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

Mo Shaoxie decisively slapped the two-headed dragon to death and followed in Feng Jiutian's footsteps.

The two-headed dragon, comparable to a master immortal, was brutally killed, and Feng Jiutian merely gave it a glance.

One day, she will surpass the sissy.

The two walked along the passage for a long time, and gradually heard sounds coming from above. They found a place and took out two stools. Mo Shaoxie took out a luminous pearl from somewhere, and its dim light was extremely bright in the darkness.

Feng Jiutian and Mo Shaoxie remained silent, sitting quietly and listening to the sounds coming from above.

Because there were many footsteps, there must have been a lot of people. After listening for a while, Feng Jiutian judged that there was an argument going on upstairs, so he sat down.

And the ground.

The once empty and tranquil Guili Forest was now filled with people. A group of people were surrounding a cave, in front of which was a ring of corrosive water. The outer layer of the water was surrounded by a group of magical beasts, each of which was of a high level and could be a local overlord. Yet they were all gathered here, looking fierce and menacing at the humans, as if they were guarding something.

This unusual behavior only fueled the curiosity of the person who had survived countless near-death experiences to reach the heart of the forest, filling him with greed and a desire to possess the treasure.

The beam of light inside the cave has been there for over half a month, shooting straight into the sky, with a protective barrier rising around it. It's really hard to know what to do.

A group of humans, gathered around the beam of light and the outer edge of the monster, were itching to make a move, but none of them dared to make the first move, so they began to greet each other.

"Oh, isn't this the Third Young Master of the Dongfang family? It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Ah, it's the Sect Master of the Sword Spirit Sect! You're too kind!"

The various factions exchanged friendly pleasantries before falling into a long silence.

Someone shouted, "Who gets the treasure?" and then a commotion broke out.

“In my opinion, it should belong to my Fuling Mountain…” A middle-aged man shamelessly stepped forward to claim credit.

"Pah! Who do you think you are!" someone interrupted, showing no mercy with their contempt.

"How dare you provoke Fuling Mountain so easily!" the middle-aged man roared.

"Pooh!"

Then the two started fighting, and it was a chaotic scene. In order not to affect the emergence of the treasure, someone threw the two fighting out of the crowd.

"What a bunch of ignorant fools..." Jiuyao stood on the top of the tallest tree and looked around. Besides her, there were four other people hanging on the tree.

Ji Xiaoruo, Han Feng, Zhi Qianghuan, and others all looked at Jiu Yao, desperately trying to signal with their eyes.

...Please, Grandma, keep your voice down!

In the past two weeks, countless times, because of Jiu Yao's loose tongue, his group ended up fighting with other people!

Although it wasn't what they really thought, they'd already fought, and they weren't afraid of anyone. But there were plenty of strong people out there, so it was better to avoid trouble and fights.

However, given that Jiuyao fights four or five times a day on average, their gang has gloriously risen from the Jiuyao Mercenary Group to—the Bandit Mercenary Group.

No, they didn't want to admit it, but now their faces are so familiar in the Guili Forest that anyone who sees them runs away. They can't even get any information about Jiutian's whereabouts, so now they can only hide in a tree with their faces covered.

Otherwise, if they appear in a crowd, they will surely be attacked by the crowd.

Tired.

Ignoring the subtle hints from the four people, Jiuyao snorted coldly and started counting on his fingers, preparing to jump down from the tree to fight.

"Senior, please don't go—" Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Zhi immediately stopped Jiu Yao in advance, pleading with him.

Jiuyao frowned and snorted. She had no intention of fighting; she had only sensed Feng Jiutian's aura.

However, after glancing at the three people beside him, Jiuyao still didn't say anything and leaned against the tree to continue watching the show.

Just as things were getting out of hand, the ground suddenly shook violently.

"Roar--"

The monsters roared in unison, shaking the entire earth three times.

All the mercenaries, mages, and warriors present fell silent, those who were fighting stopped, and they stared intently at the magical beast.

However, the monsters did not intend to move and remained guarding the cave.

Everyone started trying to figure out how to sneak through the gaps in the monsters' defenses, break through the barrier, and obtain the treasure.

No one dared to provoke these magical beasts. If it were just one or two, it would be fine, but with such a large group, if a fight really broke out, they could only run away.

At this point, someone needs to be sacrificed to clear the way.

But he didn't want to die, and the atmosphere once again dropped to freezing point.

After listening for a while, Feng Jiutian in the underground realm roughly guessed what had happened. Coupled with the two roars of the demonic beasts, it seemed that the situation above had entered a stalemate.

She got up, packed everything away, threw the luminous pearl back to Mo Shaoxie, and then turned and continued walking towards the passage.

Mo Shaoxie held the luminous pearl and said cryptically, "Actually, I wouldn't mind if my wife puts it away..."

"Swish." A gleaming dagger was instantly pressed against Mo Shaoxie's neck. Feng Jiutian's eyes turned slightly cold: "Change your mind."

Is this effeminate guy getting addicted to taking advantage?

Feng Jiutian felt it was necessary to let him know that she still had a temper, otherwise hearing him call her so intimately every time would create a misconception.

He had the illusion that he was the seventh prince.

Although Feng Jiutian had some doubts, the two of them never seemed to be the same kind of people, which dispelled some of her concerns.

But every time she heard Mo Shaoxie call her that, she felt strange.

Mo Shaoxie raised an eyebrow, then casually pulled Feng Jiutian into his arms, whispering intimately in her ear, "What are you afraid of, my wife?"

A cold glint flashed in Feng Jiutian's eyes. Just as she was about to take down all three lanes with her knee, Mo Shaoxie blocked Feng Jiutian's knee with one large hand and pinched her hand holding the dagger with the other. With a twist of his wrist, he turned Feng Jiutian from a frontal embrace to a back-to-back embrace.

My hand is just a little twisted.

"Let go." Her cold voice rang out.

Mo Shaoxie buried his face in Feng Jiutian's neck and took a breath, saying in a muffled voice, "Your husband obeys."

The moment he finished speaking, Mo Shaoxie released his grip on Feng Jiutian, who then turned and continued her attack.

Mo Shaoxie sighed helplessly, dodging Feng Jiutian's attacks, and gently advised, "Why does my wife have to get so angry..."

He hasn't even done anything yet, he's feeling wronged.

Feng Jiutian's expression turned cold once again. He pursed his lips and launched a fierce attack without saying a word. The chill emanating from his body answered Mo Shaoxie.

She was very angry.

As a result, Mo Shaoxie subdued Feng Jiutian once again, coaxing her gently, "I won't touch my wife anymore, don't hit me, be careful..." He smiled and pointed upwards, successfully earning a cold glare from Feng Jiutian.

However, this method did work. After Mo Shaoxie released Feng Jiutian, Feng Jiutian did not directly use a killing move against Mo Shaoxie.