I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 51 - 40. Jumping off a building

Xia Feng had casually searched for related knowledge, and unexpectedly discovered this storage device that bore a remarkable resemblance to the "Ping Mountain Pocket Watch" amidst vast fragments of information.

It was an unexpected find.

He curiously clicked on the profile of the person who had posted the picture. This person hadn’t posted anything for several years, but a daily photo captioned "Eating buns early in the morning" caught Xia Feng’s attention.

The photo’s setting was a breakfast shop with a sign reading "Aunt Lu’s Bun Shop," and the decoration style suggested it was located in a poor neighborhood.

Soon, he found the location of the shop.

"Blood Evil Street?"

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, having heard that this area was the most frequent hotspot for supernatural events in recent years, with Spirit Masters committing crimes and Evil Beasts causing chaos rampant. Almost every day, people died there; it was truly a paradise for criminals.

He remembered that the last time he dealt with the Infinite Stone, Mu Qingtong had killed someone on Blood Evil Street and was then chased by a Holy Department Investigator all the way into Weiyang Academy.

Xia Feng stared at the half-fingernail-sized black and gold sparkling little stone on the table and stroked his chin, lost in thought.

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Originally, he planned to pay a premium of twenty percent for Mu Qingtong to purchase it on his behalf, but to his surprise, the Infinite Stones from the underground channels had been swept clean by a force suspected to be a Cult.

This made things difficult.

Xia Feng massaged his temples, grinding his teeth. If I find out which Cult it is, see if I don’t rob you clean!

He fiercely imagined an unrealistic dream, glancing at the time.

[Activity remaining: 4 days 8 hours]

Adding the remaining 1g of Infinite Stone, he had a total of eleven days left to live. Although time was still on his side, Xia Feng inexplicably felt irritable.

Although he had an intuition that the Evil Demon Heart would be greatly useful once repaired, always being bound by the Evil Demon Heart was no way to live; he had to find a permanent solution!

Like, for instance... obtaining a large quantity of Infinite Stones?

Then he could enter the Evil Dragon Space every day to absorb the dragon’s essence. Xia Feng dreamt another unrealistic dream for a moment.

"Zzzap—"

He stood up, carefully placed the remaining Infinite Stone into the Ping Mountain Pocket Watch, and covered it, then threw on a coat and hurried out the door.

One can dream, but it was more important to focus on reality now.

The Ping Mountain Pocket Watch was a device for storing Infinite Stones, and it was currently the only clue related to the Infinite Stones. He felt he had to at least take a look at "Aunt Lu’s Bun Shop."

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Blood Evil Street did not refer to just one street, but was the collective name for nineteen streets adjacent to the Great Wall.

For some unknown reason, the space on Blood Evil Street was extremely unstable, with Evil Beasts frequently breaking into the Present Realm from the Grey Realm, killing or devouring people within the area, leading to frequent bloodshed—hence the name Blood Evil Street.

Getting out of the taxi, he looked around at the hurried few passersby and the old buildings with an overall gray hue, feeling an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Not only were the buildings low, just four or five stories high, but even the sky seemed much lower than in other places, covered in a gray haze.

For the sake of covert action, he found a secluded corner to put on a black robe and deployed the Bronze Mask.

In an instant, a pure white mask covered his cheeks.

"When drifting through the rivers and lakes, it’s essential to have an alias; hmm, since Mu Qingtong’s codename is Red Heart," Xia Feng stroked his chin, "I’ll go with Black Spade."

As he contemplated, the color and pattern of the mask began to change.

In the dim corner, a figure in a black robe with a red Black Spade mask soon appeared.

The robed figure, using the Concealment of the Spiritual Clothes, followed the navigation through many twists and turns. In the complex maze of alleys, it took him a good ten minutes to finally find the shop on a snack street.

Aunt Lu’s Bun Shop

What surprised him, however, was that unlike other snack shops that were deserted, this one was crowded with noisy people all around its doorway.

The robed figure casually put his hands in his pockets and slowly approached, only to realize that everyone was looking up at the sky, and he followed their gaze.

"Don’t come any closer, or I’ll jump."

The slightly immature female voice was calm. The girl in the white dress stood against the wind on the ceramic tile handrail on the fourth floor, her black eyes hollow.

"Okay, okay! I won’t come over. Sweetheart, don’t be rash—" The man, his forehead slick with sweat, slowly stepped back with hands raised to show he wouldn’t approach, frantically imploring, "You have your whole life ahead of you, kid, don’t be hasty. Think of your parents, think of your family...."

"Parents, huh..." The girl in the white dress whispered softly.

"Yes, yes! Your parents, they’d be so heartbroken if you died—"

But at that moment, a shrill, loud voice drowned out the man’s, like the roar of a wild beast before devouring its prey, "Useless girl! If you dare jump, I’ll disown you as my daughter!"

Everyone looked over to see a middle-aged woman, her face etched with anger. She tried to push forward, but was fortunately restrained by the people around her.

The girl in the white dress didn’t attend to the woman, just turned her head to look down.

Beneath her was a bustling crowd, noisy and chaotic, but people had kindly left an open space for her. If she landed head-first, after enduring despair and agony, she would be dead.

"Is this... the presence of Evil Power?" Xia Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he sensibly felt it, clearly sensing a reaction of Evil Power on the girl.

Seeing the girl’s half-suspended foot, Xia Feng didn’t make a move right away, because he could easily catch her with her falling speed.

Moreover, there was another reason he didn’t move immediately: he realized there wasn’t just one presence of Evil Power in this place.

A total of three.

Aside from the girl, there was another in the crowd holding back the middle-aged woman on the fourth floor, and the source of the third one was a bit uncertain.

But the third presence was an Evil Power that was hundreds of times more concentrated and terrifying than that on the girl, indicating an Evil Beast might be lurking in the shadows.

Seeing that the girl had yet to jump, someone in the crowd snickered.

"Just pretending, huh, tsk. Kids these days, I swear."

"Ah, how can you say that?"

"And it’s true, such kids are the worst, making a fuss over nothing just to spite their family."

"They shouldn’t have been born in the first place, ah~"

The girl clenched her fists.

The noisy chatter continued unabated, with various voices echoing from afar, not too loud or too soft, but there were a few phrases that reached her ears with a clear, cold laughter.

Her right foot slowly moved forward, then paused again.

"Yes, yes~ that’s it, move forward, move forward. Ahead lies everything you desire, no humiliation, no pain...."

In a daze, the beguiling whisper at the bottom of her heart resounded again. The increasingly vacant black pupils of the white dressed girl flickered with struggle. Deep down, she knew death was the worst choice.

"You heartless thing—" But at that moment, with her husband’s help, the middle-aged woman broke free from the restraint and charged directly at the girl, her voice loud and panicked, "You wretched little burden, get down from there! How can you do this to us?"

The girl in the white dress’s dull pupils constricted, and she stepped forward!