I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 317 - 292. Evil Mark

The sugar-coated hawthorns were very sweet.

Each one Xia Feng could savor for three minutes.

The saccharine frosting covered Dragon God's cool lips, perfect jawline, and his graceful, slender neck...

After finishing about ten sugar-coated hawthorns, Xia Feng finally grew tired of eating and lazily leaned against Dragon God to continue the conversation,

"Dragon God, actually, in addition to Origin Water, I have discovered another divine object of origin," he said.

Disi's chest heaved unpredictably, a few strands of soft hair sticking to her divinely beautiful, slightly sweaty face. She panted softly and took a while before opening her vertical pupils, looking down with a faint voice, "Speak."

"I didn't see its exact appearance, but its name is called Origin Soil."

Xia Feng simply explained about the Life Roulette.

According to the rules, the Spirit Master with the highest Life Points during the advanced sacrificial stage would receive the additional reward of Origin Soil.

Given that Origin Soil could be used alone as a champion's reward, it must be extraordinary.

"Only a name..."

Disi frowned and shook her head, "If it's just the name, I can't determine its use. Divine Objects of Origins are ancient divine items born with the world, and over countless years, they have split into various forms and been bestowed many names."

"That Origin Water you mentioned earlier, I only recognized its function the moment I saw it. Long ago, this substance was known by over a dozen names, such as 'Longevity Liquid,' 'Origin Dew,' 'Array Breaking Fruit,' and so on."

"As for the Origin Soil you speak of... The only things I can think of are 'Hope Soil' and 'Divine Origin Soil,' but these two divine objects have been extinct since I was still alive, so it's probably not likely to be them."

After listening to Dragon God's explanation, Xia Feng stroked his chin and nodded. Though he didn't know the function of Origin Soil, as long as it was a divine object of origin, it was definitely right to collect it.

Perhaps it would be immensely helpful in finding the Origin Egg.

According to what Dragon God had said, the Dragon Clan had existed since ancient times. Unlike the numerous Human Race, the breeding success rate of the Dragon Clan was extremely low, making their numbers scarce,

Therefore, to prevent the extinction of their race over the long years, the Dragon Clan gradually evolved into a kind with high desires for reproduction, and as they reached maturity, this desire for reproduction would grow so strong that it could encroach upon and influence their will. Only after reproduction and the birth of offspring would this state gradually diminish.

The Origin Egg, as an important divine object that could nurture the next generation without the need for the combination of male and female, should have very strong protection means. Even if the Dragon Clan were to perish themselves, they wouldn't allow the Origin Egg to be extinct.

During his contemplation, Xia Feng felt that it was about time to return to the present realm.

He pressed the woman's shoulder to stand, then stepped back and respectfully said, "Dragon God, if there are no other instructions, I shall return for today."

Disi was momentarily lost in thought, then pursed her lips, "Do you have urgent matters outside?"

"Hmm... not really," Xia Feng considered for a moment, then shook his head.

"Then why the rush to leave?"

"Dragon God, I have already stayed here for over an hour," Xia Feng said helplessly.

"Ah? Has it, has it been that long?"

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The starry-robed woman turned her face away, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. She clearly felt that only a few minutes had passed.

"Then... will you, a human, come again tomorrow?" Her pale vertical pupils shimmered, hiding an imperceptible hope.

"Of course, I will," Xia Feng smiled and bowed respectfully with a deep voice, "Tomorrow, I will still need the great efforts of Dragon God to further suppress the witch's evil power."

"It's not... strenuous," Disi murmured softly, then paused. She moved her joyous dragon tail aside, tiptoed, and whispered, "Alright, human, you may leave."

*

When Xia Feng returned to his physical body, he found the black-dressed woman with golden eyes staring unwaveringly at him.

"What, Miss Mu, has my handsomeness conquered you?" Xia Feng teased with a raised eyebrow and a light laugh, "Peeking at me like this while I wasn't here?"

Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes lightly narrowed, and she calmly said, "Mr. Xia, you have a problem."

"I indeed have many questions, for instance, what exactly is your Holy Release ability, Miss Mu?"

But Mu Qingtong ignored him, continuing instead, "One hour, thirteen minutes, and fifty-nine seconds - does this deity have so much to explain to you?"

She had found it strange long ago. More than a month prior, when Mr. Xia had gone to meet the deity, it was the same. Each meeting would start from half an hour, and that deity seemed to have endless things to say, very suspicious.

Though Mu Qingtong did not believe in gods, she knew that normally, even for a proxy of a Star God, seeing one's own Star God once a year was already considered frequent.

So, someone like Xia Feng definitely had a problem - and a big one at that!

Thus, Mu Qingtong quickly went through several conjectures in her mind, and then she arrived at a terrible conclusion that she found hard to accept and even made her somewhat irritated!

"Mr. Xia, I think we need to have a serious talk."

Seeing the black-dressed woman's earnest expression, Xia Feng was stunned, a slight shock in his heart. Hiss—could it be... she guessed what happened between me and Evil Dragon Miss?

Eh? That seems off, too. Even if she guessed, why should I panic! Xia Feng quickly calmed himself down.

Moreover, now that his engagement with Mu Qingtong had been dissolved, there was even less reason to panic!

"Mr. Xia, have you been violated by a deity?" Mu Qingtong asked, suppressing her emotions, voicing her speculation.

"Ah?"

Xia Feng was dumbfounded. This conjecture... it wasn't exactly wrong, but it wasn't exactly right either.

Xia Feng preferred to think that it was he who had desecrated the Dragon God, although he was mostly in a passive situation...

"Why would you think that?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

"Just tell me if my guess is right or not."

"It's not," Xia Feng rolled his eyes, "A deity violating a human like me? You really can imagine wild things. How could such a thing be possible?"

Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she spoke in a deep voice, "The Evil Clan has a disaster known as the Feast Flower Disaster. She ascended to become the Eight-eyed Catastrophe through daily and nightly unions with the opposite sex. She especially favors those with high talents, high-level Spiritual Artifacts, and Spirit Masters."

"Mr. Xia, if you haven't been threatened by a deity with your life before being violated, then I can't think of any other reason why you go to the Divine Space whenever you're free. What, are you there for awkward chit-chat?"

"..." Xia Feng was somewhat speechless; he rubbed his forehead, "Then do you think there's a possibility that I'm in a romantic relationship with a deity?"

"Heh~"

A light laugh, a laugh with a hint of mockery and disdain. The black-dressed woman's beautiful eyes curved like crescents as she silently looked down at him.

Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly, "No, what does that look mean?"

"I just think Mr. Xia is good at daydreaming."

"Heh, okay, foolish woman, just wait for me to prove you wrong in the future!"

"There's no need to wait for the future, we can verify it now!" Mu Qingtong knew that Mr. Xia had his male pride and would not admit to being violated by an Evil God.

Her beautiful eyes shimmered, and she said solemnly,

"Such Evil Gods who bolster their strength through desire often brand their believers with an Evil Mark on the abdomen. So! Mr. Xia, do you dare to let me inspect the state of your Spiritual Body at your abdomen?"

"Tch, what's there not to dare! Check all you want; if you find an Evil Mark, I'll take your surname." Xia Feng scoffed in disdain.

After all, his abdomen was clean; there couldn't be any damned Evil Mark there.

Swish—

Mu Qingtong lifted the shirt of the man beneath her, revealing his well-muscled abdomen.

She took a deep breath, placed her Spiritual Particles covered palm lightly on the man's navel.

Suddenly, a rosy-red light spread out. Mu Qingtong furrowed her brows and removed her hand, and Xia Feng looked down doubtfully as well.

There, a bright red "Si" character mark could be seen just below his navel. The characters were outlined with faint rosy-red winged rays of light, which extended down into the seam of the pants.

"Eh... Eh?!" Xia Feng's eyes slowly widened in shock.