I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 546 - 514. Coincidence

In the blood-red, hazy world,

three women were racing into the depths of darkness, one after the other.

However, Tang Ruyan, who was at the rear, suddenly stopped, turned around, and vanished on the way back.

Jiang Qiue, cradling Xia Feng, lightly descended above a crimson pillar and turned around.

Xia Feng glanced at the fading figure of Tang Ruyan, then at the approaching elemental nun, his heart filled with confusion.

"The Ark has been given to you. What more do you wish to take from us, Miss Nun?" Jiang Qiue’s beautiful eyes were cold.

Lady Theresa landed on a nearby blood pillar, her white hood veiled with a faint golden cross, her delicate chin slightly lifted. Her gaze seemed to fall upon Xia Feng, her red lips parted to say, "Him."

"..." Jiang Qiue’s slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, her arms around Xia Feng’s waist involuntarily tightening.

"Name your price, how much you wish to sell him for," the elemental nun asked.

Jiang Qiue was somewhat helpless, wondering why so many people were coveting her toy. In hindsight, she should have kept Xia Feng locked up in the secret chamber for his training, never bringing him out, and none of this would have happened.

Shaking her head, Jiang Qiue appeared to have a thought, looking up pensively, "As far as I know, Theresa detests the Dragon Clan, especially Half-Dragons."

"You—you’re not Theresa, are you?" Jiang Qiue’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "Who are you?"

The elemental nun: "....."

At this point, Xia Feng was utterly certain that the mysterious nun under the hood was Miss Mu, but what puzzled him was who exactly Tang Ruyan was and why she was also sneaking around.

Mu Qingtong fell silent.

She realized she had perhaps become too anxious, revealing a flaw in front of Jiang Qiue.

But there was no help for it; she had to come and confirm a truth.

In the past five months or so, Mu Qingtong had been searching for evidence that Mr. Xia was still alive, but all clues were telling her that the irritating man who always provoked her was truly dead!

She understood her self-deception these past days.

The death of her own kind made her angry, baffled, even afraid... she didn’t want to believe or face everything that was happening now.

She had never been one to shrink back out of fear; such cowardice was beneath her.

But facts proved that even Mu Qingtong had weaknesses and had all kinds of human emotions, such as fear, regret...

And like, for example, the emotion called "liking."

Of course, this "liking" was not ordinary emotions like love, familial affection, or friendship but rather a kind of reverence and fondness for one’s own kind, for the strong, known as "same kind of love"—a special feeling incomprehensible to ordinary people...

And it was a feeling she regretted not having expressed to Mr. Xia.

However, what she hadn’t expected was that on this mission to Beiqiu Abyss, she would accidentally discover traces of Mr. Xia.

Before entering the Beiqiu Abyss, in order to better disguise herself as Theresa,

Mu Qingtong had sealed her own memories, only recovering them after entering the abyss.

For this reason, when Jiang Qiue appeared with that boy, she quickly sensed something was amiss because the soul aura of that boy was far too familiar to her, like a beacon, standing there conspicuously.

Especially since the boy’s face beneath the mask was identical to Mr. Xia’s in his childhood, and later, when he quickly mastered the A-grade Spiritual Clothes, Mu Qingtong was completely certain that this boy was Mr. Xia!

She had not immediately used Mind Transmission.

Because for now, she did not know Mr. Xia’s condition, whether he was under Jiang Qiue’s control or not.

However, as it appeared now, her decisions were somewhat mistaken, and Jiang Qiue had noticed something amiss.

Mu Qingtong glanced at the boy tightly held in the arms of the woman in the green dress.

Underneath the fox mask, the boy’s face was youthful, his black pupils blinking at her with a smile, as if to say, "Long time no see."

Miss Mu’s expression was cold and indifferent, her beautiful eyes serene and unresponsive to Xia Feng, only turning to look at Jiang Qiue, about to say something.

Suddenly, the entire space shook.

All three looked up as an old, solemn voice echoed repeatedly throughout the space, "Beiqiu Abyss is closing early—everyone return quickly."

"What’s going on?" Xia Feng wondered.

Without hesitation, Jiang Qiue scooped up Xia Feng and once again transformed into a streak of light, rushing back the way they came.

Mu Qingtong followed closely behind.

Exiting Beiqiu Abyss wasn’t as easy as entering; to leave the place, one needed to go to a designated transmission point.

Of course, aside from the Black Abyss, the other three caves had transmission points evenly distributed throughout, and they weren’t too hard to find.

For instance, around the area where everyone had just gathered, there were numerous transmission points.

What astonished Xia Feng was that at one of the transmission points ahead, a woman cloaked in a nun’s robe, her delicate lower face revealed, stood in front of a golden vortex. As the vortex expanded, she plunged headfirst into it.

Could this woman be Theresa, the second Theresa?

Xia Feng couldn’t help but look back in shock. Miss Mu, disguised as the nun, was still following far behind.

The nun slightly lifted her face, clearly seeing another version of herself ahead.

Xia Feng clearly remembered that there was only one Theresa when they entered the Beiqiu Abyss, and it was likely that Miss Mu, through her connection with the Mushroom, operated using the identity of Elemental Nun Theresa to gain access to the Beiqiu Abyss.

Then this suddenly appearing second Elemental Nun likely wasn’t the real Theresa.

"Whoosh—Whoosh—"

Although doubtful, now was not the time to wonder why there were two Theresas. With just a few seconds left before the Beiqiu Abyss closed, the three of them dashed towards their respective transmission vortexes and dove in.

They reemerged in the Black Moon Church’s plaza.

Not long after, the entrance vortex to the Beiqiu Abyss closed completely.

Xia Feng looked around, noticing that geniuses such as Yan Si, Jin Jili, and Theresa had already returned, scattered around different parts of the plaza, but one person was conspicuously absent—Yeli Kong.

Far off in the sky, the Justice Saint and Tang Ruyan were standing beside Obrian, whispering to each other in low voices.

Xia Feng felt that something was off; the atmosphere in the plaza seemed eerily strange.

Moreover, he had clearly seen two Theresas entering the space vortex, but now only one Theresa was present here.

This undoubtedly suggested that someone was impersonating Theresa?

Of course, Theresa was already being impersonated by Miss Mu, but now there was another person posing as Miss Mu’s impersonation of Theresa...

And this person might have covertly done something to make the atmosphere at the scene somewhat peculiar, Xia Feng speculated.

"Boom boom boom boom!!"

Iron boots stomped in unison as two teams of knights clad in Silver Armor emerged from a suddenly opened Space Gate, swiftly encircling the hooded Elemental Nun.

The Red Bishops of Justice, Elemental, and Black Moon stood on a raised platform, frowning down at the plaza.

Stepping forward from behind Obrian, a Silver Knight with an icy demeanor looked down from above:

"Lady Theresa, someone saw you deliberately sabotaging the Spiritual Particle structures of three transmission points, causing Yeli Kong to be unable to return to the Present Realm, trapped in the Beiqiu Abyss."

"Of course, we do not believe that a Believer of the Element would violate the Beiqiu Abyss Union Convention and commit such an act against a colleague."

"Therefore, we doubt the stability of your Spirit and even the legitimacy of your identity. Please surrender and cooperate with the investigation."