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

He will never forget just how red that blood was.

But what my brother didn't know was that by the time he arrived, our mother's body had already been dissolved in a corpse-dissolving solution. He would never know how tragic her death was.

He could bear this heavy burden alone.

It was because of the loss of his mother, an alchemist, that the Flying Tiger Mercenary Group declined sharply. Everyone gradually left the group, and in the end, only he and his brother remained.

Look, this is human nature.

Feng Yi saw through everything. So what if they were young? He had plenty of patience. Those people had long lifespans. Sooner or later, he would turn them into ashes one by one!

Feng Jiutian has a keen eye for people. She couldn't hide the gloomy aura that Feng Yi exuded after talking about his mother. This child was carrying too much on his mind.

She immediately thought of how to guide him, but the one who tied the knot must untie it; he was unwilling to say more, and she wouldn't press him for answers.

"Let me teach you alchemy."

After a long pause, Feng Jiutian said in a slightly deep voice, "But you must swear on your soul that you will never betray the Nine Pride Mercenary Group, and you will never betray me."

For once, she felt a pang of compassion; she would never have bothered with such matters before, considering them mere busywork.

But Feng Yi looks so much like her.

Feng Jiutian seemed to see her former self in him—stubborn, unwilling to admit defeat, he was a person born to be dark.

Some people have commented that Feng Jiutian is a born assassin, and that's how she became the leader of the Chinese assassin mercenary group.

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, then knelt down without any hesitation: "I, Feng Yi, swear on my soul that I will never betray Feng Jiutian, and will never betray the Nine Pride Mercenary Group!"

An array formed beneath Feng Yi's feet, connecting with heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yi kowtowed deeply to Feng Jiutian: "Master, please accept my bow!"

Feng Jiutian quickly pulled Feng Yi up: "I can only lead you in, I'm not worthy to be your master yet, get up first."

Feng Yi looked up at Feng Jiutian, his stubbornness fading, and said earnestly, "You are my master!"

He is not only my master, but also my mentor who rebuilt me.

Later, Feng Jiutian couldn't correct Feng Yi's way of addressing him, so he simply gave up and let him go out to discuss things with Fei Hu and his brother. In any case, Fei Hu shouldn't be able to stop Feng Yi this time.

Feng Jiutian didn't ask about the specific outcome of their discussion, but when Feng Jiutian came out of the room the next day, the two of them were obviously much more harmonious.

They probably didn't argue.

Fei Hu, still somewhat grateful to Feng Jiutian, stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Commander!"

Feng Jiutian: "...You're welcome." Although she didn't know what he was thanking her for, it was never a bad thing to accept.

Feng Yi, who was behind Fei Hu, popped his head out and gave her a gesture of success, leaving her speechless.

Today, the Shaoge Auction in Yuancheng will be held. Fengzhi, who has been looking forward to it for a long time, is already waiting for her downstairs, ready to eat something and then leave.

"..."

Feng Jiutian looked at him strangely. At their level of cultivation, they shouldn't need to eat these things anymore, right?

However, seeing that Feng Zhi seemed very happy, Feng Jiutian didn't urge her. Anyway, there was still a long time before the auction, so they could just go two hours early.

The journey from the restaurant where they stayed to the Shaoge Auction House was very peaceful, taking only half an hour. Feng Jiutian was on guard the whole way, and Yuancheng was indeed in chaos. In just half an hour, he saw five or six fights.

Only Feng Zhi followed her out; the others were busy studying the secret manual.

Feng Jiutian wasn't the type to force things; in fact, the fewer people who came, the better. It seemed that portraits of Feng Zhi, Ruohan, Ji Xiaoqiang, and Huan would be released soon.

Therefore, Feng Zhi has taken a disguise pill before coming out.

"Wow, it's so crowded here." Feng Zhi stood on tiptoe and looked around, exclaiming, "Why are there so many people at this auction? Our auctions in Dongling are never this lively."

Feng Jiutian glanced at her, then walked calmly through the crowd, replying, "You made the auction list yesterday, didn't you see what was on it?"

"I didn't see it." Feng Zhi shook her head very sincerely.

She wasn't really interested in looking at any lists; she was more interested in watching the live auction.

Feng Jiutian couldn't help but facepalm. Feng Zhi had hidden himself too perfectly at the Royal Academy. She had no idea that he had such a carefree and easygoing personality.

Or perhaps all fire element practitioners are uniformly thick-skinned?

A long queue had already formed in front of the Shaoge Auction House; it was incredibly crowded.

“Hey, that path is empty, let’s go that way.” Feng Zhi suddenly pointed to the other side of the Shaoge Auction House. Feng Jiutian looked over, and there was also a passage, but it seemed to be a private passage with little traffic.

Without a word, Feng Jiutian grabbed Feng Zhi and headed in that direction. Behind them came the mocking voice of a spoiled young master who was still in line: "Trying to use the main passage? Haven't you ever been beaten up before?"

Indeed, there were two strong city guards standing in front of that passage, but Feng Jiutian ignored them and walked straight past.

Then, to the astonishment of the city guards and Feng Zhi, she took out the card that the effeminate man had given her earlier.

Perhaps this card signifies some kind of identity. After Feng Jiu came out at dawn, the expressions of the two city guards changed drastically, and they knelt down: "Welcome, young master."

Then, Feng Jiutian successfully entered using the card she had obtained from the effeminate man.

Fengzhi felt like she was dreaming.

"It's really empty." Halfway down the road, Feng Jiutian's indifferent voice came.

As we reached the end, a woman with a curvaceous figure approached us: "Welcome, distinguished guest."

“I have a deal with your sect leader,” Feng Jiutian said, looking at the woman directly.

The woman covered her mouth with her hand and giggled: "Oh dear, I understand. Young Master Xie has given all the instructions. Now all four kingdoms' Shaoge Auction Houses know about it, so please rest assured."

Feng Jiutian took out two bottles of pills directly from the Void Spirit Cauldron and handed them to the woman, saying, "Here are two high-grade, top-quality Battle Blood Pills. They will be auctioned today. Please estimate their price."

The woman's smile faltered, her expression shifting slightly as she cautiously sniffed the pill: "It truly is a high-grade, top-quality pill..."

She immediately smiled and said, "This price is probably at least a million gold coins!"

Feng Jiutian waved his hand again, and several herbs he had brought out from the Phoenix Tower appeared on the table: "What about these?"

The woman's smile froze, and she almost screamed, "A thousand-year-old ginseng, a blood-nourishing fruit, even better than lemongrass!"

These herbs are priceless treasures!

They're extremely rare and precious, hard to find anywhere.

This made the woman straighten her attitude, and she bowed respectfully: "I have arranged for these people to be auctioned tonight. Now, guests, please follow me."