I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 160 - 143. Do you really hate being touched by me that much?

When the inner constraints vanish, dark and twisted thoughts begin to run amok.

Cha Naixue certainly understood that it was her own fault. Her self-interest and lack of guilt had led her to hand Xia Feng over to someone else, and Xia Feng’s indifferent attitude toward her was self-inflicted.

But sometimes people just act like fools.

Whenever Xia Feng looked at her with that disdainful and indifferent gaze, she felt an unwilling twitch inside her, as some twisted and even insane emotions began to grow and spread within her.

"How dare you look at me with those eyes?" Covering her fingers with a lace veil, she pinched his chin, her purple eyes looking down from above, her cold gaze eerie, "It seems you still don’t grasp your situation, Little Feng."

Xia Feng’s right eyelid twitched, and he instinctively recoiled his neck, "Cha Naixue, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Dodging again?" Her palm covered the back of his neck and yanked him close, Cha Naixue’s dark purple eyes slightly lowered, her red lips close to his ear, her voice calm and devoid of emotion, "Do you hate my touch that much?"

"..." Xia Feng furrowed his brows. He was a grown man, why would it matter if he disliked being touched? But honestly, he really did despise this woman.

He slapped her hand away and looked up with a cold laugh, "Cha Naixue, you don’t think that you can disrespect me just because we’re in this godforsaken place, do you?"

"Oh, are you talking about the Guardian Slave Contract?" Cha Naixue patiently explained in a soft, light voice, "In such a vast Forbidden Spirit Domain, the Guardian Slave Contract still holds power, but it only maintains the sole function of preventing me from being killed by the slave. So, even if I insult and humiliate you, you can’t use the contract against me."

Saying this, she gently patted Xia Feng’s cheek, her lips curling into a serene smile, whispering, "So, Little Feng, I’m giving you two choices now: either re-establish the Guardian Slave Contract, serve me as your master! Or, I will send a video of you being humiliated by me to your fiancée—"

Her dignified face fluctuated uncertainly under the dim light, her tone somber, "You like Miss Mu very much, don’t you? Surely you wouldn’t want Miss Mu to see your disgrace."

Xia Feng: "?"

As she spoke these words, Cha Naixue suddenly felt a different kind of satisfaction. Was this the feeling of threatening a childhood sweetheart?!

It was indescribable how satisfying it felt to fulfill such dark desires, slightly intoxicating.

Yet to her disappointment, Xia Feng did not show any sign of humiliation or anger; instead, he just calmly stared at her, his gaze tinged with derision.

That look again!

Cha Naixue’s breath hitched, her voice trembling as she could no longer keep her composure, her face reddening as she said angrily, "Xia Feng! You think I really wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on you?!"

Right next to them was a private chamber where she could immediately execute this childhood friend who disliked her... and completely unleash the sour and twisted evil in her heart!

But then again, she still felt a little... hesitant to act. Although she threatened Xia Feng, it was her first time doing something so dark and insane.

This act wasn’t in line with her usually rational behavior.

"Cha Naixue, I must say, you really are a dumb pig," Xia Feng scoffed contemptuously.

"!!!" The woman in a snow dress, her breathing suddenly froze, the barely relaxed strings of rationality snapping taut almost to the breaking point—

"It looks like you really don’t understand why I’m not afraid of you."

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Cha Naixue couldn’t make out what Xia Feng was saying anymore. Her mind was only filled with the words, ’dumb pig, dumb pig, dumb pig...’

Buzzing.

"How dare you provoke me!"

Cha Naixue briskly stood up, Xia Feng’s face expressionless, allowing her to walk him directly into the chamber.

"CLANG—"

The door closed.

In the darkness, her small face gloomy and indistinct, she looked down at Xia Feng, purple eyes flashing unrestrained madness, her voice eerily gentle from above,

"Xia Feng! I’ll make you my dog—" Suddenly, while spewing her twisted words, her back violently arched as she screamed out loud!

A tingling electric current flowed from her tailbone up her spine to her nerves, Cha Naixue’s purple eyes widening, her mouth agape.

"Don’t—don’t—" Her small hand quickly covered her mouth, biting her lips hard, her body rigidly leaning back, her gaze incredulously fixed on the ceiling.

How—could this be?!

The Guardian Slave Contract was still effective?!

According to the contract’s function, the Contract Master could inflict soul punishment, severe pain, convulsions, paralysis, itching, and other torments on a slave harboring dangerous thoughts, rendering them unable to use any Spiritual Clothes or Spiritual Artifacts.

The tingling current spread throughout her limbs, weakening her spinal nerves—she suddenly collapsed powerlessly, sitting in front of Xia Feng, her purple eyes vacant, her mouth twitching.

Xia Feng gently patted the woman’s delicate cheek and said calmly, "Silly pig, you’re still too green to fight me."

"!!!" The woman’s purple eyes instantly refocused, full of incredulity and fury as she glared at the man in front of her, "You—"

"Hmm?" Xia Feng lifted his chin and smiled faintly, "What about me?"

"..." Cha Naixue’s face stiffened slightly, and her tone was somewhat rigid, "You... how did you do it? It’s impossible for anyone to ignore the Forbidden Spirit Domain!"

Indeed, no one would have thought his Spiritual Artifact could ignore the Forbidden Spirit Domain, and the contract bound to the Spiritual Artifact could ignore it as well.

Calling Cha Naixue a silly pig might have been somewhat unfair, but that didn’t matter since he just wanted to scold this woman!

Xia Feng continued to pat her cheek and deliberately sneered, "Silly pig, want to know why?"

"!!!" Cha Naixue felt like she was going to explode with rage. She gritted her teeth and asked quietly in confusion, "Yes, I want to know, can you tell me why?"

"Oh, I can’t," Xia Feng said with a light smile.

"Xia Feng!!!"

She couldn’t hold back anymore, but just as she shouted out, her expression froze again, and the punishment from the contract struck once more.

"Xia Feng—don’t!"

"Don’t—! Don’t do this ah!!"

"Xia Feng! I’m not through with you, don’t let me find a chance—I—I was wrong!"

"What did you just say you wanted to train me into? A dog?!"

"No... no! There’s no such thing, Little Feng, I—!!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong ah, Little Feng!"

Cha Naixue’s will completely shattered under the excruciating pain of the electric shock. Finally unable to bear the punishment any longer, she broke down and sobbed, pleading, "I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Little Feng—"

"Master!!!"

*

First Floor.

People looked at the second floor perplexedly; the sound from the guest room on the second floor was completely sealed off and couldn’t escape.

Yet, they could still see the Holy Daughter holding Xia Feng in her arms, smacking his face playfully, and finally quickly carrying him into the private room.

It had to be said, they really hadn’t expected Cha Naixue to be such a person; after all, in public, the Holy Daughter always appeared very serious, often secluding herself to focus on cultivating in the Moon God Domain and seldom attending any noble gatherings, let alone approaching men.

But now it seemed—

"Clang!"

Just as people were about to lower their heads to continue discussing, the door of the private room opened again. The woman in a snowy dress emerged with a small red face, all flushed and luminous, leaning on the wall as she walked shakily to the sofa.

After fixing her somewhat disheveled long dress, she sat down gracefully, her purple eyes that still harbored some fear and fright focused distantly on the pillars outside.

Following right behind her was Xia Feng whose steps were steady, who slowly walked over to sit beside the Holy Daughter with a nonchalant expression.

People were confused about the situation for a moment, thinking that the Holy Daughter... had given up far too easily!

Or perhaps Xia Feng was just too strong?

Within the knights’ team, Yeli Xing saw how quickly Cha Naixue came out and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief and nod:

"Good, good, it seems the Holy Daughter eventually maintained her sanity and pulled back in time."

"But, Lord Yeli Xing, seeing the Holy Daughter’s face so red doesn’t seem like she pulled back at all," a knight commented in confusion.

"What do you know!" Yeli Xing slapped the knight’s helmet and snorted coldly, "Xia Feng probably just teased without going further, my goddess is still pure!"

The knight: "Ah?"

"What, do you think I’m wrong?" Yeli Xing frowned.

"No, no—" the subordinate quickly composed himself, nodding thoughtfully, "That’s indeed the logic, after all, as long as she’s not pregnant, the Holy Daughter is still pure! Lord Yeli Xing is truly wise!"