I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 58 - 47. Arrogant Pure Human

The outside world was changing rapidly, and the city was about to be devoured by the terrifying Evil Power Cloud Sea, but sadly, Xia Feng was unaware of these matters.

At this moment, he was sitting bored at the bar, inhaling the fragrance of the liquor, experiencing a moment of tranquility.

Since there was only one bartender, the challenges had to take place in order, with six people in front of Xia Feng, which meant three pairs of challengers.

Absurdly, each pair took nearly an hour to compete, wearing Xia Feng out until he yawned. It was not until two hours later, when all three pairs had ended in a draw, that he suddenly woke up.

"Dear guests, due to the popularity of our establishment, if this has caused you any inconvenience, Mino hereby apologizes," the bartender said with an apologetic smile and a graceful bow.

Popular? Xia Feng glanced at some pale-faced, bloodshot-eyed people in the distance, who hardly looked welcoming.

"These individuals are members of the Divine Evil Association who made mistakes; they didn’t come here voluntarily~" the jester by the side, who had been enjoying the spectacle, chuckled lowly. "Mysterious Sir, are you sure you want to take up the challenge with odds of choosing 90 out of 100?"

"Of course."

Upon achieving victory at the highest standard, one could obtain one of the Stone Dissolving elements; Xia Feng specifically needed the Water Solving Stone to enhance and solidify the power of his Spiritual Artifact, coupled with an additional two grams of Infinite Stone—quite a profitable haul.

Hearing this confident declaration from the mysterious man in the black spade, the jester narrowed his eyes and exchanged a glance with a withered man.

The withered man looked terrible and said anxiously, "Save me."

The jester pondered for a moment and nodded, "Alright, for the sake of Boss Yu, who has supplied us with so much merchandise, I’ll lend you a hand."

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next round of games will start in ten minutes, please prepare yourselves," the bartender announced with a smile.

The jester patted the withered man’s shoulder, chuckling softly, "Hang tight, brother, I’ll find you some help."

With that, he vanished from the spot and instantly appeared in a conference room.

Plastered along the walls of the conference room were dust-covered stickers that read: "Physicians and patients in harmony, service with heart, patients’ peace of mind, family’s relief."

It seemed to be a hospital conference room.

At that moment inside the room, a dozen or so figures were either seated or standing.

A man at the front, wearing heart-shaped sunglasses and draped in a red mink coat, sat in the main seat, casually embracing two enchantingly figured women. The three were kissing each other obliviously while others did their own thing by the side, giving the scene a slightly eerie feel.

"Lord Nine, the invasion is still too slow. The Imperial Gate has already dispatched the ’Eighth Disciple’; if he arrives—"

"Don’t worry, that piece of shit disciple won’t make it to Zone 51." The man in the mink coat released the woman’s mouth and twisted his slightly sore neck, grinning, "But to prevent any possibility, Lan Hu, go deploy ten more perfect Evil Spirits to hasten the expansion of the fissure."

Lan Hu, with his finely textured blue hair and a towering height of nearly two meters, his explosive muscles turning his white short-sleeve shirt into a tight-fitting tank top, frowned and replied in a deep voice, "But Lord Nine, we only have nine Evil Spirits left."

"Nine, huh...."

Lord Nine released the woman’s mouth again, pondered for a moment, then suddenly grabbed her neck and gently pinched, ’crack—’ like a balloon being popped, blood and flesh splattered, and the woman fell from her seat, landing in a pool of blood, her eyes open in death.

"There we go, now we have ten," Lord Nine said calmly.

Lan Hu’s expression changed slightly, his face looking a bit distressed, "Lord Nine, she was my woman, how could you...."

"Oh, come on now." Lord Nine licked the blood that had splattered to his lips, waved his hand and chuckled sinisterly, "Once we’ve taken over this city, you can have any woman you want. I heard there are quite a few female celebrities in Zone 51~"

Mentioning the female celebrities, Lan Hu immediately put the woman on the ground out of his mind, his eyes sparkling, his mouth cracking into a foolish grin, "True, I heard that Mu Qingtong from the Spirit Song Contest is actually from Zone 51, hehe~"

"Mu Qingtong?"

Suddenly, a person stepped out from the corner, interjecting excitedly, "Yes, the person I spoke of is engaged to Mu Qingtong; help me kill him, and Mu Qingtong is yours!"

"Yan Xujia, you still haven’t captured Cha Naixue for us, and you dare order us around?" someone said displeasedly.

Yan Xujia looked listless, his eyes surrounded by dark circles, his expression slightly sunk, "I told you, I have to head to the Southern Border tomorrow. How can I help you if you don’t find a way to keep me in Zone 51?!"

Moreover, Cha Naixue, that shameless bitch, had completely lost trust in him, and he felt his genuine feelings were cruelly betrayed. He truly liked her and was even willing to be her dog!

But what about that woman? In the end, she just gave up on him, not even visiting him once during his hospital stay!

He was, after all, the son of a Marquis!

"Cha Naixue, oh Cha Naixue, if you are unkind, then don’t blame me for being unrighteous!" Yan Xujia sneered in his heart. Since I can’t have you, you might as well die.

"Alright, stop the noise," someone spoke, looking at the clown, "Clown, is the intruder not dealt with yet?"

"Ran into some trouble, came back to find a helper."

The clown chuckled and scanned around before finally focusing on Yan Xujia, "As a new member of the Association, how about lending a hand?"

"What?" Yan Xujia came back to his senses, puzzled.

"Just follow me and you’ll know."

"Clown, if the intruder is tough to handle, it’s also fine to trap them in the Calamity Realm first. Important matters should take precedence," Lord Nine said.

"Don’t worry, it will be quick."

When the clown brought Yan Xujia along, Xia Feng was somewhat surprised. Calculating the days, it was still three days until Yan Xujia was to be dispatched to the Southern Border. He had planned to assassinate Yan Xujia as he left Zone 51 and entered the ’Eternal Flow Sea’ area, but it seemed it might not be necessary to wait that long.

"How about this, clown, I will personally offer you eighty million to help me kill Xia Feng," Yan Xujia still hadn’t given up.

Mr. Black Spade: "?"

"Of course, if you can capture him alive, that’s even better! I want him to taste the despair of having his roots cut off!" A cold gleam flashed in Yan Xujia’s eyes.

Mr. Black Spade: "??"

Great, plotting right in front of me, huh.

It seemed Xia Feng needed to find a way to secretly take this guy out; otherwise, he would always have to guard against his attacks, which was utterly nauseating. Xia Feng sighed internally, "Gentlemen, could we stop the chit-chat, please? Let’s start the game, I’m really short on time."

"Mr. Black Spade, you’re a Pure Human, aren’t you?" The clown ignored Yan Xujia’s deal.

"Of course."

"Well, I must say, Mr. Human, I quite admire your confident demeanor," the clown tossed two black cards to the bartender with a sardonic smile, "Mino, give this mysterious Mr. Human a Double Card. Give my friend here a Helper Card."

The two cards transformed into black light and directly entered the bartender’s brow. The bartender looked at Xia Feng and spoke in a calm voice: "Double Card activated. This round, you’ll need to drink an additional glass of wine per turn."

"Helper Card activated." He then looked at the withered man, "This guest can seek an additional participant as a teammate for the battle."

"???" Xia Feng’s face was full of question marks.

Great, cheating, huh? Well... my cheat is even bigger~~

Seeing this, the withered man finally sighed in relief.

Although the clown, due to some reasons, couldn’t participate in the game, the accumulated game props cards could still help him through tough times; this was indeed a silver lining amidst misfortune.

Two people drinking for one, plus the Black Spade person was given a Double Card, he really didn’t believe this guy could beat him.

"The time has come, gentlemen."

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The bartender looked at Xia Feng, the polite smile fading, his lips curling into a sinister smirk, his eyes briefly caressing mockery, "Guest, as the challenger, you have the right to go first, start your performance now."

This was his first encounter with a human of the highest challenge level, and probably the last time too. The taste of a soul so arrogantly foolish and boundless in its stupidity should be quite delectable.