A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

It cannot be ruled out, since any dagger imbued with divine consciousness can disguise itself.

Feng Jiutian kept his eyes fixed on the pile of daggers. Suddenly, one of the dark gray daggers moved. Feng Jiutian immediately moved and grabbed it!

In an instant, the dagger also sprang out, hurriedly fleeing in another direction to evade Feng Jiutian's clutches.

The dagger not only refused to yield, but also started fighting with Feng Jiutian!

However, all resistance was in vain. After hundreds of rounds, Feng Jiutian coldly grabbed the dagger in his hand with a pursed lip.

"Bad woman! Let me go!" A childish voice angrily rang out from the dagger, which already possessed consciousness.

With a "bang," a ball of crimson lotus night fire appeared in Feng Jiutian's hand.

The crimson night fire emanated a terrifying temperature within the secret chamber, flickering with an eerie light. Feng Jiutian stared at the dagger, his eyes filled with menace, and asked in a seemingly kind tone, "Want to warm yourself by the fire?"

The dagger trembled, and a trembling voice came from within: "Stay, stay away from me!"

It felt the terrifying temperature of the Crimson Lotus Night Flame, and the suppression from the depths of its soul. That pale white flame inside, wasn't it... wasn't it that person's?

Ever since Feng Jiutian released the Red Lotus Nightfire, not only the dagger in her hand, but all the daggers in the secret chamber seemed to have lost their luster.

well.

Feng Jiutian is very satisfied with the current situation.

"Two paths lie before you: first, make a pact with me; second, I will merge with you."

Feng Jiutian waved the Crimson Lotus Nightfire in front of the dagger: "I'll count to three and give you a chance to think it over."

"You...you..." The voice from the dagger was extremely aggrieved, accusing her with a sob in its trembling tone, "How could you do this...you want to make a contract with someone and then threaten them, waaaaah..."

The dagger made a very childish sound, like a three or four-year-old child, and it trembled with a buzzing sound when it cried.

“One.” Feng Jiutian counted, unmoved.

"Woooooooo..."

"two."

"Woooooooo..."

Before she could finish the word "three...", Dagger responded in a frustrated and aggrieved tone, "I promise you, okay?! Don't threaten me anymore!"

A hint of a smile flashed across Feng Jiutian's eyes as she cut her finger and dripped blood onto the dagger.

After absorbing Feng Jiutian's blood, the dagger's originally plain appearance suddenly transformed. It had a handy hilt, and an engraved flower that was incomprehensible on the blade. The blade gleamed with a cold light that sent chills down one's spine.

It's a good knife.

Feng Jiutian kept playing with the dagger, clearly quite fond of it. She examined it closely and discovered two characters engraved on the hilt—"Killing Style."

Killing technique… Feng Jiutian’s eyes suddenly darkened. Put them together, isn’t that the word “killing”?

Killing Style is much easier to contract than Fine Snow. Fine Snow, because it has not developed a sword spirit, launches sword attacks almost unconsciously. To gain recognition, one can only start with the sword spirit and work hard to win it over. Killing Style, on the other hand, has developed consciousness.

Feng Jiutian understood one thing very well: having a soul meant having fear, and having fear meant having the ability to threaten.

She didn't want to use weapons that could be used as leverage, so once she got the killing move, she started threatening directly.

But in fact, from the actual battle just now, Feng Jiutian could feel the power of the Killing Style. If the Killing Style really refused to form a contract, then no matter how much she threatened it, it would be in vain. The Red Lotus Night Fire was indeed powerful, but it was impossible for it to refine a divine weapon!

This killing technique appears to have been forged by Gu Luo. Gu Luo's fire has merged with her Crimson Lotus Nightfire, so the killing technique must recognize the fire in her hand, or more precisely, the cold white flame in the center of the Crimson Lotus Nightfire.

What Killer fears most is Guro's fire.

Having a fearsome killing technique makes one easier to threaten, which is why it's so easy to form a contract.

Feng Jiutian put away the Killing Technique. Before putting it away, he instructed it to disguise its appearance. The Killing Technique's current appearance should make it obvious to others that it was no ordinary item. Disguising it simply would make it easier to take it out at will.

After Feng Jiutian formed the killing technique in the secret chamber, all the daggers disappeared, and a scroll of secret manuals floated in mid-air. Feng Jiutian paused for a moment, then opened it.

A scroll containing secret techniques for weapon crafting.

Guro taught her incomplete knowledge, but this manual contains the complete information!

Feng Jiutian put away the manual and stepped into the next portal of light...

At the same time, Mo Shaoxie stopped refining the demon king's aura. He raised his hand and a tiny ray of light flicked out from his palm.

The small beam of light quickly formed a semi-transparent human figure in front of him, and upon closer inspection, it was none other than Gu Luo!

"Old friend, long time no see." Gu Luo greeted Mo Shaoxie in his usual tone.

Mo Shaoxie nodded slightly and replied calmly, "Long time no see."

No one knows what was contained in his "long time no see," and no one knows how much time had passed between the two of them when they greeted each other.

After exchanging greetings, the two fell into a long silence.

Guro sighed: "Why do you still talk so little?"

“You’ve become more talkative,” Mo Shaoxie said with a deep voice. “You didn’t used to talk so much nonsense.”

"Can't you just make do with me since I'm already dead?"

Guro muttered under his breath, "He really forgets his brothers when he has a woman."

At this point, he suddenly said, "Old friend, I still have a fragment of my soul left in the Deep Sea Prison. Remember to retrieve it."

"I know," Mo Shaoxie replied.

Silence fell again.

Knowing that Mo Shaoxie was a man of few words, Gu Luo wasn't annoyed. He snorted and darted back into Mo Shaoxie's body to recuperate his soul.

He didn't tell Mo Shaoxie that he had already told Feng Jiutian that he had vanished from the world, and that he would wait for Feng Jiutian to discover his existence and see how Mo Shaoxie would explain it!

At this moment, Feng Jiutian was somewhat bewildered.

No one knew that the final earth elemental trial would be a swampy illusion!

In the vast swamp, there was only one platform for her to stand on, and several magical beasts were watching her intently, pouncing and biting her from time to time!

what is this?

Would it be enough to just give her a swamp and let her bake into the ground?

Feng Jiutian held the fine snow in his hand, slashing at the menacing demonic beasts that pounced on him, while thinking about how to get through this level.

It can't really be... roasted, right?

Feng Jiutian couldn't think of anything, so he summoned the Crimson Lotus Night Fire and burned it directly onto the swamp. The magical beasts were all burned to ashes when they touched the Crimson Lotus Night Fire.

After a while, large areas of swamp were burned into hard, cracked land by the high temperature.

The illusion suddenly shattered, and a scroll of secret manuals floated up in front of Feng Jiutian.

"..."

So simple?

Feng Jiutian was a little skeptical. The previous times she had made her look foolish and embarrassed, so why was she so gentle this time?

The marks from the fight with the killer haven't faded yet.