I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 626 - 626: 594. Mu Shen is in a relationship?!

The wheelchair-bound youth, with a cold expression, silently gazed at the scenery beyond the clouds.

Out of the darkness emerged a tall and thin man, his cheeks shriveled like dead wood, his eye sockets hollow, yet his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

This man was named Kunmu, one of the Six Guards.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Dongjun, the Elemental Saintess's target has arrived."

The wheelchair-bound youth nodded indifferently, "Let him in."

The Elemental Saintess had come to Litian City to capture an Element traitor. Naturally, Lord Yeli Dong was willing to do the Elemental Saintess a favor and help her catch the traitor if possible.

However, to Lord Yeli Dong's surprise, this Element traitor came to him on his own, claiming he had something desirable and wanted to collaborate.

The door creaked open slightly, and a shadow slithered through the crack, gliding over the dark shadows and quickly coalescing into a humanoid form nearby.

It was a man dressed in a deep blue robe, holding a jeweled scepter.

His pointed hat obscured his cheeks, and as he lifted his head, the wrinkled and ugly face unexpectedly had three eyes.

With the left and right eyes closed, only the vertical eye between the eyebrows was open. He chuckled in an old, gravelly voice, "Lord Yeli Dong, it's been a while since we last met, hasn't it?"

Sword Heart maneuvered the wheelchair, and the youth's bewitching pupils lifted to look at the visitor, surprised and intrigued, "Gu Xun?"

Gu Xun was also considered a genius, raised by the Elemental Church and later rising to the rank of Red Bishop. Lord Yeli Dong, in his younger years, had clashed with this man several times, with no clear victor.

But now it seemed... Lord Yeli Dong swept a glance over Gu Xun's state: at the pinnacle of the Venerate Third Realm, Spiritual Pressure State vaguely unstable, and his visage somewhat aged.

"So many years have passed, and you still haven't produced the fourth fruit position?" The wheelchair-bound youth smiled faintly.

Gu Xun hadn't expected the youth he once fought tooth and nail to be of such high status and alarming Cultivation strength now.

Hearing the condescension in his words, Gu Xun remained unperturbed, replying quietly, "Lord Yeli Dong, let's not waste words. If you still want what I have, you'd better help me fend off the chase from the Elemental Church."

"Oh? Then tell me," Lord Yeli Dong's heterochromatic eyes were calm, "what good thing do you have that makes you so sure I would want it?"

"Sumeru King Order." Gu Xun uttered these four words with a smile.

Lord Yeli Dong was taken aback, then he leaned slightly forward, narrowing his keen, heterochromatic eyes, "Do you have this item on you?"

"Of course."

This was indeed beyond Lord Yeli Dong's expectations.

The Sumeru King Order was the key to contesting for the Sumeru Throne.

The game of the Life Roulette had been in the Empire for many years, aimed at selecting nine participants for the struggle over the Sumeru Throne.

He was about to secure the ninth and final seat through the Life Roulette.

Once he obtained the seat, the battle for the Sumeru Throne would officially begin.

And this "Sumeru King Order" could grant a Spirit Master a unique identity called "King" at the start of the struggle for the throne.

Extremely rare!

Now, the first eight elders who had secured their seats were searching across the Empire for the Sumeru King Order. As the last to earn his seat, Lord Yeli Dong had much to do and naturally had no time to seek out this object.

But unexpectedly, the King's Order had delivered itself to him.

He looked thoughtfully at Gu Xun, his killer-intent-filled, heterochromatic eyes surprisingly calm, "And you're not afraid I'll kill you and take your treasure?"

"You're welcome to try," Gu Xun's pupils vertically situated in his brows twirled, his lips curving into a strange, faint smile.

"Heh~" Lord Yeli Dong chuckled and nodded, "Very well, state your terms."

"I am about to condense my fourth fruit position, so I need you to provide me with ascension resources, a cultivation environment, and assist me in completing the fruit formation ceremony."

Gu Xun placed his hands in his robe sleeves and looked up, "As long as I successfully ascend to the Fourth Realm of Venerable, the Sumeru King's Order shall be handed over to you with both hands."

"Tap—tap—" The knuckles of the handsome young man on the wheelchair tapped the armrest, his eyebrows lightly furrowed in thought.

He was contemplating the possibility of taking direct action, of killing and seizing the treasure, since the demands Gu Xun had made were indeed troublesome.

The atmosphere fell silent for two seconds.

Gu Xun stood in the shadows, his vertical eye slightly squinted, and then spoke again, "I heard that your wife was abducted by a young lad early this morning?"

Lord Yeli Dong's heterochromatic eyes suddenly lifted, and with a thunderous boom—! A cold and murderous intent wreaked havoc, solidifying into a crushing wave that surged towards Gu Xun, the floor tiles beneath his feet cracking with a deep crevice.

Gu Xun's stature shrank slightly, but he didn't care, and merely continued in a calm voice, "The fact that you haven't caught this boy for so long suggests that his concealment skills are top-notch."

"How about this, if you can't find that boy, once I ascend to Venerate Four, I can help you catch that boy and kill him. You should be aware that my Tracking Skill is unparalleled, and no one can escape my Pupil Skill's search."

As soon as he said this, Sword Heart, standing behind the wheelchair-bound young man, couldn't help but frown coldly.

In fact, it wasn't that Xia Feng's skills in concealment were top-notch but according to the plan, it wasn't time yet to recapture or even kill the puppet Xia Feng.

However, before Sword Heart could say anything, Lord Yeli Dong had already made his decision, nodding in agreement to the transaction with Gu Xun.

Sword Heart hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she did not speak out to stop it. After all, just the Sumeru King's Order alone was worth enough for Mr. Dongjun to cooperate with this person.

But her gaze toward Gu Xun had already turned cold and dark.

A play always encountered unexpected events, and as the chief director, she disliked actors who were forcibly inserted by investors and disrupted the screenplay.

"The fruit formation ceremony I require must gain at least ten thousand people's wishes as blessings. Tonight just happens to be the Lantern Festival of wishes, so passing those wishes of blessings to me shouldn't be a problem, right?" Gu Xun said.

The young man in the wheelchair lightly tapped the armrest with the pads of his fingers, looking out the window at the thunder clouds, the room silent and still.

To him, Xia Feng was akin to a maggot, and personally dealing with him would dirty his hands, so letting Gu Xun, adept in tracking, catch this hide-and-seek bug was quite fitting.

The tapping of the fingertips on the armrest ceased, and Lord Yeli Dong glanced sideways, his gaze falling on a tall, slender man standing respectfully in the shadow, and said softly,

"Kunmu, take Gu Xun to the Lantern Festival, and assist him fully in his fruit formation."

"Yes!"

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Fire-trees and silver-flowers sparkled against the night sky, while the ancient-styled Water Pavilion bustled with a steady stream of people, lively and extraordinary.

Four or five children, having purchased candied haws, frolicked noisily among the crowd. On the sidewalk, a family of four released yellow paper lanterns into the sky, looking up with hope at the lanterns carrying their wishes across the starry firmament.

"Jiu——Boom!"

Another dazzling firework exploded against the canopy of the sky, as a couple strolled hand in hand along the banks of Gentleman Lake.

"Eh? Honey, look over there!" the woman exclaimed excitedly, pointing towards Cricket Lamp Bridge in the distance, "The woman under that pavilion, she looks like Mu Shen!"

The man followed her gaze and saw at the center of Cricket Lamp Bridge, inside the tallest pavilion, a young man with black hair casually leaning on the bench, his back towards the lakeshore. A woman in a black dress sat astride his lap, coyly lifting his chin and gazing into his eyes passionately, continuously exchanging soft kisses.

In the dim light obscured by shadows, the woman's cold, stunning profile lit up by the fireworks indeed bore some resemblance to Mu Shen.

The couple's eyes widened in shock, envy, and resentment. Damn it, could it really be Mu Shen? Mu Shen in love?!