I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 518 - 486. The Order of the Holy Daughter

Mu Feng?

Who gave you permission to change my name... Xia Feng grumbled inwardly, but said nothing, as the name Xia Feng was indeed quite conspicuous.

It was well-recognized by quite a few people.

Ah, is this the trouble of being too famous? Xia Feng mused while continuing to absorb the honey.

With the childhood portrait of the masked man, Jiang Qiue easily found his identity in the Empire’s database. When she matched it to Xia Feng, she was actually somewhat surprised.

The masked man, legend has it, Sirius, was actually a 19-year-old student?!

However, this student’s experiences were indeed abnormal. Barely half a year after joining Weiyang Academy, he was arrested by the Black Moon Church on suspicion of being the heretical Eternal Day Saint Child, and a warrant was jointly issued by the Imperial Holy Department.

Since his escape from Area 51, Xia Feng had not appeared before the public eyes for a full year.

Unexpectedly, the encirclement and suppression of Sirius five months ago, turned out to be targeting Xia Feng!

Jiang Qiue thoroughly reviewed Xia Feng’s data and had to admit that this person was indeed an exceptional genius, breaking directly from a First Rank Spirit Master to General Fifth Spirit Master in less than seven months, a record-breaking promotion speed!

Even Huang Ye, who was hailed as the greatest genius of ancient and modern times, couldn’t achieve this.

It was for this reason that Jiang Qiue confirmed Xia Feng as the legendary Sirius. With such a degree of talent, he could only be Sirius.

As for the Q-faced man who fell into the Space-time River, he was probably a friend of Sirius, or perhaps a companion.

After all, when she first met the masked man on Witch Island, he seemed to have fond feelings for the Q-faced man.

Thinking of Witch Island, Jiang Qiue’s mood inadvertently soured.

Back then, in the Shuilian Cave on Witch Island, Xia Feng humiliated her at will, using some strange Spiritual Artifact that could excite people, grasping her sensitive points...

Jiang Qiue considered herself a magnanimous person, but she always remembered this deep grudge in her heart.

After all, it was far too humiliating!

However, with the death of Sirius, this humiliation also dispersed like smoke.

Staying alive was the most important thing; she couldn’t be bothered to hold a grudge against a dead person.

As she pondered, Jiang Qiue’s beautiful eyes returned to Xia Feng sitting in front of her. Those dark, large eyes were earnestly gazing at her, which made her gaze pause, and her complexion became somewhat unnatural.

Even though she knew Xia Feng’s consciousness was actually the will of the bee swarm, a personified artificial intelligence, and not the resurrected Xia Feng,

she still felt some shame, frowning and coldly commanding, "Don’t look at me."

"....." Xia Feng lowered his dark pupils and stopped looking at her.

Xia Feng could tell that this woman held a grudge against him. If she knew that he was actually Xia Feng himself, not some bee swarm consciousness...

The consequences were unimaginable.

Half an hour later.

Xia Feng finished absorbing his daily portion of honey. Just as he was about to sit back in his original spot, Jiang Qiue fastened her collar, turned around, and at the same time, a command of consciousness came: "Follow."

Xia Feng was overjoyed in his heart, finally able to go out.

He kept a straight face and quickly caught up.

But to his disappointment, even with the presence of the bee swarm consciousness, Jiang Qiue still did not let down her guard. She fastened chains to his wrists and ankles, marked his forehead with an unknown blue imprint, and carved runes he couldn’t understand on his lower abdomen, palms, and soles of his feet.

Coming to the outside world,

it was an elegantly furnished bedroom, with a luxurious and soft bed neat and tidy, a brown teddy bear sitting next to the pillow.

From the wear on the teddy bear’s wool, it was evident that Jiang Qiue had the habit of holding the teddy bear when sleeping at night.

Combining this with his extremely cautious behavior, it was clear that this foolish fox was deeply insecure, Xia Feng analyzed in his heart.

Once human Spirit Masters advanced to Fourth Rank, they hardly needed sleep. If they did sleep, a quick nap of about ten to thirty minutes per day was enough. Normally, it wasn’t a problem for them to go without sleep for a week or even a month.

Of course, if they expended too much spiritual power, they would need more sleep to recover.

Additionally, some Spirit Masters were naturally inclined to sleep more due to the unique nature of their abilities.

Under the command of the hive consciousness, Xia Feng blankly climbed onto the bed and lay flat, the elegant crystal chandelier above making his eyes spin.

No wait, what the heck was this foolish fox up to?!

Soon, Jiang Qiue emerged from the dressing room, no longer wearing her fairy-like, ethereal green dress.

She had changed into a dark silk nightgown with straps, her delicate and fair legs stepping out and soft cotton slippers decorated with cute pink rabbits touching the floor as she approached the bed. When she arrived, she reached up to remove the hairpin from behind her head, and her neatly bundled hair instantly fell into a messy cascade over her alluring shoulders.

Sitting down, her long legs lifted, and the cute pink rabbit slippers were neatly placed on the floor next to the slightly smaller cat cotton slippers.

Jiang Qiue leaned against the right side of the bed, hugging a stuffed bear in one hand and picking up a black book from the bedside table with the other, spreading it open.

Suddenly, countless streams of light burst forth and spread open in the air.

From the corner of his eye, Xia Feng could clearly see that the light stream screen was cluttered with dense text and images, reminiscent of a mobile software for receiving various messages. As Jiang Qiue’s slender fingers swiped, the stream of light continuously scrolled upward.

Xia Feng vaguely made out a few phrases.

"Beiqiu Abyss nearing opening"

"Saintess Olivia soon arriving"

"Saintess Nai Xue to soon"

"The Pope’s decree"

"Location of the Holy Relics"

This must be a Black Moon Church internal communication method, Xia Feng guessed, but... Nai Xue was also coming here?

It had been quite a while since he had last seen that one.

As he pondered, Xia Feng’s attention was drawn by "Location of the Holy Relics," but sadly, Jiang Qiue’s slender finger quickly swiped away, opening up a message interface and tapping lightly a few times, seemingly replying to some messages from her subordinates.

Holy Relics? What was that, Xia Feng wondered curiously.

Thinking it over, he slowly turned his head, batting his large eyes innocently as he stared openly at the screen.

The screen displayed a chat interface with someone named "Chevi Knight."

[Holy Daughter, I have investigated clearly. Mu Qingtong is Xia Feng’s ex-fiancée, but they broke off the engagement half a year ago, and now she is a secretary in the 19th District’s Holy Department. As for Saintess Nai Xue, she also once lived in the 50th District. After the Cha Family was destroyed, Pastor Miao adopted her and she joined the Black Moon Church branch in the 51st District. Saintess Nai Xue knew Xia Feng from childhood; they are suspected to be childhood sweethearts.]

Jiang Qiue’s beautiful eyes narrowed as she turned to glance at Xia Feng and asked lightly, "Interested?"

Xia Feng’s pupils dilated slightly as he frowned in confusion, "Interested? ...In what?"

Seeing Xia Feng’s somewhat dazed expression and the tuft of hair wobbling on his head, Jiang Qiue pursed her lips, glancing at the stuffed bear in her arms.

She furrowed her brows, promptly moving the stuffed bear to one side and then looked up to command in a calm voice, "Get up."

Xia Feng sat up straight, and a new command echoed in his heart: Lean into my arms.

Xia Feng: "....."

No wait, she imbued me with the will of the hive mind just to be a teddy bear substitute? Does she not remember I’m her enemy?

But...

Well, a real person is indeed more interesting than a doll, and they have warmth, too.

Despite his inward mockery, Xia Feng slowly turned around.