I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Severed arms, shattered limbs, human heads, and the ground awash with brain matter and scarlet blood.

The girl in the white dress trembled, leaning against the wall as she walked through the dimly lit horror corridor.

Quickly, her stiff pace accelerated, running frantically with both hands and feet, turning the corner, and tumbling from the second floor to the first.

On the living room sofa, a middle-aged man slouched against it, his newspaper soaked in scarlet blood, his fleshly neck vacant, headless.

The head rolled off the sofa, slowly coming to rest at the girl's feet, joining with the head of a middle-aged woman on the floor, their blood-chilling pale grey eyes open in death.

Whoosh~~ The sheer curtains were blown up, the sky was starry despite the sparse moonlight, the night eerily silent.

In the vacant courtyard, an eerie wailing arose, a wind of hatred whipped through, startling several sparrows into flight from the treetops outside the window.

In the pool of blood, the girl in the white dress hugged the two heads, trembling and curling up in the center of the living room, like a cocoon sinking into perpetual slumber in this dim, blood-red hell.

It was only after the tears in her eyes had run dry that she mechanically and slowly sat up, raising her vacant, dilated purple eyes, with irises swirling with countless brilliant purple lines.

Centered on her, the surrounding scene instantly rewound like time reversal, reverting back to two minutes ago.

The middle-aged man was still on the sofa reading the newspaper, his wife, with a smile, carrying a fruit platter, was about to go up to the second floor to find their daughter.

But suddenly, the light in the center of the living room twisted, and a mysterious figure cloaked in a blood-red robe and hood quietly appeared.

The robe of the mysterious figure bore no marks, and the face under the hood was a blurred blood shadow, unrecognizable.

The middle-aged man looked up in astonishment, yet before he could utter much, a complete massacre began.

Continuous screams and wails echoed through the manor.

The girl in the white dress had blood-red veins in her eyes, watching this scene in despair.

Nailuo's Eye could restore scenes from the past three days, but this slaughterer had no identifiable traits, using only simple sword techniques, offering no clues.

Even wanting revenge, there was no target to pursue.

The only certainty was that the slaughterer's realm was at least the Holy Realm.

Because the protective Array of the Cha Manor was expensive and painstakingly arranged by a Holy Realm expert, anyone below the Holy Realm couldn't break in.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong stood silently by the woman in the snow dress, watching Cha Naixue's nightmare.

Seeing Cha Naixue repeatedly use Nailuo's Eye to restore the scenes of the manor's sixty-three people being massacred, trying to glean some clue from the killer's actions.

"Not much information, but the material of the sword seems to be 'Moonfall', usually used to forge swords for the Black Moon Knights," Mu Qingtong pondered.

"Black Moon huh..." Xia Feng's face darkened, "In that case, the reason Cha Naixue joined the Black Moon Church was probably to investigate the true culprits behind the Cha Family's extermination starting with the Black Moon.

"But for some reason, the memory of the night of the extermination was erased, or perhaps blurred by some mysterious force, and the initial reason for joining the Black Moon Church was gradually forgotten too. She only remembered that she had to become exceptional and rise high in the Church Court."

"And this memory was not awakened until the conversation between An Ji Saint Shepherd and Burning Heaven Disciples the day before yesterday."

From Burning Heaven Disciples' information, it was known that the Cha Family was exterminated because the fourth Fire Seed was in the hands of the Cha Family, and the slaughterer somehow learned of this secret and came for the Fire Seed.

In the nightmare memory, the slaughterer unleashed countless thread-like chains into all the heads of the deceased in the manor, seemingly using some kind of soul-searching skill, and left after getting the desired information.

The girl in the white dress kneeled on the ground, fingertips deeply digging into her thighs, trying to bury her suppressed emotions of guilt deep in her heart.

"Tap~ tap~" A pair of pristine white boots slowly approached her, a gentle voice said: "Seems like you've remembered everything?"

The girl in the white dress dully raised her head, under the dim yellow light, the kind face of Miao Master appeared in her eyes, "Teacher?"

Miao Master bent down, tenderly rubbing the girl's head before embracing her, gently patting her back: "Alright, don't cry, teacher is here...."

The girl in the white dress suddenly cried with glittering tears, suppressed emotions flooding out, she sobbed hoarsely, gasping incessantly, "It's all because of me... all because of me! If I had gotten the top position, if I weren't so incompetent! Today we would have been on our way to the Imperial Court, father, mother, sister, Housekeeper Qin, and Aunt Na…. they, they wouldn't have died!!"

Miao Master quietly listened as the girl in the white dress vented her emotions while lightly patting her back.

"...wouldn't have died."

The girl in the white dress continued mumbling, "It's all because of my incompetence....

"Father was right, don't make excuses for your incompetence, I can't keep avoiding anymore.... can't keep avoiding....."

"Alright, alright, don't be sad now."

Miao Master raised her head, eyes soft and tender, wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes, said affectionately, "Teacher will help you take revenge, okay?

The girl looked up in bewilderment, her eyes already empty of spirit, murmuring: "Teacher.... can you really help me?"

With compassion, Miao Master continued to wipe her tears, softly, "Little Xue, you should understand that whether it's your potential or teacher's, reaching the Holy Realm in this life is already the limit. But as long as you entrust everything to teacher, teacher is confident of entering the Sage, even becoming a god, naturally capable of finding the true culprit!"

"Do you... trust teacher?"

"Entrust everything.... to teacher...."

"What you can't achieve, teacher will help you achieve. This way, you can prove to your father that you're not incompetent, you're actually very exceptional. Little Xue, what do you think?"

"Am I actually.... also exceptional?"

"Come, Little Xue." Miao Master touched foreheads with the girl, encouraging gently, "Holy Release, if you can't take revenge with your ability, then add teacher's! Prove to your father, you are not incompetent!"

The girl's eyes were vacant, muttering incompetent, incompetent.... a magnificent purple radiance rose, the brilliance of Holy Release illuminating them both.

The girl's body gradually faded away as well, turning into points of spiritual light, starting to merge into Miao Master's body.

Once the fusion was successful, apart from memories and emotions, all of Cha Naixue's strength, including Spiritual Artifacts and cultivation talent in her mind, would transfer to Miao Master.

Of course, the Slave Mark on Cha Naixue would also be transferred to Miao Master.

Xia Feng had no interest in such an old woman, although Cha Naixue was.... scheming, a bit sly, but now she was ultimately one of his own.

Even if bullied, only he.... and Miss Mu were qualified to do so.

This old woman dared to PUA his and Miss Mu's maid?!

"Damn your teacher, Miao Master!" Xia Feng cursed, seemingly helpless against the elusive Miao Master, only watching silently as Cha Naixue was swallowed by Miao Master.

However, in reality, he already had a plan in mind, he just needed to wait for the right moment.