I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 651 - 651: 619. Blazing Red

The youth with heterochromic eyes sat propped in a wheelchair, which Sword Heart pushed forward, gradually drawing near.

Ten meters, nine meters...

Suddenly, the scene that unfolded made Xia Feng's scalp explode; his already wildly beating life vein nearly burst out of his throat.

No, how could it be that he's coming back from here?

Freya was also greatly startled, her sexy red lips parting further under intense stimulation, and she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

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Xia Feng turned his head to look at Lord Yeli Dong through the glass window, feeling his life vein in his chest tighten like silver threads entwining, causing the countless nerves in his brain to completely snap, like the first chord of a violin stretched and humming.

Freya was also somewhat confused, still unready for thought, just watching the heterochromic youth approach under the propulsion of the wheelchair.

Five meters, four meters...

On Lord Yeli Dong's handsome face, his red and blue heterochromic eyes showed no emotion, appearing to have already penetrated the glass and met her gaze.

Freya's beautifully cold face instantly reddened and steamed up, and the first nerve in her brain snapped like a violin string. She felt she was going mad.

Under the gaze of Lord Yeli Dong, she quickly brought both hands to Xia Feng's chest to steady herself.

"Ye, Yeli—he—he's outside!" Then she forcefully patted the student's chest.

"I know." Xia Feng glanced side-eyed at the heterochromic man outside, his right hand deliberately and lightly slapped her perky palm.

"You—!!" Freya clenched her teeth, her slender hand continued forcefully covering her mouth, her flushed blue eyes tinted with a love-drunk hue, trembling lightly, and she stared in alarm at Lord Yeli Dong outside the window.

The wheelchair had reached the glass window, those indifferent heterochromic eyes staring at her and Xia Feng, his right hand raised, knocking the glass twice with his knuckle, creating 'thud thud' sounds.

"Lei Ya, the banquet will start in half an hour, remember not to be late."

Lord Yeli Dong's light, humorous voice came from outside the window, "Also, haven't you always wanted to kill that Evil Cultist named Xia Feng? According to the reports, I have already found that worm's trail."

Xia Feng again turned his head to look at the youth in the wheelchair outside, those heterochromic eyes alien and indifferent, the corners of his lips wearing a gentle, faint smile.

Xia Feng's hand again slapped Ms. Fu's vast buttocks, "Pia~~!!"

Ms. Fu switched to covering her mouth with both hands, her pretty eyes widening, and the enchantingly sweet melodious sounds like a mountain spring or ethereal emptiness.

"Right, that kid, make sure to also restore the 'Veil Wall's' Spiritual Particle supply."

Lord Yeli Dong's voice continued to come through, coldly commanding, "Hurry up."

The Veil Wall probably referred to this massive glass wall that isolated the inside from the outside.

Inside, one could see and even hear the sounds from outside, but from outside, one could not observe the inside.

Xia Feng understood, but before he could think further, Ms. Fu had already wrapped her fair arms around his neck, her beautiful cold face lazy and flushed, her bloodshot blue eyes watery and captivatingly fixed on him.

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For some reason, Xia Feng found that as he interacted with Ms. Fu in their lessons, the Pale Blood in his veins seemed to be boiling.

A wave of soul evolution swept over him, and he quickly inspected internally, surprised to find that the purity of his Pale Bloodline was increasing.

At the same time, the dragon tail at the base of his spine began to grow slowly.

However, regrettably, it only grew 1 centimeter before stopping abruptly.

Ms. Fu was levitating against the glass Veil Wall, her long legs hooked around his broad waist, and she too felt an anomaly; the Blazing Red Blood in her veins was also boiling, evolving into Dragon Blood.

She was a Divinity Half-Dragon, her bloodline stemming from [Blazing Red Dragon King · Ismael], a bloodline that was very incomplete and had not evolved into a true Dragon King Level bloodline.

At that moment, she distinctly felt her physique amplifying and her spiritual quantity rapidly expanding, with an increase in Spiritual Pressure density.

"Ms. Fu, what's... happening?" Xia Feng supported her lower back, his voice husky and low.

Freya covered her face, barely managing to stabilize her beautiful eyes from rolling back. She lowered her hands and leaned weakly against the glass Mu wall, shooting a glance at the little rascal, her voice soft and seductive. "It's the effect of the Dragon Cultivation Fruit."

Dragon Cultivation Fruit? Xia Feng puzzled.

Freya had actually realized Lord Yeli Dong's intentions early on. He had secretly fed her the Dragon Cultivation Fruit, intending to bewitch her after the birthday banquet to acquire Dragon Transformation abilities.

If the effects of the Dragon Cultivation Fruit were not rapidly used up within two days, the one who consumed it might even become muddled by lust.

Lord Yeli Dong probably held this thought, thinking he had the upper hand.

Fortunately, she knew Little Feng, who was also a Divine Half-Dragon…

Moreover, Little Feng's Dragon Blood bloodline was of a very high rank and could easily consume the Dragon Cultivation Power within her body.

Because of this, she had not refused to eat the Dragon Cultivation Fruit last night.

Freya glanced sideways outside the glass Mu wall. At that moment, Lord Yeli Dong was facing her and Xia Feng below. She spoke softly to herself, her heterochromatic eyes profound.

Her eyes cold and sharp, she couldn't be bothered to listen to what Lord Yeli Dong was saying. She wrapped her arms back around Xia Feng's neck, kissing and sniffing his ear and neck as she softly moaned an explanation:

"The Dragon Cultivation Fruit allows two Half-Dragons whose bloodlines haven't been fully activated to further evolve their bloodlines during reproduction."

"If one of the Half-Dragons possesses the 'Dragon Transformation' ability, then the other can also evolve the Dragon Descendant's Dragon Transformation abilities through the reproductive process."

Is that so? Xia Feng was surprised, but soon realized something was amiss.

"But why do I feel that besides my dragon tail growing a bit, there's no other change?"

"You little rascal, you're from the Dragon God Bloodline, right?" Freya had actually guessed Xia Feng's bloodline source a while ago.

"Yeah."

"With the Dragon God bloodline, the power of a single Dragon Cultivation Fruit naturally isn't enough."

So that was it…

However, Xia Feng himself didn't hold much expectation for this "Dragon Transformation" ability.

Still, he casually asked, "Then how many would it take?"

"How would I know, I haven't tried it," Ms. Fu replied, slapping the back of Xia Feng's head and glancing at him with a mocking smolder in her enchanting eyes. "You can't even fully consume the Dragon Cultivation Power within me; I advise you not to overthink it."

Caught off guard, Xia Feng bumped his forehead against the glass, wincing in pain.

He suddenly got angry and grabbed the wine-red-haired woman's arms above her head. "Ms. Fu, I think you want to become Teacher Puff!"

Freya: ".....!!!!"

Outside the glass curtain wall, the birthday banquet seemed about to begin.

Sword Heart wheeled the young man in the wheelchair next to the throne.

That high-backed chair, dark and noble, was situated on a semicircular platform.

Lord Yeli Dong seemed to have no intention of sitting, his eyes filled with longing as he stared intensely at the throne.

Xia Feng's dark eyes swept over Freya's snowy fragrant shoulders, puzzled as he looked outside the glass at Lord Yeli Dong. "Teacher Puff, whose throne is that?"

"!"

Freya tilted her stunning face upward, not needing to look back to know what Xia Feng was asking about. She covered her mouth and pressed her throat's smooth sound, explaining softly, "It belongs to the Business Duke, my father."

"And stop calling me Teacher Puff!!!"