Spirit Vessel

The servant’s name turned out to be “A’gou”. His expression soured after hearing this: “You dare to call Young Noble Zi A’gou or A’mao? Brat, you’re dead, no one can save you.” [1]

Liu Suzi didn’t interfere and simply watched the fun. Eighth Lord Gu had no idea what she was thinking. It was clear that she and Feiyun weren’t enemies since she wanted to give him a gift. If this was the case, it was better for him to stay out of it.

“You’re the one insinuating, not me.” Feiyun retorted.

The servant turned red after seeing this half-demon daring to talk back to him. He was a trusted servant of the young lord and had high cultivation and talents. Even the elders from the ancient clans treated him with respect.

“Enough talk, do you dare to fight me?!” He angrily shouted.

“There’s nothing in it for me, what’s the point?” Feiyun stared at him as if he was stupid.

A’gou couldn’t handle this disdainful stare and immediately lunged forward. A scale blue armor materialized on his body. His fingers became sharp and fiery for the attack.

“Boom!” Feiyun didn’t move at all. His hand turned into a feathery claw with fingers half a meter long.

“Crack!” A’gou’s armor was destroyed. The guy smashed into the ground and continued rolling.

“Ugh...” He vomited blood. His arm was bloody; its flesh pulverized.

Feiyun put his hand down and said: “A servant daring to act arrogant in front of the alliance. I’ll spare you out of consideration for Eighth Lord Gu but that doesn’t mean I don’t dare to kill you. You’re nothing, understand?”

“Ugh...” A’gou vomited blood for the second time.

The half-demon elites couldn’t believe it. Just one palm strike was all he needed to defeat a peak second-level Nirvana expert. Plus, he repeated the same thing the young lord said earlier.

“Thank you for being considerate then.” Eighth Lord Gu’s expression turned cold as he sneered.

“You’re welcome.” Feiyun met his gaze.

The young lord became resplendent. He gathered the laws of the world into his eyes and released two energy swords.

Feiyun’s robe and hair started fluttering even though there was no wind. His eyes turned red with fire and repelled the energy swords.

“We’re leaving.” The young lord glared at Feiyun one last time and scowled before leaving with his men.

The half-demon elites heaved a sigh of relief after seeing this.

“Feng Feiyun, what are you waiting for? Kneel and accept your reward.” Liu Suzi walked forward in an oppressive manner.

“Why should I kneel?”

“A lowly half-demon like you should feel honored to accept my gift so you must kneel.” Liu Suzi’s eyes turned cold.

Feiyun didn’t back down and said sharply: “I don’t want this honor. I saved your life so a reward is justified, I don’t care either way. Don’t act contemptuously in front of me, it’s nauseating.” He then turned and left.

Liu Suzi was infuriated. This damned half-demon dared to call her nauseating? He was courting death.

“Hmph! Fool, if it wasn’t for me, Eighth could have left like that. Those twelve girls would be taken back with him to the Gu Clan.” She said.

Feiyun stopped and turned around again to smile at her: “True, thank you, Young Noble. I apologize for offending you earlier.”

His sudden shift in attitude caught her by surprise. She slightly grimaced while instinctively taking one step back.

“I heard you wanted to give me one million miles of land, one hundred thousand slaves, and three thousand beauties. Forget about the slaves and beauties, we can talk about the land instead. Does it apply to Crimson Leaf too?” Feiyun laughed heartily and asked.

“As if! The land will be from my own allocation back in Season, not Crimson Leaf.” Liu Suzi couldn’t handle his expression and he was getting too close.

Feiyun stopped being enthusiastic after hearing this and stopped: “I suppose I’m asking too much. Do you have land here then, I don’t want too much, just a thousand hectare or so.”

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. I’ll be serious, the land in Crimson Leaf can only be redeemed with contribution points from the Myriad-race Battlefield. Do you want the actual reward or not?”

“Of course I do, you owe me anyway.” Feiyun said.

Liu Suzi looked down on half-demons and certainly didn’t like Feiyun. Nonetheless, she kept her words and gave them the rewards.

Feiyun became a wealthy landowner in Season just like that with numerous servants and even an official seal.

At the bottom of the seal were the characters, “Regional Landlord.”

The land wasn’t a hereditary gift and still ultimately belonged to Season. After Feiyun’s death, it would return to Liu Suzi or Season.

Moreover, he needed to pay a tribute to her each year because the land came from her own. He was now a minor official in Sixth Central.

Nonetheless, he still had relative freedom since it was a gift and didn’t have the same constraints of needing to listen to the superiors.

He could be considered a king now within his own domain.

The other half-demons were quite envious. Some seventh-ranked half-demons didn’t have the same wealth like him.

Feiyun held the seal and didn’t find it particularly special. He told the twelve beauties: “You’re free to go now.”

The twelve didn’t move; all of them had a pained expression while lowering their head.

One of them had red eyes and said: “Young Noble Zi... has marked us as eternal slaves earlier.”

Feiyun frowned and found their slave contracts. He said: “I’ll tear them out right now.

“No!”

“Don’t do it!”

The twelve girls became startled and got on their knees. One of them said: “We’re slaves now but if Master tears that paper, we’ll be inferior to slaves. Anyone can capture or kill us afterward.”

Feiyun had torn a corner off before stopping. ‘Liu Suzi, you bitch.’

***

“Hmph! How dare that half-demon talk to me like that. We’ll see what will happen to him for opposing me.” Liu Suzhi was long gone now, sitting inside a seven-colored carriage riding through the clouds.

“Lady, do you want me to teach him a lesson?” The old carriage driver asked.

“No need, Eighth will become furious and do it after finding out about the slaves. We just need to watch then.” Suzi smiled.

Eighth Lord Gu was livid indeed. Everything happened according to plan and he was going to get twelve beauties and enjoy them tonight. Yesterday, he even told some of his friends that they could have some half-demon geniuses for fun.

He didn’t expect Liu Suzi to come out of nowhere and ruin his plan.

“This must be Ninth’s doing, wanting to see me taste some bitterness. He must be laughing his ass off right now.” The young lord coldly uttered.

“Eighth Lord Gu, where are our slaves that you promised us?” Murong Jiankang and Huang Yuesheng visited his mansion and sat down in front of him.

They were from medial clans as well and have been his friends for a long time.

Eighth Lord Gu’s expression soured, aware that these two have heard the news and came to make fun of him.

1. This is just a line that doesn’t translate well. When you use A’gou and A’mao together, it means a nobody/random