I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 144 - 127. Holy Dissolution Material

"Be careful of Mu Qingtong..."

The warning in He Jianzhu’s words was rather intriguing. Xia Feng knew he also had to be cautious around Mu Qingtong, but wasn’t Mu Qingtong your daughter, He Jianzhu?

And moreover—

Mu Qingtong is right beside me for heaven’s sake!

"What does your mother mean by this?" Xia Feng glanced at the woman in the black dress without betraying his feelings, blinking an unspoken message.

Mu Qingtong smiled slightly, "She often likes to use her powers to create mysteries; just ignore her."

She looked up at the swaying black shadow with countless tentacles in the sky, "Of course, if you’re really curious, you could go directly to her and ask."

"That makes sense."

Xia Feng decided to quickly move on from this topic, his gaze slightly puzzled as he looked at the old woman, "Another question, old lady, but why do you choose to act as a married woman in the Life Roulette?"

The old woman’s face stiffened slightly, and she awkwardly said, "Isn’t it thought to be more tempting that way? Besides, looking at the situation, sir, you indeed came!"

"!" Xia Feng’s eyes widened, "I mean, don’t talk nonsense, alright? I didn’t come here for that!"

Mu Qingtong looked thoughtfully at Xia Feng, "So you agreed to come with me because of this?"

"It’s her talking nonsense!" Xia Feng rolled his eyes, feeling unjustly maligned. Was he the kind of person who liked married women? No, absolutely not!

Next, Mu Qingtong re-asked Uncle Yun’s Spiritual Body those same questions, and apart from not knowing about the Life Roulette, the other answers were almost the same; the old woman hadn’t lied.

Xia Feng then went up to the second floor and discovered that the girl who had never shown her face had all her limbs chopped off, with only her torso left, standing on a chair under a desk lamp that illuminated a color pencil drawing of a family of four.

"Little Wen’s parents and brother have left, and afterwards, she cursed the gods, and this is the punishment the gods gave her," the old lady followed behind Xia Feng, her voice even.

The little girl, with a pencil in her mouth, hung her head low, her gaze empty and mechanical, painstakingly drawing on the paper.

Xia Feng watched quietly for a while, his breath almost freezing.

Feeling something, he looked up at the clock, the minute hand almost imperceptibly moving toward 12, aligning with the hour and second hands.

Suddenly, a shrill sound pierced the dark night, Boom Boom—

Two ink-black tentacles broke through the window, and Mu Qingtong casually eliminated Uncle Yun’s Spiritual Body, her figure flashing as she leaped out from the other window.

By this time, Xia Feng had also reached the sky outside the house, but what slightly changed their expressions was the sight of countless tentacles shooting down rapidly from the clouds, or rather the entire sky, covering every inch of the small town.

With no way to avoid them, in just a moment, both were caught by tentacles that couldn’t be severed around their waists and were violently pulled toward the north.

Fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh— The tentacles intelligently avoided the houses, constantly swaying left and right. Xia Feng felt dizzy, and amidst being battered by the fierce wind, they quickly arrived above an amusement park.

In the center of the amusement park stood a massive tree ten meters tall, adorned with glossy, tempting apples—over seventy of them.

It looked like an enlarged version of the Blessing Tree.

By then, several Spirit Masters were already hanging beneath the Blessing Tree, struggling in terror.

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Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong were also suspended under the tree.

"Yo, some newcomers~" a Gothic Lolita, also wrapped around her waist by tentacles, cocked her head toward Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong.

"Idiot, now is not the time to make friends!" A television man hung on the other side, his screen displaying a dreary face.

"Now is not the time to make friends, so should you make friends after you die?" The Gothic Lolita pouted, her heavily made-up eyes unblinkingly staring at the two, "Hello there, my name is Yuan Zhoulv, what are yours?"

"..."

What a powerful name you have there. Seeing that the two Level 4 bigwigs weren’t panicking, Xia Feng saw no need to panic either and nodded politely, "I’m called Fang Pian."

"Spade." Mu Qingtong smiled.

"Oh?" The television man’s displeased expression instantly turned into a stare, his monochrome visage showing interest, "Brother, your surname is Fang too?"

"Of course~ Why, this brother..."

"All Fangs are my good brothers! Very well, I consider you my friend." His face twisted into a smile, which appeared somewhat eerie due to the flickering black and white, "Oh right, I’m called Square Four, how about that brother, isn’t my name very square!"

"..." Xia Feng was truly at a loss for words with this guy; whether you are square or not, I don’t know, but I am a bit panicked.

"Ah ah ah!!" Just then, a distant scream shattered the friendly atmosphere of making new friends.

The four turned to look and saw a Spirit Master closest to the giant Blessing Tree begin to decay and bleed, eventually turning into a lump of rotten flesh and then rapidly condensing into a shiny red apple, hanging from the tree.

The twenty or so Spirit Masters bound there changed their expressions slightly; it seemed the closer one was to the Blessing Tree, the sooner they were turned into fruit.

"So this is the Spiritual Meat Fruit Tree, famous indeed but even more formidable in person!" Square Four held up his screen, cursing under his breath.

"Spiritual Meat Fruit tree?" Xia Feng asked in confusion.

"It’s what the indigenous people call the Blessing Tree," Yuan Zhoulv scoffed. "Its fruits possess the ability to forcibly compress spiritual particle density, but the side effect is becoming bloodthirsty and aggressive, with a craving for human flesh."

Forcibly compress spiritual particle density? Xia Feng felt a shock in his heart.

Spirit Storage Fruit expands the spiritual space, thereby indirectly increasing spiritual quantity, but the side effect is that it becomes difficult to advance in rank after consuming too much.

However, Spiritual Meat Fruit could directly compress spiritual particle density, directly increasing spiritual quantity while avoiding the problem of difficulty in advancing seen in Spirit Storage Fruit. The effect was nothing short of miraculous, but the side effect was also very apparent.

Spiritual Meat Fruit is akin to human flesh; what Spirit Master could eat it without any psychological burden?

"You mean to say that Spiritual Meat Fruits also exist in the outside world?" Xia Feng suddenly asked.

"Of course," the Goth Loli clicked her tongue. "Spiritual Meat Fruit is priceless in the Grey Realm. Whenever one appears, it requires trading with at least a D Level, even C Level or B Level Spiritual Clothes—not expected to be originating from here."

The so-called Grey Realm refers to the battle zone left from ancient times between the Present Realm and Evil Realm, a place beyond governance, and also a hotspot for many criminal organizations and cults.

Hearing Yuan Zhoulv’s explanation, Mu Qingtong looked thoughtful and looked up at the tree filled with red fruits. "Once a calamity beast chooses a location, it’s very difficult to move, so if it wants to sell the Spiritual Meat Fruit, it can only depend on humans."

"It seems there’s a reason this Calamity Realm has persisted in Zone 51 for over a decade without being discovered."

Xia Feng understood Mu Qingtong’s implication; the Yuanhe Orphanage took in orphans every year who from then on broke off contact with society, yet no one diligently investigated, or perhaps people came here to investigate but were silenced in various ways.

Clearly, there must be some influential person acting as an umbrella of protection for this Calamity Realm, and such influence must benefit somehow...

The Spiritual Meat Fruit might just be one such benefit.

Thinking this, Xia Feng glanced subconsciously at the sky.

"If you say there’s a collaboration between the calamity beast and the nobles of Zone 51," Mu Qingtong said in a calm voice, "the so-called Sky God and other gods are easy to understand."

"The Sky God is the calamity beast, while the ’gods’ are those high-ranking nobles."

"Tsk, tsk~ as expected of the Empire’s nobles, I knew none of these nobles were any good!" The Goth Loli scoffed coldly after hearing the two’s analysis. "The Empire is doomed eventually!"

"I don’t know if the Empire is doomed or not, but we are sure as hell doomed, sis!" Fang Pian swore, "If we don’t come up with something, we’ll all be dead here!"

One by one, Spirit Masters ahead exploded into chunks of flesh, then gathered into fruits on the trees.

Soon it would be their turn.

"A solution? Tsk~ My solution is just to wait for death." The Goth Loli looked disinterestedly with drooping eyes.

"..." The TV Man, seeing his sister also without a solution, helplessly sighed, "Damn, we’re done for."

Xia Feng, seeing the two ready to await death, widened his eyes, "Hey, aren’t you, Level 4 bosses?"

The Goth Loli gave him a sidelong glance, clicking her tongue, "Please, this is a Five-Eyed Level Calamity Realm... no, wrong, I estimate it might even be Six-eyed Level... anyway, it’s a calamity we can’t handle."

"Damn it, our luck has been freaking cursed lately," Fang Pian’s face darkened, "This shitty Calamity Realm actually made the entrance look like a regional teleportation gate; I thought we could reach Zone 51 directly, didn’t expect a hellhole like this!"

Hearing the two Level 4 powerhouses complaining, Xia Feng was utterly flabbergasted. So you really are out of options, just casually chatting and making friends with me here?

Xia Feng had thought these two were confidently handling things, which allowed them leisure to chat idly.

This... this was going to be difficult. Xia Feng pensively looked toward the sky, where countless descending tentacles towered above, a huge shadow sprawling across, vaguely recognizable as an octopus-like silhouette, obscuring the Sky Dome.

"Eh, eh? Brother, look, what’s that?" Yuan Zhoulv exclaimed, pointing at the Spiritual Meat Fruit tree.

Everyone looked over, the TV Man expressionless, "There’s nothing, what are you yelling about?"

"Stupid brother, look at the droplets surrounding that tree, Holy Liquid! That’s Holy Liquid!" the Goth Loli exclaimed excitedly.

Xia Feng’s gaze sharpened, only then clearly seeing countless very small water droplets shimmering with golden light surrounding the base of the giant tree.

"Holy shit! Is that really Holy Liquid?!"

Fang Pian was startled, "Looking at the amount, if gathered together, it’s probably 10 milliliters!"

Xia Feng was also taken aback. Holy Liquid, indeed one of the Holy Dissolution Materials!

Each item of Holy Dissolution Material was extremely difficult to obtain, with the rarity of Holy Liquid being comparable to that of an A-level Spiritual Artifact.

For Holy Liquid, even if it’s just one drop, many Level 4, Level 5, and even Venerable powerhouses would be willing to fight.

The uses of Holy Liquid are many, such as, when absorbing 100 milliliters, one could achieve a temporary Holy Release for twelve hours; additionally, it can significantly enhance spiritual power, repair damaged Spiritual Artifacts, and of course, its most crucial function is still as one of the Holy Dissolution Materials.

Holy Release is an ability only S-level and some A-level Spiritual Artifacts can possess, representing the ultimate perfection of a Spiritual Artifact’s abilities.

Should one achieve Holy Release, a Spirit Master owning a high-level Spiritual Artifact would see their combat prowess terrifyingly enhanced.

However, due to the extreme scarcity of Holy Dissolution Materials, very few have completed a Holy Release.