I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 738 - 706. Assimilator

To output 10000 Soc of spiritual power, only 1 Soc is successfully transmitted into Jiang Qiue’s soul. The transfer efficiency is very low.

But currently, there are no good spiritual clothes to improve the transmission efficiency.

Spiritual clothes that belong to the spiritual category are already rare, and those that can improve the efficiency of spiritual power transmission are even rarer in this world.

Essentially, those with this function are all S-Class spiritual clothes.

Therefore, even Mu Qingtong cannot temporarily create a high-efficiency transmission method, and can only waste it like this for the time being.

Cha Naixue watched the pitiful Nine-tailed Star God silently by the side, feeling emotional. Heaven has finally opened its eyes; it is finally not me who is suffering this time.

Sister Qiue, since we are sisters who face adversity together, it’s your turn to endure these two disgusting perverts’ sadistic interests.

Mentally cheering for your struggle~

Cha Naixue’s inner play is actually quite rich.

"Enough—enough, you two! I can’t stand it... I don’t want spiritual power! I don’t want Dragon Blood, it’ll be okay!" Jiang Qiue hurriedly shouted to stop them.

It’s supposed to be transmitting spiritual power, but she... she’s naturally sensitive, and even just this would make her react, wanting to...

She really couldn’t withstand the joint humiliation of Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong, this couple of scoundrels.

Luckily, she soon regained her strength, suddenly straightening her waist and pushing Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong away.

Her spiritual power hadn’t really recovered much, but it was enough to keep her conscious and able to act.

Her ethereal beautiful eyes fiery, coldly staring at Mu Qingtong.

Mu Qingtong frowned slightly, glancing at her, and simultaneously used Xia Feng’s sleeve to wipe his middle and index fingers, seeming somewhat disdainful.

Jiang Qiue: "!"

"Alright, stop messing around. Since you’ve recovered," Xia Feng looked up to the higher places, "we will head to the top of the tower."

Just as he said this, he opened the Holy Knight Space, bringing the three women traversing upward.

This tower is indeed very tall; when reaching a height of 9000 meters from the ground, only then did Xia Feng see the deep black whirlpool-like tower top.

"This is about the height of the tropopause, right?" Xia Feng glanced at the endless abyss below, shook his head, and continued flying up, entering the whirlpool at the tower top.

Instantly, the view changed.

The space was dark and without light.

But if you looked up, you could see the myriad stars.

A long river made up of countless star fragments rushed from the unknown void, hanging above the nine heavens.

Finally, it fell into this black cliff, forming a sacred and grand Star River Waterfall.

Xia Feng and the four emerged from the darkness, and the magnificent image of the Star River Waterfall was then reflected before them.

In front of the Star River Waterfall, there was a Void Platform patched and joined by fragmented meteors.

The four landed on the platform, looking far ahead.

A middle-aged woman clad in a long white-gold robe stood in front of the Star River Waterfall.

It was the Miao Master.

But it seemed the state of the Miao Master wasn’t good, her face pale, her breath feeble, furrowed brows staring at the Star River Waterfall.

Seeing this, Cha Naixue was about to stride forward, Jiang Qiue hurriedly pulled her back: "Wait."

Cha Naixue paused, seeming to think of something, unconsciously stopping her steps.

Miao Master slowly turned her head, upon seeing the four, her gentle gaze showed some surprise, "Nai Xue, why have you come back again?"

"Anyway, come over. Just so happens, you’re the only one who can unlock the seal of the Star River Waterfall."

Xia Feng did not let Cha Naixue go over, just asked in confusion: "Why are you still alive?"

Miao Master lifted her gaze to him, shook her head: "The Red Moon descended into the Present Realm using my soul as a channel, it’ll take my Spiritual Base, but it won’t take my life."

Xia Feng looked at Jiang Qiue, Jiang Qiue nodded, "There is such a type of Star Descent Ceremony."

So that’s how it is... Xia Feng used the Eye of Decompilation to scan Miao Master’s spirit, as she said, her Spiritual Base collapsed, Spiritual Pressure dissipated entirely, leaving only a solitary, unprotected sphere of Spiritual Quality suspended.

All the cultivation of the Holy Realm was lost.

Seeing no problems, Cha Naixue breathed a sigh of relief, moved her feet forward, but was pulled back by Jiang Qiue holding her collar again, stepping back.

Seeing this, Miao Master understood and was not angry, just resigned: "I know what you’re worried about, but as the vessel of descent, Moluo wouldn’t let that Purple Mist erode me; it doesn’t benefit him."

Jiang Qiue’s ethereal beautiful eyes were indifferent, cautiously shook her head: "The assimilative thought of Purple Mist directly acts on the Spiritual Quality, inheriting memories and emotions; merely based on your words cannot prove whether you are still Miao Master."

This was also Xia Feng’s concern. Although Moluo took the Thought Cage Core and all the Purple Mist in the city when he left.

But now there’s no way to know the extent of the Thought Cage Core’s function; is it that after being eroded by Purple Mist, one is forever assimilated, or can one recover as long as they leave a certain range around the Thought Cage Core?

If it’s the latter, that’s fine to say.

But if it’s the former, then the millions of citizens of this city, nearly ten thousand Black Moon Knights, the Pope...

They are all assimilators now!

They will continue living as usual, but most likely, the thoughts and consciousness within have long changed into a monster.

Because of this, there’s no way to judge now whether Miao Master is truly Miao Master, or a monster cloaked in Miao Master’s flesh, spirit, memories, and emotions.

Upon this thought, Cha Naixue shivered slightly; she really couldn’t accept Miao Master turning into this kind of monster.

Seeming to think of something, her beautiful eyes squinted slightly, purple glow flickering in her pupils. Instantly, in this dark space, countless streams of information only visible to her converged toward her left eye like a vortex.

Nailuo’s Eye can see up to three days into the past.

Using this method, she could check what happened here, whether Miao Master was eroded by the Purple Mist.

But unexpectedly, no matter how she urged Nailuo’s Eye, all she got was nothingness until her complexion turned pale and her body weakened, still not seeing anything past.

"How is it?" Xia Feng supported her back, puzzled.

Cha Naixue shook her head helplessly: "It failed, this place is somewhat special."

"Miao Master, it seems your precious disciple doesn’t really trust you, huh." At this moment, a hoarse, mocking sigh sounded suddenly.

Someone else?! Xia Feng turned his gaze, quickly locking onto the source of the voice.

It actually came from the Star River Waterfall.

Only to see the waterfall filled with starlight gradually become transparent, revealing the presence behind.

There was a man.

His long white teaching robe was elegant and noble, hanging on his back was a light gold sacrificial robe engraved with a Black Moon, his handsome appearance, with a monocle on his right eye.

He sat cross-legged in the Star River Waterfall, his whole person subjected to the downward flood of the waterfall.

Son of the Pope, Dipus? How come it’s him... Xia Feng was startled.

Previously in Lidong City, he saw this person twice at the Heavenly Lantern Pavilion and Sky Fortress, his introverted personality veiled with rebelliousness, leaving a profound impression.

Now, his handsome cheeks seemed faintly parched, looking like he wasn’t in a good state.

However, Dipus’s smile remained warm and gentle: "If I say, I have a way to distinguish ’assimilators’, would you all like to hear it?"

Although Xia Feng was curious about what Dipus was doing cross-legged in the Star River Waterfall, and where the S-Class Spirit Paper was, he was attracted by his words, showing interest: "Go ahead."

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