I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 178 - 161. Elf Holy Bow (4k)

Xia Feng realized that just after a short while of absorption, the artifact disaster emanation on the Giant Rat Ring had extinguished, and the Origin Sea of the Heavenly Gifted Disaster had also severed its link with the ring, closing the door that released Evil Power and shutting Xia Feng out.

"....that’s it?" Xia Feng looked down at the grey ring in his palm, shook his head, and thought it had just begun to feel good, but now it was over?

Thinking this, he raised his head but found the Spiritual Body of the black-robed figure hovering above the corpse, not thinking of escaping at all, but leisurely watching himself, a mocking smile hanging on his lips.

"You... why aren’t you running?" Xia Feng cocked his head, puzzled.

Yellow Rat: "..."

Realizing something was amiss, Yellow Rat’s smile slowly stiffened. His gaze flicked to the ring quietly lying in Xia Feng’s hand, then met Xia Feng’s puzzled look. He opened his mouth, a sycophantic frozen smile creeping on his lips, "Brother, I was wrong, please spare my life—"

Mid-sentence, he suddenly waved his hand, and a huge grey rat lying in front of him leaped ferociously towards Xia Feng.

"Remove the false." Xia Feng raised his right hand, and the grey rat silently dissipated.

"Preserve the true." Transformed into a grey Spiritual Flow, it poured into the Grey Ring in his hand, merging truth and deception.

"???" The Spiritual Body of the Yellow Rat stood frozen in place, no, what about my Spiritual Artifact? What about my rat? God damn remove the false, preserve the true, you’re blatantly robbing me!

Xia Feng’s actual abilities seemed to differ a bit too much from the information provided by the Archbishop?! Yellow Rat cursed inwardly, fearful and wanting to escape, but it was already too late.

"Optimize." The faint voice sounded.

[Giant Rat Explosion: The Spiritual Artifact can merge with the target, making the target’s body enlarge and internally explode the Spiritual Artifact within three seconds, creating a C-rank offensive Spiritual Clothes effect. After the explosion, the Spiritual Artifact is permanently damaged.]

The Grey Ring transformed back into a giant grey rat, leaping straight into Yellow Rat’s body. Amidst his fearful expression, his mouth opened but before he could beg for mercy, a blinding white light burst forth!

His soul disappeared.

"Save— save—" Just then, a fearful and hoarse voice came from not too far away. Xia Feng looked up,

only to see another black-robed figure named Yellow Rat tightly gripping a crimson dagger, the blade’s point slowly turning towards his own neck. He trembled trying to lower the dagger, but exhausted of spiritual power, ultimately could not resist the Spirit Manipulation, and the dagger violently stabbed back into the center of his neck!

His pupils dilated sharply and he gasped. After stumbling back a couple of steps, he fell backwards.

Archbishop! Fucking hell!! This was his last thought before death, weren’t they supposed to be just two First Rank youngsters...

Whoosh—his emerging Spiritual Body suddenly disintegrated, his soul vanishing.

Xia Feng turned to the woman in the black dress not far away, smiling, "You lost, I was 0.8 seconds faster than you."

"..." Mu Qingtong’s delicate brows arched slightly, she pursed her lips in silence; Yellow Rat indeed died 0.8 seconds before Gold Rat, but that’s because she hadn’t exerted her full strength.

"Are you going to say you didn’t use your full strength? But a loss is a loss." Xia Feng raised his chin, a confident smile on his face, "Miss Mu, you—lost!"

Some people are just like that; give them an inch, and they’ll take a mile. But Mu Qingtong wasn’t angry. Instead, she found it amusing. The more Xia Feng was boastful and arrogant, the more satisfying it would be when she eventually crushed him underfoot, completely submitting to her power!

"Mr. Xia, Yellow Rat had just said that Ye Li Xing had advanced to the Fourth Rank, and he possesses a B-rank Spiritual Artifact." Mu Qingtong walked slowly into the forest, turning back with a smile, "Are you sure you still want to chat here?"

Fourth Rank? Xia Feng looked towards the depths of the forest flickering with thunder, it seemed Cha Naixue couldn’t handle Ye Li Xing anymore.

"Forget it, I’ll dig up the White Jade Glass later; let’s go see what’s happening with Cha Naixue."

*

Cha Naixue was not feeling well right now.

She was suspended in midair, her snow-white dress dancing with the gale. Her hands were slightly joined together in a triangular gesture, and around her swirled eight pale purple shields flickering with lightning. Spinning rapidly, they created layers of invisible thunderous Spiritual Flow to protect her.

As the howling sound resonated, an arrow with a black shaft and a pale-pink tip pierced through the night sky, heading straight for her forehead.

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"Crackling—" The pink arrowhead collided with the Thunder Light Defense Shield, its momentum unabated, inching deeper into the shield.

A man wearing golden armor stood atop a tree, slightly lowering the emerald longbow in his hands, an eerie smile curling his lips.

This was a B-rank Spiritual Clothes called Peace Arrows that he began learning six years ago. Those pierced by its arrows would lose the desire to fight, and simultaneously feel a slight joy and fondness towards the shooter.

Although its main effect was to eradicate the enemy’s desire for battle, the reason he learned this Spiritual Clothes was actually for its side effect of creating joy and affection. This fondness was relatively weak, but paired with his Spiritual Artifact - the Elf Holy Bow, it became different.

The Elf Holy Bow was a support B-rank Spiritual Artifact, and one of its abilities was that any ’line-shaped’ Spiritual Clothes would receive a 300% to 500% enhancement when launched with the aid of the Elf Holy Bow.

For instance, with the Peace Arrows, when augmented by the Elf Holy Bow, they would have an extremely significant increase in joy and affection. If only he could shoot a few more at the Holy Daughter, sooner or later she would accept his love.

Seeing that the woman in the snow dress was still resisting, Ye Li Xing sighed, "Holy Daughter, why do you continue to be so stubborn, isn’t it better to willingly accept my love?"

Cha Naixue coldly raised her eyes, not bothering with this guy’s wild fantasies, nor wasting more words; she just focused on concentrating her Spiritual Pressure.

She was in a very passive position, having not expected Ye Li Xing to have risen to the Fourth Rank, nor did she anticipate that he had a B-rank Spiritual Clothes capable of influencing one’s thoughts.