I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 942. Fusion Weapon, Vermilion Bird Demon Armor
After all, the larger the network of relationships, the more complex the causal relationships become. Conan's network of relationships is very simple, which should be the result of the rules of the Calamity Realm being deliberately designed.

A game character who has almost never left the house or is mostly in a dormant state will naturally have fewer causal lines to change.

As Xia Feng pondered, he looked up and asked, "How long has Uncle Lin Han been gone?"

"Half an hour," the bodyguard behind him replied respectfully.

In Xia Feng's memory, Uncle Lin Han was somewhat similar to Uncle Wei. He wore a sharp suit and had a mature, weathered air about him.

Xia Feng skimmed through the bodyguard team's files and learned that Uncle Lin Han had a wife, but she died in a disaster, leaving behind a daughter with both legs amputated, who is now studying at Weiyang Academy.

Because Uncle Lin Han's daughter also uses a wheelchair, Xia Feng has a deep memory of this bodyguard.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng glanced at his crippled legs in his wheelchair and cursed inwardly. This was outrageous! The first role was a eunuch, the second was a woman, and this third role, although of high status, also had its flaws—he couldn't walk!

“Young Master, you have already done more than enough by agreeing to let Uncle Lin Han go and save your daughter.”

The bodyguard behind him said seriously, "There's no need to stay in this dangerous place and wait for him. Besides, he's probably already dead."

Xia Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Weiyang Academy.

Each region has an Weiyang Academy, filled with talented spiritual masters, and overseen by high-ranking officials. The order within the academy shouldn't collapse so quickly.

But it doesn’t matter anymore.

He looked out the window and said calmly, "Let's go to Weiyang Academy."

The bodyguard behind him was slightly surprised; he really was going: "Young Master? You're not going back to Sparrow God Mountain?!"

He naturally had to go to Queshen Mountain to check on the situation, but he wondered if his fake sister, Ke Yanqing, who hated him, would discover his true identity.

Xia Feng decided to figure out what was going on in this world before making a decision.

As for now, the reason for going to Weiyang Academy first is not to find Uncle Lin Han or anything like that, but because he sensed something.
Fusion reaction!

[A fusible artifact with the same spiritual essence as 'B·Vermilion Bird Demon Armor' has been detected.]

Within the spiritual sea, the armor carved with a flaming bird flickered and vibrated incessantly, as if expressing the excitement of encountering its own kind.

Xia Feng was also somewhat excited.

Good heavens! He's finally found a magical artifact that he can fuse with!
It must be said that it is indeed very difficult to encounter a spiritual artifact with the same spirituality.

Fortunately, I seem to be lucky today. Not only did I encounter it, but it's also a spiritual artifact that can be fused and upgraded to the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor!
The Vermilion Bird Demon Armor was the first B-grade spirit weapon he obtained after becoming a second-tier spirit master. Since obtaining it, he has been using it until his current Venerable Second Realm, and it is more commonly used and easier to use than A-grade spirit weapons.

Therefore, rather than fusing with other weapons to upgrade to an A-grade spiritual weapon, he actually preferred to upgrade the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor to make it more powerful.

It's already so incredible at just B-level; who knows what terrifying effects it will have when it reaches A-level?

Although the bodyguard was puzzled by the young master's decision and wanted to persuade him, judging from the young master's tone, it was clear that he had to go to Weiyang Academy and there was no room for doubt.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, what a kind and innocent young master he was, willing to risk his life for a bodyguard he had only known for a day.

Unbelievable.

Xia Feng, unaware of the middle-aged bodyguard's wild thoughts, looked out the window.

This expensive car, equipped with an alternate dimension, speeds through the chaotic city.

On the streets, in the sky, and inside buildings, bloody battles and shrill screams echoed continuously. Thousands of zombie-like creatures even ran rampant through the streets, biting anyone in their path. Aside from the potential for a divine catastrophe, no other major disasters seemed to exist within the realm of calamity.

Therefore, this zombie, whose physical body can withstand car crashes and whose speed rivals that of Liu Xiang, is probably a manifestation of some kind of superpower.

Sure enough, through the rearview mirror, Xia Feng quickly saw a muscular middle-aged man suspended in mid-air. He covered his face with one hand, revealing a blood-red beastly eye, and bent over with a low, guttural laugh, until the laughter became increasingly unrestrained and turned into an arrogant, maniacal laugh.

"God! Hahahaha! This is how God feels!"

He suddenly tilted his head back, his scarlet eyes fixed on the several third-tier spirit masters in front of him. He twisted his neck, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "Heh~ So these noble spirit masters are nothing special!"

With a few roars from the zombies on the ground, a golden light streamed from the top of the middle-aged man's head. His experience bar on the right side of his level 29 account filled up, and with a flash of light, he became level 30.

Seeing this, Xia Feng withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the scene behind him.

The middle-aged man was probably an ordinary person who had been unfairly suppressed by some spiritual masters. So, after suddenly obtaining such powerful strength, his mentality naturally became somewhat twisted and crazy.

But, God.
A middle-aged man like him is still far from being at the divine realm.

But if the middle-aged man survives a few more days, he might actually be able to break through to the God Realm in this world of destiny.

What an absurd and heaven-defying world. Xia Feng looked at the reversed scenery outside the window and felt a vague unease and a sense of crisis.

The reason for his unease is that his strength has been suppressed!

[Realm Level: Second-Tier Spirit Master]

This is the level that the 'Conan' character design possesses.

Xia Feng originally thought it was just a setting, but he didn't expect that his spiritual pressure state would actually be suppressed to the second level!
That's really a rip-off.

Spiritual pressure is related to spiritual particle quantity. When spiritual pressure is reduced from Sovereign Level 2 to Spirit Level 2, the reduction in spiritual particle quantity is not small. Many A-rank spiritual garments can no longer be used, let alone S-rank spiritual garments.

Fortunately, only the spiritual pressure was suppressed, but the spiritual artifacts were still usable.

Just then, the car arrived at Weiyang Academy without anyone noticing.

An siren blared inside the car, beeping repeatedly.

The bodyguard quickly approached Xia Feng and respectfully whispered, "Young Master, it's Miss's message."

Xia Feng was taken aback. The young lady the bodyguard was referring to was naturally 'Ke Yanqing', his older sister in his current identity.

Xia Feng narrowed his dark eyes slightly and took the clock from the bodyguard.

The clock face is engraved with ancient patterns and emits a strange glow. When the cover is popped open, a beautiful light and shadow appear in front of you.

She was a tall woman dressed in a classic dark-colored cheongsam, holding an oil-paper umbrella with a landscape painting on it. The umbrella was lowered to partially cover her eyes, revealing only her delicate lower face.

Upon seeing this person, Xia Feng's memories of being chased by this woman became even clearer. Back then, when he was relentlessly pursued by the Goddess Palace, the Golden Finch Flower, and the Apocalypse Knights until his death, this woman was the most persistent. She even participated in the first wolf hunt, which led to his death and his first return to the Nightmare Realm.

Under the umbrella, the woman's red lips parted slightly, her voice, though seemingly cold, was unusually gentle as she asked with concern, "Nan Nan, where are you?"

Xia Feng: "."

(End of this chapter)