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

She disliked this strange feeling and stopped when she stepped onto the first step.

"I... um..."

She had only uttered one word when her heart suddenly clenched with pain, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. This clenching pain lasted only a moment, but it drained all the color from Feng Jiutian's face, leaving it deathly pale.

If we had to use a metaphor to describe Feng Jiutian, it would be like something was squeezing her heart, a torment of loosening and then tightening its grip!

However, after the pain subsided, nothing else happened. Feng Jiutian breathed softly, her heart still seemingly savoring the agony that had caused her unbearable suffering.

"He has to endure ten times the pain."

A voice rang in Feng Jiutian's ears, causing her pupils to shrink. She looked up and saw Gu Luo, who should have disappeared long ago, standing in front of her, calmly continuing, "Just because of you, this pain is ten times greater."

Feng Jiutian suddenly realized something, and hurriedly walked up the steps to look at the person in the ice coffin. He was so shocked that he couldn't help but open his mouth, but for a long time he couldn't find his own voice.

Does your heart still ache?

Gu Luo's illusory figure was right beside Feng Jiutian, and he said slowly without any emotion, "In order to save you, he first forcibly broke the seal and restored his Divine Breaking cultivation, and then his divine consciousness left his body for more than three hours! He had almost recovered, but he insisted on staying in this ice coffin for at least two more months."

Feng Jiutian was stunned again. So that's how it was... so that the demon in the secret realm that day hadn't disappeared without a trace, but rather Mo Shaoxie's divine sense had arrived...

So, did Mo Shaoxie actually say the three words "Wait for me" that she heard that day?

Feng Jiutian was somewhat dazed.

Gu Luo's voice was completely devoid of emotion, yet Feng Jiutian felt a sense of unease in his heart. Then Gu Luo continued, "And you? Do you have any feelings for him? Even... a trace?"

emotion?

A look of bewilderment suddenly appeared on Feng Jiutian's icy face. Her gaze fell through the coffin lid onto Mo Shaoxie's handsome and innocent face, and she seemed to lose her composure.

Love?

She had no idea who the other person was.

Don't you love me?

But she was also so concerned about the other person's safety, fearing that the other person might suffer some fatal injury because of her.

It took Feng Jiu a long time to find her voice.

"I……"

Feng Jiutian opened her mouth, but was startled by her own voice. Her voice was now terribly hoarse, as if... she had been crying.

She subconsciously touched her cheek and unexpectedly touched a wet spot. For the first time, she was stunned...

"I cried?"

Feng Jiutian's voice was still somewhat dazed, and he shook his head in denial: "No, how could I possibly cry?"

Whether she was speaking to Gu Luo or to herself, Feng Jiutian seemed to shut out all external noise and fell into a daze.

Gu Luo glanced at Feng Jiutian, then at Mo Shaoxie lying in the ice coffin. A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, a mixture of disappointment and frustration. It was unclear whether he disliked Feng Jiutian or Mo Shaoxie.

He couldn't bear to look at it and turned away, deciding to avoid seeing it altogether.

Feng Jiutian was filled with mixed feelings at this moment, unable to tell whether it was gratitude, guilt, or... love?

She had never loved anyone. Looking at everything that had happened between Ling Yuan and Mo San Niang, no matter how moved she was, it was just simple emotion.

If we're really talking about 'love' this time, Feng Jiutian feels like a stranger.

Because she couldn't fully understand the meaning and significance of the word, Feng Jiutian also couldn't understand what kind of feeling it was that Mo Sanniang loved Ling Yuan so much that she was willing to sacrifice her own soul and forcibly distort her own personality to become someone else and lie in wait by Ling Yuan's side.

After that memory came back, according to Ling Yuan, he actually recognized Mo San Niang when he saw her fighting the monsters in that forest back then.

This is why Ling Yuan lingered for a while after seeing that girl back then.

Before Ling Yuan left, Feng Jiutian asked him a question: "What is love?"

Ling Yuan said, "When you can recognize someone at first glance in a vast sea of ​​people, that is love."

Ling Yuan was able to recognize Mo San Niang because he loved her to the core, and Mo San Niang was willing to give her soul and disappear forever for Ling Yuan.

It was this kind of emotion that Feng Jiutian couldn't understand that made her feel bored and uninterested.

And now, she seems to be able to understand a little bit of the relationship between Lingyuan and Mo Sanniang back then...

"I still don't understand."

She couldn't understand why Mo Shao Xie was so persistent in doing so much for her. Was he waiting for her to repay him? But Mo Shao Xie didn't need that; he even gave her all the fine snow.

Feng Jiutian thought she could understand everything, but now, facing Mo Shaoxie, the emotions welling up in her heart made her feel bewildered and terribly unfamiliar.

My first thought was to escape.

"Guluo, you should have disappeared. I don't care why you're here. I'll repay everything I owe the sissy. Just tell me how to leave..."

"What a heartless person."

Gu Luo glanced back at Feng Jiutian. After all, she was his disciple, and this wasn't the state he wanted to see her in. Besides, Feng Jiutian was the woman his old friend had taken a liking to...

"Forget it, forget it. The main island of the Deep Sea Prison is just outside that door. You should leave!"

With an impatient wave of his hand, Gu Luo created a simple door on the smooth wall. Feng Jiutian stood up and clasped his hands in thanks to Gu Luo: "Thank you, senior!"

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

Gu Luo tried to shoo Feng Jiutian away like a fly, but Feng Jiutian didn't care. He dragged his feet and pushed open the door, glancing at the ice coffin out of the corner of his eye. He seemed to be thinking about something before leaving the secret room.

"What a heartless woman..."

After Feng Jiutian left, Mo Shaoxie opened his eyes in the ice coffin. The lid of the ice coffin was also lifted, and he sat up inside, sighing, "When will this little woman finally get her senses?"

"Are you out of your mind? Lie back down!"

Gu Luo's cold voice came from the side, causing Mo Shaoxie's back to stiffen, and his expression became somewhat helpless: "Actually, I'm fine..."

"Yes."

Gu Luo's voice drifted over: "Then, who was the person whose consciousness almost left their body half a month ago, causing their soul to dissipate?"

Mo Shaoxie remained silent, his eyes glancing guiltily to the side.

"I can explain."

This time, he claimed that he didn't even need to use the title of "Even I," and Mo Shaoxie felt a little embarrassed in front of his old friend.

A powerful force emanated from Gu Luo, which invisibly pressed Mo Shaoxie into the coffin and closed the lid.