I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

After nearly twenty days of Yin Yang cultivation, Xia Feng's overall abilities had once again slightly improved.

His Spiritual Pressure was only a hair away from breaking through the critical point of True Martial Realm 1.

In terms of overall efficiency, it was somewhat faster than Mu Qingtong's solo cultivation.

Of course, it wasn't much faster, given Mu Qingtong's extremely high talent, the Yin Yang Mirror's cultivation could at most accelerate the Spiritual Pressure speed by about 1.5 times compared to her own.

But for the two of them, that was enough.

Time is life.

What's more, Yin Yang cultivation also brought extra enhancements in strength, agility, and spirit.

While he pondered, the "Gateway to the World" had already formed, and he took a deep breath before stepping through.

Once again arriving at the Sealed Land, Xia Feng looked around with some confusion at the scene below the Divine Rank.

Nearly a hundred candy sticks were scattered in front of a large freezer.

He took a few steps forward.

Inside the freezer, where the candied hawthorns had disappeared, only the Little Dragon Lady stood alone in the center, as if she had been waiting there for thousands of years, turned into a motionless sculpture.

Xia Feng frowned and turned to look behind him.

Under the majestic and desolate World Tree, only the skeleton of the dragon's head remained dignified, with the unceasing Gray Fire swirling around the back of the Divine Throne; Dragon God lay back to it, her starry skirt cascading over her exquisitely lovely curves, seemingly deep in sleep.

However, as Xia Feng gazed, the snowy dragon tail coiled around the ankles under the starry skirt quietly retracted, hiding back under the skirt along her sleek legs.

Xia Feng pursed his lips, bent down, and respectfully clasped his hands: "Dragon God, I am very sorry, the past two months I have been … on the run, so I have broken my word once again."

...

There was no slight stir from above the Divine Throne, all was quiet.

Xia Feng bowed his head and listened carefully, only hearing the even and gentle breathing of the sleeping Evil Dragon Miss, along with the rustling of the leaves brought by an unseen breeze.

After about ten seconds of silent waiting, Xia Feng took a deep breath and directly ascended the steps.

Buzz!!!

But as soon as he set foot on the first stair, he felt an unprecedentedly high concentration of Evil Power ahead, even developing a certain aggressiveness.

Xia Feng's expression remained unchanged as he absorbed it all, though the pressure made his steps somewhat laborious, yet it wasn't difficult to walk, and he soon reached the end of the Divine Rank, close to the Divine Throne.

The woman in the starry skirt remained backturned and asleep, as if she hadn't sensed his presence at all, showing no intention of waking.

Xia Feng's gaze silently followed down the lazy curves perfectly outlined by her starry skirt.

The only exposed crossed snow-white feet were eye-catching.

Evil Dragon Miss's foot was slender, with the little flesh there seeming to be focused in the arch, soft and plump like a cat's paw pads, tender and pale pink, and the arch itself beautiful, transparent and smooth.

Xia Feng looked again at the sleeping Evil Dragon Miss, then lowered his gaze to the nearby snow-white feet, blinking his eyes, rubbing his chin, and muttering excitedly to himself:

"Dragon God, since you have fallen into a deep slumber, even if I defile your sacred feet, you probably wouldn't know, right!"

"!"

On the beautiful arch, her shiny, sexy toes bore a natural cherry red with a hint of subtle Spiritual Light, like plump pomegranate seeds, shimmering red with a hint of clear pink, truly enticing.

Following Xia Feng's eerie words, the overlapping exquisite arch of the foot tensed, remaining rigid, motionless.

Xia Feng reached out and directly grasped the cool, soft arch.

In an instant, Evil Dragon Miss's arch tensed even more, with her plump, pink glossy toes curling up, their manicured nails shining with a smooth, moist luster...

Pinching the pomegranate-like toes and scratching the cat's paw-like pink soles, before finally engraving "Feng" on the sensual ankles...

Playing for a while, Xia Feng looked up but saw Evil Dragon Miss still quietly sleeping with her beautiful eyes closed.

Thinking over it, Xia Feng shook his head dismissively and boredly complained, "Ah well, it's not that interesting anyway. Dragon God, your feet are quite ugly."

"!!"

Her calf flexed irritably, with a kick—the soft soles of her feet instantly landed on the believer's abdomen.

Xia Feng's eyes widened, frozen in place.

The woman in the starry dress also stiffened. The round puffy toes seemed pressed firmly against the solid ground. She quickly retracted her small feet back under her starry dress, no longer stretching them outward.

Xia Feng, coming to his senses, silently waited another ten seconds, but the Dragon God was still deep in sleep.

"Dragon God, it seems you're still not awake. That kick was just a subconscious reaction in your sleep."

Xia Feng lay sideways on the Divine Throne, reaching out and wrapping his arms around the starry-dress woman's slender waist, deliberately trembling with excitement in his voice as he approached her burning ear,"Since that's the case, even if I embrace you tightly from behind and shamelessly violate your peak, you wouldn't know, right?"

"!!!"

Xia Feng's body fit snugly against the starry-dress woman's lazily curved side, but absurdly, Dragon God was too tall—his height of 1.9 meters made him seem childlike.

However, this wasn't much of an issue.

As he embraced her tightly, the soft, slippery shoulder of Evil Dragon Miss under his chin trembled noticeably.

His lips and nose breathed lightly at the snow-white neck and scarlet-hot earlobe of Evil Dragon Miss, a few strands of cloud-gray soft hair lazily hung low, tickling his brows and eyes.

His left hand, once positioned, boldly activated the excitement ring, yet found it to be completely ineffective.

This believer... Disi still clenched her divine eyes shut tightly, her fist tight within her sleeve. This believer was really becoming more audacious!

Did she really think she would indulge him so?

Xia Feng tried to use the excitement ring again, but there was still no response.

Feeling the believer's unrestrained violations, Disi's eyes remained closed, her breathing even, her long, beautifully curved lashes beginning to flutter lightly, yet she still chose not to awake.

As her burning earlobes drew in the warm breath and low voice of the believer, he spoke seriously, "Dragon God, I think I should explain further. I really didn't have the time to come here these past two months; I wasn't intentionally breaking my promise."

I'm sleeping and can't hear you! What's the use of explaining to me? Disi tightly pursed her lips, her eyelids trembling slightly then settling calmly as she fell deeply asleep.

Although the believer was seriously explaining, his actions continued to shamelessly violate her. But she was sleeping; she couldn't feel the violation! She was unaware!

Even though, in reality, she could still sense changes in her environment even while asleep.

But now she was in a very deep, thorough sleep—the kind of sleep from which one would not notice anything unusual upon awakening...so her unawareness was quite reasonable.

However, two months was too long, accurately speaking, 62 days 7 hours 57 minutes 18 seconds! What urgent matter in the outside world could keep a believer so busy?

"Dragon God, since you're not speaking, it seems you're tacitly forgiving my broken promise!"

The believer pushed aside her soft hair, his thin lips violating her neck up to her earlobe, his tone unusually respectful, "So, Dragon God, I will continue to shamelessly desecrate you!"

"..."

Disi's lips remained tightly sealed, her eyelids fluttering lightly...

However, suddenly, her delicate brows furrowed, her dainty nose twitching slightly.

The pure scent on the believer's body had changed...

Changed to...

A filthy scent left from harvesting Primordial Yang, and highly filthy from multiple harvestings!

Startled, Disi abruptly opened her eyes.