I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 369 - 344. Yin Yang Mirror!

With the addition of the Grade B Bronze Hidden, Xia Feng felt more stable.

As such, Jiang Qiue, that witch, could hardly detect their whereabouts.

It's just that the choice of this concealment spot was a bit cramped.

Xia Feng glanced around the closet through the dim light, a few dresses and covers hung on the rods to the side, thankfully, no underwear was in sight.

However, judging by the size of the covers, the owner of this closet was indeed quite generous in chest size.

"It's Jiang Qiue's bedroom," announced Mu Qingtong, who was familiar with the characteristic data of the female body, instantly recognizing to whom the bedroom belonged.

It had to be said that Jiang Qiue knew how to enjoy life; despite the small size of the ship, with an exterior that was clearly designed for combat,

inside there was still such a bedroom, full of the essence of life.

Especially under the white wall adorned with ink paintings, there was even a large fish tank bordering it.

Through the glass walls, one could see clear flowing water with aquatic plants swaying gently, colorful fish meandering among corals and rocks.

Above the water, the gray glass walls even had several white stalactites ruggedly inverted, simulating an underground cavern landscape.

"Mr. Xia, don't move," Mu Qingtong murmured, "those fish are probably Jiang Qiue's eyes, connected to several traps on the ground."

Following her voice, Xia Feng looked and indeed, the silver floor faintly revealed complicated spiritual particle patterns flowing about, the area was filled with spirit arrays pre-released by the Spiritual Clothes.

"But, Miss Mu, your… behind is too big," Xia Feng said in a low voice, standing behind Mu Qingtong, "it's making me uncomfortable."

"..."

Mu Qingtong could sense an abnormality from the man behind her, and she pursed her lips and clicked her tongue, "Mr. Xia, what are you thinking about? Can you actually react in this situation?"

Xia Feng detected a hint of sarcasm in her tone, which elicited a wicked thought in him.

"Miss Mu," he proposed, "I suggest you be a bit nicer and more polite to me, otherwise—"

"Heh~ I can't guarantee I won't do something excessive!"

Provocatively speaking, he wrapped his arms around Mu Qingtong's soft, delicate waist, his hand resting on her flat stomach.

Instinctively, Mu Qingtong pulled in her stomach, and her elbow swung back, striking Xia Feng on his side.

Wincing in pain, Xia Feng quickly grabbed her smooth chin with his other hand.

Mu Qingtong had no choice but to tilt her beautiful face upward, her cold, beautiful eyes glancing down while her golden pupils peered through the gaps in the cabinet outwards.

"Mr. Xia," she said coldly and softly, "Let go, I'll only say it once."

Xia Feng's dark pupils narrowed, unmoved, instead he leaned closer to her small ears trimmed with silver hair and whispered faintly, "You're too quiet. Louder."

"!" Mu Qingtong raised an eyebrow, honestly, she was somewhat surprised.

Why had Mr. Xia started to act out again?

Hadn't the lessons from the Memory World been enough for him to learn?

As she pondered, she frowned slightly and uncomfortably twisted her slender waist.

Xia Feng's breathing hesitated.

Both of their black robes were illusions created by the Bronze Mask and lacked physical form, so the actual clothes Mu Qingtong was wearing were her usual dark dresses, outlining a perfect waist-to-hip ratio.

A willowy waist, enticing curves.

"Don't move!" Xia Feng frowned, pressing down on her abdomen to stop her shifting.

For some reason, Xia Feng found himself easily aroused by Mu Qingtong's movements, his rationality even beginning to show subtle signs of weakening.

Clearly, this was not normal.

Thinking this, he immediately checked his soul state and, as expected, the "Tong" character imprinted on the back of his neck had once again breached the seal of the Dragon God's aura, its pheromones beginning to affect Xia Feng's mind.

These pheromones would automatically disperse when Mu Qingtong was near him, arousing his unbearable desires.

Miss Mu obviously noticed that the pheromones were starting to take effect. She raised her elegant eyebrows slightly and said in a faint voice, "Mr. Xia, if you really can't hold back, you can just dirty my black dress."

Her tone was calm, but oddly enough, it carried a certain undertone of mockery. "After all, wasting a dress to help Mr. Xia manage your wretched desires isn't out of the question."

"!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Xia, I won't tell anyone that you got aroused by a dress."

"!!!" Xia Feng twitched the corner of his mouth. Perfect!

Destructive Witch! You know how to provoke me!

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, a roaring explosion sounded, and both of them abruptly looked up.

Through the Eye of Decompilation, they saw densely packed ships trailing behind this spacecraft.

Those ships were gathering powerful beams of light and bombing the void in front of the spacecraft furiously.

Seemingly, the mysterious disappearance of Xia Feng and his companion had infuriated the Black Moon Church and the followers of Golden Sparrow, launching them into a chaotic bombing mode.

"How did they escape?" In the control room, Master Yusi stared at the exploding scene ahead with a sullen look on his face.

Logically, even if K-face people possessed space-related Spiritual Artifacts, they should not have the ability to teleport.

After all, if they could have teleported to a distant place directly, then they could have escaped from Witch Island instead of being surrounded by the Crying Witches.

So it was almost certain that K-face people's space-type Spiritual Artifacts belonged to the Concealment category, capable of creating a Different Space to hide in.

Such space Spiritual Artifacts wouldn't get them far.

Yet, nearly a minute had passed, and there was still no trace of the masked person's shuttle-shaped ship.

Jiang Qiue also furrowed her brows as she watched intently ahead, silent for a long time.

Had this guy managed to escape again...? She felt a headache; she hadn't expected there to be someone in the world who could evade death even better than herself.

"Enough."

The woman in the green dress shook her head and turned back to address the knights in a light voice, "Since the masked man has disappeared, let's chase Blind Qing first."

"At least we can't let Blind Qing take those Yao Stones."

260 Yao Stones, even the main Black Moon Church didn't have such a vast reserve of Yao Stones.

Of course, the Yao Stones were still not as important as the Witch's Key; their main objective was still to chase down the masked man.

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Now that the masked man had disappeared, it was likely that he was in the same direction as Blind Qing.

By following this route, they would eventually drag the K-face scoundrel out again.

"Holy Daughter."

Master Yusi gazed towards the end of the deep blue sea stream, slightly puzzled as he spoke in a low voice,

"This time, the Burning Heaven Sect's arrival at Witch Island seemed not mainly for the Witch's Key, but for those Yao Stones."

Jiang Qiue's beautiful eyes narrowed thoughtfully and nodded, "They must be gathering materials for the Yin Yang Mirror."

"Yin Yang Mirror?" Master Yusi confused.

Jiang Qiue explained, "The Yin Yang Mirror is a very peculiar Grade-A Spiritual Artifact, possessed by Che Taixian. It needs to collect Yin and Yang, two special attribute Yao Stones, to operate."

A Grade-A Spiritual Artifact, Yin Yang Mirror?

Hiding in the closet, Xia Feng's dark eyes sparkled. He had to rely on reading lips to understand the conversation and wasn't sure if his interpretation was correct.

If it really was a Grade-A Spiritual Artifact... that would be... awesome!

Xia Feng's current A-grade Spiritual Artifact, the Nash Saintly Armor, had been painstakingly forged through the Melding ability by combining various B-grade and C-grade Spiritual Artifacts. Getting one was not easy.

Encountering a holder of an A-grade Spiritual Artifact was even less common.

Moreover, it was the kind of Spiritual Artifact that required consuming rare spiritual materials, which meant that its constraints were significant but, conversely, its effects were very powerful!