I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 933 933. Rules
"You originally promised to take me to the Holy Dragon Judgment, but now it seems that the Holy Dragon Judgment is also the key to you breaking the Dragon Locking Well. So you got all the benefits, and I didn't get anything at all."

Xia Feng preemptively struck, as if he had no benefit whatsoever, and righteously accused Huang Zhaoyue, "So, that's why you readily agreed to the conditions of the Holy Dragon Judgment that I proposed when you were in the Sumeru Realm, right!"

"..." Huang Zhaoyue knew she was in the wrong and remained silent.

"How about this, it's not impossible for me to help you. I won't ask for too many conditions. You just need to agree to one condition, and I'll help you. How about it?"

"explain."

"Accept the Pale Divine Seal and become a follower of the Pale Dragon God."

"!"

"how?"

"impossible!!"

"Why isn't it possible?"

"My purpose in escaping this cage was to regain my freedom and no longer be subject to any being. What difference is there between becoming a Pale Believer and fleeing from a wolf's den into a tiger's lair? Besides, it's Pale! That would only make me feel even more disgusted!"

"Huh?! Who are you calling disgusting?!"

"...Absolutely impossible!"

"How about this, I'll lower my demands a bit. I don't need you to submit to Cangbai anymore, how about submitting to me instead?" Xia Feng revealed his true purpose.

"What do you mean?"

“I’m not saying you have to submit forever. Once the Dragon-Locking Well is broken and you regain your godhood, all you need to do is become my subordinate, join my organization, work for me, and protect my life for a thousand years. Compared to the ten thousand years you were ‘imprisoned,’ this time is not much.”

Huang Zhaoyue frowned slightly. A thousand years was indeed not a long time. A dragon had been lurking in the abyss for ten thousand years. She was not short of a thousand years.

But now, she craves freedom so much that even one more year would be torture for her.

"One hundred years," Huang Zhaoyue said softly, pursing her lips.

"!" Xia Feng's eye twitched slightly. "Is this how you bargain? You should just offer a full discount!"

"With your monstrous talent, a hundred years is more than enough time for you to reach the divine realm. At that time, you will not need my protection at all."

I'll take that as a compliment," Xia Feng thought to himself. Huang Zhaoyue was right; a hundred years was more than enough time.

Of course, that's assuming Miss Mu, this world-destroying witch, is still alive and kicking.

"A hundred years is fine, but shortening the time by such a large margin always comes at a price. How about this, instead of waiting for me to help you escape from the Dragon Locking Well, you will become my subordinate and obey my orders right now!"

"Why should I!" Huang Zhaoyue frowned, displeased.

"Unwilling? Fine, negotiations have broken down. You'll have to solve the problem of the Dragon Lock Well yourself." Xia Feng straightened his collar, turned around, and leisurely sat down in a metal-backed chair.

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Huang Zhaoyue lowered her eyes, her gaze half-closed, her voice cold and distant: "Becoming your subordinate is fine, but you cannot do anything improper to me."

Xia Feng scoffed, arms crossed, "Huang Zhaoyue, you really think highly of yourself. Even if you stripped naked and danced in front of me, believe me, I wouldn't react at all."

Huang Zhaoyue remained expressionless and continued, "Secondly, you cannot force me to do things that are beyond my capabilities and would only lead to my death."

"I'm not that free. What good would it do me if you died?"

Finally, you cannot order me to do what I do not wish to do.

"?!" Xia Feng's smile slowly faded, and he chuckled, "Just tell me that your subordinate can do whatever he wants without having to listen to any instructions from me, his superior!"

"Is that okay?" "You're dreaming!"

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"Alright." Xia Feng said expressionlessly, "I won't order you to do anything out of line. You just need to maintain the respect due to your superior, and then fight without reservation when I need you to. If you're not willing to do even that, then you should find someone else."

"Okay, deal."

Although I was very reluctant to be inferior to Xia Feng, it was still better than having my life threatened by Huang Ye with my divine status.

Huang Zhaoyue readily agreed, then asked with a hint of doubt, "You just mentioned an organization. What kind of organization did you establish? Is it large?"

"Don't worry about that. You'll be told when the time is right. Right now, you only need to be responsible to me and obey my orders directly. Also, from now on, you should address me with the respectful title 'Your Excellency,' understand?"

Xia Feng leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and adopted a boss-like posture.

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Huang Zhaoyue remained expressionless; she suddenly regretted agreeing to the request.

Your Excellency?

Even using honorifics!
"I will respect you, but don't even think about using honorifics."

"Don't even think about it. Why are you glaring at me like that?" Xia Feng looked at her fox-grey heterochromatic eyes, which were once again filled with a chilling killing intent. He was displeased. "Is this what you call respect?"

"..." Huang Zhaoyue took a deep breath, suppressing the icy malice in her eyes.

"Now that an agreement has been reached, can you give me the Dragon Spirit Blood now?" She stared silently at Xia Feng's neck.

"No, you haven't given up yet." Xia Feng was exasperated. This woman had gone through all that trouble and was still hung up on the matter.

"Huang Ye is determined to carry out his treacherous scheme on the day of the wedding, so for me, every day I can delay is a day better. Let's hurry and see if the Dragon Spirit Blood is still effective."

As she spoke, she stepped forward and pressed down on the armrests on both sides of Xia Feng's chair, about to bend down and continue biting Xia Feng's neck.

Xia Feng shrank back, raised his hand and pressed down on her slender shoulder, scolding her unhappily, "Huang Zhaoyue, get your identity straight. You are my subordinate now!"

"You came up here before I even agreed! Don't you have any manners?!"

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Huang Zhaoyue's expression turned slightly cold. She instinctively wanted to get angry, but she held back in the end. She pursed her lips and said, "Although I am now your subordinate, you have promised me that your dragon spirit blood and your life belong to me. What's wrong with taking back what originally belonged to me?"

"So the agreement I made with you to be my subordinate was completely useless, huh? You can still do whatever you want to me."
Xia Feng was completely convinced and ignored her. Instead, he held up his right index finger in front of her cherry-colored lips and said in a cold voice, "If you want dragon spirit blood, bite here. Any other method is out of the question."

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The man lowered his index finger, hovering it in front of his lips. Huang Zhaoyue frowned involuntarily, her fox-grey eyes meeting the man's dark pupils.

Xia Feng remained expressionless and casually said, "You know it's tiring for me to hold this up? You have three seconds to think about it, three—!"

Huang Zhaoyue pursed her lips, her delicate brows furrowing even deeper. Xia Feng had just called her a dog, which made her subconsciously feel that her act of biting Xia Feng's finger was very strange.

But judging from Xia Feng's expression, it seemed he hadn't thought of it that way.

Perhaps she was overthinking it. Xia Feng simply didn't want to be bitten on the neck again, and he didn't want to have any more physical contact with her, who had the bloodline of the abyss.

It must be said that biting your fingertips is indeed the most effective way to reduce physical contact.

(End of this chapter)