I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 138 - 121. Mother of Mu Shen

44 was the limit for all the players in the hall, not Xia Feng’s limit.

In fact, Xia Feng also thought about letting someone else snap up the Class B Spiritual Clothes and then robbing them of it, thereby saving a huge amount of Life Points, but such a move was not secure.

Who knew if the person who got the Class B Spiritual Clothes would be a Fourth Rank bigshot.

It was still safest and most reassuring to get the Class B Spiritual Clothes in hand first.

Moreover, for him, Life Points were very easy to obtain; now his goal was to see who had the most Life Points in their hands and then figure out a way to seize their identity.

So spending 44 did not hurt at all.

After all, the purpose of earning money is to spend it, right?

But when Xia Feng called out this price, the more than twenty still-living players in the hall were all dumbfounded.

Damn, has someone already accumulated so many Life Points?

Number 4 glared at the high platform diagonally opposite him—Number 17—his expression darkened. He had originally thought he had the highest Life Points in the hall, impossible to be outbid.

But unexpectedly, the always silent Number 17 was the real tycoon.

"Fine, you win," Number 4 took a deep breath and completely conceded.

According to his calculations, Number 17’s identity was "Red Rat," and he was "Yellow Rat."

Based on the clockwise color hierarchy of red, yellow, and blue, Number 17 could prey on him, but he could not prey on Number 17—so according to the counter-hierarchy rules, if he killed Number 17, they would both be destroyed by backlash.

But it didn’t matter, he had previously used a skill card to detect Number 17’s strength, which wasn’t strong.

While his own strength was at Fourth Rank.

So if he could find Number 17 in reality, he had plenty of ways to force out the "Rectify Command" from him without killing him.

"Tsk tsk, interesting." Number 9’s mocking voice rang out, "Number 17, you better be careful. Number 4 is a Fourth Rank bigshot; he’ll definitely come looking to settle the score with you~"

A Fourth Rank bigshot, huh? Xia Feng blinked, but what did a Fourth Rank bigshot looking for trouble with Number 17 have to do with me, Xia Feng?

Using the "Serial Number Locator Card," one could pinpoint a player’s location.

But he was not just Number 17, he was also Number 10...

The teleportation mark on the Forest Wand was still there, although the Number 10 identity had been declared dead, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t continue to use this identity.

He even wondered if he could re-enter the Life Roulette as Number 10; he just never dared to try it.

So once he left this space, he could connect immediately with the Number 10 teleportation mark; as for the Number 17 mark, it would be deemed dead due to temporary lack of a Spirit Master link.

According to the rules, the Serial Number Locator Card couldn’t locate a ’number without a Spirit Master link.’

Even if the Number 4 player was powerful, he couldn’t locate him in reality, so...

"I know, many of you will probably come looking for trouble with me in reality, but regrettably, you’re all too weak."

Xia Feng sighed, his tone indifferent, "Number 4, this isn’t aimed at you. I’m saying, everyone present is trash!"

"..."

"!!!!"

"Arrogant!"

"Your sister—kid, you just wait for me!"

"The trees that stand out in the forest, the wind will destroy; Number 17, you’re too conspicuous," Player Number 4 spoke calmly.

With a single sentence, Xia Feng ignited the players present, all clamoring to thrash him; Xia Feng simply scoffed in disdain, then said he lived in the central city of Zone 1, daring anyone with the guts to wash up and come play with him.

His taunt was effective, igniting the atmosphere on the spot.

But Xia Feng didn’t care; he received the notification that the "Rectify Command" had been credited to his account amid the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of the others.

"Congratulations to Player Number 17 for obtaining the ’Rectify Command.’ The next item up for auction is..."

Xia Feng wasn’t too interested in what came next, consumed with opening the panel’s gift package, which unleashed a purple glow as if he had won an Epic weapon in a game draw.

A light purple Spirit Paper condensed in the air, which Xia Feng reached out to take.

[Rectify Command]

[Level: Rare Class B]

It was covered in dense Spiritual Particle structural lines; Xia Feng frowned and looked for a while, vaguely understanding a bit, yet seeming to comprehend nothing.

Relying on Mu Qingtong’s talent, he had learned many Spiritual Clothes, and his understanding of them had significantly improved.

Regrettably, there was a big difference between theory and practice.

He could handle the practical aspect very well, using them effectively, but his understanding of the theory was still very limited.

It was like when he used a computer—Word, Excel, Photoshop, and various office software—he was quite proficient. But if you asked him how these pieces of office software were developed, what the underlying code was...

Sorry, but he was Boss Xia, who only gave orders; Mu Qingtong was the programmer~

He safely stored the Spirit Paper, and the auction phase ended quickly.

The fifth round of trading began, and eight pop-up windows instantly appeared, all from people seeking to trade with him.

"Well, well, I’m pretty popular, huh~" Xia Feng leisurely flipped open Note No.17, noting that Number 17 seemed very concerned about Number 16.

After thinking about it, he chose Number 16 from the eight requests.

As the high platform for Number 16 emerged, a woman’s voice came through, a trembling voice in eager anticipation:

"Number 17, I agree to your terms! Everything you proposed last time, I accept! Just come and rescue me, and you can do whatever you want to me!"

"..."

Although Xia Feng didn’t quite understand what was going on, he quickly grasped the key point, "Anything, you say?"

"....Yes," Number 16’s voice sounded like that of a woman in her thirties, gentle and trembling slightly, as if she were about to cry, "Anything, as long as you’re willing to save me! Please, I’m begging you, my husband is utterly useless, relying on him I’ll never escape this Calamity Realm."

The information was a bit much to process, so Xia Feng needed a moment to digest it.

It sounded like Number 16 and her husband were trapped in a Calamity Realm and couldn’t escape, so she reached out through Life Roulette for help.

She had previously sought assistance from Number 17, but perhaps the terms Number 17 suggested were too... perverse, and Number 16 disagreed, leading to an unhappy parting.

But now it seemed Number 16 was at her wits’ end and had turned to Number 17 once more. After all, Xia Feng’s recent extravagant display made him seem like a very powerful Spirit Master.

Seeing that Number 17 was silent for a long time, possibly hesitating, Number 16 quickly bent her head to manipulate the console, while biting her lip and pleading in a soft voice, "Brother~ all my Life Points are transferred to you! You must come~"

[Ding~ Player Number 16 has transferred 24 Life Points to you, automatically deposited into your account.]

Xia Feng stared, astonished, at the sudden message that popped up on his screen.

[Life Points: (21+24) 45]

He had just spent 44 points, leaving him with 21, but this move by Number 16 had completely flabbergasted him. What was happening?

Was this person trying to usurp his business? It was always Xia Feng giving Life Points to others; this was the first time he had encountered someone giving Life Points to him.

"Brother, I’ve given them all to you, and as for what you said you also wanted, to *me... when you get here, I’ll... do it with you..." Number 16 seemed to muster a great deal of courage to say these words shyly.

Xia Feng rolled his eyes internally, not believing a word of it.

Logically speaking, once the Life Points were in Xia Feng’s account, even if Number 16 ambushed and killed him afterward, she would not be able to inherit the Life Points in his account. Number 16 could only get the predatory kill reward and nothing else.

Unless she had a cheat like Xia Feng.

So Xia Feng didn’t really understand what Number 16 was trying to do.

But no matter, the Life Points were already credited, and he didn’t have to seek out Number 16 to find her.

Let this woman plot whatever she wanted; it would all be in vain.

"As for the third condition, I can agree to that too, but the Spirit-injecting Fruit is with my deadbeat husband, I don’t know where he put it, brother, if you come, you can ask him for it..."

The Spirit-injecting Fruit was indeed rare, but Xia Feng now had the Experience Pack No.1 in hand, and thus he didn’t hold the Spirit-injecting Fruit in high regard anymore.

Out with the old and in with the new; that was one of his few virtues~

"Brother, I know you have concerns, but think of the Life Points as a deposit," the woman was very understanding, and in the end, she added in a choked and sweet tone, "If you don’t want to come, that’s okay, too...."

Xia Feng nearly overflowed with unwarranted sympathy and believed her.

As everyone knows, behind every beautiful woman in online chat, there’s probably a thousand and one foot-scraping men.

Um, after all, according to the pig slaughter scam routine, an alluring female account often has 2~3 men operating it, because even fraud organizations need to sleep, so a shift system is also prevalent in the fraud biz.

Finally, Number 16, standing on a distant platform, bowed to him, then concluded the transaction.

This sincere display had Xia Feng wondering if the woman might truly be seeking help?

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Xia Feng flipped through Number 17’s notes again, which recorded that Number 16 was trapped in a Calamity Realm called ’Children’s Playground.’

And she lived in a house full of jasmine flowers, easily located.

The trade phase and the basic predation phase ended swiftly. No one initiated basic predation on Xia Feng, probably because they had raised too much animosity against him, and now they all wanted to hunt him in the real world. Unfortunately, their efforts were futile.

After leaving the Life Roulette, Xia Feng instantly disconnected from the link with the Number 17 mark and reconnected with Number 10.

At that very moment, his cellphone vibrated.

It was Mu Qingtong.

[Experience Pack No.1: Need to talk, come over.]

[Xia Feng: You expect me to just come because you say so? Who do you think you are?]

After replying, Xia Feng waited a long time, but Mu Qingtong didn’t bother with him again, read but no reply! As if she was certain he would come.

Dammit, who’s the boss here, huh! Xia Feng suddenly realized something: When there’s only one employee in a company, that sole employee is the real big shot.

You can’t even fire them if you wanted to, Xia Feng thought to himself, mmp (dammit), and got out of bed.

Just right; he had just obtained a B-grade Spiritual Clothes, which he could take the opportunity to give to Mu Qingtong.

He quickly made his way back to Mu Qingtong’s villa.

Suddenly, Mu Qingtong’s singing came from the living room, and Xia Feng’s face changed as he quickly covered his ears.

"This is bad! The voice is toxic!"

He sealed his hearing with Spiritual Pressure before continuing into the living room without pause.

The coffee table in the living room was scattered with a bunch of documents; Xia Feng glanced at them, and they all contained photos of a woman who looked about sixty percent similar to Mu Qingtong but appeared to be older.

[Name: He Jianzhu]

[Age: Unknown]

[The official report claims she died by suicide, and her body has been cremated, but based on what I know about her, she wouldn’t die so easily.....]

He Jianzhu? Could this be Miss Mu’s mother? Xia Feng blinked and moved closer, wanting to uncover the covered documents and continue reading.

"Mr. Xia, peeking isn’t a very nice habit, you know."

A soft voice came through, and Xia Feng looked up.