I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 396 - 371. Result

After being activated,

there wasn't the expected reaction; instead, the strength of the woman in the black dress's right hand increased significantly!

It was then that Xia Feng suddenly realized that his thoughts had been silently influenced once more!

The activation ability of the excitement ring had different effects on different organs.

Activating the hands did not cause Mu Qingtong any adverse reaction; instead, it enhanced her strength.

Although the increase in strength was negligible, Xia Feng quickly canceled this activated state.

Simultaneously,

[N-grade Spiritual Artifact - Limb Superman]

[Optimization successful—]

[N·Limb Superman (Optimized Version)]

[—The severed limbs can be controlled by your thoughts. For example, if you sever your right palm, you can control it to move freely by thought.]

Under Mu Qingtong's astonished gaze, Xia Feng's right palm suddenly detached from his elbow, the flesh-colored cut smooth, without a drop of blood flowing.

And that palm with agile fingers swiftly flew towards both their waists!

It seemed as if it wanted to remove the suppression curse.

Seeing this, Mu Qingtong quickly shifted her solid hips. Just as Xia Feng's mind-controlled hand was about to move along their abdomens, he found no gap to penetrate.

After several unsuccessful attempts, a wicked fire grew harder to suppress in Xia Feng's eyes.

So he no longer attempted to remove the curse but instead controlled the hand to directly reach for the vital point above Mu Qingtong!

Activation—

Mu Qingtong's face stiffened slightly, not expecting this move; she had momentarily neglected to protect her vital point and was directly gripped and manipulated by Xia Feng.

However, she was accustomed to this and let Mr. Xia's hand misbehave as she took a deep breath to suppress the adverse physiological reaction.

Her face remained unchanged as she was about to speak, but she heard the man's hoarse magnetic voice beside her ear speak first,

"Miss Mu, look at the sky, it seems to be raining, doesn't it?"

Mu Qingtong slightly raised her beautiful eyes, and the moon outside the window was still serene, the thin fog not condensing into rain, but the mist was indeed getting damper.

And beneath the mist stood towering buildings.

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Directly opposite this building, on another tall building, hung a vertical screen displaying a replay of Mu Qingtong in a lavish long dress standing at the center of the stage, softly singing.

The venue cheered with thousands of people.

The faint sound of the song traveled through the thin clouds to the top floor of the building.

Mu Qingtong's long legs under the black dress involuntarily rubbed tighter together, leaving not a single gap.

She lowered her gaze again, her expression unchanged as she stared at the man below her, and softly said, "Mr. Xia, you are mistaken, there is no rain outside."

"Oh, is that so....", Xia Feng, lying back, looked up with a puzzled expression, "Then why is my stomach somewhat wet?"

Mu Qingtong frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes cool, and remained silent for a moment before shifting her hips.

She could feel that the man beneath her had reached a tipping point in his emotions and anger, making his whole body feverishly hot, filled with rage.

Yet, he persistently suppressed it, unwilling to show any subservience in his words toward her.

This reminded her of not long ago, when Mr. Xia was in the embrace of the Eternal Day Goddess, allowing that so-called Goddess's invasion without any resistance.

In fact, Mu Qingtong could see that Mr. Xia harbored very special feelings towards that woman, like dependency and an inexplicable absolute trust.

Perhaps it was because Gong Changyi had been Mr. Xia's master during childhood, which led to Mr. Xia's unusual trust and bond towards this Fake God.

This sentiment displeased Mu Qingtong.

She allowed Mr. Xia to submit before her feet, but she did not allow him to acknowledge any other deity as master.

"Miss Mu, I am giving you one last chance, release the suppression!"

At that moment, Mr. Xia's eyes harboring fiery rage coldly smirked as he looked up at her, "Otherwise, I will use the Eternal Day Divine Seal and let Sister Yi deal with you!"

Mu Qingtong's pupils contracted imperceptibly, it seemed as if something terrifying under the surface of the lake, shimmering with golden waves, could no longer be contained and was ready to erupt at any moment.

"Mr. Xia, may I ask you a question?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you like Gong Changyi?" she asked softly.

"Naturally...."

Xia Feng keenly sensed a shift in Mu Qingtong's mood—was she... angry? His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and with a deliberate smile, he said, "I grew up depending on Sister Yi, and she used to be my master, so of course I like her."

"Is that so."

The woman in the black dress nodded, her beautiful, wet silver hair falling on Xia Feng's thin lips, causing a slight itch on his cheek.

Xia Feng could feel the firmness and strength of Miss Mu's soft waist and full hips firmly shifting his center of gravity.

"So, Mr. Xia, when you were previously in Gong Changyi's arms, being wantonly violated—"

Miss Mu's clear, beautiful eyes were calm, so close to his, "did you feel happy?"

Xia Feng smiled back into her golden irises, tilting his chin up, "Naturally."

"Good to hear."

Mu Qingtong's clear eyes were like a still, deep lake, the last glimmers of dark light fading away as she curled her lips into a light smile.

It was proven that, having been ravished by two Evil Gods consecutively, Mr. Xia was thoroughly defiled.

[You have been attacked by the 'Holy Release · King's Will'; the target Spiritual Artifact is at your level, copying failed—]

Xia Feng's pupils dilated; this time, the King's Will wasn't silently affecting his thought process, but openly altering it.

He looked up at the woman in the black dress, gazing at her stunning, noble face with wet hair sticking to her lips, and a sense of endless admiration rose within his heart. He felt the urge to kneel before her, recognizing her as his lord.

At the same time, he inexplicably felt guilty and terrified at the thought of desecrating the Goddess, trembling with fear throughout his body.

He opened his mouth, about to confess and beg for mercy, when the "Gong" character on his lower abdomen and the "Si" character on the back of his neck flickered with a strange light.

The adoration in his black irises suddenly cleared, turning into annoyance.

[C-grade Spiritual Artifact · Close-Fitting New Clothes]

[You can dissolve the clothing covering both your body and the target's body through physical contact.]

A hole suddenly dissolved in Mu Qingtong's black dress, and with a flip, Xia Feng reversed their positions, pinning her underneath him.

Mu Qingtong's gaze darkened slightly—she hadn't expected Mr. Xia to so easily break free from the control of the King's Will, and even start to resist.

She furrowed her brows, her thighs tensed, locking Xia Feng's legs firmly as she flipped over with a thrust of her hips!

The two intertwined and rolled continuously, until a thud brought them in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the other side.

Their breaths mingled, panting heavily; Mu Qingtong naturally noticed Xia Feng's malicious intent towards her black dress.

They both glanced downward.

A fist-sized gap had torn open at the belly of the black dress, with the edge of her bright red panties partially visible.

Mu Qingtong knew that this confrontation would not subside easily, and that one of them must yield.

But this could lead nowhere.

After all, these were just superficial actions, lacking real excitement; to truly break Mr. Xia's will to resist, perhaps only true procreation would suffice.

Contemplating, Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly sat up straight, taking a deep breath.

Xia Feng was taken aback.

Mu Qingtong, in a classic black dress, tore off the hem of her dress with a casual motion, transforming it into an ultra-short black skirt, half-exposing her raised buttocks.

Her two sexy, rounded long legs were inserted into the noble Black Crystal High Heels, confident and arrogant. She knelt astride Xia Feng's thighs, looking down at him with a cold, soft voice:

"Mr. Xia, let's bring our confrontation to a definitive end."

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[Due to time constraints, the second chapter of today's exciting side story will be around 5000 words, but it will have to wait until around 2 AM.]