which had unnecessarily offended her eyes.

"Tsk tsk~" Xia Feng naturally realized that his thoughts had been seen through, and looked up with a light laugh, "Look, why aren't you looking at Miss Mu anymore? Take a look, I won't stop you."

"..." The woman in the black dress pursed her lips, her face expressionless, and suddenly increased the force of her slender hands, lifting Xia Feng's dragon tail high.

As Xia Feng trembled with fear once again, she shook her head and smiled faintly, "You can only think about Mr. Xia in your heart. How pathetic and laughable."

That casual remark was full of sarcasm, instantly turning Xia Feng red and stirring up malicious thoughts in his heart.

However, he reacted quickly, suppressing his thoughts and slapping Mu Qingtong's hand away before letting his evil thoughts continue to linger in his mind.

The four-stage renovation plan is imperative!

However, seeing that Mu Qingtong was persistent and about to reach out again, he frowned and quickly rebuked her righteously, "Enough! Miss Mu, I didn't summon you here to do these lewd things! I have important business to attend to! If you have a fever, you have to wait until the Battle of Sumeru is over."

"..." Mu Qingtong's expression was indifferent, and she wanted to hit someone.

Xia Feng didn't give her a chance to refute, and continued to speak righteously and earnestly, "Miss Mu, I went to great lengths to summon you here so that you could quickly learn the second S-rank skill to improve your strength and fight alongside me! Together we can seize the Sumeru Throne! Don't let your own lewd pleasures delay this important matter!"

"Alright, shut up!" Mu Qingtong didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore. "You've learned the Ember Sun Divine Domain?"

"Of course not. My clones were hiding far away, but they didn't even have time to get close. Nor did I dare to get close to those guys."

Xia Feng smiled slightly, took out the spirit paper, sat down cross-legged on the spot, glanced at the spirit paper, closed his eyes, and said in a serious voice: "Lust disturbs the mind, don't bother me anymore, and don't try to seduce me with your filthy body, Miss Mu, I'm going to start studying!"

Mu Qingtong: "."

Mu Qingtong realized that she was really pathetic, actually worrying about this guy's safety when they were in the Gray Realm.

A mere sex toy, really—

"Miss Mu, is there something on my face? Can you please focus on me and stop staring at me? Or perhaps you've missed me after not seeing me for so long?"

"Shut up." Mu Qingtong frowned, shook her head, closed her eyes, and ignored him.

*
A thousand miles outside the Temple of Apocalypse lies the edge of the sky.

A day passed, and the middle-aged man in a black and gold robe still stood on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the distant temple.

He closed his eyes quietly, his expression indifferent and unchanged, but the slight furrow in his brows clearly showed that his mind was not at peace.

"Soon-"

Behind him, a dark vortex swirled in the space once more, and a white-haired old man with a hunched back stepped out.

The old man, his withered hands gripping a wooden sparrow-head cane, slammed it twice against the rocky ground. A harsh, hoarse voice came from beneath his gray sparrow mask:

"Your Excellency, is this what you meant by 'absolutely foolproof'?"

(End of this chapter)