In the deep, dark cave, a woman dressed in black quietly leaned against the stone wall.
She lowered her head slightly, her eyes tightly shut.
Unlike the woman in red, this black-clad woman’s features carried a strong sense of aggression.
Even with her eyes closed, one could still feel the sharpness hidden within them.
Below her high, straight nose, her lips were somewhat thin, yet their shape was well-defined. The corners of her mouth curved up ever so slightly, as if perpetually holding a faint, unreadable sneer.
Such features gave her an aura of danger and mystery.
More importantly… she was huge!
The black-clad woman opened her eyes and looked at Li Xuanxiao, who had gone outside to collect dew.
“You’re quite thoughtful.”
Smart, quick-witted, and most importantly—pleasing to the eye.
She nodded. “From now on, you shall be my servant.”
“I’m not worthy, I’m not worthy.”
Li Xuanxiao hurriedly refused.
“If I say you are, then you are. This is an opportunity you wouldn’t get in ten lifetimes—consider yourself lucky.” The black-clad woman snorted softly.
Li Xuanxiao was speechless.
“My storage ring is gone as well. Do you have any other clothes?”
The black-clad woman glanced at her tattered outfit, which exposed large areas of her skin.
Of course, for her, that wasn’t the main issue.
The main issue was that her clothes were stained with blood and mud. They smelled. They were dirty.
She couldn’t stand it.
Li Xuanxiao thought that if he had known this would happen, he would have brought more clothes with him.
He had already given his outer robe to the woman in red.
The black-clad woman glanced at him. “Give me your clothes, you lowly servant!”
Li Xuanxiao had no choice but to take off his inner garment as well, revealing the small vest he had designed himself.
The black-clad woman looked at his vest and hissed.
“You lowly servant, you actually have some taste. This garment… take it off.”
Li Xuanxiao hesitated for a moment before taking off his vest.
He was doomed! He had run into a female thug.
And not just any female thug—an incredibly powerful one.
The black-clad woman removed her tattered robe and put on Li Xuanxiao’s vest.
She examined herself from left to right.
“Oh, right. Servant, what’s your name?”
“Murong Mo,” Li Xuanxiao answered without hesitation.
“What a lowly name. My name is Di Nüfeng.”
Seeing that he had helped her, she generously declared, “I permit you to rub your head against my feet.”
Since when did the Demon Sect get this… perverse?
Di Nüfeng rested her chin on one hand.
“Hmph! You greedy little thing. Fine, I’ll be more generous.
I’ll step on your head with all my strength. That should be good enough, right?
Of course, I’ll be careful not to crush your tiny skull—too messy….”
Li Xuanxiao quickly refused, “That won’t be necessary. Simply being by your side to serve you is already my greatest honor.”
Di Nüfeng nodded, lifting her chin slightly, her face brimming with satisfaction.
Li Xuanxiao realized something—this demoness was easy to please.
A few compliments, and she’d be floating.
As a Mount Shushan disciple, Li Xuanxiao naturally knew this name.
Di Nüfeng, the Hall Master of Tian Sha Hall.
One of the four great Demon Sects of Central State:
Tian Sha Hall, Jiuyou Mountain, Asura Hall, and Scarlet Blood Manor.
And Di Nüfeng was the master of Tian Sha Hall, rumored to possess unfathomable strength.
The number of righteous cultivators who had died by her hands could pile into a mountain of corpses, their blood forming a long river.
Li Xuanxiao couldn’t help but marvel at his luck.
He hardly ever left the sect, but the moment he did, he ran into a top-tier heretic cultivator like Di Nüfeng.
“To be honest, I’ve long heard of your great name, Di Nüfeng. Never did I expect to meet you here—this is truly the luck of a lifetime, my ancestors must be smiling upon me….”
“Oh? I didn’t expect my fame to spread so far.”
Di Nüfeng’s smirk was harder to suppress than a recoiling AK—clearly, she ate this kind of flattery up.
Li Xuanxiao silently judged her.
Hmm… big chest, no brains.
Not very smart, easier to deal with than the woman in red, bad temper, stubborn.
Di Nüfeng crossed her arms: ╭(╯^╰)╮ Hmph~
The more she looked at this young man, the more pleasing he seemed. Besides, he had helped her.
Di Nüfeng flicked her fingers.
A pill landed directly in Li Xuanxiao’s mouth. Seeing his bewildered expression,
Di Nüfeng explained, “That is my Life-and-Death Pill. After consuming it, your cultivation will increase greatly, but you will also fall under my control.
Once a year, you must receive the antidote from me, or you will perish.”
Li Xuanxiao swallowed hard.
As expected, this was a demoness.
Even if you helped her, she wouldn’t hesitate to turn on you the moment she needed to.
Don’t entertain any fantasies about forming some special bond with her… a single misstep, and you’d face eternal doom.
Now, this was trouble.
Li Xuanxiao’s expression remained unchanged, his smile as bright as ever.
“You need a new name. I don’t like ‘Murong Mo.’ From now on, you’ll be… Wangcai.”
Wangcai?? That’s a dog’s name.
“Don’t worry. Stick with me, and I guarantee you’ll live in comfort—way better than in Mount Shushan.”
“Wangcai thanks Your Highness.” Li Xuanxiao quickly accepted his new name.
Di Nüfeng nodded, looking very pleased.
“Wangcai dares to ask, who injured Your Highness?”
“What do you want to know that for?”
Di Nüfeng’s expression turned cold—he had struck a sore spot.
Li Xuanxiao hurriedly explained, “I just want to know who would dare to harm Lady Di Nüfeng! This cannot be tolerated—I will tear them to pieces!!”
Di Nüfeng nodded in satisfaction, then shook her head.
“You are no match for her, but it’s enough that you have the heart for it. It was Liu Qiushui of Asura Hall!”
Liu Qiushui of Asura Hall! Yet another infamous demoness.
It was said that she had an obsession with the color red and always appeared dressed in red.
However, legends were just that—legends.
Li Xuanxiao’s mind spun rapidly as he cautiously probed, “Could it be the legendary Liu Qiushui, who is always draped in red, stunningly beautiful no matter where or when?”
Hearing this, Di Nüfeng immediately jumped up, furious.
“Stunningly beautiful!? Is she prettier than me? In what way is she better looking than me!?
Look at her face—what even is that?!
And look at my chest!!”
Di Nüfeng straightened her back.
“Now look at my legs, and my waist….”
As she spoke, she began taking off her clothes, determined to prove herself to Li Xuanxiao.
“In what way is she prettier than me? Say it!!”
Li Xuanxiao hurriedly stopped her.