I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Chapter 630: 598. Submit to my throne

An hour had passed.

Xia Feng was beginning to feel sleepy.

At last, the man in bandages, Xia Feng, was the first to create a C-class matrix, under the satisfied nod of the old man in white, he, with hands behind his back, drifted toward the distant Heavenly Lantern Pavilion.

The son of the Pope, Dipus, with a gentle smile, casually tossed out a C-class matrix and followed closely behind.

It must be said, Xia Feng found being too different was indeed lonely.

These geniuses all exhibited a very proud demeanor, but compared to Mu Shen, they were not even a match for a single hair.

So painfully slow.

Mu Qingtong also felt these people were incredibly slow, she looked thoughtfully at the receding figures of Tulun and Dipus, lost in thought.

These so-called era-defining super geniuses took a full hour to produce a C-class matrix, yet felt proud of it.

Perhaps this was the bliss of ants.

Fortunately, there was Mr. Xia, a fellow being in this world, ensuring her life was not too boring.

“Mr. Xia, during your time in the Evil Realm, did you encounter any individuals with exceptional talents?”

Mu Qingtong’s clear voice echoed inside Xia Feng’s mind.

He shook his head, smiling lightly, “Miss Mu, if you’re looking for a kindred spirit, you might consider clashing with Dragon God. By my estimation, Dragon God’s talent might very well match yours… and mine.”

“Her?”

Hearing Mr. Xia’s high evaluation of that figure, Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, intrigued, she responded lightly,

“I do hope she is one of our kind.”

Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, stroking his chin: “If she really is, what do you plan to do?”

“If she is, she shall be just like you, Mr. Xia,” the woman in the black dress with golden eyes looked sideways at Xia Feng, “subservient under my throne.”

“…..”

Xia Feng imagined a scene where he and Evil Dragon Miss were each clinging to one of the black-dress woman’s calves, with her lazily leaning against the throne, her imperial gaze intimidating both a man and a dragon.

The humiliating vision flashed by, and Xia Feng quickly waved it away, replacing it with him seated on the throne, while Miss Witch and Evil Dragon Miss clung to his calves, gazing up at him.

This thought brought much more comfort, and Xia Feng’s lips couldn’t help but curl up.

“Mr. Xia, are you daydreaming again?” Seeing Mr. Xia’s increasingly strange and wicked smile, Mu Qingtong sarcastically interrupted with a light voice.

Fantasy shattered, Xia Feng jerked back to reality, glanced at the woman, and lifted his chin, “Heh~ just you wait!”

Waiting for what? To reveal the scenes of Mr. Xia anxious and panicked over me? Or waiting for Mr. Xia to admit he likes me?

Mu Qingtong’s lips curled into a slight smile, indeed, that was something to look forward to.

Another half-hour.

In the crowd, Ning Zilu, sweating profusely, finally perfected a D-class matrix, which the old man in white looked at and nodded in satisfaction.

The mental strain was immense, and Ning Zilu’s breathing was somewhat unstable, but he dared not delay, irritated, he rushed towards the Heavenly Lantern Pavilion at high speed.

He truly had never imagined that the son of the Pope and that bandaged man could be so formidable, managing to produce a C-class matrix in less than an hour!

It was outrageous!

Even more shattering to his worldview was that half of the other eight passersby had crafting speeds on par with his, clearly also individuals of exceptional talent.

When did the 15 districts have so many talented people?

However, fortunately, aside from the son of the Pope and the bandaged man being somewhat exceptional, the others were not quite as formidable.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong, seeing only two spots remained, no longer waited.

They each threw out a D-class matrix and followed closely behind Ning Zilu, under the perplexed and astonished gazes of everyone wondering how they suddenly completed theirs, they flew toward the Heavenly Lantern Pavilion.

Heavenly Lantern Pavilion.

Belonging to the Ye Li Royal Family, its true form is actually a Divine Relic of epic proportions, located in the largest district of the Yeli clan’s territory, where it stores a vast amount of treasures accumulated by the Ye Li Royal Family over ten thousand years.

In the four major districts of 7, 15, 25, and 41, there are branches of the Heavenly Lantern Pavilion, and the treasures stored in the main pavilion in district 1 can be directly transported to the branches.

This Heavenly Lantern Pavilion in Litian City is one of those branches.

Xia Feng looked up at the imposing high pavilion, his dark pupils flickering, but unfortunately, he could only steal Spiritual Artifacts, not Divine Relics.

Otherwise, he would have plundered the Ye Li Royal Family to his heart’s content!

However, although he can’t steal the owner-recognized Divine Relics now, it might be possible in the future.

As long as he could fulfill his agreement with the Old Dragon King, the Old Dragon King would help him perform the Holy Resolution Ceremony, completely Holy Releasing and gaining the ability to replicate Divine Authority.

Divine Relics are essentially the solidification of Divine Authority, naturally replicable, even snatchable.

It’s just uncertain how things are going at the Holy Spirit Temple.

The Old Dragon King had directed him to break the seal on Spirit Mountain, so he used the news of Holy Relics to lure all forces to Spirit Mountain through the Holy Spirit Temple, using these major powers to attack Spirit Mountain.

It was still an unknown whether this method would work.

“Ka—”

The pavilion doors swung wide open, and golden light drew both individuals into the pavilion.

Looking up, a golden world entered Xia Feng’s vision.

It was a spiral library, with rows and rows of shelves stacking up to three hundred meters high towards the Sky Dome, the space narrowing higher up they went.

Each bookshelf space floated an ethereal object, whether it be Spirit Paper or Divine Relics, spiritual material, or Spirit Science creations.

An array of treasures, dazzling to behold.

At the 250-meter top level, there were even epic Divine Relics, several silver-boxed A-grade Spirit Papers, level 7 spiritual material…

It was undeniable that it was a deeply rooted super authority, making Xia Feng green with envy.

Unfortunately, these were just projections from the main pavilion, not real items.

For now, Xia Feng could only look on helplessly.

Of course, now wasn’t the time to think about these things.

Because…

“Boom—!”

Blinding explosive flames erupted high above, and both the Pope’s son and the bandaged man emerged from the light mist, quickly stabilizing their forms.

Dipus, with strands of golden threads spreading across his handsome cheeks linking to the corners of his eyes, stared indifferently at the distant light mist and spoke gently,

“Gu Xun, as long as you hand over the Sumeru King Order, I can spare your life.”

“Heh~”

In the distance, the light mist burst apart and then suddenly condensed, forming a figure in a deep blue cloak with three eyes, looking down, the vertical eye between his brows radiating a cold glare.

“The two of you are much stronger than me, but unfortunately, in this place, you can’t touch me at all.”

Saying so, Gu Xun’s gaze casually swept over the three newcomers below.

Ning Zilu’s expression was terrified, hiding behind a pillar, shivering, not daring to breathe, irritated in his mind—he was here for the treasures of the Lantern Festival! How had he encountered these formidable big shots?

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged glances.

Although they had anticipated trouble, seeing the upheaval within the Heavenly Lantern Pavilion and that someone was causing trouble, both felt somewhat helpless.

They were just here to exchange for a D-grade Spirit Paper; why did they have to stumble upon this mess?

Couldn’t they have waited to fight until after they got the Spirit Paper they wanted?

However, it sounded like these three were disputing over a treasure called the “Sumeru King Order.”

Xia Feng was thoughtful, feeling this item sounded a bit familiar.