I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch
Chapter 702 - 702: 670. I'm the most obedient~

Cha Naixue considered herself someone who focused on the present, never clinging to the past, and never keeping anything useless.

After becoming a Spirit Master, she applied the same principle to her own power planning, never learning any Spiritual Clothes that were useless.

She pursued efficiency and usefulness.

So for her,

being useful was very important.

But now she knew that she no longer needed to assess whether a piece of Spiritual Clothes, a Divine Relic, or a subordinate was useful, but rather, whether she herself was useful to Xia Feng...

On her way back to the safe house, she counted her own usefulness, only to find that for Little Feng...

It seemed she was already useless!

Her greatest use to Xia Feng was her identity as the Holy Daughter, which could provide an opportunity to obtain S-Class Spiritual Clothes.

But with Jiang Qiue taking her place and becoming Xia Feng's slave girl, her status as the Holy Daughter became dispensable.

If she died, Xia Feng could still obtain S-Class Spiritual Clothes through Jiang Qiue.

This was a huge strategic mistake, something she hadn't considered when persuading Jiang Qiue to conspire with her.

But now that things had come to this, regretting her foolish tactics was of no use.

She needed to quickly pull herself together and prove her usefulness again!

"Little Feng, as long as you don't hand me over."

Cha Naixue gazed pitifully at Xia Feng with her beautiful, watery purple eyes, softly thinking to herself, "My body is yours, you can do whatever you want with me~"

"???!!"

Xia Feng glanced disdainfully at the woman, exasperated, "Sister Nai Xue, it's been a few days, are you daydreaming?"

Cha Naixue: "....."

Xia Feng shook his head; it seemed this foolish woman still didn't understand him, she actually doubted his character, thinking he would abandon her to survive?

Ridiculous, was he the kind of heartless person?

The platinum ring was tossed up and then caught... Xia Feng pondered for a moment, then put the ring into the Nash Space, speaking lightly, "Alright, Cha Naixue, stop with these pretenses. As long as you behave from now on, I naturally won't disregard your life."

Seeing Xia Feng accept the ring, Cha Naixue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pressed her legs together under her dress, sat properly and nodded obediently, "Mm-hmm."

Acting like the most well-behaved girl.

Xia Feng clicked his tongue, disinclined to pay attention to her acting, and was about to say something to Mu Qingtong—

But then, sensing something, he suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing through layers of underground rock to the boundless snowfield above.

His gaze stretched far.

He saw in the distant blizzard-shrouded sky, three figures rapidly approaching, each with an increasingly powerful aura!

Xia Feng lightly squinted his black eyes, fully activating the Eye of Decompilation, piercing through the mist, and finally seeing the appearance of the three individuals clearly.

At the forefront was a man in a meticulously tailored black tuxedo, with silver mystic line patterns on the collar and cuffs.

His long, black hair fell to his back, his looks were handsome but his skin was pale and cold as if dead, only his eyes had a deep and eerie red glow, and the corners of his lips curled into an elusive smile with an aristocratic demeanor, arrogant stance.

He looked like a medieval vampire.

"This person is Apostle·Leng Xiu, an A-level Spirit Master who hunts the B-level Nailuo Spirit Master. After finding out the B-level Nailuo Spirit Master was killed by me, he turned his attention to me."

Cha Naixue explained, "Moreover, for him, killing me would mean obtaining two Nailuo fragments at once."

Xia Feng nodded thoughtfully, the vampire-like man occasionally dispersed into Blood Bats, sometimes converging into a human form, traveling at high speed, with the Fourth Realm of Venerable Spiritual Pressure fluctuations.

And not far behind Leng Xiu, followed a shadowy figure in a gray robe.

Yes, under the gray robe, only shadows were revealed on their face and hands...

Beneath the area they passed, the ground followed with a large moving shadow, filled with eerie laughter and whispers, incredibly chilling, like a moving ominous disaster!

"Apostle·Ji Ying, a Fourth Realm Spirit Master." Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes lightly squinted, she had thoroughly investigated the members within Burning Heaven, remembering all apostles' codenames and realms.

Xia Feng's gaze continued further east to the distant sky.

In the farthest, a giant over three meters high flashed across the sky, the surrounding hail and snow strands turned red-hot, melting into fiercely red magma, falling like an endless storm.

Wherever it passed, it became a molten lava hell.

The giant was armored in pure gold majestic armor, the surface of which was engraved with ancient and mysterious winding runes, and the neck and head uncovered by armor were constructed of magma.

The explosive magma head lacked lips and nose, only having a pair of crimson-gold eyes, with an indifferent gaze, ancient well without waves.

"Apostle·Burning City, a Holy Realm Spirit Master."

Listening to Miss Mu's introduction, Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, this Holy Realm powerhouse called [Burning City] should be the leader of the four-person team.

No wonder Cha Naixue suddenly became so timid, lowering her stance. Being pursued by such a team, with her meager cultivation, she couldn't possibly escape.

Of course, Xia Feng roughly estimated that even if he and Miss Mu united using the Sky Wolf Holy Seat, they wouldn't necessarily be able to take down Apostle·Burning City.

Indeed, a major nuisance.

But besides Burning City, Ji Ying, and Leng Xiu, there was still another apostle?

Xia Feng's eyes scanned the distant sky.

"The last one is [Light Disciple], the legendary thirteenth apostle, and the most mysterious one. Only in the bright areas of the sky above can you see it." Cha Naixue looked up.

Xia Feng also gazed higher, seeing a few strands of sunlight penetrating the layers of mist and snow, spreading golden light.

Xia Feng lightly squinted his black eyes, finally faintly noticing that these light beams occasionally twisted, occasionally restored... And in that distorted moment, a blurry figure made of light appeared.

The light person's face was a light stream vortex, looking eerie and sacred.

It seemed to wander leisurely between the light beams.

Or rather, the daylight was its incarnation, omnipresent.

"Burning Heaven has twelve apostles, all with detailed records." Cha Naixue cast a solemn glance at the sky, but dared not look longer, to avoid being discovered spying, "But at some point, a presence with the codename [Light Disciple] appeared, with rumors of it being the thirteenth apostle, or the fifth Venerable Seat. No one has ever seen it in action, its strength unknown, identity very mysterious."

Xia Feng observed and indeed did not detect spiritual pressure fluctuations from the light person, as if it had no Spiritual Pressure.

Or perhaps it had some ability to conceal its cultivation?

As Xia Feng contemplated, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

For apart from the light person, the other three apostles had already approached this place in just a few moments.

They swiftly swept over the sky above the safe house, not noticing Xia Feng and the others below.

But as the large expanse of strange shadow swept across the snowfield ground, the already distant Ji Ying paused, a muffled voice echoing from the shadow face, "Heh, Leng Xiu, your prey has hidden underground."

The pale-faced handsome man curiously uttered an "oh," looking down at the snowfield ground with interest.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.