Mu Qingtong's golden pupils lifted slightly.
Nai Luo Space.
Indeed, it might be possible to use Cha Naixue's Spiritual Artifact indirectly to see if I can et Mr. Xia in the future, that would naturally an that Mr. Xia could certainly be resurrected.
Seeing that the woman in the black dress finally beca interested and looked at her seriously, Cha Naixue leaned back against the sofa and said indifferently, "Mu Qingtong, now we can have a proper chat, can't we?"
If it weren't for the fact that she had to consider Mu Qingtong's relationship with the Peach Organization, Cha Naixue wouldn't have bothered having a polite conversation with this little noblewoman.
After all, although Mu Qingtong is registered in the Holy Departnt as a First Rank Spirit Master, Cha Naixue was well aware that with the help of the Peach Organization, Mu Qingtong had acquired Second Order strength.
Mu Qingtong hid her true power from the outside world.
But that was all.
Being rely a Second Order Spirit Master, if Cha Naixue had the intention to abduct and torture her, this little noblewoman wouldn't have been able to endure it.
"Hum——"
However, at that mont, the Array outlined in black and white beneath the sofa suddenly unfurled, countless black and white lines writhing into the air like serpents.
Cha Naixue's pretty face stiffened with shock, and before she could react, the black and white lines had already entwined around her entire body. The tightening lines perfectly outlined the curves of her graceful body, causing her dress to cave in.
Only then did Cha Naixue realize that this building was actually a Divine Relic!
And having entered the Bronze Building, which required the sealing of her Spiritual Pressure, she was swiftly trapped and bound.
It must be said that Cha Naixue found she not only made miscalculations regarding Xia Feng, but occasionally also with Mu Qingtong.
Mu Qingtong dared to take action against her so brazenly, not afraid of her identity as the Black Moon Saintess.
The woman in the snow dress writhed on the sofa in a humiliated pose, her purple pupils, however, remained calm as she looked up and said coldly, "Mu Qingtong, have you gone mad?"
The woman in the black dress closed the book on her lap, stood up, and walked slowly to the front of the sofa.
Cha Naixue had just managed to sit up when the black-dressed woman delicately pinched her finely-chiseled chin. As Cha Naixue's increasingly indignant purple eyes t her gaze, the woman with golden pupils looked down at her from above and spoke lightly, "Cha Naixue, until Mr. Xia's resurrection, you need a new master."
Cha Naixue, baffled, "?"
—A new master?!
"Accept a Guardian Slave Contract and recognize as your master. I'll give you thirty seconds to consider," said Mu Qingtong gently, as if discussing everyday matters, "otherwise, you'll just have to die."
Cha Naixue's purple pupils contracted slightly, "?!!"
She could feel that this woman was serious!
Cha Naixue finally gave in, her face tense with anger, "Give a reason."
"You know too many secrets of Mr. Xia." Mu Qingtong's explanation was succinct; before Mr. Xia's resurrection, it was essential to eliminate all potential risks for him, like this uncontrollable Black Moon Saintess.
"You an that I would betray?" Cha Naixue said incredulously.
"Naturally."
Cha Naixue's eyelids twitched with anger, and she took a deep breath, staring coldly at the woman in black, "If I were going to betray, would I have co to find you willingly?!"
"Because you foolishly think that I don't pose much of a threat to you."
"..."
"You have five seconds left to consider."
Mu Qingtong pinched the chin of the woman in the snow dress, glanced casually at the clock, and began the countdown.
"!!!" As the chill of death descended, frustration and annoyance flashed through Cha Naixue's beautiful purple eyes, this little noblewoman... she really didn't know what was coming!
In fact, Cha Naixue actually had an ace up her sleeve to resist, but upon further thought...
She decided to endure humiliation for the sake of future revenge! For now, she would submit to this woman, but one day, she was determined to beco Xia Feng's master and humiliate this Mu Qingtong severely.
Yes, she decided to continue as a female slave! After all, having been the childhood sweetheart's female slave already, becoming the fiancée's female slave wasn't sothing she couldn't accept.
After all, she would be able to beco the master soday...
"2—1—It seems you do not agree," the woman's gentle voice fell, and Cha Naixue's expression stiffened, emotionless,
"I agree!"
...
The Guardian Slave Contract took effect once again.
The woman in the snow-white dress was surrounded by innurable scarlet runes, flocking to her like homing birds, converging around her waist to form a flushed Heart Wing Mark, quietly vanishing from sight.
Cha Naixue felt the mark behind her slender waist, her complexion was not looking good.
But it was alright. At least it wasn't placed on her abdon; Xia Feng's mark was planted there, which felt very wrong.
Patting Cha Naixue's sowhat disheveled hair, Mu Qingtong elegantly leaned back on the sofa once more, her long legs in the black dress gently crossing, her gentle voice softly speaking, "Alright, start your prophecy."
Mu Qingtong's actions were extrely insulting. Cha Naixue clenched her fists in secret, noting each humiliation brought upon her by the other, took a deep breath, and her eyes suddenly shone with intensity.
Her pale purple pupils dissolved into countless specks of Spiritual Light filling her sockets like a cosmic explosion, with innurable stars rapidly converging and rotating within them. Her entire aura transford, becoming ethereal and divine.
The more significant the future foretold by the prophecy, the more Faith Points it required. She had accumulated many Faith Points by now, which should be enough to see the desired vision.
At the sa ti, a vision appeared in her mind—
The world resembled an oil painting, its canvas entirely black except for a twinkling of starlight at the center. Upon closer inspection, one could see that it was a star-clad woman depicted in oil, holding a broken skull in her hands, her half-closed eyes overflowing with golden light.
That light was like a sword, piercing straight into Cha Naixue's eyes.
"Spit—" Blood spilled from the corner of her lips, her body weakening.
The countless stars recondensed into her purple pupils. Cha Naixue's beautiful eyes lifted, returning to normal, while a scarlet streak of blood trickled down her cheek.
Mu Qingtong furrowed her brows, "What's the matter?"
Cha Naixue's face was pale as she quickly sketched the vision she had seen.
Mu Qingtong intently examined the drawing, focusing on the skull held by the star-clad woman, her heart filled with mounting confusion.
The star-draped woman was almost certainly the so-called Dragon God.
But what did this painting signify? It didn't seem to predict that Mr. Xia would be resurrected. Instead, it looked as if the Dragon God would co for her, aiming to steal Mr. Xia's head from her hands?
"What does this represent?" asked Cha Naixue, her voice filled with apprehension.
She could feel that things related to Xia Feng and himself were of high importance. This ambiguous painting was the limit of what her prophecy could reveal.
Mu Qingtong carefully stored the oil painting, stood up, and said, "Alright, you may leave."
Cha Naixue: "???"
"Mu Qingtong, don't go too far," Cha Naixue said coldly, "I have the right to know the tru—"
Her displeased words halted as a faint electric current began spreading from below her waist and hips. She clenched her thighs, irritatedly glancing at the woman in the black dress before quickly striding away.
She had arrived full of doubts and left with the sa doubts, along with the marks of sha. Cha Naixue felt she was naturally at odds with this Mu Qingtong.
It seed that ever since she had introduced Little Feng to Mu Qingtong as a fiancé, nothing good had happened.
After Cha Naixue left, the woman in the black dress stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for a while, overlooking the mortals below the clouds.
The lights had just begun to illuminate the city, and the night deepened.
...
At the sa ti, unbeknownst to anyone in either the Present Realm or the Evil Realm, in a mysterious place nad "Evil River," a light orb resembling a fetus had completed its nurturing, on the verge of breaking free.
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