I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Sinful desires surged, causing one's mind to waver, and various fantasies of indulgence appeared before the eyes.

Damn it! Xia Feng furrowed his brows, took a deep breath, and forcibly retracted the bouncing Dragon Tail again.

At the same time, he contemplated and assessed his assets to divert his attention.

[0/1 Level/Special Prop Card: None]

[Level 2 Prop Card: Store Price Increase Card*1, Unbreakable*1, Calamity Fog Card*1]

[Level 3 Prop Card: Parasite*1 (effective for current round), Death Carnival*1]

It seems that victory hinges on these two Level 3 cards.

I hope that Jin Shiyin will arrive in the Heavenly Realm soon and truly bring him an abundance of gains without any unexpected troubles.

While pondering this, he took out the Calamity Fog Card and smashed it, the card transforming into gray Spiritual Light that spiraled into Xia Feng's chest.

[+1.08%]

[Evil Demon Heart Repair Progress: 33.19%→34.27%]

"Thump thump––thump thump––"

The drumbeat of his heartbeat grew more pronounced, and Xia Feng's pupils became increasingly dark and profound.

He was getting closer and closer to the 40% goal. Once he reached 40%, he could activate the Fourth Demon Ability!

While Xia Feng was immersed in sensing his heart's state, time flew by rapidly.

Regrettably, after waiting and waiting, nearly six hours had passed, and he still hadn't seen Jin Shiyin appear outside the Heavenly Gate.

Really strange, could it be that this guy isn't coming?

Logically speaking, since this guy obtained the Heavenly Gate Card, there's no reason for him not to enter the Heavenly Realm. If he doesn't enter by the fourth round, anyone can enter by the fifth round when the Heavenly Gate opens on its own, rendering the card worthless.

[Under the high concentration of Spiritual Energy in the Heavenly Realm, Mu Qingtong's understanding of the Jinyang Divine Domain approached its peak, successfully completing the construction of the first Ten Thousand Points––2%]

[Integration Progress: 89→90%]

As the progress of the Sinful Desire Tribulation Transformation reached the 90% threshold, Xia Feng let out a muffled groan, his neck instantly flushed, spreading to his face, his forehead sweating profusely, and his entire body involuntarily trembled.

My gosh... according to reason, he wasn't truly of the Dragon Clan, and his Dragon Tail was so short that these sinful desires shouldn't affect him.

But during the opening of the Heavenly Gate, his Dragon Tail unexpectedly doubled in length under the nourishment of the Extreme Nine Heavens Tribulation.... As a result, he started to be slightly influenced by the sinful desires of the Dragon Clan, with various wicked and lascivious thoughts flooding his brain.

He endured for several hours, but ultimately couldn't withstand the onslaught of these evil thoughts, and the Dragon Tail couldn't be retracted at all.

He had to leave it outside to cool down....

Mu Qingtong was extremely perceptive and immediately noticed Xia Feng's strange expression, as well as...

Her golden beautiful eyes glanced casually at Mr. Xia's flushed face, and her gaze finally landed on the Abyssal Black Dragon Tail behind his coccyx, which was almost pointing straight to the sky.

The tail's surface was covered with fine black scales that were arranged in an orderly fashion, giving it a rough yet aesthetic appeal, though the two currents of abnormal energy inside were unusually violent.

However, what truly caught Mu Qingtong's attention was a streak of purplish-blue aura mixed in the center of the two violent energies.

Under the guidance of the purple aura, the two energies actually fused into one, maintaining surface harmony.

Mu Qingtong could clearly sense that the purple aura came from the Power of Laws in her Heavenly Destiny Stone.

She removed the卍-shaped mask from her face, revealing her cold exquisite appearance, lifting her golden eyes slightly, "Mr. Xia, it looks like you need help?"

.....

Help? What a joke! Xia Feng frowned, confidently shaking his head, "No need."

It's just the sinful desires from the two Dragon God Bloodlines. Who is Xia Feng? He can easily suppress them––

"Roar––!" Unable to control himself at all, he roared lowly, feeling as if his brain was about to explode, his tail too, and the whites of his black eyes gradually filled with menacing blood threads.

The world before him became somewhat hazy, and as it cleared again, the woman in the black dress had somehow stood before him.

The light jasmine fragrance drifted from her enchanting and alluring dress, her collarbone like the bright moon on a snowy day, exceptionally fair.

He stiffly lifted his gaze and met those golden beautiful eyes, calm and indifferent, without a trace of emotion exposed, the only emotional response being curiosity, as if overlooking and inspecting a brand-new creature from above.

Every inch of his skin and bones, every breath and pulse of blood was material of interest for the woman's research.

"Mr. Xia, now, can I see your Dragon Tail?"

Her voice was as gentle as a breeze, yet the rationality and intellect in her eyes teased Xia Feng. The words he was about to concede to ended up stuck in his throat.

This woman did it on purpose, knowing he wanted to give in, but to embarrass him, deliberately asked first, forcing him to respond.

Xia Feng's eye twitched, heat steaming from his body caused veins to bulge on his forehead, utterly ignoring her question, instead directly pulling the black-purple long-skirted woman into his embrace.

The extremely enchanting softness entered his arms, his nose brushed against the cool and slippery collarbone, breathing heavily. This long-lost sensation left him momentarily dazed, the extreme desire state in his body receded slightly, then surged again!

Mu Qingtong frowned, her small hands pressed against Mr. Xia's shoulders, trying to push him slightly, but seeing that she couldn't break free, she ultimately gave up resisting.

She slightly tilted her icy and elegant pretty face, allowing Mr. Xia's black hair and heavy breathing to do as they pleased on her snowy neck and clavicle, leaving wet traces.

Her silver hair, lightly dyed with purple, fluttered in the wind and fell, covering the curve of her hips. Mu Qingtong gently narrowed her golden eyes, extending her hand to ruffle the man's black hair, as if stroking a submissive puppy.

However, in the next moment, with the sound of a huge slap, the fabric of the black-purple dress cascaded over the beautiful back and slender waist, creating a wave on the buttocks, causing her thighs to instinctively press together tightly.

"!"

Mu Qingtong's breath stalled slightly, her eyes, imperceptibly widening, suddenly turned icy, as her right hand reached behind Xia Feng, her slender hand tightly gripping the base of the Dragon Tail.

"!!!" Xia Feng's eyes widened abruptly, a silent growl escaping his lips, as it felt like the emotions pent up in his mind were released, his divine light cleared, as if in a celestial realm.

[Integration Progress: 90.1%↑]

The progress actually accelerated further due to this.

A distant, ethereal female voice rang out, cold and indifferent: "Can I touch it?"

It seemed like a question, but was actually a statement.

Mu Qingtong didn't wait for his response, and like stroking a cat, gently smoothed upwards.

Xia Feng trembled all over, his mind becoming increasingly unclear, dazed, yet the sinful desires in his heart soared even higher, his eyes flushed red.

It had been so long since he last saw Miss Mu, and on their meeting, she greeted him like this, making it impossible for him to endure the stimulation, so he...

Lifted his hand once more! Landing another slap on the Witch's round buttocks.

Smack~~!!!

The crisp sound echoed across ten thousand miles of the Heavenly Realm.

Mu Qingtong winced, biting her molars and inhaling sharply in anger.

This guy....! If it weren't for the interest in researching the Dragon Tail, she'd truly want to chop this bastard into eighteen pieces.

Does he have such a fondness for spanking her bottom?!

However, soon, she was too engrossed to think further, for through stroking that coarse tail, she clearly sensed a terrifying aura.