Chapter 49 - 38. My lord, are you surprised? _2

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Chapter 49 of "I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch" introduces: "Enough, enough," Xia Feng waved his hand, "I can only copy once a day. Let’s... Read on to discover!

"Enough, enough," Xia Feng waved his hand, "I can only copy once a day. Let’s wait until next time~" Speaking, he didn’t look back as he exited the door, and the last sentence was conveniently overheard by the outside staff. The onlookers immediately took out their mobile phones and started sharing in their groups, spreading the limitations of Xia Feng’s Spiritual Artifact copying ability. "First-hand news, guys: Xia Feng’s copy cooldown is 24 hours! But it’s unknown how long the copied Spiritual Artifact can exist." "Plus, I suspect he cannot copy multiple Spiritual Artifacts at the same time." "Ah? Only one copy slot? It seems like a big restriction, doesn’t feel worth an A grade QQQ." "Bullshit! If this isn’t worth an A grade, then what is? It’s already super OP!" "..." Listening to the fragmented discussions, Xia Feng walked out of the crowd. Naturally, his copying skill had no cooldown limitation; he could copy whenever he wanted. However, there was indeed a limitation on how many he could copy at a time. Currently, he only had one copy slot, which significantly curtailed many of his tactics. Fortunately, the number of copy slots could be increased—by advancing to Second Order, he could add one more copy slot, and so on. Sadly, advancing to Second Order was not that easy. Xia Feng glanced at Mu Qingtong who had followed him out. "Miss Mu, what is your spiritual nature affinity?" "Wood, why do you ask?" "Oh, nothing. Just wanting to know what materials you still need to advance to Second Order." Gold, wood, water, fire, earth; each person has their own spiritual nature affinity. The materials required for advancing to Second Order differ based on the affinity, as does their rarity. Materials related to the wood affinity, for example, are much rarer and harder to find. "I am still just an Apprentice Spirit Master; why consider Second Order materials?" Mu Qingtong questioned. "It’s fine, just asking~~" Xia Feng waved his hand, appearing as if he had merely posed a casual question. Mu Qingtong:"..." Though he knew her spiritual affinity, Xia Feng had no plans to help her find the materials necessary for advancement. Firstly, she hadn’t reached the requisite Spiritual Pressure Value, and secondly, Mu Qingtong seemed to be enthusiastic, likely to gather the materials herself sneakily. He didn’t need to concern himself; his question indeed was just to make himself aware. His primary concern now was that ’unborn wife.’ Tapping the Ping Mountain pocket watch he had snatched from Yan Xujia, his mind was full of confusion. "By the way, Miss Mu, I have other things to take care of, so I’ll be leaving now~" S~eaʀᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Mu Qingtong silently watched Xia Feng’s retreating figure, her feigned puzzled expression slowly giving way to a secretive, gentle smile. "Master, what are you thinking?" Maid Fei appeared behind her at some point. "Fei, have you noticed that he is also growing rapidly? Just like me, he can quickly decipher the structure of D-grade Spiritual Clothes." Studying this fiancé, Mu Qingtong discovered a miraculous feeling of looking into a mirror. This unprecedented sensation thrilled her, offering a reflection with the same edge but from a different angle. It made her realize that she was not the only star in the night sky. She was not alone. * When Cha Naixue emerged from the Moon Dew Flower Pond, she received a message from Silver, telling her that Panda had a surprise for her. "A surprise, huh..." Cha Naixue didn’t particularly like the word ’surprise,’ as it often meant something unpredictable. However, since it was a gesture from her subordinate knight, setting aside the inherent unpredictability of the word, she was content and looked forward to it, hoping to alleviate the gloominess brought by her retreat. Five days of seclusion, and her practice in Lonely Moon’s technique still progressed slowly, missing that last push from the 1% critical threshold. It was already so hard just getting started; she couldn’t imagine how each subsequent critical threshold might frustrate her. Still, despite severely miscalculating Xia Feng’s capabilities earlier, she still had a way out. As long as she demonstrated sincerity and regret, she believed Xia Feng would forgive her. But before that, she needed to see Panda’s surprise. Following the navigation to the battlefield, the audience had already left, and only a few scattered staff members remained as she made her way to the waiting room, her curiosity gradually piqued. Why were these staff members looking at her so strangely? Opening the door, Panda and Yin sat at either end of the sofa, but Yan Xujia was nowhere to be seen. Seeing Cha Naixue, both of them immediately stood up and respectfully performed a bow, "My lord." "You mentioned that Yan Xujia was duelling someone, has it ended? Did he cause trouble again?" Cha Naixue casually took off her beret and walked toward the sofa. "Actually—no," Panda said with a smile, "my lord, this time Knight Yan actually made some achievements." The woman’s long legs elegantly crossed beneath her snow-white skirt, her silver spoon gently stirring the black tea, she nodded lightly and spoke softly, "Oh? Tell me about it." "My lord, haven’t you been troubled by the bond threads for a long time? So we..." Panda recounted the events of the past few days, of course, he did not mention the assassination attempt on Xia Feng in the Evil Dragon Forest. Listening intently, Cha Naixue’s movements of stirring her tea slowed and eventually stopped. The dark red tea vortex slowly dissipated until the water’s surface returned to calm. She remained silent, her purple eyes mysteriously serene. An uncomfortable silence made Panda feel uneasy. He swallowed and tentatively asked, "My lord?" Her purple eyes slightly lifted, and the woman calmly said, "You mentioned that Yan Xujia went to Xia Feng to retrieve the token of affection I gave to Xia Feng?" "Yes, but he failed to retrieve it," relieved that his lord finally spoke, Panda nodded eagerly, "My lord, keeping childhood tokens with Xia Feng would indeed keep his lingering affections for you, so I also support Yan Xujia’s actions." "You mentioned that Yan Xujia also slapped Mushroom?" "Yes, more or less, Mushroom is Xia Feng’s only friend; this could maximize his hatred toward Yan Xujia, and toward you." Panda felt that slap was a stroke of genius; a few more would have been even better. Cha Naixue lifted her black tea and sipped it lightly before gently setting it down, her brows slightly furrowed, "It’s a bit bitter." "Ah? I’ll brew it again," Panda hastily stepped forward. "No need." Cha Naixue waved her hand dismissively, her gaze slightly chilled, then asked another question, "Did you say that Yan Xujia wanted to flay Xia Feng alive?" "Yes, to flay him alive and then heal him with Spiritual Clothes. It wouldn’t actually harm him, but the hatred would be inflamed!" At this, Panda sighed, "It’s just a pity that Yan Xujia failed; Xia Feng was unexpectedly powerful. But the outcome isn’t too bad—Xia Feng now harbors much resentment toward my lord, which should weaken many bond threads." "Indeed," Cha Naixue nodded thoughtfully, her purple eyes tranquil, she asked softly, "So, Panda, was this your idea?" Panda was taken aback, just about to say that part of it was. But facing his lord’s gaze in an instant, he was startled! His round face quickly bowed, cold sweat running down his back. Damn it, damn it, damn it! Where, where did I go wrong? Isn’t this the correct approach? Fear seized Panda’s heart, and he quickly blurted out, "No, no, it wasn’t, this was Yan Xujia’s idea, I didn’t stop him." Cha Naixue leaned against the sofa, her gaze fixated on the Knight drenched in sweat, her tone growing colder: "Panda Knight, is this what you call a ’surprise’?" Indeed, the word ’surprise’ was always so distasteful! Cha Naixue’s gaze was icy. Panda’s breath hitched. Yin, standing to the side, looked puzzledly at the silent Fatty Pan. She didn’t quite understand what was going on; she was getting hungry and wanted to eat. "Panda Knight, do you know why I came out of seclusion this time?" "Wha—" "I was intending to convert to Dual Moon." "!!!" Panda’s pupils dilated, his face instantly becoming pale. So... the problem was here!! Damn Yan Xujia! Dammit! If it weren’t for him... "Where’s Yan Xujia?" The woman’s voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld, chilling to the bone. Pierced by fear, Panda hurriedly responded, "Still—still unconscious in the medical ward, quite severely injured." Cha Naixue turned her head towards the harsh sunlight outside, feeling slightly dizzy, Yan Xujia, that fool...still alive? "Such a pity." She shook herself slightly, her long eyelashes trembling as she lowered her gaze, calmly stating, "Report to the main court, in accordance with the contract of the Justice Star God, Yan Xujia should be dispatched to the Southern Border, thereby his position as a Guardian Knight should be stripped." Panda flinched, "But about the Marquis..." "It doesn’t matter." "Yes!" Panda immediately bowed and hurried out the door.

Chapter 49 - 38. My lord, are you surprised? _2

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