I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Miss Mu, how could I survive without clinging to your coattails?

As he lamented inwardly, Xia Feng stared at the flame-colored Spirit Paper, his eyebrows furrowing tighter and tighter.

Freya sat cross-legged on the bed, and seeing the two of them lost in thought, she couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, was it just my wild fantasy?

Given the complexity of this Spirit Paper, it was probably considered advanced even among the Dragon Clan. Expecting humans to engage in cross-species learning was clearly impossible.

Even for her, it had taken ten years just to barely learn a little, and her execution was very unstable.

"If it's not possible," she whispered, "I suggest you think of a way to leave this place."

"There's no need to forcefully break into the military zone."

Hearing her suggestion, Xia Feng was about to say something but suddenly froze.

His dark pupils narrowed slightly as he intently focused on the flame-colored Spirit Paper in front of him. Faintly, it seemed as if lines of dragon patterns were emerging and moving within the Spirit Paper, momentarily appearing and disappearing.

Xia Feng blinked, a thought he had never dared to consider before suddenly surfacing in his mind. Maybe...

Should I give it a try?

Ever since he had started relying on Mu Qingtong, he had subconsciously depended on her for learning about Spiritual Clothes, never taking the initiative to analyze and think for himself, always choosing to lay back and laze around.

But at this moment, a bold idea occurred to him.

As the thought lightly moved, at the base of his spine, a black spiritual light converged, forming a ten-centimeter-long abyssal black dragon tail.

As the dragon tail formed, Xia Feng's dark pupils slightly narrowed, but soon refocused entirely on the Spirit Paper, his scalp involuntarily tensed.

Damn it! It seems... I can actually understand? Xia Feng was astounded internally. Could it be—

Am I really a genius?!

Hah~

Little witch, it seems you're destined to look up to my genius! Xia Feng thought excitedly.

But the next moment...

He sensed something was off. He hadn't understood the Spiritual Particle Structure on the Spirit Paper, but rather, upon seeing these structures, the latent memories inherited in his blood had been activated!

Yes, after becoming a divine Half-Dragon, he possessed the Pale Dragon God's bloodline.

From this perspective, he was actually Disi's offspring, obliged to call the Dragon God "mother."

The Dragon Spirit Blood spread throughout his body contained parts of the Pale Dragon God's knowledge and experience, capable of inheritance, requiring no learning, only needing to meet specific conditions to be activated, as if imbued with divine inspiration.

This was also the way the legendary Dragon Clan passed down knowledge, not needing to engage in the tedious learning process from generation to generation like the Human Race.

Of course, this ability of bloodline inheritance was only possible for beings of the Dragon Clan's Divine Position, and other members of the Dragon Clan were still unable to do it.

Xia Feng stood transfixed, his pupils gleaming with a pale flowing light, faint dragon patterns soaring.

[Dragon Clan·Myriad Manifestations]

Information about the Spirit Clothes flooded into his mind; however, activating this capability in his bloodline would still require some time.

Xia Feng concentrated all his faculties, continuing to scan every inch of the Spirit Paper, imprinting those Spiritual Particle Structures into his memory to accelerate the awakening of his inherited memories.

About fifteen minutes passed.

Finally!

It was as if a soda bottle cap had been twisted open, and the soda inside went soaring into the sky, enlightening Xia Feng with its sudden explosion.

[Dragon Clan·Myriad Forms]

[Form of Myriad Forms, Changes of Myriad Images]

[Creation Attribute: Myriad Images Dragon·Fusiloda]

[Function: You can consume Spiritual Particles to transform into any object you have touched, including living and non-living entities. Below Advanced Detection Spiritual Artifact/Spiritual Clothes, your true body cannot be detected.]

[Note 1: You need to activate the ability and touch the object for three minutes, and use it within ten minutes; otherwise, you'll need to activate the ability and touch for another three minutes to transform into the target object.]

[Note 2: Whether the object you touch is considered 'a single entity' depends on the spiritual quantity consumed. For instance, if you consume low spiritual quantity, when touching a human, you can only transform into that human and cannot manifest their clothing. However, if you consume high spiritual quantity, the clothing will be considered part of the human as a single entity, and can be manifested.]

Good heavens! After knowing the function of this Spiritual Clothes, Xia Feng immediately understood what Freya's plan was.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong transformed into non-living entities, such as clothes, which Freya wore on her body, naturally allowing them to enter the fortress military area outright.

This ability didn't improve his combat power much, but it had many clever uses and could even replace the Concealment ability of Bronze Hidden.

Although Bronze Hidden had a very strong invisibility effect, it couldn't move, perform large-scale actions, and some detection methods of Advanced level and above could still uncover the invisibility.

The Divine Position of Myriad Forms could resist detection at a higher degree, and it could even perform seventy-two transformations... the only downside was the long casting time.

Maybe it could be used with Bronze Hidden; first using Bronze Hidden for invisibility, then touching an object for three minutes to completely turn into a non-living entity, achieving absolutely safe concealment.

Thinking this, Xia Feng felt overwhelming strength, truly worthy of the Dragon God Bloodline, adding another skill to his capabilities as Lao Liu.

Therefore, Xia Feng decided, from today onwards, Evil Dragon Miss was his newly recognized mother! He was firmly attached to this strong support!

Hmm, and Miss Mu? Who's that, don't know her.

[After a meticulous reconstruction analysis, Mu Qingtong finally managed to decode the unfamiliar Spiritual Particle structure, and you roughly memorized the Spiritual Particle Structure Diagram of Myriad Forms——20%]

Sensing the synchronized information, Xia Feng blinked and looked up at Mu Qingtong. The woman's golden pupils sparkled with deep light, clearly, her thoughts were rapidly spinning, tackling this challenge.

[Integrating the major blocks of the Spiritual Particle Structure Diagram... 50%]

It seemed, the Dragon Clan Spiritual Clothes did indeed stump the Destructive Witch, but not by much, only that the learning speed was much slower than Advanced Spiritual Clothes.

But that didn't matter anymore.

Because...

Xia Feng's lips curled up in a smug, light smile, Mind Transmission: "No way, no way, Miss Mu, haven't you learned this Spiritual Clothes yet?"

Mu Qingtong: "..."

Mu Qingtong looked up, her icy face slightly puzzled, "You... learned it?"

Xia Feng lifted his chin, looking like he was asking for a beating, "Watch closely, I'll only demonstrate it once."

Having said that, he held onto Miss Mu's shoulders, his dense Spiritual Particles immediately surged from his body surface, converging in his palm.

Under Miss Mu's thoughtful gaze, he waited for a full three minutes...

Gradually, Xia Feng's whole body got wrapped in dark gray light, and after a small whirlwind spiraled upwards, the gray flow scattered, and he had transformed into the appearance of Mu Qingtong.

A black dress outlined his graceful figure, silver hair draped over his shoulders, and gold-rimmed half-framed glasses added an intellectual, literary aura. However, he also wore a black cloak over the black dress, and a sinister red-on-black 'Q' mask covered his face.

Xia Feng blinked his beautiful eyes, looked down at his own body curiously, and then reached out to grab his chest.

"Eh~" Feeling something unusual, he silently looked up, just meeting Mu Qingtong's unfriendly gaze; his lips curled up, "So this is what Miss Mu felt like the other nights when she was touching herself?"

"...!"