I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 529 - 497. Let’s have a good talk

"So it burns like this?~~" The man’s sinister whisper echoed like a faint sound in a valley, traveling instantly like an ant’s electric current along her ear, straight to her nerves.

Jiang Qiue’s scalp went numb, and her heart thudded violently.

"You—" Her indifferent and beautiful eyes stiffened and shrank in shock, and she suddenly turned her head to see Xia Feng’s teasing and mocking gaze, his hand moving freely over her body, as provocative as it had been in the Shuilian Cave.

Jiang Qiue felt as though she had stepped into an ice cellar, her heart chilling while streaks of electricity traced her neck and spine, causing her to clamp her legs tightly together beneath her skirt without a sliver of gap.

At this moment, her thoughts were stagnant, and before panic could set in, that terrifying presence stepped closer, his thin lips almost touching hers as he sneered, "Holy Daughter, what excites you so much?"

"!!!" Jiang Qiue snapped back to reality, her face flushing red and steaming with heat. In her eyes, now filled with terror and unease, disbelief forced her thoughts into disarray: "Clear... clear ’Xia Feng personality’! Return to the blank slate swarm consciousness!"

Xia Feng blandly ignored this command, locking eyes with the fox, a faint smile on his face as he activated the excitement ring.

The familiar sensation flooded Jiang Qiue’s consciousness like a deluge, mixed with a social mortification so intense, it felt like a public execution by Xia Feng—a heart-wrenching despair.

A sour electric current shot from her tailbone to her crown, and the extreme addiction induced her to arch her back beautifully like a crescent moon.

Her beautiful, cool eyes widened, vaguely misting with pitiable tears. Her lips parted and her ethereal, soft voice sweetly cursed, "Bastard!!!!"

Zzz—

...

Xia Feng’s lower face, his lips and nose, dripped with strands of honey which quickly vaporized and were absorbed, further expanding the swarm consciousness within his mind.

Xia Feng, slightly startled and lip twitching, watched the Holy Daughter, who seemed about to fall backward, and deliberately sneered,

"Really disgusting~"

"!!!!" Jiang Qiue’s soul felt as if it were hammered, completely flushed with heat, "Xia Feng!!"

Her eyes, previously shrouded in tears, instantly reverted to their usual indifferent coldness, but now they brimmed with a bloodthirsty murderous intent!

A chill crept up Xia Feng’s spine, his heart and blood feeling as though they were being drawn out into a cold, void abyss.

Death descended!

But he was not panicked. Instead, he used the Four Symbols Formation to instantaneously move behind Jiang Qiue.

"Boom!!!!"

The disheveled woman in a blue dress’s brow flashed with a blue light, and the crystal sword burst forth, transforming into a sun that annihilated everything, illuminating the land a hundred miles ahead, as if heaven descended into the abyss, stunning to behold.

Xia Feng, from behind her, repeated his old trick by grabbing her vulnerable blue dress.

While activating the excitement ring again, he snatched the pocket watch at her chest and chuckled softly as he turned to flee, "Silly fox, thanks for taking care of me these past days. Until we meet again~"

Jiang Qiue, holding her chest. bowed down, beads of sweat streaming down her forehead, her legs tightly pressed together to suppress her physiological reaction, her eyes, red with anger, turned to look behind her.

The culprit’s figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, the crystal sword and the eighteen talismans unable to catch up.

However, Jiang Qiue wasn’t planning to chase.

As the effect of the excitement ring was suppressed by her force of will, the flush on her face quickly faded, returning to her usual cold, indifferent look, her eyes faint.

But the fist hidden in her sleeve was tightly clenched, veins bulging, her eyes, death-like, quietly staring at the spot where Xia Feng had disappeared.

In fact, she had begun to suspect that after the swarm consciousness was endowed with the ’Xia Feng personality,’ it led to the awakening of ’self’ and turned into a real person...

But when Xia Feng used that familiar humiliating Spiritual Artifact, she completely collapsed and was fully convinced that this humanoid doll she had carefully cultivated...had long since become the real Xia Feng.

Perhaps from the beginning, during his infancy, this bastard had already come back to life!!

Then he had been deceiving, manipulating her!!!

Jiang Qiue had never felt such rage before; she felt her mindset was about to explode, the kind of explosion that breeds a Heart Demon.

Fortunately, she had considered this possibility early on, so she was prepared.

Xia Feng’s body was marked and cursed by her in various ways, even bearing her Nine-tailed Mark.

This was the contingency she had left behind, which would also help her turn Xia Feng into a true human puppet!

So, what of resurrection?

Moreover, compared to seeking revenge on a false puppet, making the real Xia Feng feel humiliation was clearly more meaningful!

Jiang Qiue adjusted her mindset, expressionlessly and quickly tidied up her upper clothing, transformed her longsword back into a glaze-blue hairpin, and re-coiled her disheveled long hair that fell to her chest.

Dressed in a simple yet elegant long dress, she regained her unearthly and ethereal charm, her spiritual beautiful eyes vaguely gazed into the distance, as if she could see Xia Feng’s figure frantically escaping using his Space Spiritual Artifact.

Silence lingered in the darkness.

The holy and jade-like face of Jiang Qiue flashed a trace of red in the corner of her eyes, her lips imperceptibly curved into a sinister smile, then quietly relaxed, she murmured in a voice soft as a mosquito’s hum:

"Xia Feng, do you think you can escape...."

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Xia Feng felt a chill down his spine and looked back.

Jiang Qiue wasn’t chasing him; realizing it was just an illusion, Xia Feng sighed in relief and began to inspect his body.

The side of his neck bore the ’Jiang’ character mark, and his abdomen, thighs, ankles, and wrists all showed peculiar cyan-gold lines.

At the same time, the bee swarm consciousness in his soul had not been taken back by Jiang Qiue.

Xia Feng activated his Spiritual Particles, attempting to shatter the unknown function of these cyan-gold lines on his body, but neither the bee swarm consciousness nor the Jiang character mark could be destroyed.

He could sense that Jiang Qiue could precisely locate him through the bee swarm consciousness and the Jiang character mark, guessing she was not planning to let him go.

As he destroyed them, the scattered cyan-gold Spiritual Light quickly gathered and outlined into an Array.

A spatial rift opened above the Array, and a woman in a cyan dress stepped out from it, her spiritual and cold eyes seemingly gazing down from the clouds.

It was the aura of the Venerable One Realm!

Xia Feng’s face changed slightly, and he turned to run.

Damn! This woman had this level of Cultivation, yet she had still hidden it when dealing with Olivia and Jin Jili earlier! Xia Feng wanted to curse, also clearly understanding that if this woman caught him now, he would definitely be in a dire situation.

Plus, even if he could defeat Jiang Qiue beyond his level, Jiang Qiue could still resurrect by severing her tail, and her Cultivation would continue to rise.

Absolutely outrageous!

His only chance to deal with Jiang Qiue now was the Refining God Tower, but it required the opponent to walk into the tower gate voluntarily; it didn’t have the capability to just pull the opponent in without calling out.

In a split second, as Xia Feng frantically ran, he glanced at the map and pointer on his pocket watch, and unexpectedly discovered another shocking fact.

He and Jiang Qiue were actually in the Black Abyss!

"Xia Feng, you should understand, you can’t escape."

At the same time, Jiang Qiue’s consciousness transmission echoed in his mind, indifferent and ethereal, "So why not stop and let us have a proper talk."