I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 1030. Mu Jiuyue

September? What the heck?
Upon hearing this name, Xia Feng felt inexplicably uneasy, a sense of dread washing over him.

*Snap!* The woman in the black dress snapped her fingers.

The surrounding space suddenly distorted, and eight purple cracks appeared.

Eight elegant figures emerged from the crack.

Xia Feng stiffly turned his head and looked around. Eight women in black dresses, with long silver hair flowing down to their slender waists and the ends of their hair dyed with a gradient of mauve and violet, exuded an elegant and intellectual air.

There were eight identical Mu Qingtongs.

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Eight pairs of clear, cold golden eyes all turned to look at him. Xia Feng's heart jumped, his throat went dry, and his fear intensified.

Nope.
"Or to be more precise, this cultivation method should be called..."

"Mu Jiuyue"

"Miss Mu, this joke isn't funny."

"Mr. Xia, I'm not joking with you."

Mu Qingtong smiled faintly, her tone unusually gentle, "The Killing Stone is indeed difficult to bear my spiritual power, so in order to consume my spiritual power, in addition to storing it in the Killing Stone, I also created more than twenty clones in one go."

"If it weren't for taking into account Mr. Xia's capacity to withstand the strain, we wouldn't have only sent eight clones today."

"!!"

It was a calm narration, but Xia Feng felt it was the whisper of the devil.

The World-Destroying Witch! Truly utterly evil! She cannot be judged by ordinary standards!
Seeing eight figures in black dresses and high heels approaching, Xia Feng's eyes twitched, and he quickly spoke up:

"Miss Mu, the reason why tea bitches and foxes can act as assistants to construct the dark side of the moon is because they have self-awareness and their own spiritual foundation and spiritual quality."

These clones of yours are still you, sharing your spiritual foundation and essence, but they can't form the dark side of the moon!

As he finished speaking, Qingqun and Xuequn flashed forward, blocking the eight clones, their delicate brows furrowed.

If it were just one or two clones, it would be fine, but with all eight of Mu Qingtong's golden eyes looking at her at the same time, there was an inexplicable sense of terrifying pressure.

At that moment, Mu Qingtong's true form tossed two milky-white fruits to them.

"This is the 'Spiritual Enlightenment Fruit.' After consuming it, your consciousness can possess my clone, achieving a shared understanding between souls."

In this way, my clones can use your spiritual foundations and essences to construct the dark side of the moon. Although you can only observe from the sidelines with your consciousness, it will not affect your comprehension of the moon's outcome.

"Even with my talent, your comprehension will be better than it was in April."

"So, Chana Yuki, Jiang Qiu'e, do you want April, or do you want to go with me in September?"

"." Jiang Qiu'e and Chana Xue exchanged a glance and fell into deep thought.

"?" Xia Feng's eyes widened. Wait, why are you guys even thinking about this?!
"Hey! You two!"

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Seeing that they ignored him, Xia Feng took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Miss Mu, what were the success rate and mortality rate in September?"

"The success rate is 82%, which is 6 percentage points higher than what you were going to do in April. Mr. Xia, my plan is clearly better."

"What about the mortality rate?"

"70%." The woman in the black dress said calmly. "?!" Xia Feng exclaimed in surprise, "No, how come the mortality rate is still so high?"

The mortality rate was 88% in single-month periods, 76% in double-month periods, 4% in April, and 70% in September.

The mortality rate in September was only slightly lower than in the other two months.

The woman in the black dress ignored him, shifting her gaze: "Gentlemen, what's your decision?"

Cha Nai Xue stared blankly at the milky white fruit in her hand. She had to admit that, in this stalemate, the conditions offered by Mu Qing Tong were indeed very tempting.

Consuming the Spirit Enlightenment Fruit allows one to experience the process of comprehension under Mu Qingtong's talent, which is undoubtedly another great opportunity.

"You should also understand that if a real fight breaks out, it will result in mutual destruction. So why not choose this compromise, which is neither February nor April, but September?"

Mu Qingtong's devilish whisper was incredibly seductive. Xuequn and Qingqun exchanged another glance, nodded silently, and whispered, "Okay, let's choose this compromise."

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compromise
"Compromise my ass! You guys may have compromised, but I'm going to be the one who suffers!" Xia Feng was sweating profusely. He was currently on the bright side, and as the one who was suffering, he could only endure three months of the dark side's blows at most, which was already the limit.

But if he spends eight months in the dark, he'll be driven insane.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is that with a 70% mortality rate, this plan is still very dangerous.

Mu Qingtong has really gone mad!

"Fox, tea bitch! We're in cahoots!"

Faced with Xia Feng's anger, Cha Naixue didn't dare to meet his gaze. She simply pursed her lips, turned her face away, and pinched her skirt sleeve with her fingertips, pretending not to hear.

"I have a question." Jiang Qiu'e didn't look at Xia Feng, but stared intently at the woman in the black dress, her voice clear and ethereal, "When our consciousness is attached to your clone, will we share your physiological senses?"

The woman in the black dress raised her beautiful eyes calmly: "Don't overthink it. You're just having your consciousness attached to me, like watching a movie. I still control the body and senses. September is just an unusual double month; it's between Mr. Xia and me, and has nothing to do with you."

"Huh?" Chana's disappointment was evident; she had thought...
Jiang Qiu'e nodded without showing any emotion: "Okay, let's begin."

"Let me explain the specific process for the September results. In each round, you will possess two clones to create the dark side of the moon, and together with me, you will attack Mr. Xia's bright side of the moon. This will be repeated for four rounds, creating eight clones and eight dark sides of the moon. After four rounds, this process will repeat nine more cycles, for a total of thirty-six rounds. In the thirty-seventh round, all eight dark sides of the moon will be present."

The women in green and snow-white dresses listened intently, while Xia Feng listened with utter despair until he heard that there would be a total of eighty-one rounds, at which point he completely lost his composure.

"Cha Naixue, Jiang Qiu'e! If you two just joined forces with her, you're dead!!" Xia Feng stared coldly at the two women.

Chana blinked and whispered, "Xiao Feng, this stalemate isn't going to work either. Miss Mu's suggestion of September is quite good, and the mortality rate is lower than in Shuangyue."

"Stop wasting time talking to him, let's begin." The fox tail behind the woman in the green dress swayed, her fairy face expressionless. "However, Mu Qingtong, the mortality rate is still 70%. If you really die, don't blame me for not warning you."

The woman in the black dress nodded slightly, retrieved the silver-haired girl carrying the scythe, and then looked around.

The clatter of high heels echoed as they approached the French windows.

This fictional world also has a moon. The lonely moonlight shines through the thin mist and clouds, through the glass windows, and falls a few patches of clear light on the edge of the building's living room.

Moonlight was also one of the conditions for the outcome. After confirming that the moonlight here was also useful, she turned around and said, "Move Mr. Xia over here."

Jiang Qiu'e used her divine powers to move Xia Feng to the front of the French windows.

Xia Feng is not good at moving on his own, let alone using his abilities to move, but others can still move him as long as they do not disrupt the stability of the particles within his body.

He was powerless to resist; his vision blurred, and the glass curtain wall of the building was right in front of him.

(End of this chapter)