I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 9. I treated you like a brother, but you wanted to...
"Xia Feng, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

"what?"

Xia Feng was taken aback. "Teacher Fu, aren't I your student now?"

"I'm referring to a direct disciple."

Freya simply tied the ends of her long, wine-red hair back and draped it over her shoulder. She reached out and patted Xia Feng's shoulder, smiling kindly, "Little Xia, as long as you're willing to become my disciple, I can guarantee you'll become a third-tier spirit master before graduation!"

Before graduation? That would take at least three years.
Xia Feng felt that he had supervised Mu Qingtong well enough. In two years, no, in one year, she might even become a third-level spiritual master. Would she still need a teacher?

"Um, well, Ms. Fu, I think I need to think about it some more."

"Ok?"

The red-haired woman frowned slightly, her kind smile widening. "Xia, how much longer will you consider this?"

The woman's soft whispers made Xia Feng's hair stand on end. He raised his eyes slightly and his gaze met her loving and gentle eyes. But what he saw in her pupils was like a raging lioness with terrifying vertical pupils staring down at him.

Xia Feng quickly took a step back and smiled, "Teacher, we're too close."

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"Not bad willpower." Freya hummed, taking a step back but still smiling gently. "Then, Xia, take a few more days to think it over. There's no need to rush your reply, and don't feel bad about refusing your teacher. After all, I, Freya, am the most understanding person~~"

You better be!

"Alright, let's continue the lesson. You can choose a student to come up here."

Freya regained her solemn and indifferent expression, her stern gaze sweeping across the classroom.

Xia Feng pointed to someone at random and then returned to his seat.

But as soon as I sat down, I sensed a resentful look in my eyes.

He smiled and turned his head: "Hey, my dear daughter, why are you looking at Daddy like that?"

Mushroom gritted his teeth, staring intently at Xia Feng: "Tell me, what else don't I know?"

"There is another secret, but I can't tell you right now." Xia Feng didn't want to lie to his good brother anymore, and his face was full of sincerity.

"There's another secret?" Mushroom glanced suspiciously at Xia Feng's lower abdomen, her imagination running wild. "You're not a woman, are you?"

As she spoke, she subconsciously reached out.

"What are you doing, vo?!" Xia Feng quickly slapped her small hand away, his eyes wide with shock. "I treat you like a brother, and you want to sleep with me?!"

"Tch—" Mushroom curled her lip, her beautiful eyes drooping as she stared intently at Xia Feng through her black-rimmed glasses, muttering, "I didn't realize it before, but now that I see you, you'd be gorgeous in women's clothing! How about it, Feng, why don't you try it out? I can give you money!"

Her eyes grew brighter as she spoke, but Xia Feng, with drooping eyelids, slapped her across the face and pushed her away, saying, "Get lost!"

"Mmm~~" Because the mushroom was too short, it looked like a newly sprouted potato under Xia Feng's palm smearing its face, with a tuft of hair on its head bouncing around.

Her bright, sincere eyes blinked between Xia Feng's fingers as she held up five fingers: "Fifty thousand per time!"

Xia Feng's eyes widened in disbelief: "Are you insulting my character? Do you think I, Xia Feng, am that kind of person?"

"One hundred thousand, one hundred thousand is the most I can offer! This is a friendly price because you're my brother!" She raised both hands, spreading her fingers.

"One hundred thousand? Not really... Ugh!"

Xia Feng continued to press her face down, preventing her from getting closer, and said with a firm and cold smile, "Let me tell you, your father regards money as dirt, and you won't be able to make me bow down with dirty money!"

Cough—of course, the main reason is that he's about to die, and money and such are all external things now. It's more important to find a way to prolong his heart's activity!

Mushroom wanted to say something more, but the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

Xia Feng patted Mushroom's little head and stood up. "I have to go now."

"Hey? No, where are you going? We agreed to have dinner together!"

"I need to speak with Mu Qingtong." Xia Feng waved his hand, leaving her with only his back to him.

Mushroom glared resentfully: "Tch, you've forgotten your brothers now that you have a girlfriend, you bastard!"

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"What about people?"

Standing in the bustling corridor, Xia Feng sighed and rubbed his forehead. Was this woman a rabbit? She disappeared in the blink of an eye. Luckily, he had gotten Mu Qingtong's phone number yesterday.

Xia Feng: Where are you? I need to talk to you.

He sent a text message, and received a reply very quickly.

[Experience Pack: Weiyang Square]

"Da da--"

Just then, a pair of strappy high heels walked up gently, and Xia Feng looked up.

Cha Nai Xue's expression was gentle and calm, her purple eyes smiling: "Xia Feng, do you have time to chat?"

"Buzz~"

Xia Feng looked down.

[Experience Pack: You have five minutes. Don't miss out!]

"You're so arrogant," Xia Feng thought to himself. He quickly put away his phone, turned around, and went downstairs. At the same time, he waved back and said quickly, "I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll go first. Let's talk next time."

The words that Cha Nai Xue was about to say stuck in her throat. She stared in astonishment at the man's hurried departure, pursing her lips and remaining silent for a long time.

Xia Feng followed the flow of people downstairs, and after only a few steps, a completely black car glided up to him like a ghost—

The car door opened slightly.

In the elegantly luxurious back seat, a woman in a deep black dress sat languidly with her legs crossed. She turned her head and smiled faintly, "Get in."

As expected of you, the World Destroyer Witch, your entrance was quite stylish. Xia Feng got into the car with a swift and decisive movement.

The car door closed, and he glanced to the side. In the driver's seat was a maid with rose-red hair, who was resting with her arms crossed and her eyes closed.

"She is my personal maid, you can call her 'Fei'."

Xia Feng continued to curiously peer into the car's understatedly luxurious interior. It was the first time he had ever seen such an expensive hovercar. Forgive his restlessness, but he gently tapped the magical hovering ball on the armrest.

"This is a weapon that absorbs spiritual pressure. If you touch it for too long, it can drain the spiritual pressure of a low-level spiritual master."

Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, silently withdrew his hand, suppressed his curiosity, and turned around.

The woman's long legs were crossed beneath her elegant black dress, and at the end of her slender white calves, crystal high heels dangled precariously from her glistening toes, swaying back and forth.

She rested her chin on her hand, a strand of silver hair falling down her cheek, her beautiful eyes filled with doubt: "Mr. Xia, I'm very curious, is your strength due to your own talent, or did you rely on external forces such as evil gods?"

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Why does everyone say I've worshipped an evil god?! Do I look like the son of an evil god? Xia Feng was indignant. "Miss Mu, you can question my character, but you can't question my talent!"

He smiled confidently and mysteriously, "I'm not bragging, but whatever your cultivation speed can imagine, that's how fast I can achieve!"

"As for evil gods? As a law-abiding citizen of the empire, how could I, Xia Feng, possibly have anything to do with such things?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Mu Qingtong raised her delicate eyebrows slightly and looked at the maid in the front seat.

The maid with rose-red hair opened her eyes, the red light in them fading, and nodded expressionlessly: "It's all the truth."

"???"

Xia Feng was stunned. Good heavens, you can even detect lies, you old bastard!

Fortunately, he wasn't lying.

The Demon Heart was already the core organ of his body, allowing him to maintain perfect synchronization with Mu Qingtong's strength. So, practically speaking, wasn't Mu Qingtong's talent essentially his own?
Very beaver-like!
Yes, that's right, I am a genius! Xia Feng kept telling himself.

Is this the truth? Mu Qingtong felt inexplicably complicated. Her lazy golden eyes gradually lit up. So there really were geniuses like her in this world!

She suddenly felt ashamed and disgusted with her former arrogance and complacency.

But even more so, there was an unprecedented sense of security—the security of finding kindred spirits, finding rivals, and finding meaning in life.

Although somewhat excited, she maintained a gentle, calm smile. "So, Mr. Xia, who are you here to see today?"

This is a lighthearted and enjoyable read; don't worry too much about the minor details.
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