Chapter 60 - 49. It’s pretty good, but now it’s mine.

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Chapter 60 of "I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch" opens presenting: "Mr. Black Spade, may I ask, are you from the Empire, or...." "Rest assured, I belong... Don’t stop now!

"Mr. Black Spade, may I ask, are you from the Empire, or...." "Rest assured, I belong to Burning Heaven. Whatever you are doing here is none of my concern." Xia Feng’s voice was sincere and grave. "Long live Burning Heaven!" Oh, so he’s a Burning Heaven fanatic; that makes sense, thought the Clown as he nodded pensively. People say that our Divine Evil Association is a cult, but in our eyes, the Burning Heaven Temple is the real cult through and through. Its members should not be judged by normal standards. The clown explained with a smile, "This pocket watch is called the Ping Shan Pocket Watch, naturally originating from the Ping Mountain Hospital outside the Calamity Realm. You’ve probably guessed that the breach in the Infinite Realm came about because of something that the Ping Shan Hospital did under the direction of a certain V.I.P." "To store and transport such a large amount of Infinite Stone, the Ping Shan Laboratory developed a device with storage capabilities far exceeding modern ones." "Who is this V.I.P.?" Xia Feng wondered. "Mr. Black Spade, I’m not at liberty to tell you that," the Clown said helplessly, spreading his hands, "after all, we in the Divine Evil Association still have dealings with this V.I.P." Moreover, he couldn’t fully believe that this Black Spade was from the Burning Heaven Temple, so it was best to reveal only a few things that were easy to investigate. Xia Feng nodded. Though he had figured out a lot, he still didn’t understand how this related to the Ping Shan Hospital in his dreams, let alone to his unborn wife. Damn it, he came to Ping Shan Hospital to find his wife, not some aristocratic V.I.P. "By the way, I have another question." He smiled slightly, looking at the bartender. "Mino, can I challenge again?" "..." Mino’s smile stiffened, "Technically, you can, but respected Mr. Black Spade, my rewards are running low. If they run out and there are no prizes to give, I’ll die. So, could you, perhaps, show mercy... and spare my life?" He had an abruptly pitiable, rigid pleading expression. "..." Xia Feng’s eyes twitched slightly, and after thinking, he said, "Well, I can spare you, but on one condition." "Please say." "The condition is simple," Xia Feng lifted his hand, pointing at Yan Xujia who had remained silent and invisible, and said indifferently, "I want his life." "?!?!" Yan Xujia was dumbfounded. What the hell is happening; I didn’t provoke you, damn it! The bartender reluctantly said, "I’m terribly sorry, Mr. Black Spade, but I can’t kill anyone directly—" Before he could finish, Yan Xujia vanished from the spot, leaving the Calamity Realm. "Damn it!" Xia Feng was shocked and, with a thought, he too disappeared. The next second, he appeared in a grey world shrouded in a fog of Evil Power. "What the hell, why is it like this outside?" He furrowed his brows, not taking time to survey his surroundings. He quickly sensed the direction of Yan Xujia and plunged into the fog. It seemed the landing spots were random after leaving the Calamity Realm, but Yan Xujia had become tainted with Evil, an aura Xia Feng remembered vividly, making escape impossible. While pursuing, he didn’t forget to throw the Water Solving Stone he had just obtained into his mouth and bit down hard. S~eaʀᴄh the nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The Stone Dissolving Power quickly dispersed, flowing into the depths of his soul. [Spiritual Artifact: Divine Mirror Platform] [With copper as a mirror, one can dress properly; with humans as a mirror, one can understand gains and losses; with history as a mirror, one can comprehend the rise and fall of events.] [Spiritual Unsealing · With copper as a mirror: Copy|Optimize|Preserve the true] [Copy (Awakened) Optimize (Hardening in Progress→Awakened) Preserve the true (Hardening in Progress→Awakened)] [First Order Spiritual Unsealing completed and permanently hardened| Second Stage Holy Release pending liberation—] [Holy Release · With humans as a mirror: *|*|*] [Holy Resolution Ceremony: *] [Holy Dissolution Material: *] A rush of information flooded into Xia Feng’s mind, causing him to shake his head and internally exclaim damn, even Holy Release has three skills? Normally, a Spiritual Artifact, even with Holy Release, would only have one additional skill. However, according to what he learned in the academy, to disc over his Holy Resolution Ceremony and required materials, he would need to advance to the Second Order. Tsk—damn, it looked like progressing to the Second Order was urgent. Moreover, reaching the Second Order would give him an additional copy slot. "Senior! Do you—can you please stop chasing me?" Yan Xujia screamed in panic as he frantically fled. "We don’t have a grudge, do we?!" He hadn’t killed Xia Feng, that bastard yet! He hadn’t caught Cha Naixue, that bitch! He couldn’t die yet! Couldn’t die… But the surrounding aura of Evil Power kept eroding his sanity. His vision shifted, and the Black Spade-masked figure chasing him seemed to grow countless tentacles, wildly attacking with a chilling cackle. "Damn you!" Yan Xujia collapsed, turning around and yelling with gritted teeth, "Deploy troops!" His domain unfolded, and ten wooden soldiers crawled out. Unlike last time, these wooden soldiers mutated along with his own corruption by Evil; their dark green bodies turned reddish-brown, and a bloody aura wafted around them. "Kill him!" However, as Yan Xujia commanded coldly, the ten wooden soldiers turned their heads in unison, expressionlessly staring at him. "Optimize." A faint voice arose, and the wooden soldiers opened their blood-red eyes. "What—?" Yan Xujia was horrified. Xia Feng! Was this Black Spade person actually that bastard Xia Feng?! So, it was like this! This guy wasn’t a Venerable at all! After his shock, Yan Xujia suddenly grinned, realizing things weren’t so bad. If he couldn’t surpass the Spiritual Artifact’s control, then they would just perish together. He quickly raised his wand in hand and coldly commanded, "Self-destruct!" As long as the wooden soldiers self-destructed, there was a slim chance of survival! "Remove the false, leave the true." The Black Spade person raised the wand in hand and pondered, "That’s a fake, this is the real one." Yan Xujia’s eyes widened—his wand in hand dissipated into fine Spiritual Light, scattering into the air. His mouth agape, stunned, what was... that? The Spiritual Artifact? Broken? His connection with the Spiritual Artifact had completely disappeared! Unlike the previous copy, during which he at least felt a connection and could fight Xia Feng for control. But this time, it really... was all gone! [Selected Spiritual Artifact: Forest Wand (Already copied, no need to trigger ’Remove the False Mechanism’)] [Removal of the false, retention of the true successful—] [Introduction: As the king of this game, the Life Star God keeps watch over you] [Level: C] [Spiritual Unsealing·Evil Deployment of Troops: After mutation, combat ability doubles again in an environment of Evil Power, and can choose to make wooden soldiers self-destruct to produce a massive catastrophic explosion against the enemy.] Hadn’t used it in a few days, and it had evolved? Pinching wasn’t a problem— "It’s nice, but now it’s mine!" Xia Feng said with a slight smile, swinging the wand in hand forward. The ten wooden soldiers left after-images in place and directly appeared around Yan Xujia from all sides, blocking his escape routes, whoosh—whoosh—, two wooden palms pierced Yan Xujia’s chest. "Er—" Blood bulged in Yan Xujia’s throat, he blankly looked down, dumbly staring at the blood hole in his chest as his consciousness gradually blurred. "How could it... be like this?" As the wooden palms withdrew, he fell backward, his fearful eyes still not understanding how Xia Feng directly stole his Spiritual Artifact in the end... How could there be such a twisted power in this world?! Yan Xujia died with gritted teeth, his head lolling to the side. Xia Feng captured a cluster of Evil Power from the air, separated out the Evil Spirit Liquid and Blood Beast impurities, and tossed the impurities over Yan Xujia’s corpse, which was devoured and assimilated by the Blood Beast impurities in seconds, disappearing without a trace. Destroying the corpse and erasing the traces. "Hm?" Xia Feng suddenly paused at this moment, puzzled as he looked at the Evil Power Liquid in his palm, only to see a small, tranquil flow of grey mist in the center, floating with a very tiny black-gold stone. "Is this... an Infinite Stone?" Xia Feng’s eyes widened, looking around in bewilderment. He suddenly remembered something. The Divine Evil Association intended to invade Zone 51, which would inevitably damage the Infinite Realm. How many Infinite Stones might have fallen from the cracks... Xia Feng couldn’t even dare to think!

Chapter 60 - 49. It’s pretty good, but now it’s mine.

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