I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 241 - 219. One Piece? Start?
As the leader of the Peach Organization, do I have any subordinates?
This is a good question...
Xia Feng clicked his tongue, "Who says I don't have any? Cha Naixue is one, isn't she?"
"Can she really be counted?"
"Of course, she is now my Female Slave, so naturally, she is my subordinate. Also, Hong Li is my maid, so of course, she counts as my subordinate too."
Xia Feng smiled confidently, "Miss Mu, I apologize, but I have two subordinates. How about you?"
"Oh, I have a thousand," Mu Qingtong smiled lightly.
"?" Xia Feng's confident smile stiffened, wasn't it? Had the Peach Organization grown to such a large scale?
How did the Destructive Witch accomplish this?
Just as the doubt arose, Xia Feng immediately thought that it was very likely... Mu Qingtong's third Spiritual Unsealing ability!
His alpha Spiritual Artifact had three abilities, so Mu Qingtong probably also had three.
The first two were hypnosis and control, and the third was probably this ability.
Since Mu Qingtong dared to say she had a thousand people under her, she must certainly have the ability to keep these thousand people from harboring any thoughts of betrayal, ensuring their absolute loyalty.
This ability could be thought control, contract control, toxin control, or something similar...
And how did she silently grow to such a large number of people? Four words appeared in Xia Feng's mind... the Spiritual Song Contest!
He had originally thought that Mu Qingtong participated in the Spiritual Song Contest as part of the Holy Resolution Ceremony, but now it seemed that it was not the case, but rather something even more sinister...
This Evil Witch, she truly was making moves in silence!
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However, Xia Feng faintly felt that Mu Qingtong's purpose in participating in the Spiritual Song Contest was probably not limited to this malignance, perhaps it was even more sinister...
But now wasn't the time to think about that, as Xia Feng realized another issue.
Being the leader of the Peach Organization—Mr. Black Spade, he didn't even have as many subordinates as Lady Red Spade!
"Miss Mu, are you trying to usurp the throne?" Xia, the bare-pole commander, Feng accused loudly, pointing at the Destructive Witch.
The woman in the black dress flipped through the document in her hand, glanced at it, then looked up with a faint smile, speaking softly, "Mr. Xia, first of all, you need to understand something - I, Mu Qingtong, am the leader of the Peach Organization!"
"So what about usurping the throne then?"
Xia Feng: "!!!"
In fact, both Mu Qingtong and Xia Feng hadn't paid much attention to the bizarre founding of the Peach Organization at the beginning, since there were only two people in the organization.
But as the online public opinion grew more intense, more and more people became aware of the Peach Organization, Xia Feng then started considering developing the organization's scale using the situation.
But unexpectedly, before he even began to expand, Mu Qingtong had already completed a large-scale screening and recruitment of organization members...
"But the outside world all believe the leader of the Peach Organization is Black Spade!" Xia Feng protested.
"That's right, the outside world does think the leader of the Peach Organization is Black Spade," Mu Qingtong nodded and patted Xia Feng on the shoulder, her eyebrows and eyes curving like crescent moons, "This serves as a perfect decoy for confusing the enemy. No one would think that Red Spade, the one who appears weak on paper, is the real mastermind behind the Peach Organization."
"(」゜ロ゜)」"
Devious, so very devious! Xia Feng felt like he was just a child lifted to the Emperor's Throne by a cunning minister, holding in his hands only two brainless maids while the Jinyi Guard, Feather Forest Army, and the hundred thousand strong army outside the city were all in the minister's grasp.
"Mountains crumbled and treacherous officials rose," Xia Feng lamented.
"Enough chatter, we need to leave this place." Hearing footsteps in the distance, Mu Qingtong pulled Xia Feng's arm and they left.
The two walked through a science fiction-esque, silver-plated corridor and soon entered a beautifully decorated, high-class coffee shop.
Waiters, carrying trays, moved quietly through the luxurious long hall. Noble ladies sat by the curved transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, sipping drinks and admiring the magnificent view of the vibrant blue Spiritual Flow outside.
Several gentlemen approached to strike up conversations; some chuckled behind hand-covered mouths, others politely declined. Everyone seemed relaxed and at ease, enjoying this splendid journey on the Eternal Flow Sea.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong took a seat at a corner table by the window.
"Respected sirs, may I get you something to drink?" A waiter in a deep red uniform bowed respectfully and asked with a smile.
Mu Qingtong: "Hawthorn juice."
Xia Feng: "Soy milk, thank you."
"..." Who orders these things at a coffee shop? Yet the waiter maintained a proper smile and gently replied, "Certainly, please wait a moment."
As the waiter left, Xia Feng turned to Mu Qingtong, using telepathy to express his confusion, "What are we doing here?"
"Forty days ago, this Star Wheel set sail from Area 49; it docked for one day in Area 50 ten days ago. On that day, only one person bought a ticket to board from Area 50."
As she spoke, Mu Qingtong passed over an information sheet. Xia Feng scanned it and instantly understood. The day, ten days ago, was also the day when No. 14 had set out to find him, hence the person who boarded from Area 50 was indeed No. 14.
Xia Feng's dark pupils narrowed slightly as he looked up at the woman in the black dress: "Did your subordinates gather this information?"
Mu Qingtong smiled without answering.
Seeing this, Xia Feng didn't inquire further, but from the information he now held, he could tell that Mu Qingtong's ability was extremely terrifying—capable of not only steadily recruiting subordinates but also communicating with her from great distances.
It was as if she had placed a thousand eyes at different levels throughout the Empire, and this number might continue to increase in the future.
Thoughts rapidly crossed his mind, and Xia Feng lowered his head to look at the documents again. The details were meticulously recorded, uncovering everything from where No. 14 lived, to the mistresses he kept. It appeared No. 14 had a preference for coffee, requiring an afternoon drink every day at three o'clock.
Xia Feng glanced at his watch. With a few minutes to spare, he wasn't in a rush. He decided to wait patiently.
At that moment, a curious conversation arose from a nearby table, where a group of aristocratic young masters, seemingly under twenty, were discussing in low, excited tones.
"Did you hear that the Fifth Fire Seed was recently found by someone? Do you guys know if it's true?"
"Pssh, definitely false. How could it be found so quickly..."
Xia Feng blinked, somewhat surprised.
Two legends had always circulated about the Eternal Flow Sea. The first legend concerned the "Fourth Divine Treasure."
It was said that after the mysterious divine demise of Gu Yi, the original patriarch of the Four Great Lords, he left behind a substantial divine treasure hidden within the Eternal Flow Sea.
The only way to find this treasure was by activating the five Fire Seeds, which would guide the way to unlocking the treasure.
This was also why, aside from the prevalent pirates, even military factions frequently appeared on the Eternal Flow Sea...
Primarily, it was the Lidong Army and the Yinlong Army, both of which had once served under Gu Yi, that were searching for the divine treasure. According to the persistent online rumors, four of the Fire Seeds had been found, leaving only the fifth.
However, from the conversation of those aristocratic young masters, it sounded like the last Fire Seed had also been found?
Of course, this kind of news was not very reliable. After all, every two or three years, rumors of the Fifth Fire Seed being found would surface, but they always turned out to be false.