I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 401 - 376. Struggle

"Miss Mu, are you a psychopath?"

"Mr. Xia, when you chose to be 'inside,' you should have realized that your nightmare was just beginning."

"Ha ha, then I might as well just choose to resurrect outside the house. What can you do to me?"

"Mr. Xia, it's useless. This sealed room is three hundred square meters, but the Vermilion Bird Demon Armor's resurrection range is only one hundred square meters. You can't escape."

Mu Qingtong knew Xia Feng's Spiritual Artifact ability data like the back of her hand, all thanks to Mr. Xia who never hid this from her.

"Sister Yi?" At that moment, Xia Feng's dark pupils widened in shock as he looked behind her. Mu Qingtong frowned and was about to turn around when she felt a movement below her.

Xia Feng suddenly arched his back, knocking her into the air, and with a push with his heels, his whole body flew straight toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

As long as he got within a hundred meters of the window and died, he could resurrect outside.

The foolish Miss Mu could only watch helplessly!

"Heh."

Mu Qingtong reacted quickly, grabbed his ankle, and yanked him back with a smack!

Xia Feng ultimately failed to succeed.

Mu Qingtong crouched over him like a frog, securely locking him down. Her wet, disheveled silver hair cascaded lazily down her beautiful back and curved hips, her pale golden eyes gazing down at him.

"Mr. Xia, two more days to see if your beloved Sister Yi will come to save you."

"..."

Xia Feng opened his mouth to say something more, but the sarcastic words were stuffed right back down his throat.

With her beautiful eyes so close to his own, Xia Feng knew that the nightmare had truly begun.

~~~~~

Three days.

The first had already passed.

On the second, with Mu Qingtong's help, the remaining two Taiji Powers were perfectly absorbed.

Another 2000 Voc to their Spiritual Pressure Value!

Both of their Spiritual Pressure levels were now approaching the peak of General Fifth, just a whisker away from reaching the standard of True Martial Realm 1. Their progress couldn't have been faster.

From General Fifth to True Martial Realm 1, to True Martial Second Realm, it's just a difference in the level of Spiritual Pressure and the number of Grade A Spiritual Clothes, and there's no need to consume spiritual material to enhance the Spiritual Base.

Now, they both had mastered two Grade A Spiritual Clothes—Miyamoto Tengu and Divine King Statue.

So, as long as their Spiritual Pressure kept up, they could naturally reach True Martial Second Realm.

Actually, Xia Feng had thought that even reaching General Fifth would take quite an effort, especially since Miss Mu had previously been opposed to cultivating yin and yang with him.

But unexpectedly, Miss Mu's attitude had taken a 180° turn...

The intensity of this turn, however, was a bit too severe, gradually becoming too much for Xia Feng to bear, even bringing him to the humiliating thought of pleading for mercy.

Fortunately, he persevered through the pain and suffering and did not bow down to this Evil Abnormal Witch.

At six o'clock on the third afternoon, during dusk,

Even though he seemed to have a flushed face, strong and vigorous as if he could persevere for three hundred days and nights, in reality, his soul was already declining, and his body was gradually losing strength.

Xia Feng died a 'violent' death, his soul disintegrated, and he chose to resurrect on his corpse. His lifeless dark pupils once again flickered with light.

Xia Feng, filled with towering rage, forcefully pressed the Evil Witch against the glass curtain wall of the building, and began to fight back furiously.

He could feel his overall strength rapidly improving and intensifying.

In three days, aside from the substantial increase in Spiritual Pressure brought about by the four Taiji Powers, his Power Value +8, Agility +8, Spirit +11, Spiritual Pressure +40.

The increase over seventy hours was not much, but little by little adds up, and accumulation eventually leads to qualitative change.

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Particularly, the amplification of Spiritual Pressure had been very fast, already considered rapid, increasing by 40 Voc in three days, which means 1200 Voc in a month, 2400 Voc in two months...

He now has a Spiritual Pressure of 7000 Voc and would need at most three months to reach the peak of the True Martial Second Realm.

Of course, all of this is overly idealistic since it is impossible to continue without rest for three consecutive months.

On the fourth day, at one o'clock in the morning.

"Miss Mu, I'm curious, what is our relationship now?"

Mu Qingtong lay on her back, her eyes half-closed, feeling Mr. Xia's breath moist and exploring along her neck, sinking into her body and soul. Hearing Mr. Xia ask this question again, she placed her silky hand on his black hair and smiled lightly,

"What, Mr. Xia, are you so concerned about this question?"

"I just want to help you recognize a fact."

Xia Feng suddenly raised his head and pressed her entwined fingers above her head, looking down with a slight smile, "You have already fallen for me."

"~" Mu Qingtong chuckled softly, her silver-haired face tilted slightly, her luminous eyes teasing him, "Mr. Xia, such foolish words seeking psychological comfort might exist in dreams."

She patted Xia Feng's handsome, sweaty face, her eyebrows curved, "Your skills do indeed satisfy me, but that's all."

"..." Xia Feng looked down at the silver-haired woman, her cold and clear eyes were intoxicatingly alluring yet they curved in jest, without a trace of real emotion.

"Mr. Xia, if you really need a definition for our relationship, perhaps 'friends with benefits' could describe our current situation."

"Oh?" Xia Feng arched an eyebrow, surprised by Mu Qingtong's candor, and he smiled lightly: "Then good, I like this relationship."

"Of course, if Mr. Xia develops feelings for me, this relationship could perhaps be redefined as 'master and servant.'"

"Hehe~" Xia Feng sat up, holding Miss Mu's slender waist, "Since we're both very satisfied with each other's 'skills,' let's continue, Miss Mu!"

"Let me show you what real cultivation is!"

After the resurrection, his yang energy had returned to its peak; he no longer feared the foolish Witch! He could harshly teach the Witch a lesson!

Mu Qingtong smiled lightly and spoke softly: "Wait and see."

Mr. Xia is a worthy opponent, someone she was destined to defeat, but she didn't mind forming a purely physical relationship with this formidable adversary that involved no emotions whatsoever.

Based on this relationship, making Mr. Xia fall in love with her and completely submit to her was a matter of time!

Time flies.

Unexpectedly for Mu Qingtong, by noon of the fourth day, the Eternal Day Divine Seal showed no reaction.

However, fortunately, after locking down Mr. Xia for so long, finally.

At six o'clock on the fourth day, as dusk approached!

She sensed a reaction from the "Gong" character divine seal within her body.

Xia Feng's expression stiffened slightly as a serene female voice suddenly resonated in his ear, laced with a smug laugh: "Tsk tsk~ Little Feng, sister has finally managed to contact you~"

"!!!"

The sudden familiar voice made Xia Feng's scalp tingle.

However, he quickly realized that Sister Yi hadn't immediately turned her gaze towards him but had only engaged in basic communication.

It was like making a phone call without choosing video chat.

Seeing this, he steadied his mind and was about to say something when his lips were sealed shut, the silver-haired woman's indifferent eyes gazing down at him unblinkingly.

Gong Changyi: "Little Feng?"

"!!!" Xia Feng pushed hard with both hands, but the silver-haired woman clutched his fingers tightly and pressed them above his head with increasing force.

"Hey hey? Little Feng? Speak up! I can hear you breathing."

"Hm? What are you doing right now?"

Miss Mu's breath sealed his words, and Xia Feng's spine, along with the back of his neck and brain, felt electrified, his pupils trembling!