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

"May I ask how I can acquire the aura of a prince?" the seventh prince asked hesitantly.

I rub!

This is so stupid, it's infuriating!

Feng Jiutian wasn't usually short-tempered, but at this moment she felt like her blood vessels were about to burst. It was the first time a man had made her feel such a strong emotional fluctuation.

"Snapped!"

The dagger that had just been drawn slammed back into the table with a snap.

Feng Jiutian glared at him with sharp eyes, concealing her anger, and gritted her teeth, saying, "If you really don't know how to display your princely aura, I'll tell you directly: kill! You, a prince, don't you even have the right to kill a servant? If anyone displeases you in the future, just kill them. This dagger is for you. If you don't even understand this, you can just use this dagger to slit your own throat."

After saying that, Feng Jiutian turned around and left, because she was worried that if she didn't leave, she would regret it and take the dagger to slit his throat herself.

How could there be such a stupid and foolish man?

Little did she know that as she turned around, she saw a glint of amusement in the eyes of the man she thought was 'stupid and foolish'.

Only after watching her fiery figure disappear into the night did the disheveled figure on the ground slowly rise to his feet.

His originally frail and thin body underwent a transformation in an instant.

Mighty and tall, with an alluring aura!

Her appearance remained unchanged, but her aura underwent a complete and utter upheaval in an instant.

"Get up." The previously timid and weak voice now rang out in a magnetic and seductive tone.

"Yes."

The ugly old woman, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, suddenly sat up. Her legs, which had been broken by Feng Jiutian, were quickly restored under the healing power of a faint blue light.

Only after her legs were healed did the ugly old woman stand up from the ground.

In that instant, his originally short and stout figure suddenly grew taller and taller, eventually becoming a tall and slender man over 1.8 meters tall.

He then tore off the human skin mask, revealing a middle-aged man with a thick beard.

The middle-aged man knelt on one knee and bowed, saying, "Your subordinate greets your master."

"Ah."

After glancing at him, the Seventh Prince wiped his face, revealing a charmingly handsome face. He smiled slightly, captivating countless women.

This was none other than the monstrous man who met Feng Jiutian at the auction house—Mo Shaoxie.

"Qianbian, you did a good job." Mo Shaoxie curled his lips, revealing his white teeth. "You acted well."

"It is still thanks to the master's excellent teaching." The middle-aged man, Qianbian, dared not raise his head and said.

"Hmm, she hit pretty hard just now. Go down and tend to her wounds," Mo Shaoxie said to the ever-changing indifferent man.

Qianbian nodded respectfully; "Yes."

In the blink of an eye, Qianbian vanished into a pale blue glow within the room.

Mo Shaoxie then turned around, walked to the table where the dagger was stuck, and reached out to pull out the dagger, which was made of only ordinary material.

Kill someone just because you don't like them?

That woman was indeed a ruthless one!

Then why didn't they kill that useless seventh prince?

Pity him?

"Feng Jiutian, you provoked me yourself. If you could really kill me, the Seventh Prince, perhaps I wouldn't be so interested in you. But you have once again aroused my interest even more."

"Tell me, what am I supposed to do with you?" A burning, crazy, and amused look appeared in the man's dark, gem-like eyes.

……．

Half an hour later!

Taking advantage of the darkness and the rain, Feng Jiutian left the palace without any trouble.

Just as she left the palace, the torrential rain that had been pouring down suddenly stopped, not even a drizzle remained.

It came suddenly and stopped just as quickly.

However, Feng Jiutian didn't think much about that. After leaving the palace, she headed east of the city.

“Girl, sometimes I really don’t understand you.” At this moment, Xuanji Zi, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

"Ok?"

"Look at you, you went to all that trouble to get into the palace, only to teach a lesson to that wicked servant on behalf of the Seventh Prince, while you didn't touch the Seventh Prince, whom you really wanted to kill, and even gave him a dagger instead. You..."

In the end, Xuanji Zi seemed to have run out of words to describe it.

What kind of person is this girl?

At this moment, even Xuanji Zi was somewhat confused.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiutian thought to himself, "Old man, you seem to be meddling too much."

Actually, she herself didn't understand what was wrong with her.

"Fine, fine, you can do whatever you want, I don't care. But, since you didn't kill the Seventh Prince, how are you going to explain this to that man?"

Xuanji Zi asked lazily.

Feng Jiutian raised an eyebrow before saying, "I'll go see him in person now."

"Alright, but that kid doesn't seem like a good guy. Be careful. I've used up a lot of my spiritual energy. I'll rest for a bit, and then I'll have to continue refining antidote pills for you."

"Ok!"

Feng Jiutian nodded, but she seemed to be rather inept at expressing certain emotions with words.

……

Inside the Shaoge Auction House.

Feng Jiutian frowned, while the old man beside him was saying something to her.

“That’s right, Miss. My master has been very busy lately, so he entrusted the auction house to me,” the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Does that mean he's not here?" Feng Jiutian frowned slightly, his expression somewhat cold.

"Yes, I'm really sorry," the middle-aged man replied respectfully.

This young woman was favored by his master, so even though it was late at night, he still quickly got out of bed to personally receive her.

Unfortunately, the master was indeed not here.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiutian hesitated for a few seconds before asking, "Could you please pass on a letter to him for me?"

"OK!"

Upon hearing that it was acceptable, Feng Jiutian turned and left.

When Feng Jiutian returned shortly after, he had an envelope in his hand.

"Give this letter to him." Feng Jiutian handed the envelope to the middle-aged manager.

"Don't worry, Miss, I will definitely pass it on to him." The middle-aged manager took it with both hands and nodded repeatedly.

"Mm." Feng Jiutian nodded slightly. "Then I'll take my leave."

"Okay, miss, please take care!"

After watching Feng Jiutian leave, the middle-aged steward's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression: "Go, inform the Shadow Guard Lord and have him deliver this letter to the master."

"Yes." Upon hearing this, the servant bowed and hurriedly left.

……

More than half an hour later, Feng Jiutian arrived home. She quietly slipped past the gatekeeper and then slipped back into her room through the back window.