I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 986. Increased Weight
Seeing Ke Yanqing's gentle demeanor, still immersed in the play, Xia Feng couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

He couldn't quite tell whether this woman was part of Hua Shen's plan or whether she was deliberately keeping him here.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, his eyelids drooped as if he were a little sleepy, and then he pushed the wheelchair wheels with both hands, about to slide out of the center of the platform.

"Sister Qing, I'm really sleepy. I want to go back to sleep."

Seeing that Xia Feng ignored her and wouldn't listen to her at all, Ke Yanqing frowned and quickly pressed Xia Feng's hands down.

"Hmm?" Xia Feng looked up in confusion, paused, and seemed somewhat uneasy. "Sister Qing, you..."

"Are you hiding something from me?"

As he spoke, he shook his head, covered his forehead, and his expression changed, as if he were trying to remember something.

Ke Yanqing knew that the curse of the Heart of Lund would turn Xia Feng's false memories of being her younger brother into reality, while automatically rationalizing his identity as the K-mask.

However, there are still many bugs, and once you realize something is wrong, your memory will become confused.

Without giving him even a moment to think, Ke Yanqing grabbed Xia Feng's wrist, forcefully pressed him against the back of the wheelchair, and coldly commanded, "Look at me!"

Xia Feng looked up and realized that this woman did indeed have a mission to prevent him from leaving this place. This cloud platform was a trap, the center of some kind of formation.
"Take off your mask!" Ke Yanqing continued coldly, leaving no room for argument.

Xia Feng's eyes twitched almost imperceptibly, but he still removed the mask, revealing his true face.

Ke Yanqing had seen Xia Feng's photo, and after comparing it with the K face in her memory, the face shape indeed matched perfectly.

Their eyes met, Xia Feng frowned slightly, and sighed helplessly, "Sister Qing, you...you want it again?"

With her enemy right in front of her, Ke Yanqing's pupils dilated, and her whole body trembled as if she were struggling with something. At the same time, Xia Feng pushed the wheels again, "You can come back with me, I'll do whatever you want—uh~!"

His thin lips were suddenly covered by hers, and her red lips and delicate nose, carrying a soft, fragrant scent, crashed into him, causing the boy in the wheelchair to tilt his head back.

Ke Yanqing wrapped her arms around Xia Feng's neck, a fleeting, almost imperceptible look of contempt and hatred flashing in her cool, beautiful eyes.
But as Xia Feng's large hand climbed up, his methods of wantonly humiliating her were exactly the same as those of the K-mask man in her memory, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, shaking like a leaf.

"Qing, Sister Qing, there are still many clansmen outside. Is this really okay?"

however,
The foolish K-mask looked up at her with respect and fear, as well as a sudden sense of dread at discovering her madness. The ridiculous sight of this enemy being kept in the dark inexplicably gave Ke Yanqing a strange sense of pleasure, and her cheeks burned hotter than ever before.

"Sure, why not!" Her tone was cold, but her voice trembled. "I won't go back to do it; Sister Qing wants to do it now!"

Bow down.

Xia Feng: "."

"I have to say, you really went to great lengths to keep me here in the center of this cloud platform," Xia Feng thought to himself.

He was only 70-80% suspicious at first, but Ke Yanqing's madness made Xia Feng completely certain that the formation set up by the three thousand Golden Sparrow Clan members below was 100% aimed at him.

If this guess is correct, then Hua Shen knew about him from the very beginning, and even kept an eye on him.
How much does the goddess Hua actually know?

His three disguised identities—Conan, the K-mask, and the Abyss Saint (the Spade Man)—were known to Hua Shen long ago.

As for the Abyss Saint, judging from Hua Shen's confidence in his ability to resolve the spiritual artifact poison, she probably already knew about his identity.

This was very strange. Xia Feng was puzzled. Not many people knew the specific abilities of his spiritual weapon. Where did Hua Shen find out?
Or perhaps she only knew a rough outline from somewhere? And the information she had wasn't complete? As he pondered this, he suddenly realized that his pants were gone.

Xia Feng's dark pupils widened involuntarily. He quickly looked around. Looking out from the misty cloud platform, below, the earth was covered with countless Golden Sparrow Clan members prostrate, strange and mysterious chants hummed, and a magnificent light from the ceremony shot into the sky.

Somewhere ahead of the ranks of the tribesmen, Kovis, who was lying prostrate on the ground, looked up as if he had something in mind, his gaze sharp as lightning as he looked toward Yuntai, his brows furrowed deeply.

Xia Feng's legs sank, his pupils contracted sharply, and he turned to meet Ke Yanqing's gaze, which was filled with a captivating, sinister allure.

Has this woman really gone mad?!

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On the ink-painted land, three thousand Golden Sparrow tribesmen formed a semi-circular array, with the cloud platform located directly above the center of the circle.

In addition to the central gimbal, there is another gimbal suspended in the middle of the missing semicircle on the other end.

Two figures were standing on the edge.

On the right is an old woman wearing a crimson divine robe, with long, drooping eyebrows; she is none other than the maidservant Jin Xiangfeng.

On the left was a black-haired girl wearing an ochre-red kimono, her hands clasped in front of her abdomen, her pale face expressionless, her features delicate like a doll, her chilling, lifeless pupils fixed on the cloud platform where Keyanqing was.

This person is none other than the maid He Zi.

"Well, is the Blood Erosion Cage complete?" the old woman asked, her voice hoarse, tilting her head.

"It's done."

The girl in the kimono, like a doll, slowly tilted her head, her tone mechanical and hollow: "But to be on the safe side, the attendant still needs to continue forming a bond with that person to deepen it."

"Oh, poor Dad, being played like this by you wicked women." Suddenly, a clear, melodious laugh rang out from behind.

The old woman turned around and saw a blonde woman in a white coat, hands in her pockets, slowly emerging from the mist.

She was tall and slender, with long, narrow almond-shaped eyes behind a white mask, which curved slightly with a smile: "By the way, don't kill my dad, or I'll fight you to the death."

Jin Xiangfeng frowned: "He is a servant of the Imperial Censor. After this is over, the Imperial Censor will definitely kill him."

"Oh, I don't care then." Kikyo Ayame stared quietly at the old woman with her phoenix eyes, and said indifferently, "This is what your mother promised me. The power of the Guhua belongs to you, and Xia Feng belongs to me."

Jin Xiangfeng frowned even more deeply.

"Alright, human, you don't need to worry about it." Kikyo Ayame said calmly, "Your mother probably wants Xia Feng to die a horrible death even more than Ke Yanqing, but for the sake of unifying the star positions, she can be more patient than Ke Yanqing."

Jin Xiangfeng was taken aback. Did her mother hate Xia Feng that much?
But thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, Xia Feng, a mere mortal, had been in possession of the power of the Guhua for so long, and that in itself was an unforgivable crime.

As she spoke, Kikyo Ayame paused for a moment, then looked up and said, "Your mother is looking for me, so I'll go ahead."

She left Yuntai shortly after arriving. Jin Xiangfeng shook her head. In fact, she still didn't understand the identity of this blonde masked woman.

“She’s connected to Mojin,” the eerie doll-like girl beside her said.

"Huojin?" Jin Xiangfeng was stunned again, puzzled. "Isn't Huojin helping the Burning Heaven Saint Lord deal with Mother?"

(End of this chapter)