I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 323 - 298. Mr. Xia, please stick out your tongue.

Living room, under the elegant crystal chandelier.

Xia Feng glanced at Mu Qingtong to his left, then to his right.

He had to admit, when faced with two Mu Qingtongs giving him faint smiles and looking at him with their beautiful eyes, he felt a bit unnerved.

One Destructive Witch was scary enough, two? Xia Feng felt his body couldn't take it. Way too terrifying!

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Curious, Xia Feng reached out to poke the cheek of the doppelgänger, and the skin gently yielded under his touch. With a mild lift of her gorgeous eyes beneath the half-framed glasses, she said, "Mr. Xia, could you not touch me randomly?"

Xia Feng blinked and then turned to the original, asking in confusion, "So what exactly is this doppelgänger? Are you controlling her? Or does she also have her own consciousness?"

"Indeed, the doppelgänger does have her own consciousness," the doppelgänger Mu stated blandly.

The original Mu continued, "However, you can think of it as my consciousness having two bodies, capable of controlling the actions of both simultaneously."

"Additionally, the doppelgänger shares the physical condition, combat abilities, and Spiritual Artifact abilities of the original."

While removing her half-framed glasses, the doppelgänger Mu went on to explain, "Unfortunately, she cannot share the Spiritual Clothes, and is incapable of Spiritual Pressure cultivation..."

As the two Miss Mus took turns speaking, Xia Feng's head shook back and forth speechlessly, "Can't you just speak one at a time? This is giving me a headache."

Having placed her glasses on the coffee table, Mu Qingtong left a residual image on the spot and suddenly flashed right in front of Xia Feng!

So fast! Xia Feng's expression changed slightly, and he instinctively tried to step back, but Mu Qingtong, who had always been standing behind him, suddenly stepped forward and embraced him!

"What are you doing—"

Xia Feng was shocked to his core. Everything happened so suddenly. As he tried to elbow backwards, his right hand was caught by the lady in black behind him, her wrist pulling his arm up to the back of his neck. His left arm was grasped by the lady in black in front of him, pulled above his head.

Mu Qingtong's stunning face was inches away, her warm breath teasing his ear. Xia Feng's breath caught in his throat.

The living room fell into a brief silence.

Amidst the breeze, two black dresses fluttered, matching silver hair cascading down, and sandwiched in the middle, Xia Feng's pupils slowly dilated. As the moist red lips of the woman in front of him slowly approached, his heartbeat began to race.

"Mr. Xia, are you expecting something?" the red lips paused, just a fraction away from his own, and Mu Qingtong's teasing laughter sounded from behind his ear.

Xia Feng jerked to attention, jolted into alertness. The Mu Qingtong in front of him stepped back slightly, staring at him quietly, her lips curving into the same teasing smile, "Mr. Xia, what are you expecting?"

Xia Feng: "..."

"Are you expecting us to assault you together?" The Mu Qingtong behind him extended a slender hand, pinching his chin. His neck arched back as if his heart was being tightly clenched and lifted.

"....I am not," Xia Feng managed, somewhat unable to maintain his composure.

"Mr. Xia, just admit you like me. Oh, and you have to say it with your tongue out and panting," the doppelgänger Mu, looking down at him with serene and placid eyes, challenged him, "If you do that, I'll satisfy your expectations."

"..." Xia Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, he clicked his tongue and retorted, "Miss Mu, if that's the extent of your tricks, then you're really quite disappointing."

"You really think I'd be seduced by such things?"

Lifting his chin proudly, Xia Feng smirked dismissively, "Besides, just two Mu Qingtongs? Even if there were a hundred, I wouldn't be scared."

"Miss Mu, your lunch has been delivered."

The waiter's knock at the door broke their conversation.

The two Miss Mus chuckled and patted Xia Feng's cheek, "We'll let you off the hook for now."

"Pfft, as if it's you letting me off the hook!"

...

Over the next seven days, Xia Feng spent most of his time in the presidential suite with the two Mu Qingtongs.

The doppelgänger Mu Qingtong preferred to sit on the balcony reading, while the original Mu Qingtong sat cross-legged on the sofa, eyes closed in meditation.

Xia Feng, with nothing to do, could only read for a while, pretend to cultivate for a bit, and then go to the Dragon God Space to hang out with Evil Dragon Miss.

Additionally, the cunning Miss Mu, taking advantage of her clone being around, challenged him to a fight every day. The two Mu Qingtongs were physically identical, and Xia Feng could only endure being ganged up on and thrashed, often ending up exhausted and unable to get up from bed.

However, when it came to sleeping at night, Xia Feng experienced for the first time what it felt like to be sandwiched between twins.

The presidential suite obviously had three bedrooms, yet the two Mu Qingtongs insisted on cramming into one bed with him. Xia Feng understood that Miss Mu did this on purpose, wanting to see him maintain a proud stance from night till morning, keeping him sleepless all night.

Extremely annoying!

But it has to be said that these past seven days were indeed the most comfortable and relaxed period he had experienced in months.

During these seven days, by continuously and crazily absorbing dragon energy, he managed to raise his spiritual power by another level.

His spiritual power was 598 at Third Rank, and he had previously gained an all-around improvement in physical abilities by advancing to Fourth Rank, including a full 200-point increase in spiritual power. These past few days of intense dragon absorption brought about a qualitative leap of 210 points in his spiritual power.

As his Spiritual Pressure progressed, his daily efficiency in dragon absorption also significantly improved. He could convert up to 30 points per day at the fastest, which in less than ten days amounted to the effects of one Fourth Rank advancement. It was indeed impressive.

[Current spiritual power: 1008Soc]

Above 300 belongs to General Fifth category, 500~1000 is the True Fifth range, and anything above 1000 indicates a spiritual power strength that only a Venerable could possess.

Xia Feng was very satisfied, his spiritual power had gone up by a significant step.

"Mu Shen! Mu Shen! Mu Shen!!"

The excited, unanimous cheers brought Xia Feng back to his senses, and he tilted his head to look through the floor-to-ceiling windows below.

The Spirit Song Competition had already begun.

In the air, ten giant screens formed a circle, with the stage below twinkling with lights.

Tens of thousands of people waved glow sticks like surging waves, and with the climax of the music, screams and cheers seemed to tear the entire venue apart.

"Boom!!"

The giant venue was exceptionally boiling, with screams drowning out the thunder in the sky.

It must be said, the acoustics of the hundred-thousand-capacity venue were extremely good. While there was a downpour outside, inside was a wild celebration with colorful neon lights shining all over, creating a completely different world.

If it weren't for the faint rustle and thunder in the sky, perhaps no one would have known it was raining outside.

Xia Feng, looking through the Eye of Decompilation, glanced at the murky sky outside flashing with purple lightning, furrowing his brows.

"There's a problem," Mu Qingtong, beside him, was the first to share her opinion.

"You stole my line, hey."

Xia Feng had just said this when he suddenly turned around to look, a large group of people were rapidly approaching their room!

The clone Mu Qingtong was already waiting backstage, so it couldn't be her.

"Hide well." The thought from Mu Qingtong echoed in Xia Feng's mind, and at the same time, they both hid in the wardrobe and entered a state of Concealment.

"This is your room, right? Why do we have to hide in this damn place?"

"Shh—"

"Bang—" The locked door was burst open and ten people entered one after the other.

They were all draped in deep red Priest cloaks, with a faint golden thread pattern of a flower inscribed in the center looking like two golden sparrows connected tail to head, forming a circular flower.

Leading them was a middle-aged man in a black tailcoat and white gloves, looking like a butler of some major noble.

"Golden Sparrow?" Xia Feng easily recognized the identity of these people.

As a super-family of the Empire, their "Mother Superior" was the core personality of Yue Hongli.

Seeing this scene, Yue Hongli woke up and became interested.