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

"No respect for elders or younger ones..."

The old man's face darkened when he heard Feng Jiutian's exclamation, and he said, "You should call me Grandpa, what do you mean 'you' and 'me'..."

Feng Jiutian coughed lightly, frowned, and said with his usual calm expression, "Excuse me."

"Wasn't the senior supposed to be guarding the library at the Royal Academy? How come... where is this?"

Feng Jiutian asked cautiously, her lips pressed into a straight line, her eyes fixed on the old man, waiting for his answer.

Moreover, this old man was none other than the one who had entrusted Jiu Yao to her to guard the Royal Academy. Feng Jiu Tian had always been somewhat suspicious of his identity, but now it seemed that he was indeed not simple.

The old man snorted softly, "So, you still don't want to call me grandpa?"

He was as aloof as he had been when he trained Feng Jiutian at the Royal Academy, but for some reason, Feng Jiutian found the old man somewhat endearing in his words and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Of course not, but senior should at least tell me the whole story, otherwise how can I bring myself to call him grandfather?"

Whispers filled the room, mostly about Feng Jiutian. Feng Jiutian pretended not to hear the details, his eyes fixed on the old man.

A hint of a smile flashed across the old man's sharp eyes. He tapped his fingers on the wheelchair handle, and a surge of powerful spiritual energy spread throughout the room. He said coldly with an air of pressure, "What's all the noise about? Get out!"

"Yes."

The people inside responded in unison, their eyes still lingering on Feng Jiutian with a mixture of curiosity and inquiry.

A glint flashed in Feng Jiutian's eyes. Judging from this, the old man seemed to hold a special position in this family. The moment he gave the order, everyone retreated even if they didn't want to.

Before leaving, Qingzhi gave Feng Jiutian an encouraging look, and then the door slammed shut.

"You're quite heartless, girl."

The old man stood up with a smile, extended his hand to Feng Jiutian, and a power flowed out from his hand. Feng Jiutian could only watch as this power flowed into her body, and she could do nothing about it.

This feeling was unpleasant, she frowned.

However, Feng Jiutian then felt a surge of heat rising from her dantian, and instantly spiritual energy spread throughout her limbs and bones, causing her stiff body to begin to warm up.

The old man kept rambling on and on: "Your mother's temperament is different from yours. Although she's strong-willed, she doesn't make enemies like you at the drop of a hat, like a crazy girl..."

Feng Jiutian remained silent, listening quietly to the old man's narration with her eyes lowered. When her body was able to move freely again, Feng Jiutian gradually understood what the old man was saying and the relationship between them.

But what shocked her even more was that she had been in a coma for a full ten years!

How much can happen in ten years?

Feng Jiutian was well aware of this, but instead of immediately asking about the affairs between the four kingdoms, she inquired about Mo Shaoxie's whereabouts.

Upon hearing Feng Jiutian mention Mo Shaoxie, the old man snorted again: "That brat, like you, also slept for ten years. You've woken up, but I don't know anything about that kid."

"That's it..."

After learning about Mo Shaoxie's situation, Feng Jiutian got up and stretched, opening her arms and legs before heading out without hesitation.

"Where are you going, you brat?"

The old man, enraged, erected a barrier at the entrance, blocking Feng Jiutian's path. He shouted, "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you running away!"

Feng Jiutian glanced at the old man and said coldly, "I'm going to see Mo Shaoxie."

"He's perfectly fine, you sit down!"

……

Finally, Feng Jiutian heard everything the old man had said. Only after the old man left did she sit at the table, somewhat dazed, propping her chin up with her hand and foot, unsure of what to do.

ten years……

It felt like a dream.

Feng Jiutian couldn't understand how Shangguan Yi suddenly became the king of Beiqi Kingdom, and how Xixuan Kingdom suddenly had a third prince who was said to have been framed by the demon race after entering the secret realm.

Since Yushan, the Nine Heavens Mercenary Group has gained fame on the Tenglong Continent, becoming a fearsome organization.

After becoming the ruler of Beiqi Kingdom, Shangguan Yi began to launch a frenzied attack on Dongling Kingdom. Since Dongling Kingdom was Feng Jiutian's mother country, Ji Tianzuo helped Dongling Kingdom, which made Shangguan Yi furious.

Now, Feng Jiutian is in a pure land created by the Holy Blood Clan, a place free from turmoil. However, everything changed ten years ago when Feng Jiutian entered the Holy Blood Clan.

The demon realm began a frenzied attack on the Holy Blood Clan, or rather, on Mo Shaoxie, who was lying within the Holy Blood Clan.

Mo Shaoxie, like Feng Jiutian, had been asleep for ten years. Feng Jiutian thought that he had probably broken the seal, which was why he had been asleep for so long.

Feng Jiutian couldn't find a reason for her slumber, but when she activated the elemental power within her body, the reason for her slumber became clear.

It turns out that the power was being absorbed too quickly, requiring a buffer period...

Feng Jiutian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, because of this, she didn't have to exert so much effort to adapt to this power, and she could use it more appropriately.

Moreover, according to the old man, this is the most critical moment in the battle between the Demon Realm and the Holy Blood Clan, and the battleground is set at the ancient ruins.

Feng Jiutian knew about the ancient ruins; it was a place she had once created and then abandoned, but unexpectedly it remained and evolved into a new realm of laws.

The battle will take place in five days. This battle was started by Mo Shaoxie and her, and Feng Jiutian naturally wants to stop it!

And that old man... was the patriarch of the Holy Blood Clan.

Xuelin is the old man's daughter, and she is his granddaughter... But in terms of age, Feng Jiutian was once a god in the heavens, and has lived for countless millennia. She simply couldn't bring herself to call someone who wasn't close to her "grandfather"...

If he were to live here, Feng Jiutian thought he would have to adapt; otherwise, how could he integrate into such a vast world?

"Little girl, little girl, you're finally awake!"

Xuanji Zi popped his head out of the Void Spirit Cauldron, looking somewhat surprised but also a little aggrieved, and said, "You've been asleep for ten years, and this old man hasn't been able to find anyone to talk to for ten years. I'm so bored I'm practically growing weeds..."

"It hasn't even grown grass yet, has it?" Feng Jiutian glanced at Xuanji Zi sideways, smiled and said, "Old man, I'm sorry you've suffered."

Upon hearing this, Xuanji Zi revealed a mysterious smile, and cheekily moved closer to Feng Jiutian, asking, "When can you refine a body for me? That old man who just left had materials that can refine my body..."