I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

"....."

Three seconds passed, and the Fox Woman in front of him showed no signs of convulsions or rolling her eyes.

Xia Feng blinked and once again focused his thoughts.

Another three seconds... still no reaction.

Ah, damn, Xia Feng felt a bit annoyed. Was that sly fox actually able to find a way out?

Just after his rebirth, the first thing he did was check the state of the Guardian Slave Mark. It was perfectly intact, with no signs of sealing, destruction, or other abnormalities.

That's why he dared to boldly humiliate this fox.

But unexpectedly, the fox somehow managed to completely ignore the compulsory contract Rule Power, even though the Guardian Slave Mark was intact.

Jiang Qiue wrapped her arms around Xia Feng's waist, hugging him like a large doll, pulling him close into her arms.

Xia Feng hadn't yet grown back to his nineteen-year-old size, so he wasn't very tall, just the right height to fit snugly in Jiang Qiue's embrace, who was one meter seventy.

"You've had your fun with this doll for so long; it's time to pay some interest back."

A soft voice sounded, and Xia Feng felt two sharp fangs suddenly pierce his neck. Just as he wanted to raise his hand, two fluffy fox tails suddenly wrapped around his wrists, pulling them upward as if in surrender.

At the same time, two other silky fox tails trailed down his back, their tips trembling excitedly, entangling like a DNA double helix, probing towards the gap at the base of his spine....

"!!!" Realizing the fox spirit's intention, Xia Feng's scalp exploded, his body frantically struggled backward, but the slender white arms of the fox spirit tightly locked his wide back and waist, making it all in vain.

Jiang Qiue!! Suppressing his anger, Xia Feng quickly tried to mobilize his Spiritual Particle to prepare for action, but to his shock.

The Spiritual Particle operated normally, yet he was unable to externalize it to form Spiritual Clothes.

A thought flickered; he tried to activate the Spiritual Artifact!

The Spiritual Artifact... also couldn't be used!

This is insane, what the hell is happening?!

Xia Feng finally began to panic, his confidence and arrogance gone. He could clearly feel the presence of the Spiritual Artifact, but for some reason, he just couldn't use it.

"Hong Li! Wake up, your master is in danger, help!" He cried out in his mind.

Similarly, Yue Hongli also remained unresponsive.

Damn it!

"Fear, panic, confusion... I never thought I'd ever see such delightful emotions on you."

The moist breath moved from his neck to his ear, the clear voice cold and devoid of emotion, "Xia, did you ever think this day would come?"

"....."

Xia Feng's expression gradually stiffened, but fortunately, the two fox tails at his backside were just hovering outside and hadn't gone further.

He coughed, trying to keep his tone even and devoid of anger, sincerely saying, "Jiang Qiue, I think we can have a good talk."

"Talk? Hmm."

Jiang Qiue's ethereal eyes half-closed, her long lashes casting shadows, tightly hugging this big doll, feeling the warmth of his solid chest providing a sense of security, savoring the revenge brought by his frightfully trembling emotions.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?" She said in a cold, clear voice, shaking her fox tail, as if teasing.

The doll in her arms indeed grew more fearful under this dangling threat, his body tensed, his chest and arms hardening, his fist bones cracking, yet he didn't dare make a move on her or insult her.

It was this feeling—this humiliation and the shame of not daring to resist—that Jiang Qiue held deep in her bones! So, seeing Xia Feng in such a state, she naturally found it incredibly satisfying.

Feeling the fox's hidden emotions of revenge beneath the icy facade, Xia Feng clenched his back teeth, hiding the coldness in his eyes, smiling, "Jiang Qiue, I can see that even though you have the ability to shield the Guardian Slave Contract, you can't directly remove it, and this shielding ability has a time limit, right?

"So, once the time limit expires, you will still be affected by the Guardian Slave Contract!"

"....." Jiang Qiue didn't like Xia Feng's gradually returning confidence, this overbearing attitude was very irritating,

"Even if there is a time limit, so what?"

In her cold and beautiful eyes, the well-hidden craze, like ink, gradually seeped out, revealing arrogance and malice, "Xia, you're in my hands now, mind your words."

"....."

The fox tails slowly creeping towards his back, Xia Feng's spine stiffened, his mouth twitched, finally yielding, speaking urgently,

"Alright, alright, I'll watch my words, is that enough?"

The fox tails paused.

Xia Feng took a deep breath, his attitude as sincere as possible, respectfully saying, "Honorable Nine-tailed Star Lord, Angel King Hila Your Majesty, and Black Moon Saintess, haven't you always wanted to dissolve the Guardian Slave Contract? As long as you are magnanimous and willing to spare me today, I will dissolve the Guardian Slave Contract, how about that?"

Jiang Qiue's Immortal Cheek remained cold and expressionless; she didn't like to smile, but Xia Feng's sudden deferential and reluctant demeanor made her lips involuntarily twitch.

But remembering her maintained aloof persona, she kept a straight face, speaking softly, "Hmm, is that all?"

"What else?" Xia Feng was taken aback.

"With just one condition, you want me to let you go?" Jiang Qiue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

"Fox, I advise you not to push your—"

"Hmm?" Jiang Qiue raised her exquisite little face.

".... Fine!" Xia Feng gritted his teeth, "Tell me, what other conditions will make you let me go."

Jiang Qiue lifted Xia Feng and placed him slightly ahead.

She wore a silk nightgown over her shoulders, reaching past her hips, with a long fluffy tail spreading out from under her hips, half lying on the soft bed, half becoming Xia Feng's shackles.

Her long legs lightly lifted, the round thigh tightly wrapped in over-the-knee ice silk, temptingly pressing into her flesh. She pinched the edge of the thin stocking, gently sliding it down her smooth snowy thigh, the sheer silk water-like, rolling down her leg, ankle, toes....

The petite ankle glistened like a red crystal, her toes rounded and plump, her long leg sweeping past Xia Feng's eyes.

Xia Feng's breathing stilled for a moment, vaguely, he seemed to see in the midst of the fox tails, lush petals blooming in spring.

Xia Feng's gaze turned strange; was this fox... going commando?

Noticing Xia Feng's gaze, Jiang Qiue pursed her lips, her cold face pretending not to see, only pressing down her nightgown afterward, tossing the ice silk stockings in her hand onto Xia Feng's face.

Looking down upon him, she blandly commanded, "Use this item to pleasure yourself in front of me."

Xia Feng's hand, holding the ice silk stockings, froze for a moment: "?!!!"

"Are you damn... a pervert?" Xia Feng incredulously looked up at this fox.

A pervert? Jiang Qiue's beautiful eyes narrowed, "Xia, it seems you've forgotten the wicked things you once did?"

"Huh?"

Seeing his incomprehension, Jiang Qiue's anger grew, and the long-suppressed humiliation finally found release, speaking coldly, "You've forgotten, but I haven't!"

Speaking coldly, she conjured a light blue cylindrical wood carving, tossing it in front of Xia Feng's legs.

"That day, you humiliated me with this object. I said then, I would never share the sky with you! The shame beneath the skirt will be repaid a hundredfold."

Looking at the wooden stick that rolled over, its surface rugged, faintly inscribed with the fading character [Feng].

Seeing this, Xia Feng suddenly realized.

Previously, after returning from the Evil Realm and reuniting with Miss Mu, Miss Mu had humiliated Jiang Qiue with this object; he did nothing to stop it and instead added fuel to the fire, ruthlessly humiliating Jiang Qiue's... tail heart.