I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 951. One Day as a Teacher

Xia Feng leaned back in his wheelchair, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

This evil empress can use the location of the Apocalypse Knight to send her will to the top ten districts of the empire. It seems that the Apocalypse Knight has also come to Golden Sparrow City.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The problem now is that we must return to the Sumeru Realm as soon as possible!
Although I always felt that the Empress had ulterior motives, I couldn't care less about that now.

The nightmare he had just had left him feeling very uneasy.

Xia Feng rubbed his temples, relieved that the effects of the sleep spell had worn off and his mental state had returned to normal.

He looked out the window. It was already night, and the city ruins were filled with the pungent smell of blood. Everything was shrouded in mist, except for the ever-brighter glow of the central tower of the Sparrow God.

"Dad, that's the legendary Gate of Sumeru." A clear, golden-haired woman's voice sounded from behind, carefully explaining, "Yesterday, Ayame saw many Saint Realm experts appearing in the sky outside the tower, probably waiting for the Abyss Saints to appear."

"Dad, Ayame feels this place is very dangerous. A big battle might break out. Should we leave?"

Kikyo addressed him respectfully, as if they had known each other for over a decade. Xia Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, and he glanced at the woman.

The blonde woman was tall and slender, with long, narrow almond-shaped eyes behind a white mask. A beauty mark on her right eye shone eerily. Judging from her eye shape and gaze alone, she possessed the alluring and seductive charm of a mature woman.

But a clear, sweet voice came from under the mask, like that of an innocent young girl. Her beautiful eyes blinked, staring at him curiously yet timidly, as if she were a little nervous.

Xia Feng dispersed his pale vertical pupils, restoring them to their black appearance. He could vaguely tell that this woman seemed...too eager to improve.
So even though you're terrified, you force yourself to please him despite your fear?

Xia Feng tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips a few times, and after a moment of contemplation, said, "Kikyo Ayame, right? You almost became a concubine of the Goddess of Flower?"

"Yes"

"How is his talent for cultivation?"

The blonde woman with the mask paused for a moment, then answered seriously, "According to the Golden Flower rating system, it's A- grade, close to the level of a super genius."

Xia Feng stared at her thoughtfully, then nodded: "Alright, from now on you may call me Master."

He was planning to go to Sparrow God Mountain. This cheap disciple might come in handy when suppressing that Hua God, so Xia Feng didn't mind taking on a cheap disciple first.

Anyway, she doesn't need his teaching; Kikyo Ayame can comprehend the Spirit Robe directly using the Blood Treasury Heavenly Inheritance. However, the comprehension speed of the Blood Treasury Heavenly Inheritance is not as instantaneous as that of the Demon Heart; it requires a considerable amount of time to digest.

But it's enough.

Hearing that the mysterious wheelchair-bound boy was finally willing to accept her, Kikyo Ayame's eyes lit up, and she nodded timidly, replying, "Yes, Dad."

"Call me Master!"

“Yes, but the Bloodline of Heavenly Inheritance requires both psychological and verbal acceptance of the concept of ‘father’.”

"..." This was the first time Xia Feng had ever seen such a bizarre magical artifact. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then call it Master."

A teacher for a day is a father for life. This concept surely doesn't contradict the conditions for using the Bloodline Inheritance!
The blonde woman wearing a mask pursed her lips, frowned as if somewhat unwilling, but still obediently nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

"Alright, you can stay here by yourself for now and hide well. I'll be leaving for a while."

Xia Feng covered his legs with the Ten Saints Armor, stood up nimbly, and vanished from the spot in a flash.

Kikyo Ayame was taken aback. So you can move on your own?
But then she thought again, the mysterious existence of the wheelchair-bound boy was something she couldn't understand at all; perhaps he just had a hobby of pretending to be disabled while in a wheelchair. Lost in thought, she quickly walked to the window and gazed at the distant sky.

Sure enough, the mysterious young man, dressed in a black robe, flashed towards the central tower.

Was he also going to pay homage to the Saints of the Abyss?
Kikyo Ayame stared at the boy's back with flickering eyes, wondering about the exact strength of her father and master.

Among the dozen or so beings who had been waiting outside the central tower for a long time, there were quite a few sages. Although she didn't actually know the identities of most of them, she did know two of them.

That handsome young man with a long black braid hanging down his back and wearing a blue mandarin jacket and robe is Tang Quandao, the third god-level genius of the empire!
Kikyo Ayame couldn't discern his strength, but she estimated that he was at least a sage-level being.

Then there was a cold and stern man covered in full armor, with a platinum eagle helmet on his forehead, the empire's fourth god-level genius, Jin Yangtian!
She only knew these two people; after all, the title of the Empire's Four Divine-Level Geniuses was too prestigious and well-known to everyone.

Aside from the fact that the first two appeared too early and their specific appearances are no longer circulating online, most people in the Empire know the appearances of the latter two, Tang Quandao and Jin Yangtian.

Those who can come to the Abyss Saints as representatives of various forces are all extraordinary individuals.

Kikyo Ayame wondered to herself, wondering which faction her father belonged to.

Mahjong God Center Tower.

"This saint certainly has quite the airs," Lilith Belle said, swinging her legs and resting her chin on her hand. "If it weren't for Lord Pillar's instructions, I would have thought waiting for him for half an hour was too long!"

The others were also clearly impatient, frowning as they stared at the location of the Sumeru Gate with displeasure.

They all had some doubts about whether the Abyss Saint was already dead.

At that moment, as if sensing something, everyone's gaze instantly turned to the south.

The man in black robes appeared silently on a tall building.

The mask beneath the hood reflected the color of a playing card, spades. There was no trace of his presence, and no one could see his face beneath the mask.

Spade.
Everyone's gazes narrowed slightly. They hadn't come out of the Gate of Sumeru, but had returned from the outside world.
This person was previously in Golden Sparrow City, not in the Sumeru Realm?

An Xingjia, who was yawning, stopped abruptly. He rubbed his heavy dark circles, stretched, stood up, and clicked his tongue, "So you are the Abyss Saint? You've kept us waiting."

“Your Excellency Saint, I have a suggestion.” Nian Gengcheng, standing at a distance, smiled and suddenly spoke up after seeing Xia Feng. “Since three god-level geniuses from the empires have gathered here, why don’t you join forces with me, Fen Tian, ​​and wipe them all out in one fell swoop?”

As he spoke, he looked at Huang Zhaoyue, Tang Quandao, and Jin Yangtian with undisguised malice, stroking his chin, "It just so happens that Her Highness the Imperial Concubine has a connection with the Abyss. I'm sure you'll be very interested in the origin of her bloodline."

Xia Feng didn't know where this guy got his confidence from, actually wanting to be enemies with everyone present.

But upon further reflection, it became clear that Burning Heaven couldn't have sent only one apostle, Nian Gengcheng; there were probably other Burning Heaven followers hiding in the shadows.

Xia Feng ignored the guy. As he pondered, he slowly raised his dark eyes. In the vision of the Eye of Deconstruction, within a radius of ten miles centered on the central tower, the space was faintly filled with a kind of dark blue light.

That's the symbol of the formation.

Clearly, someone had set a trap here, waiting specifically for him to appear.

Xia Feng's gaze remained calm, as if he hadn't noticed the trap. He stepped forward and directly entered the formation's range.

(End of this chapter)