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

Upon seeing this, Feng Jiutian's expression hardened. With a swift movement, he vanished from his spot and instantly reappeared in mid-air, catching the little girl in his arms and landing safely.

"Thank goodness..."

The little girl was still muttering in fear in Feng Jiutian's arms. Feng Jiutian couldn't help but pat the top of her head and ask softly, "What's your name?"

"My name is Mo Qiniang!"

Mo Qiniang smiled, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling, and said to Feng Jiutian earnestly, word by word, "I am the seventh-generation Holy Maiden of the Gu Mo Clan, super, super, super powerful—"

"Seventh Sister!"

Before Mo Qiniang could finish speaking, a stern rebuke came from behind Feng Jiutian, causing her small body to stiffen and her face to turn pale.

Feng Jiutian turned around and saw a middle-aged man walking towards her with an unfriendly expression. His eyes were fixed on Mo Qiniang, and he said sternly, "Why are you here again? Have you finished your training for today?"

Mo Qiniang shrank back into Feng Jiutian's arms and muttered softly, "Father is so fierce..."

Then he shouted loudly at the middle-aged man, "I've finished my practice!"

"is it?"

The middle-aged man stared at Mo Qiniang with a stern face. After walking closer, his gaze shifted to Feng Jiutian, his brows furrowing and a sharp glint flashing in his eyes: "You must be the guest who came to deliver the gifts today?"

There was no respect or contempt in his tone, but Feng Jiutian could detect a hint of hostility in it, and he frowned slightly in displeasure.

"Yes, I returned the items."

"Ah!"

The middle-aged man gave a cryptic sneer, then reached out and pulled Mo Qiniang out of Feng Jiutian's arms, saying coldly, "Then you should be careful, guest. There might be some poorly managed spirit Gu in this valley. It wouldn't be good if you got contaminated with them!"

This was a blatant threat, but Feng Jiutian's concern wasn't about that; it was about the middle-aged man's martial arts technique.

Just as he pulled Mo Qiniang away from his arms, Feng Jiutian suddenly felt himself being locked in place by a consciousness, rendering him instantly unable to move.

This allowed the middle-aged man to easily carry Mo Qiniang away.

Feng Jiutian had never seen such a technique before. This kind of technique, which could directly control a person's movements, made Feng Jiutian very curious.

However, despite her curiosity, Feng Jiutian wasn't the type to insist on learning this technique just because she was curious. Moreover, judging from the middle-aged man's hostility towards her, she figured he wouldn't teach her.

"Father! You're not allowed to be so mean to my sister!"

Mo Qiniang poked her head out from under the middle-aged man's armpit and yelled at him indignantly, "I've already done the training, why are you still taking me back?!"

"Why do kids always want to play!"

The middle-aged man withdrew his unfriendly gaze from Feng Jiutian, grabbed Mo Qiniang, and started walking back, scolding her as he went: "You don't even bother to practice what you've learned before after you've finished your training. The three generations of Holy Maidens are much more diligent than you. Unlike you, all you do is play and brag all day long..."

As the two figures gradually walked away, Mo Qiniang seemed to still be arguing with the middle-aged man, but Feng Jiutian couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

This also made Feng Jiutian notice something unusual—within this valley, the range that his divine sense could cover was only five feet around him.

Beyond five feet, Feng Jiutian could only hear the volume, just like an ordinary person, and could not use his divine sense to probe.

However, Feng Jiutian was unaware of any other restrictions placed here, which was quite interesting...

Since she was only staying there for one day, Feng Jiutian didn't care who was hostile towards her. After all, she might never see them again in this lifetime, so there was no need to worry about such a small matter.

However, just as Feng Jiutian was enjoying the quiet moment under the tree, the conch shell she always carried with her emitted a fluctuation of divine consciousness.

"Miss Feng...Miss Feng!"

Gong Xifei's voice came from inside the conch shell.

Feng Jiutian picked up the conch shell and, using his divine sense, asked, "What is it?"

"My master has agreed to your request, but there are two rare and precious treasures that we have discovered, yet no one has been able to obtain them, not even the top fifty mercenary guilds..."

Gong Xifei said in a somewhat solemn voice, "Even with the Heavenly Fiend Pearl and the Thousand Mountain Dragon Spring, do you really want to come to the Deep Sea Prison in person?"

Feng Jiutian was silent for a while. The Thousand Mountain Dragon Spring and the Heavenly Fiend Pearl were two of the essential items required for the "First Chapter of the Profound Spirit Heavenly Root".

The Heavenly Fiend Pearl is imbued with Yin energy and is a rare treasure formed from the souls of those who have nowhere else to go in the world. It is a rare sight that only appears once every thousand years!

Although it is an evil object, it can still be used to refine medicine. The Thousand Mountain Dragon Spring can remove the evil energy from the Heavenly Fiend Pearl, leaving only the yin energy to repair the soul. Both are indispensable.

In a flash, Feng Jiutian made up his mind and said, "Wait here, I'll set off for the Deep Sea Prison right now."

"Miss Feng, hurry! The Heavenly Fiend Pearl we've detected seems to be moving. Please get there as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

Feng Jiutian put away the conch shell and quickly arrived at the ancestral hall where Chief Mo was. Inside, the middle-aged man and Mo Qiniang were both there, seemingly discussing something.

However, Feng Jiutian didn't care about all that. He went up and asked directly, "Clan Chief Mo, I need to leave as soon as possible. May I ask what you need to take with you?"

The middle-aged man's face was very unpleasant, and he roared gruffly, "Don't take anything with you, just leave now and stop dawdling!"

"How are you talking!"

Chief Mo struck the middle-aged man's leg with his cane and scolded, "You've had this stubborn temper for hundreds of years! If you had this temper back then, how come you weren't killed by Ling Yuan back then!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiutian looked at the middle-aged man with a sense of realization, and could vaguely see a resemblance in his face to the little boy who had once questioned Ling Yuan...

The middle-aged man remained silent, but his hostility towards Feng Jiutian intensified. Feng Jiutian had always thought this hostility stemmed from Ling Yuan, until Clan Chief Mo said, "The person you're asking me to take out isn't just anyone, it's Xiao Qi."

As he spoke, Chief Mo gestured for Feng Jiutian to look at the tiny Mo Qiniang, then sighed and said, "Qiniang's mother passed away early, and she was chosen by the Spirit Gu Serpent God to become a Holy Maiden. After the Holy Maiden turns five, she must leave the valley to gain experience, and can only return when she turns fifteen. Therefore, I humbly request that you, young lady..."

At this point, Chief Mo paused, a troubled expression appearing on his face. On one hand, he was reluctant to part with Mo Qiniang, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Feng Jiutian would not agree to take Mo Qiniang with him.