I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 483 - 451. Mu Qingtong Confesses

After grasping the Green Bone Tracking Skill, Mu Qingtong took out two palm-sized compasses.

The surface of the compass was adorned with twelve mysterious stars, while several needles moved and intercrossed.

This was the Shadow Compass, which could project the scenery around the Vice Compass in real-time onto the main compass, thus creating a long-distance surveillance effect.

Mu Qingtong had improved the Tracking Technique in this manner, giving the skill the ability to transmit non-living things, just to try and send this compass over.

To see where exactly Mr. Xia might be...

Or, to see if Mr. Xia was truly dead...

Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes were calm as she laid her palm on the ghastly white skull,

The two compasses in her hands suddenly levitated,

With a buzzing vibration, the Vice Compass was sucked directly into a dark vortex that lit up in the center of the skull.

Xia Feng’s scalp tingled at the sight, and his heart jumped to his throat. He struggled against the grip of the woman in the star skirt on his head, but he was utterly unable to move.

Xia Feng’s pupils dilated, the perfect and enchanting silhouette composed of Evil Dragon Miss’s high-bridged nose and imposing vertical pupils, her lip corners spilling out a sticky-sweet tone that was both grave and captivating.

"Believer, do you acknowledge your wrongs?" Below the star skirt, the adorable tip of her tail wrapped around Xia Feng’s ankle twitched gently.

"I—" Xia Feng, tense with nerves, was just about to admit his fault and hastily ask the Evil Dragon to let him go.

But, before he could finish his sentence, he froze.

The Vice Compass didn’t seem to have transported to his side after all.

Realizing this, while Xia Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he recalled something and activated the Tracking Technique again, his vision shifting.

His vision arrived in a gloomy secret chamber.

In the darkness, nine indigo chains crossed in a spherical formation, creating a cage that enveloped his infant self and trapped him within.

At that moment, right above the infant’s head, the Vice Compass suddenly appeared out of thin air and began to spin rapidly, its central hole emitting a beam of light illuminating the room.

Meanwhile, in the laboratory, the main compass above the skull rotated clockwise as well, with three-dimensional virtual images spreading out.

Mu Qingtong’s fine brows furrowed slightly, her puzzlement directed at the chamber-like space and the baby floating in its center.

"This is..." Upon seeing the baby’s face clearly, her eyes narrowed.

Mu Qingtong didn’t recognize this infant, but judging from the baby’s skeletal features, this was... Xia Feng?

Having studied Mr. Xia’s physiological structure hundreds, if not thousands of times, she was naturally very familiar with his skeletal structure; even the undeveloped bones of the infant stage were recognizable to her.

However, the infant seemed soulless and unconscious, evidently just an empty vessel.

She glanced at the fluffy crib continuously providing energy below the baby, immediately understanding that someone must have used some special means to cultivate a physical body for Mr. Xia.

This was not what she wanted to see.

What she wanted to see was a living Mr. Xia! Not a dead person like this.

"Click—"

But at that moment, a crack formed at the center of the Vice Compass and it directly vaporized into green smoke and dissipated.

Mu Qingtong lost her vision.

In the Church Court, Jiang Qiue looked down at the chamber seen in the mirror, her ethereal eyes flashing satisfaction.

Indeed, just as she had predicted, there were still bizarre methods in this world unknown to her, capable of circumventing her layers of seals to enter the secret chamber.

Unfortunately, it was still Jiang Qiue who remained slightly superior.

However, it seemed that her sealing methods still contained considerable flaws, and she would need to find a way to fix this gap, ensuring that the thief attempting to steal her treasure could never enter again!

Furthermore, realizing the existence of a mysterious person coveting her treasure, Jiang Qiue’s sense of insecurity rose again, which did not sit well with her.

Therefore, to secure her position further, she decided to not spare even a single tail to create a fox-tail clone to guard her treasure day and night, ensuring absolute certainty within certainty!

"Teacher, teacher?"

Mystified whispers called her thoughts back, and Jiang Qiue glanced at the three people below the steps.

Surrounded by the outwardly visible A-level Spiritual Particle structures, resembling the Star Sea, stood two men and one woman.

These three were all her students.

"Let’s stop here for today’s class. You all can go back," Jiang Qiue waved her hand and turned to leave.

She was not one to procrastinate. Having decided to secure her position further, she acted immediately.

Time and tide wait for no one.

*

Mu Qingtong wasn’t too concerned about the damage to the Vice Compass, but still, no evidence of Mr. Xia being alive was found. This made her frown even tighter.

Bowing her head, she leaned on the glass platform with both hands, closed her beautiful eyes, and exhaled deeply, her arched eyelids trembling slightly.

"Crack—Crack—"

Silk-like cracks appeared on the glass platform constructed of special materials, quickly spreading.

Mu Qingtong refused to believe that her kind, whom she regarded as her lifelong adversary and was destined to conquer, could just die like that.

This shouldn’t be and couldn’t be!

But it had been over three months.

No matter what means she used, no proof of Mr. Xia still being alive could be found.

All clues were telling her that that Xia guy, who always liked to provoke her, really was dead!

She actually understood...

That she had been deceiving herself for these three months.

The death of her kind made her angry, baffled, and even scared... unwilling to believe that everything was real now.

It also stirred up emotions in her heart like never before, but she always suppressed these negative emotions deep inside, unwilling to face them.

Or rather...

Afraid to face them.

The fact was, Mr. Xia truly was her only weakness, making her genuinely feel what fear was, what hatred was... and experience all kinds of human emotions.

That included...

Regret.

Although she didn’t really know... what she was regretting?

Perhaps she regretted not noticing Mr. Xia’s hidden plans back then; otherwise, he wouldn’t have to take the hit and die for her.

She had planned to use the Empire’s assassination attempt on Sirius as an opportunity to direct a grand, tragic drama, using her own death as a medium to trap Mr. Xia completely in the love cage she had meticulously planned!

But...

Plans are always beautiful.

The reality was, the plan hadn’t even started when the wrong person died...

This made her showdown with Mr. Xia, the idea of making Mr. Xia totally surrender, somewhat laughable.

"Crackling—"

The cylindrical glass platform, centering around the fingertips of the woman in a black dress, continued to crack further—

Spreading to the entire surface, making the platform shake uncertainly as if it could shatter at any moment.

Mu Qingtong slightly raised her eyelids, her pale golden pupils calm as a secluded lake, silently staring at the floating human skull above the platform, quietly facing those hollow eye sockets and cheekbones.

"Mr. Xia, you used to frequently ask me if I liked you, right?"

She suddenly spoke, her cold, pale golden eyes gazing down, her voice soft.

"Now, I can answer you."