I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 627 - 627: 595. Divine-level genius

However, before the pair could take out their phones to snap photos, the barrier around the pavilion lit up again, cutting off the outside view.

Mu Qingtong pressed the button, raising the accidentally lowered barrier once more, and beneath her, the man known as Mr. Xia followed the line of her jaw and planted a kiss on her delicate neck and collarbone.

"Your Majesty, lift your head up," the man teased with a light chuckle, his breath searing against her smooth neck, damp and sluggishly persistent like an excited little puppy, tickling her into goosebumps.

Her graceful swan neck tilted back slightly, her red lips lazily adorned with strands of silver hair. Her stunning cheeks were flushed a touch pink, and her delicate brows knitted slightly.

Her eyes, tranquil, fixed on the fireworks spectacular across the lake.

And beneath the fireworks, more and more people drawn by the news were gathering by the lakeside, looking over towards the pavilion.

The couple from before was excitedly pointing in her direction, explaining to others, leading to an increasingly lively scene by the lakeside, where many began to take out their phones to snap photos of the pavilion, though they couldn't capture the people inside.

Under the glare of flashing lights, Mr. Xia bit down at her neck just enough to leave a mark, and Mu Qingtong turned away her face, frowning in displeasure, "Mr. Xia, you really do resemble a little dog right now~"

"....." Xia Feng could only feel how the woman in his arms was soft and boneless, giving him a full sense of security, and the faint gentle fragrance coming from her was alluring and intoxicating, making him feel somewhat lost in her.

However, once he heard Miss Mu's underlying tone of sarcasm and disdain, he roused from his reverie and smacked her on the curve of the dress below her waist. Even through the layers of her dress, he could still feel the firmness of the Destructive Witch's behind.

"Your Majesty, now that you are my captive, you should act a bit more like one!" Xia Feng's hand roamed freely, and with his lips curled in a sinister smile, he said at the side of her neck, "Understood?"

"....." Mu Qingtong had not expected this fellow to be so immersed in their role-play, even having the audacity to assign new identities on his own! How childish...

But,

She didn't mind indulging in a little playfulness with this childish companion...

"So, when you call yourself a subject, does that mean you are submitting to me?" she asked, tilting her neck back while maintaining a calm tone, even as she endured the impudence of her 'subject.'

Xia Feng's hands slid down to her thighs, pulling her closer to him.

Then patting her flushed, yet haughty, composed face, he chuckled, "Your Majesty, I am a rebel plotting to usurp the throne, so where is there talk of submission?"

"A rebel, indeed, fitting for the role," Mu Qingtong nodded thoughtfully. Mr. Xia was like a rebel who would eventually be subdued by her, happily leaping around for the moment but soon to be kneeling at her feet, whimpering and begging for mercy.

pia~

The crisp sound was pleasing to the ear, but Mu Qingtong frowned without meaning to—the rebel appeared quite fond of smacking her bottom.

"If you keep being handsy with those pig's hands of yours, I won't let you kiss me anymore," she said, eyebrow cocked, batting away Xia Feng's naughty hand, her voice frosty.

"Tch~ as if I'm eager to kiss you," Xia Feng retorted with a cryptic smile at the corner of his lips, glancing at the woman in the black dress with disdain, "False is false, you're just a fake Empress. I'd rather play with a real Empress. What do you say, Miss Mu?"

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The brief exchange made Mu Qingtong inexplicably heat up with anger again, and she sighed, "It seems that only by castrating you could possibly cure your lecherous symptoms, don't you think, Mr. Xia?"

"....."

Feeling the black-dressed woman's gaze drifting lower and the undisguised murderous intent in her golden eyes, Xia Feng's legs went cold, and his heat instantly died down.

He hastily shifted the topic and pointed towards the distance, "Miss Mu, look over there, it's quite lively. It seems a high-ranking character has arrived."

The change of topic was awkward, but Mu Qingtong still temporarily spared the traitor attempting to serve a second king and looked in the direction indicated.

The reason why the pavilions on Cricket Lamp Bridge were so expensive wasn't only because of the perhaps fabricated legends surrounding them, but also because of the wide-open view, allowing one to see almost the entire Lantern Festival in all its splendor.

On the imposing View Lake Pavilion to the east,

stood a man dressed in a long white church robe with his hands behind his back. He wore a pale golden ritual cloak engraved with the Black Moon on his back, with a handsome visage and a youthful appearance, with a monocle hanging over his right eye.

The crowd that had been lively discussing whether the pavilion in the center of the lake belonged to Mu Shen had now shifted their attention. They excitedly pointed at the man in the church robe on the View Lake Pavilion and snapped photos with their phones.

Clearly, this man was a well-known figure.

On Xia Feng's body, Miss Mu thoughtfully said, "This person should be the son of the Black Moon Pope, Dipus."

The Pope's son? Xia Feng was taken aback, as he was unaware of this, "The Black Moon Pope actually has a son?"

"The Pope is also allowed to marry and have children."

Mu Qingtong nodded, "This person is also the only son of the Black Moon Pope, said to be a figure even more talented than Lord Yeli Dong, and praised as a divine-level genius."

The so-called divine-level genius referred to a peerless individual with the potential to become a deity, where each divine-level genius was inevitably capable of reaching the Wise Man Realm.

The ones Xia Feng had encountered before, the Justice Saint and Yeli Kong, were only considered super geniuses.

Under normal circumstances, in the fifty-one districts of the entire Empire, over a time span of a millennium, the massive powers would produce 1 to 2 super geniuses.

But those referred to as divine-level geniuses, since the establishment of the Empire, there had only been a total of 14.

About once every thousand years, the entire Empire would produce only 1 to 2 such individuals, who would become the main characters of the era, making other so-called geniuses pale in comparison.

"However, the Pope's son appeared out of nowhere four months ago; before that, the world didn't even know the Black Moon Pope had a son."

"That was around the time you, Mr. Xia, died. The Elemental Saintess and the Black Moon Pope's son emerged, the former mysteriously receiving increased attention from the elements, and the latter rumored to be a divine-level genius, as well as being widely followed online due to his outstanding appearance."

Unlike the low profile of Element and Justice, the Black Moon Church was very high-profile and well-known online.

Previously, they attracted male believers using the pure and holy images of Jiang Qiue and Cha Naixue, and now it seemed like they used the image of the handsome and talented Pope's son to attract female believers.

It was, after all, a typical method used by the Black Moon Church to draw in believers.

What was strange, though, was that if the Pope had a son, why was it like he had been invisible before, with no information revealed at all.

Xia Feng pondered secretly, but unfortunately, Cha Naixue and Jiang Qiue had already left Litian City this morning, heading for Black Moon City, where the Black Moon Court was located.

Otherwise, he could have asked them for details about the Pope's son.

The Black Moon Church might have internal problems, so this morning Cha Naixue and the other woman suggested they secretly return to Black Moon City to understand the situation first, and then reunite with Xia Feng and the others after they completed their tasks in Litian City.

Before they could be sure of the Church's real situation, they wouldn't expose their identities.

After discussing with Mu Qingtong, Xia Feng agreed to the two Holy Daughters' suggestion.

These two Holy Daughters were both of deep thought and steady disposition, not the foolhardy naive type, and each had extraordinary means. Dividing their forces so they could head back to Black Moon City and investigate was a more efficient approach.