I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 183 - 165. The True Purpose of the Archbishop

As Mu Qingtong shouted, Xia Feng’s eyes cleared, and he suddenly became sober!

"Hm?" The faint sound of a woman inside his head exclaimed in surprise, "A woman’s voice? Little Feng, who is she?"

Xia Feng’s eyelids twitched, realizing he had been careless; he hadn’t expected Sister Yi to be able to exercise spiritual control directly through sound, regardless of distance.

If it hadn’t been for Mu Qingtong, he might have really dropped the ball.

"Gong Changyi, what do you mean by this?" Xia Feng asked in a displeased tone.

"Oh, don’t be mad, Little Feng. Sister was just teasing you~"

"Haha~" Xia Feng couldn’t be bothered to engage further, casually tossing aside the Blood Eye Mask, breaking the connection.

"Little Feng~ Little Feng?"

"Hm? Are you still there?"

"Hey— where are you!"

"Ran off again...."

"Tsk~"

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"Just now, thanks." Xia Feng looked up at the woman in the black dress, his tone serious.

Mu Qingtong slowly lowered her hand, furrowing her brows and speaking softly, "Be more careful from now on. Your spiritual power is so weak, don’t just touch anything willy-nilly."

"I know, I know," Xia Feng replied helplessly, "This was purely an accident, I didn’t expect the sound to also directly affect the spirit..."

"Hey! Can you two stop chatting? Are we still getting the White Jade Glass or not?" The woman in the snow dress stood under the tree, her little face covered with some mud, her lips pursed unhappily.

"Coming, coming."

Xia Feng walked to the tree with another person, Cha Naixue holding a palm-sized flower resembling a white lotus in her hand, its stamen emitting a milky-white halo, and the petals crystal clear like glass.

"This is indeed White Jade Glass." Xia Feng nodded in satisfaction, then turned to the woman in the black dress, "Let’s go, Miss Mu, let’s find a place to advance to Third Rank!"

Mu Qingtong was taken aback, unsure, "Now?"

"Of course, time waits for no one."

Along with the White Jade Glass, there were also two grams of Ice Glaze Soil, a Fourth Rank material with water as its spiritual nature.

Although Xia Feng’s spiritual nature was water, he naturally did not need this stuff.

"Cha Naixue, you were just missing Ice Glaze Soil, right? Here, take it."

When Xia Feng handed over the Ice Glaze Soil, Cha Naixue paused, "You, you said you wouldn’t give it to me..."

"What, you don’t want it? Then, okay—"

"I want it, I want..." Cha Naixue hurriedly held Xia Feng’s big hand, her lips pursed and her cheeks slightly red, hesitating for a moment before saying softly, "Thank you."

"There’s no need to thank me." Xia Feng smiled, patting her somewhat disheveled hair, "Just remember your role as a female slave."

"..." The joy that had just risen in Cha Naixue’s heart instantly disappeared, her face expressionless as she looked up, her purple pupils staring at Xia Feng.

Unconcerned, Xia Feng gently patted her delicate cheek and turned around, "Let’s go, we’re heading back to the underground laboratory."

Cha Naixue glanced at the Ice Glaze Soil in her hand, carefully placing it securely.

The Black Moon Church had 90% of the spiritual materials below Third Rank, but starting from Fourth Rank, the materials became extremely rare, especially this Ice Glaze Soil, which not even the main Church Court might have.

Now that she had already gathered the other materials, with the addition of Ice Glaze Soil, the materials needed to advance to Fourth Rank were ready.

Now, all she needed was to raise her Spiritual Pressure to the peak of Third Rank, which would take some time.

Once she advanced to Fourth Rank and then to Fifth Rank, the Church Court would assist her... Facing the trivial Xia Feng after reaching Fifth Rank? Haha~

By then, Xia Feng would probably regret giving her this Ice Glaze Soil today.

Cha Naixue stared at the figure of her childhood friend in the distance, her beautiful eyes flickering with a cold light. Her current plan was to quickly enhance her power and then reverse the Guardian Slave Contract!

Making her childhood friend become her male slave! By then, Xia Feng would have no choice but to Dual Cultivate "Dual Moon" with her even if he was unwilling.

Back in the underground laboratory, more than three hundred people sat dazedly on the ground, staring blankly. Jiang Zhizi still held her Zhi Zi flower, obsessedly staring at it, muttering something under her breath.

Looking at these people, Xia Feng shook his head helplessly, wondering how they would manage to live in the real world in the future.

"Alright, Cha Naixue, Miss Mu and I are about to be promoted to Third Rank, and we need you to act as our protector. Don’t let anyone come near."

Cha Naixue was somewhat surprised; she hadn’t expected Xia Feng to trust her this much.

After all, if she suddenly struck during the critical moment of Xia Feng’s promotion, she could seriously injure the demon.

"Sister Nai Xue, I trust that you, as a female slave, are aware of your duties and won’t cause any trouble." Xia Feng patted the woman in the snow-white dress on the shoulder, flashed a kind smile, then turned and walked towards the room.

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Cha Naixue: "..."

Mu Qingtong glanced back at Cha Naixue and whispered, "Mr. Xia, are you sure she won’t attack you?"

"Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems." Xia Feng replied with a confident smile. Of course, there would be no problems because I don’t actually need to be promoted~ Thus there’s no such thing as a critical moment for promotion.

"Miss Mu, let’s hurry, you better be quick. I usually promote very fast," Xia Feng said with a corner of his mouth lifted, boasting, "I insure I’ll succeed first."

"?" Mu Qingtong gave Xia Feng a cool look. "Not bad, quite confident."

The two stood facing each other across the doorway. As Xia Feng’s flamboyant arrogance met Mu Qingtong’s reserved pride, the door slowly closed and clicked—locked.

Xia Feng blinked in front of the door for a moment, hummed contentedly, then casually sat down on a cold, hard laboratory table.

Now, all that was needed was to wait for Mu Shen to complete his promotion.

However, before that, there was another very important task he had to carry out—

That was the Life Roulette.

Life Roulette had a cycle of fifteen days, and today was precisely the entry time, which was one of the reasons he had rushed back to the underground laboratory.

[Teleportation countdown: 9 minutes]

Time slowly passed, and soon, the scenery changed.

He was still entering as participant number 17; this being his fourth time in this cursed place, he was beginning to feel almost a sense of homeliness.

Walking over to the control panel.

[Current Life Points: (21 + 24) 45]

Ever since he spent 44 Life Points on the Order of Discipline, his account balance had shrunk to just 21 points. However, unexpectedly, player number 16—that old granny from Yuanhe Orphanage disguised as a young woman—transferred him 25 points, making his account comfortable again.

It was time to shop again.

"Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen—"

In the dark abyssal world, a spotlight shone down from the center of thirty-seven tall pillars.

"The fourth round of predation has ended, we now begin—"

The judge wearing a pitch-black mask spread his arms wide, his tone mocking, "The Basic Sacrifice Stage!"

Xia Feng, who was idly resting his chin in boredom waiting for the evolution stage, was startled and looked up. Basic Sacrifice Stage?

What the hell is that? There are rules I don’t know about?

"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, to reward everyone for persevering to this point, a Basic Sacrifice Stage has been introduced prior to the fourth evolution stage—"

"The rules of this stage are simple. Please look at the panel."

Xia Feng looked down.

[Basic Sacrifice Stage: Sacrifice 9900 Lost People, to gain 100 Life Points!]

[Lost Person: Those who have lost hope in life, lost basic emotional responses, no longer hate, no longer love, manipulated by others, akin to mechanical beings]

[Sacrifice method: Touch the ’Lost Person’s’ soul with a Spiritual Artifact, Life Roulette will automatically count]

Upon seeing these rules, Xia Feng’s pupils constricted sharply, "Lost... Lost People? Damn, so that’s it!"

He finally understood. No wonder the Garden insisted on tormenting those people.

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They could have provided better services for the nobles but chose instead to invest more money and effort to rehabilitatively repair those broken commoners or noblewomen and reuse them.

Looking at it this way, it became clear... The purpose of the garden owner, or rather the Archbishop, was actually Life Points?

At that thought, Xia Feng was shocked. Over the years, the orphanage had sent at least two thousand people to the Garden, but now only three hundred remained.

So, those who disappeared were probably already in the hands of the Archbishop, ready to absorb and sacrifice the Lost People after leaving the Life Roulette.

Of course, two thousand was just a conservative estimate; who knows how many Lost People the Archbishop had collected over the years.