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

No matter how clearly the records are made, it's not the same as personal experience. Moreover, Feng Jiutian tried twice and failed. Without the old man's guidance, it would be very difficult to get through this hurdle.

"this is for you."

Feng Jiutian took out the fire-elemental cultivation manual he had obtained in the Ancient Luo Palace and handed it to Feng Zhi: "This is a fire elemental cultivation manual. I've looked at it. It's very suitable for your whip. It's very flexible. Practice it more."

Feng Zhi took the cultivation manual with a look of surprise and delight. After opening it, she exclaimed in admiration, "A high-level cultivation manual!"

"this is yours."

Feng Jiutian handed the water element manual to Qiang Huan and said, "The water element technique is divided into two parts: one is for offense and the other is for healing. Be careful when you practice it."

"And there's mine too?" Qiang happily hugged the cultivation manual to her chest, somewhat losing her composure.

The remaining people all looked at Feng Jiutian with expectant eyes.

"Here you go!" Feng Jiutian tossed the cultivation manual he found in the earth elemental chamber to Ji Xiao: "You should be able to practice this. Once you've mastered it, the mercenary group will need your instruction."

Feng Jiutian had examined that cultivation technique; it contained absolutely deadly moves, without a single useless one. It was indeed a good technique, but it all depended on whether Ji Xiao knew how to use it.

Ji Xiao was a pure martial artist, and this martial arts manual was just a random martial arts manual that Gu Luo randomly picked and put in, which just happened to be a good match for Ji Xiao.

Ji Xiao was completely surprised that Feng Jiutian had given him a share, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, holding the manual with some excitement.

Advanced Martial Arts Manual!

They're already top-tier in the Tenglong Continent!

Feng Jiutian handed the wood-type cultivation manual to Ruohan and said, "This cultivation manual has already evolved into the form of a wind-type formation. You should study it carefully and give it a try."

Ruohan was somewhat stunned as he caught the manual that Feng Jiutian tossed to him. He hadn't expected that Feng Jiutian would have so many high-level manuals for them to cultivate!

Even if the Ruo family searched through the entire family's archives, they would not be able to find a single high-level manual. Every high-level manual would become a coveted item, and it would not be impossible for people to kill each other to seize the treasure for a single manual. Yet Feng Jiutian casually threw out four of them.

It’s incredible!

"Don't look at me like that, it's not my style," Feng Jiutian said, glancing at everyone before finally offering a reminder.

"Cough." Ruohan coughed lightly to cover up her cough.

The other three also withdrew their arrogant gazes. Feng Jiutian couldn't help but rub his forehead and turned to Fei Hu, saying softly, "You are also a martial artist, so you can practice the same book as Ji Xiao."

"Yes! Thank you, Commander!" Flying Tiger lowered his head and responded with delight.

Feng Jiutian nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the tiny figure beside Fei Hu, who reached up to his waist, and chuckled, "What does the little guy want to refine?"

Feng Yi looked up at Feng Jiutian, blinked, and said meticulously, "I want to be an alchemist in the future!"

"Do you know the entry requirements for becoming an alchemist?" Feng Jiutian asked him softly as before.

Feng Yi shouted, "I have fire element and wood element, I can become an alchemist!"

Feng Yi's eyes were bright, his tone firm, and he spoke with great determination. With his eyes fixed on Feng Jiutian, he added, "I want to become a revered alchemist!"

Feng Jiutian noticed a detail: the little boy said "want" instead of "think". Normally, people would say "want to become something", but only those who already know something would say "want to become something" unless they are confident enough.

Fei Hu quickly covered Feng Yi's mouth and apologized, "I'm sorry, Commander, Feng Yi, you must have found this amusing..."

"No, it's a good thing that Feng also has his own ideas."

Feng Jiutian smiled, already understanding Feng Yi's intentions. She sat up, glanced at everyone, and said, "You all go back and study the cultivation techniques for a while." Then she turned to Fei Hu and said, "I want to talk to him."

Fei Hu released Feng Yi's mouth, his expression slightly unpleasant. He forced a smile, nodded, and said, "Yes, Commander."

Everyone left, leaving only Feng Jiutian and Feng Yi in the room.

"Alright, little guy, stop pretending." Feng Jiutian, unusually in a good mood, flicked his forehead and said, "You've already touched the threshold of alchemy, haven't you?"

"how do you know?"

Feng Yi looked at Feng Jiutian with a surprised expression, pursed her lips, and her little face tightened up again: "But my brother doesn't like me refining pills."

Looking at Feng Yi's appearance, Feng Jiutian suddenly thought of Gu Luo. Gu Luo was focused on weapon crafting and didn't like alchemy either.

That's how he carved out a path in the art of weapon crafting.

Feng Jiutian, unusually gentle, patted the child's head and asked in the softest voice he had ever used, "Why doesn't your brother want you to refine pills?"

Feng Yi gritted his teeth, his face suddenly turning resentful, and he tried his best to hold back his anger. But how could a child hide his emotions? Feng Jiutian could tell at a glance that there was obviously another reason.

"Don't be afraid, I'm your family now," Feng Jiutian said softly.

"Plop." Feng Yi's tears fell from her eyes.

“My mother was an alchemist…” He sobbed as he looked at Feng Jiutian, saying each word clearly, “But just because my mother was an alchemist, she was killed by those people because she couldn’t refine the pills.”

"Isn't being an alchemist such a noble profession? Why would anyone dare to harm an alchemist?" Feng Yi cried out, as if venting his frustration.

It turned out to be the case.

Feng Jiutian was silent.

He was harmed by someone.

After a long pause, Feng Jiu finally spoke, "Does your brother want you to learn martial arts?"

Then, when you become powerful enough, you can take revenge and protect yourself from being harmed again.

“My brother wants me to become a mage or a martial artist, but I want to refine pills. My mother died because of refining pills, so why can’t I do it?”

"I will use alchemy to recruit more powerful individuals to avenge me! I want to see those who trampled on my mother reduced to ashes!"

Feng Yi uttered each word as if branded, it was hard to imagine that a child could have such a deep obsession and such ruthless thoughts.

Feng Jiutian never underestimates anyone, including children. Even a child can unleash tremendous energy.

Fei Hu may have sensed Feng Yi's thoughts, which is why he forbade him from touching the pills, perhaps out of fear of losing his loved ones again.

What Feng Jiutian didn't know was that Feng Yi hadn't mentioned another matter.

If it were just the pain of losing his mother, it wouldn't have been enough to make him hate her to this extent. But on that particular day, his mother fed him a pill that concealed his presence and bound him in a corner!

He watched as those beasts not only defiled his mother again and again, but also tortured and killed her right in front of him!