CHAPTER 979: CHAPTER 947: XIA FENG’S FIRST TIME, HUMBLED

The rain was torrential.

Under the shadows beneath the clock tower, the golden-haired woman stiffly tilted her neck upwards, her beautiful phoenix eyes filled with horror, staring in amazement at the distant rooftop.

She couldn’t clearly discern what was happening, only seeing Nian Gengcheng, who had just approached the wheelchair youth in the world of white light, being instantly turned to flying ash by the extreme red Constant Flame, and the blazing white world faded away in an instant.

The fine rain from the sky fell again, forming a pattering curtain of rain.

But with Nian Gengcheng killed instantly, the blood-colored rain curtain turned transparent, and the world fell silent.

What... on earth is going on?

The golden-haired woman wore a mask on her face, though her expression was unclear, her bright phoenix eyes were full of puzzled wonder, did the Holy Realm’s Evil Cultist just die like that?

What kind of existence was that wheelchair youth to be able to turn the Holy Realm to flying ash in a single encounter?

The golden-haired woman’s gaze concentrated, she initially thought the wheelchair youth was just an ignorant little greenhorn, but unexpectedly, this young person whose realm seemed lower than hers was so terrifying!

However... this terrifying existence seemed to have encountered a problem?

Her bright eyes narrowed slightly, full of curiosity as she gazed at the direction of the rooftop, the wheelchair youth suddenly let his head droop, and the black-robed person behind him dissipated completely, as if fainting.

Ssshhh—

The rain intensified, around the wheelchair youth on the rooftop, a faint red glow surrounded, isolating the rainwater completely unaffected.

A full two minutes passed, yet there was still no sign of awakening or head-raising.

The golden-haired woman pressed her slim fingers to her jaw under the medical mask, paced cumbersomely from side to side, occasionally looking towards the rooftop, and then back towards the direction the fleeing people were escaping.

The terrifying annihilation scene caused by the star’s descent scared those students and teachers fleeing the plaza into not daring to stay longer, they had already disappeared in the dim rain curtain.

The world was quiet, she hid in the darkness behind the column for another ten minutes, her eerie eyes concealed under her bangs just stared at the rooftop youth darkly, motionless, like a bottom-level mouse hiding in the shadows, peering at the unreachable heavenly light, breathing increasingly bizarre and urgent.

Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer, and stepped quickly towards the direction of the rooftop.

Seek wealth amidst danger.

Take a gamble!

This great figure had an incident before her, fainted, should be contracted by her as Queen Jiegeng!

Soon, she reached the rooftop, facing the wind and rain, cautiously approaching the wheelchair youth step by step.

The mask obscured the youth’s face, preventing Jiegeng from determining his attractiveness for the moment.

But judging by his exposed eyes, he seemed quite young... and shouldn’t be a youth, but a teenager.

Of course, age isn’t crucial, appearance is, if possible, she hopes the contract target is slightly more mature looking...

That way, what she plans to do later won’t be too awkward.

She’s socially anxious, she hates awkward situations.

Nearing closer, Jiegeng was about to reach out to remove the boy’s mask, when behind him, out of nowhere, a red-handled Miao Blade emitting a terrifying Evil Power aura emerged, its tip cutting through the rain curtain, directly aimed at her forehead.

Her arm froze in the air, face turned stark white, indeed, she gambled wrong, still destined to die, huh!

However, fortunately, the blade didn’t make further moves, just resting at her forehead, motionless, yet seemingly strangling her fate’s throat, making her unable to dare move.

The boy’s brow furrowed suddenly at this moment, eyelids lifted heavily, a pair of indifferent You Tong eyes silently watched.

The powerful presence from the superior being made Jiegeng’s heart stop, she bit her teeth, forehead sharply leaning forward, letting the blade tip cut the brow, brow blood seemingly containing some mysterious Power of Laws, spreading between them.

Xia Feng’s consciousness was heavy, wondering about the identity of the woman before him, an information flooded his mind.

[You have received the A-level Spiritual Artifact · Blood Storage Heaven Inheritance’s forced contract——]

[Contract establishing——establishing complete!]

What the hell? Xia Feng’s heavy consciousness finally regained a hint of clarity, even though drowsiness left the soul powerless, completely devoid of energy, but if he wished, he could occasionally let intermittent thoughts operate.

In the muddled moments earlier, he vaguely sensed himself under unprecedented massive threat, as if being watched by an evil shark lurking beneath the iceberg, ready to open its blood maw at any time against him.

That sense of danger was very bizarre, more terrifying and shocking than when he knocked the Heavenly Gate in the Sumeru Realm back then.

With the golden-haired masked woman coming into view, he suddenly woke.

The black eyes coldly stared at the golden-haired woman before him, recalling, this was the woman who threw out the Sumeru Holy Order, what did she do to me?

The woman, seeing the successful contract, showed excitement in her exotic beautiful eyes, eyes full of thrill as she gazed at him.

A killing intent surged in Xia Feng!

He was always the one picking up the slack, today was the first time someone picked the slack on him, regardless of what the contract was, he would kill this woman first.

"Little Li, kill her—!"

However, before his sluggish thoughts could descend with a command, the golden-haired woman’s beautiful eyes flashed brightly, suddenly uttering, voice clear, tone sweet: "Daddy."

"....."

Admittedly, had it been other words, it wouldn’t be much, but these two characters indeed made Xia Feng wake another fraction, thoughts stalling, mind full of chaotic information becoming clear again.

[Blood Storage Heaven Inheritance: Your bloodline and ’Kikyo Ayame’ concept are connected, becoming the conceptual father of Kikyo Ayame. When you impart Spiritual Particle Configuration to Kikyo Ayame, Kikyo Ayame can achieve rapid comprehension through this Spiritual Artifact.]

[Condition 1: Success of impartation depends on your subjective will]

[Condition 2: Success of impartation depends on the holder’s willingness to consider you as a father.]

[Condition 3...]

"....."

What the hell? Xia Feng’s mind was confused for a moment, quickly comprehending, isn’t this a weakened version of the Evil Demon Heart?

I actually still have a day when someone syncs strength from me?!

However, this weakened version of the Evil Demon Heart seems to have a billion more restrictions, actually needing to acknowledge a father first, then syncing...

Furthermore, syncing isn’t real-time syncing, even depends on the subjective will of this ’father’.

"Daddy, are you alright?" A soft voice emitted from under the golden-haired woman’s mask, tone worried, her beautiful eyes tightly staring at Xia Feng, a pair of father-daughter familiarity look.

"....."

Admittedly, this was indeed Xia Feng’s first time encountering someone more shameless than himself.

Concede defeat!

Under the rain curtain on the rooftop, Xia Feng raised his hand to rub his brow, silent for a moment, coldly: "What is your name?"

The golden-haired masked woman, seeing this mysterious boy finally willing to talk, blinked her eyes, pursed lips seriously saying: "Kikyo Ayame. Daddy, you can call me Ayame."

"....."

Seeing this woman still assuming a naturally familiar stance, Xia Feng quietly stared at her for a while, blandly: "Quite daring, do you know who I am?"

"Naturally, I don’t know, but upon encountering you, father, Ayame feels immensely close." The golden-haired masked woman blinked her beautiful eyes, answering seriously.

"....."

Back when Xia Feng first met Mu Qingtong, he also thought Mu Qingtong felt immensely close, after all, he was a gleaming mobile Experience Bag.