I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Fortunately, the Nash Saintly Armor is an A-level Spiritual Artifact, and after Xia Feng's optimization, the Holy Knight Space with its A-level Space Ability, albeit somewhat limited, was still not completely unusable.

With a single step, he shot up into the sky, fleeing to the north.

The Gothic towers in all four directions emitted strong auras from the Charming Spirit Clan, with two Six-eyed and two Five Eyes, coupled with the Spider Man and Huaze Tuo, confronting them head-on was not a wise choice.

First, he had to find a place to hide and think long-term.

"Space Spiritual Artifact?"

Upon witnessing Xia Feng suddenly disappearing, Spider Man and Huaze Tuo furrowed their brows and quietly waited for several tens of seconds, but Xia Feng did not reappear.

This indicated that his Spiritual Artifact was of a high level and could resist the Calamity Realm's rules of forced pulling.

"To think that brat has actually run away," Spider Man said, visibly annoyed.

Suddenly—

Pink lights flickered as the Array closed in. Huaze Tuo, unhurried, still had a smile playing at his lips as he gazed toward the north and chuckled lightly, "Interesting."

"What do we do now?" Spider Man asked, tilting his head.

"No matter, that little mouse won't get away," Huaze Tuo said with a calm gaze. To him, that human had already been marked for death.

Even if he had managed to escape for the moment, his fate was sealed.

After all.

According to the rules of the Calamity Realm, if a member of the Charming Spirit Clan did not acknowledge him within 24 hours, the Charming Spirit Queen would be able to know his exact location and easily strike him down.

Under such rules, unless one possesses abnormally strong mental hypnosis abilities that can control the consciousness of Charming Spirit Clan members, to the Charming Spirit Queen, it would simply be a matter of whom she wished to kill.

Thus, this place was a certain death trap for that human.

Right then, a Charming Spirit with a purple peach-heart tail flew up to the tower, expressionless, "Lord Huaze, I will continue the hunt for that human. It is time for you to pay respects to the Princess."

There is no sun in the Calamity Realm, nor a day; the moon's movement across the sky marks the twenty-four hours of a day.

Paying respects meant that every day at moonrise, they must go to the Charming Spirit Princess's sealed location, offer greetings, and cultivate a marital relationship.

And today was the last day for such respects; tomorrow the Charming Spirit Princess would step out from the sealed location, and they would marry, completing his plan.

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Xia Feng continued northward, finding this damned place vast, predominantly featuring Gothic architecture with a dark aura.

The streets were rather clean, with sparse pedestrians, including humans, Evils, but mostly the Charming Spirit Clan with their swaying peach-heart tails.

They walked in pairs, chatting and laughing.

Xia Feng had heard that the Charming Spirit Clan was the most accepting of humans among the Evil Clan, and though he had his doubts before, it now seemed to be true.

The number of humans and Evils in this Calamity Realm was quite substantial, both men and women.

Had it not been for the swaying peach-heart tails, Xia Feng almost thought he had returned to the Empire.

After disguising himself with the Bronze Mask, Xia Feng blended into the crowd, and soon saw an eerie construction that made his eyelids twitch.

It was a red pavilion built at the roadside, reminiscent of a phone booth phased out a hundred years ago in the Empire.

Inside, two female Charming Spirits were comforting each other, and as the atmosphere grew hotter, the streetlamp on top of the booth shone brighter.

Illuminating the passersby around it.

The booth was made of opaque material, so their friction was unknown to passersby, but Xia Feng could see everything clearly through the Eye of Decompilation.

Walking past, Xia Feng noticed at least ten such booths along the street, set at intervals of every few dozen meters, with the lights above them mostly always on, indicating Charming Spirits in activity within them.

As Xia Feng pondered, he suddenly turned back vigilantly.

He saw three tall and shapely female Charming Spirits gathering behind him. Their slightly pointed tongues licked their rosy lips as their flirtatious faces lit up with excited, playful smiles, "Human, where is your master?"

Xia Feng: "....."

The leading blonde Charming Spirit opened the door of a nearby pavilion, where a human woman was already lying inside, her body twitching. The Charming Spirit chuckled lightly, "We're just missing one root, and since her master isn't around, let's drag him in. Today's going to be fun."

Hearing this, the two Charming Spirits beside her swayed their heart-shaped tails excitedly and walked straight toward Xia Feng, their pink eyes sparkling with excitement.

"....."

Xia Feng's eyelids twitched as he glanced at the increasingly dangerous and narrowed vertical pupils of Evil Dragon Miss. He leaped into the Holy Knight Space once again, vanishing from sight.

After this incident, Xia Feng realized that he should not have disguised himself as a human. Even though his appearance was plain, in this special world where men were scarce, even the ugliest man could be coveted, humiliated... or worshipped as a male deity.

Damn it, when can men finally take a stand! Xia Feng lamented for the men of this world.

Learning his lesson, Xia Feng transformed into the guise of a male Charming Spirit and emerged from the shadows.

The Charming Spirit Clan did have males, but their status was even lower than that of human males.

This was because their cultivation talents were inferior, and their yang energy was sparse, easily played to death, lacking the abundance of yang energy humans had.

This meant that the male Charming Spirits usually only served as decorative objects, handling internal affairs for their masters on ordinary days, incubating new Charming Spirits, nurturing human infants, and taking care of children.

In reality, there were many races within the Evil Clan with yang energy tens or even hundreds of times that of humans, but sadly, for the Charming Spirit Clan, the appearances of those races were somewhat bizarre, and they couldn't bring themselves to consume them.

For this reason, human males became their preferred food, followed by human females.

The Charming Spirit Clan fed not only on yang energy but also on Yin Energy; both could enhance their strength, but yang energy had a better effect.

As Xia Feng pondered, he suddenly stopped, his ears twitching.

"Did you see him just now? That was Lord Huaze, so handsome! I really want him to—"

"Shh! You fool! Do you have a death wish? That's Princess Nanxi's man, how dare you covet him?!"

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? The current queen is Irena. Even if Yi Nanxi has become a Spiritual Artifact, so what? Can she turn the world upside down?!"

"Ah, I don't even know what to say to you, she's still the princess after all. Even if she doesn't get along with the queen, you..."

Their conversation faded into the distance.

The reason why Xia Feng subconsciously stopped was that he heard a keyword that piqued his interest—Spiritual Artifact?

"Dragon God, do you know what 'Spiritual Artifact' means?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

"....."

After a long while, seeing no response, Xia Feng turned back in confusion only to find the woman in the starry skirt staring absentmindedly at a pavilion.

The heart-shaped tails of two Charming Spirits inside intertwined, entering each other's...

Seeing this scene, the woman in the starry skirt pursed her lips instinctively and slightly furrowed her delicate brows, seemingly lost in thought, while her skirt-concealed dragon tail swayed restlessly from side to side.

"Dragon God? Dragon God!"

"....."

"Evil Dragon Miss!"

"Ah! Ah?" The woman in the starry skirt jolted back to reality, tilting her head to meet the half-narrowed black pupils of the Believer.

"!" Her ears turned red in a flash, and the snow-white tip of her tail shook frantically, her toes curling up as if seeking a crevice to hide in—ugh, what am I even thinking!