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I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch-Chapter 446 - 415. This is far from enough!
District 19, Sky City.
This was a floating city suspended three thousand meters above a vast ocean, shrouded in clouds and fog, and also the capital city of the 19th major district.
At this moment, near the city center, a woman dressed in a fluffy chiffon skirt, wearing lace gloves and a beret, stepped out from the void, appearing suddenly in the bustling square.
People around didn't find it strange, as the means of a Spirit Master were peculiar. In a capital city where Spirit Masters gathered, it was common for them to suddenly appear among the crowd.
As long as no illegal activities were involved, ordinary people would at most give an envious glance before continuing with their own business.
The woman in the snow skirt looked up at the building in front of her.
The six-hundred-meter skyscraper was like an ancient giant sword thrust into the earth, reaching the sky dome.
Bronze Building
This iconic building was established in districts 51, 41, 19, 10, and 2. According to her investigation, the properties under Mu Qingtong's name had expanded at a terrifying speed in just under ten months.
The speed was astonishing.
The woman in the snow skirt walked across the square, seeing many people turning their backs to the Bronze Building to take photos—obviously, all were fans of Mu Qingtong.
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The woman in the snow skirt passed by these people expressionlessly. Honestly, she couldn't understand the behaviors of these fans. Were Mu Qingtong's songs really that good to listen to?
"Miss, do you have an appointment?" The receptionist asked politely, hands clasped in front of her.
"My last name is Cha." The woman in the snow skirt lightly tapped her fingers on the desk, speaking blandly, "I'm here to see your President Mu."
"One moment, please."
The receptionist made a phone call, whispered a few words, then hung up and gave a slight bow towards the woman in the snow skirt, making a gesture, "Ms. Cha Naixue, please follow me."
Cha Naixue, with a cold expression, followed slowly.
Mu Qingtong was elusive; it had been difficult to get in touch with her assistant several days ago to arrange a meeting with Mu Qingtong. According to the assistant's message, Mu Qingtong was very busy; if there was anything important, she should come to the Bronze Building, and Mu would meet her if she found the time.
She, a Holy Daughter of the Black Moon Church!
"....."
If it wasn't for the fact that Mu Qingtong was an external member of the Peach Organization and might know the whereabouts of Xia Feng, she would never personally visit this place.
"Ms. Cha, you can wait here." On the top floor, Cha Naixue sat on the sofa as the receptionist respectfully placed a cup of coffee on the coffee table and bowed slightly before leaving.
"Wait?" Cha Naixue's purple pupils lifted slightly, "For how long?"
"I'm sorry, Miss, I'm not authorized to know President Mu's schedule."
"Based on your experience, how long would it usually be?"
"I'm sorry, Miss, I've just been hired recently..."
"....."
Never mind, I'll wait! Cha Naixue sighed, waving her hand to dismiss the receptionist.
After sitting quietly for a moment, she looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the thin clouds below, beneath which was the bustling humanity of cars and people.
One month ago, the Guardian Slave Mark that Xia Feng had placed in her abdomen had suddenly disappeared, which was a terrifying occurrence.
Because this meant that Xia Feng, her master, was dead!
Cha Naixue found it hard to believe for a moment, but considering all the strange methods of her childhood friend, she decided to wait a bit longer, thinking the Guardian Slave Mark might reappear.
Of course, she didn't fancy being a slave to her childhood friend...
She had discovered a mysterious method to reverse the Guardian Slave Mark; as long as the mark still existed, she would have a chance to turn the tables and become the master!
That was her true purpose.
So, she hoped that Xia Feng was not dead.
But an entire month had passed, and the Guardian Slave Mark had not reappeared. This situation made her increasingly anxious, so she had no choice but to personally visit the Bronze Building to inquire about the matter.
Although the outside world thought that Mu Qingtong and her former fiance Xia Feng had a strained relationship, Cha Naixue knew clearly that this was just a way for Xia Feng to protect Mu Qingtong.
After all, Xia Feng was now a notoriously wanted criminal, and for Mu Qingtong, a famous singer placed atop a pedestal, having a good relationship with a fugitive was obviously detrimental to her career.
Therefore, if Xia Feng were dead, Mu Qingtong might well know the inside story.
Cha Naixue planned to ask about the situation. If even Mu Qingtong did not know whether he was alive or dead, then she would have no choice but to use the "Nai Luo Space" Spiritual Artifact to prophesy.
Half an hour passed.
Cha Naixue drank her second cup of coffee, her face expressionless.
Another half hour! If this woman Mu Qingtong doesn't show up soon . . .
She will leave!
When the time comes, this woman won't even have the chance to know the result of her prophecy!
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Sky City, Holy Department Building.
Conference Hall.
Twenty-four people, both men and women, sat on either side of a long table with light and shadows, their heads bowed, looking at the information on their tablets.
At the head of the table in the east sat an old man with sparse hair, draped in a white military robe, his visage aged and solemn. His sharp, commanding eyes quietly observed the central screen.
"Black Spade again? You mean the Haisi Disaster Realm has been cleared out by the Peach Organization as well?"
"Yes, Director," a brown-haired woman in a military robe said somberly, "this is what Secretary Mu and I witnessed with our own eyes."
Mu Qingtong stood behind the brown-haired woman's left side, nodding calmly.
The twenty-four captains and vice-captains on either side of the table once again began discussing the situation in Haisi Disaster Realm and the people from Black Spade.
Mu Qingtong silently stared at the information of Black Spade individuals flashing on the screen, her mind wandering far away.
A month ago, after she emerged from the Space-time River, she fell into a forest in District 23, and then spent seven days traveling to District 19.
The reason she chose to settle in District 19 was that the Yeli family's ancestral land was in District 19, and Lord Yeli Dong's estate was also situated there.
Additionally, Red Archbishop O'Beilein's division of the Black Moon Church was located in the neighboring 20th District.
Golden Sparrow's Sparrow God Mountain was in District 16.
As for Tian Yuan and Yophiel, their whereabouts were erratic and couldn't be monitored, so she decided to temporarily ignore them.
Under her manipulation, her records in the Holy Department were transferred from District 51 to District 19 in seven days.
District 19's Holy Department naturally welcomed her, especially since she possessed a Class B Spiritual Artifact, "Spirit Protecting Eye".
Spirit-class Artifacts were always scarce. Whether it was the Holy Department, the military, or the Church Court, they all opted to prioritize recruiting Spirit Masters who possessed spirit-class artifacts.
Even though she was just a First Rank Spirit Master.
Her Spirit Protecting Eye could provide her teammates with a Spiritual Defense Net, shielding against all spirit-based attacks. This was undoubtedly a very practical ability for the Holy Department in District 19, where disasters occurred frequently.
Of course, this ability was essentially just a result of her stacking up immense spiritual power. Because of the enormity of her spiritual power, it had taken on the substantial form of a defense net, something many deities could also achieve.
After joining the Holy Department in District 19.
Using her status as a Holy Department Investigator, she entered three disaster realms in twenty days.
Her Spiritual Pressure state smoothly advanced to True Martial Realm 1.
But this still wasn't enough.
Nowhere near enough!