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

A vine sprouted from the ground and pierced through the black-robed man's chest, splattering blood all around. Mo Shaoxie looked at the black-robed man, whose face was contorted in pain, and said coldly, "For the next half hour, you will wish you were dead."

"Mo Shaoxie!"

Knowing that begging for mercy was useless, the man in black-robed stared at Mo Shaoxie with a sinister look in his eyes. He threatened sharply, "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell the new Demon King where you are? Also, this woman is probably very important to you, isn't she?"

"It is very important."

Mo Shaoxie nodded seriously, and the black-robed man's smile turned smug. But Mo Shaoxie's next words made his smile freeze.

"This secret realm was created by the gods and cannot tolerate any defilement from the demon race. I don't know how you managed to sneak in, but..."

"This place is isolated from the outside world. Even if you want to go out, there is no one to help you. Even if you die here, not a single message of yours will reach the demon race."

Mo Shaoxie revealed an extremely cold smile: "So... go and pay for my woman's life!"

Mo Shaoxie was someone who was extremely good at understanding his surroundings. He could tell where he was at a glance, and he was glad that he was here.

otherwise……

How could he so easily use his demon form to avenge Feng Jiutian!

The teleportation array had already been shut down, and the black-robed man's shrill screams continued, but Mo Shaoxie was completely unaffected.

He turned and walked toward Feng Jiutian, who was lying in a pool of blood.

Mo Shaoxie raised his hand to treat Feng Jiutian's chest wound. Looking at the blood flowing all over the ground, a surge of anger welled up in his heart for no reason, even more so than before!

Suddenly, he turned around sharply, looked at the black-robed man tormented by the vine veins, reached out, and squeezed in the air. The black-robed man seemed to be grabbed by a giant hand and lifted into the air.

"What do you want to do!"

The man in black robes screamed in terror, his voice hoarse: "The new Demon King will not let you go, if you..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud "bang" was heard, and the black-robed man's body exploded from the ground, turning into a bloody mist that dissipated into the world.

Nothing was left behind, nothing was left.

Mo Shaoxie had no patience to listen to what the man in black robes was saying. He turned his head, looked down at Feng Jiutian, carefully brushed away the strands of hair stuck to her forehead, and wiped away the bloodstains on her face.

"You've gotten yourself into this state in just a few months..."

He said in a low voice, "How can I feel at ease letting you go on your training alone? If it weren't for the fact that our blood is fused, how could I have sensed that you were so badly injured..."

Mo Shaoxie carefully picked up Feng Jiutian, using his spiritual power to heal her wounds while his expression grew increasingly cold.

He even started thinking that it would be better to let this little woman stay by his side completely, not go anywhere, and just stay obediently.

However, this thought vanished when he saw Feng Jiutian's clear, elfin face.

The girl's red lips were pale, and she had a faint breath.

Mo Shaoxie, however, could never get enough of looking at him.

Feng Jiutian is Feng Jiutian. If she loses her wings, she will no longer be herself. Mo Shaoxie chose to let go and let her grow on her own.

Despite his deep reluctance, he did not want to part with it.

Mo Shaoxie rested his chin on Feng Jiutian's forehead and let out a soft, helpless sigh.

"I almost... lost you."

Just a little bit.

Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately Feng Jiutian is still alive, otherwise Mo Shaoxie thinks he would destroy everything in this world!

It was at this moment that Mo Shaoxie realized he had completely fallen for the little woman, and now it was time to see when she would finally see her own heart clearly.

After healing all of Feng Jiutian's wounds, Mo Shaoxie gently placed a kiss on Feng Jiutian's cheek.

"I'm waiting for you."

With those three simple words, his body emitted a burst of golden light. As the golden light slowly dissipated, Mo Shaoxie's figure vanished from the spot, leaving behind several plumes of blood mist on the ground.

Mo Shaoxie's serious injuries have not yet healed, and his true form is still recuperating in that ice coffin. His appearance now is only because Feng Jiutian has Mo Shaoxie's blood on her.

The demonic blood that Mo Shaoxie seed possessed in Feng Jiutian was his lifeblood, and it had already merged with Feng Jiutian's bloodline.

Once Feng Jiutian's life is threatened, Mo Shaoxie will immediately receive the message and, through the medium of Feng Jiutian, will be able to directly induce his soul to condense a body at Feng Jiutian's location, creating the illusion of his true form appearing.

In reality, it was merely Mo Shaoxie's soul. The power of Mo Shaoxie's soul was far greater than that of his physical body, so killing a man in black robes was effortless for him.

However, the time for soul teleportation is limited, and Mo Shaoxie cannot stay in this body for long, otherwise it would be harmful to Feng Jiutian.

So after healing Feng Jiutian's injuries, Mo Shaoxie didn't have time to check on the old man who was often with Feng Jiutian, and could only leave in a hurry.

In a way, Mo Shaoxie should thank that old man. If it weren't for him, Feng Jiutian probably wouldn't have been able to hold out until he arrived.

After Mo Shaoxie left.

Feng Jiutian gradually regained some consciousness. She vaguely felt a gentle hand touching her forehead and seemed to be saying something, but she couldn't hear a single word.

Finally, she heard three words.

"I'm waiting for you."

Feng Jiutian was extremely familiar with that voice, and he was somewhat surprised, as well as feeling a strange and inexplicable emotion.

Yes... Mo Shaoxie.

Feng Jiutian thought she might be hallucinating. After an unknown amount of time, she finally felt that she could move. She coughed twice and sat up from the ground. It seemed that because she had been lying down for too long, Feng Jiutian could feel that her body was very stiff.

This place is the same spot where the teleportation array appeared that day.

The place she was lying in was exactly where she had lost consciousness that day, and even the dried blood beneath her was exactly the same.

And what about the man in black robes?

Feng Jiutian was puzzled. Logically, the man in black should have pressed his advantage and drained her dry. Why was he suddenly... silent?

She wondered if Mo Shaoxie had saved her again, but this guess was wrong. Mo Shaoxie should be far away from her, so how could he know where she was and arrive in time to save her?

Feng Jiutian rejected this guess, but unable to find any other reason, she had no choice but to temporarily give up thinking about the question.

"Old man?"

Feng Jiutian called out, "Old man? Are you alright?"

"Girl."

Xuanji Zi's weak voice came out, barely a whisper: "That vine absorbed a portion of my soul power. I'm afraid I'll have to fall into a deep sleep again."

"I don't know how long you'll sleep. You... need to cultivate properly."