I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 620 - 620: 588. Mr. Xia, do you have someone you love?

Night.

Xia Feng went all out and managed to rush back to the Bronze Building from the western outskirts of the forest in just a minute and a half.

The silver doors of the core laboratory opened wide.

Xia Feng hurried in, drenched in sweat, looking rather disheveled.

He carefully laid the unconscious woman on his back onto the treatment bed, while the maid, Fei, quickly operated the control panel.

In the past two years, Mu Qingtong had built eighteen Bronze Buildings in the Empire, each equipped with a core laboratory and top-level treatment facilities, prepared for emergencies.

A blue barrier enveloped the treatment pod, and the blood hole in the chest of the woman in the black dress slowly healed, the newly formed skin pale.

However, her heartbeats were still faint, with no breath at all.

Xia Feng and Fei stood on either side of the treatment pod, their brows deeply furrowed in concern.

It seemed Miss Mu's condition had not improved at all.

These facilities could only treat physical injuries and stabilize the spiritual particles' spiritual pressure.

They were helpless against soul damage!

How could this be...

The normally expressionless and beautiful maid Fei's lips quietly curled up, she suddenly looked up at Xia Feng with a strange smile, "It seems this woman is finally going to die."

Xia Feng frowned, he knew that Miss Mu's maid had a mysterious background, appearing normal under control, but revealing her true nature once unrestrained.

Indeed, as the maid had said, Mu Qingtong's condition was very poor.

Even though her physical injuries were easily healed, her spiritual quality still dissipated irreversibly.

Once the aura of spiritual quality completely scattered, it would mark Miss Mu's total demise.

"Do your masters have any means of resurrection?" Xia Feng forced himself to remain composed, looking up.

"Heh, where could there be so many means of resurrection in this world?"

Fei's lips faintly curled as she spoke, her maid's attire swirling into red streams and quietly transforming into a classic red-and-white maid's uniform.

She brushed her side forehead with a pure white mask devoid of any pattern, her face sharp, and the corners of her rose-red eyes slightly marked with a small 'Fei.'

"But still."

She sat on the edge of the treatment bed, her long legs crossed lightly, her beautiful red pupils lazily looking up at Xia Feng with a sinister smile, "If you want to keep this woman alive, you could turn her into a puppet. That way, 'Mu Qingtong' would still exist in this world."

The maid's delicate fingers trailed Mu Qingtong's pale cheek as she tilted her head, her languid eyes aloof, looking down, "How about it, shall we together refine this arrogant bad woman?"

As she spoke, her red pupils lit up with a charming brilliance, reflecting in Xia Feng's dark pupils.

Her seductive gaze was instantly repelled by the Pale Seal deep within Xia Feng's soul.

Fei's face slightly whitened, and she muttered annoyedly, "What a hassle."

It had to be said, Miss Mu's maid was really sinister, but Xia Feng had no inclination to deal with her further and instead began to set up the Array leading to the Gate of the World.

Currently, he indeed had no means to heal Miss Mu and might only resort to cheekily seeking help from Evil Dragon Miss.

Fei stood by, arms crossed, not stopping him but only speaking in a haunting tone, "It's useless. Mu Qingtong's spiritual quality is irreversibly dissipating. That being is struggling to save herself now, how could she spare any effort to help others?"

"Moreover, even if you complete the Array, it will take at least 20 minutes. With the soul connection between me and Mu Qingtong, I can clearly sense her spiritual quality dissipating speed; she has at most three minutes. After three minutes, she will be dead."

Fei's haunting voice carried a subtle mockery, stimulating Xia Feng's nerves; he lifted his gaze, his dark pupils harboring a hint of murderous intent.

Fei's pupils involuntarily shrank as, for some reason, she found herself overwhelmed with panic and fear. As the murderous intent in the man's eyes faded, so did the fear in her heart swiftly disappear.

"Xia....."

At the same time, on the healing bed, the woman in the black dress trembled her eyelids, struggling to lift herself.

Xia Feng hurriedly stood and took a couple of steps forward. Her beautiful golden pupils opened, her gaze was serene yet carried an unprecedented weariness, and in a weak voice barely louder than a mosquito's hum, she said, "Mr. Xia, am I going to die...."

For a moment, Xia Feng was at a loss for words. Through the Eye of Decompilation, he saw that Miss Mu's spiritual pressure was rapidly disintegrating, and her spiritual base was cracking apart inch by inch like a sinkhole.

Mu Qingtong's weary eyes conveyed a calm acceptance of life and death as she looked at the man, drenched in sweat, his face tensely pale, and she helplessly whispered,

"Mr. Xia, this is the first time I've seen you so panicked."

Xia Feng paused.

"Tch, the person he loves is about to die before his eyes; of course, he's panicking~" Fei, arms crossed, leaned against a nearby pillar and chuckled casually.

"The person he loves, huh...." The silver-haired woman murmured doubtfully, her gaze tired and dim. She weakly looked up at the pale face of the man nearby and whispered almost inaudibly, "Mr. Xia, do you have someone you love....."

As she spoke, her eyelids drooped and lifted again, fatigue overwhelming her, ready to fall into eternal sleep at any moment.

Xia Feng's heart clenched once more, the tensed lines of his nerves felt as if they were grabbed by a delicate white hand, lifted high, causing his thoughts to stutter.

Mr. Xia, do you have someone you love?

The person I love... do I have one?

Yes!

Of course, I do!

Xia Feng dared not hesitate, his gaze fixed on the silver-haired woman near him, his lips, pale and trembling, parted and the words spilled out, "Miss Mu, I—"

[Excitement and joy made Mu Qingtong's thoughts even sharper, stabilizing her spiritual pressure state further. Without triggering the Heavenly Principle Divine Thunder, she discovered a method to slightly elevate her spiritual base on a minimal scale—Your spiritual base state has been slightly elevated—]

[Synchronization successful—]

[Current Realm: True Martial Second Realm Peak (Spiritual Base Elevated 1.09%)]

[Result Ritual 1: Use the Throne Mechanism, and together with the dual cultivation partner, kill a character of at least Third Rank Venerate (Completed ✓)]

[Result Ritual 2: Plunder a fruit position of at least Venerate Fourth Level of Legend A-level (×)]

Xia Feng: "....."

[Seeing your anxious demeanor, Mu Qingtong grew even more delighted. While she looked forward to your next words, she leisurely elevated her spiritual base, raising your spiritual base once again—by 1.19%]

Xia Feng: "?! "

Apocalypse... Witch! You're done!!

If I don't utterly disgrace you, I might as well write my name, Xia Feng, backwards!!!

Because the situation was so abrupt, he hadn't considered it thoroughly before, but he should have anticipated this.

If Mu Qingtong's spiritual base was truly collapsing, then his should be collapsing again as well, but there had been no response while he hurried to the lab.

The synchronization information hadn't even updated.

Clearly, Miss Mu had used some special method to deceive his perception, making him think, through the Eye of Decompilation, that both her spiritual pressure and base were collapsing, and her spiritual quality dissipating.

And Fei...

This maid had not actually betrayed Mu Qingtong at all. First, she led him to believe that Mu Qingtong was indeed beyond saving, incurable, and then when the time was right, Mu Qingtong awoke, and the two played their parts in tandem.

Clearly, they were setting a trap for him!