Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 895 Secret Room Massage?

The auction was in full swing.

Amidst the cacophony of shouts and arguments, from a hidden doorway unseen by anyone, came a series of suppressed groans.

"Clan Chief Xiao, well, you've been serving me so diligently, yet you've only purchased one item. Isn't that a bit too reserved?"

"I will handle the development of the Xiao Clan myself. As for the 'Diamond Glazed Body' and the 'Demon Flame Remnant Map,' consider them as something I personally owe you. Once I recover from my injuries, I will naturally offer them to you as a reward."

"Heh heh, why is Clan Chief Xiao so reserved? Could it be that you're jealous because, hmph, I, the young master, have taken all your confidantes into my possession?"

Hun Ruoruo narrowed her eyes, bit her lower lip lightly, and cast a provocative glance behind her.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's previously calm expression finally tightened slightly, and he said helplessly, "You should know that I'm just friends with them."

Hun Ruoruo's eyes glistened with tears, her expression a mixture of anger and resentment: "Before you push your luck, hmph, which woman wasn't your friend?"

Xiao Yan: "."

Seeing this scene before him, Xiao Yan felt his mouth go dry and his face flushed as if it were burning.

The large hand that was massaging the girl's shoulders gradually became wet with sweat. The strange sensation that made his skin feel like it was sticking together, along with the tension of watching the crowd on stage bidding against Ya Fei, almost made his heart jump out of his chest.

Xiao Yan knew exactly what she was talking about.

Before the two of them got together, the most taboo thing for that unrestrained demoness was being touched on the body.

As for his friend, who claimed to be a friend, he had already touched the other person's body all over, and had even been intimate with him at one point.
Although most of those things had their reasons, if Hun Ruoruo were to use them as an excuse, Xiao Yan really wouldn't have the face to refute them.

This vixen is clearly making fun of herself!

However, compared to Xiao Yan's pounding heart, Hun Ruoruo was far more conflicted.

His heavy breathing kept exhaling onto her neck, instantly turning large patches of her snow-white skin red. The hands that were gripping her shoulders were wet and hot, showing just how nervous the young man was at that moment.

She truly abhors being touched.

Even today, anyone who dares to touch her, even for a moment, will be instantly shredded by the water blade.

But for some reason, she could never feel any disgust towards Xiao Yan; on the contrary, she even felt a little anticipation.

Hun Ruoruo didn't know how to describe it either.

But when she found out, she was indeed quite shocked.

Hun Ruoruo knew she was no ordinary woman. If she had to say those sentimental, cheesy, and sweet words to Xiao Yan, she would rather just throw him onto the bed.

But she still said it.

In her drunken stupor, she vaguely remembered saying, "I like you so much."

Under the same moonlight, at the tail end of summer, just like when Xiao Yan was so fond of Hun Ruoruo.

Now, Hun Ruoruo finally likes Xiao Yan a lot too.

That's why Hun Ruoruo seemed a little sullen when Xiao Yan repeated those words to her.

Because lies don't evoke emotions in people.

Sincerity is the key.

"Seriously, we're a couple, aren't we?"

Hun Ruoruo bit her lip with a hint of resentment, a faint blue flame flickering in her eyes, and whispered in an almost imperceptible voice, "Don't you really understand what Ya Fei and the others are saying?"

With that, the girl reached out her small hand, grabbed Xiao Yan's stiff arm, and pressed it directly onto her conscience! "Ruo, Ruo Ruo?!"

Sensing the almost uncontrollable urge to control his conscience, Xiao Yan's hands trembled violently, and he groaned almost pleadingly, "We seem to still be at the auction!"

"Enough nonsense. If you don't want to lose the Demon Flame Remnant Map, huff, then continue giving this young master a massage."

The scene in the dark room was naturally invisible to everyone, and the atmosphere in the room had already been ignited by the items being auctioned off by Ya Fei.

Thanks to the efforts of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, the Phoenix Wings that were originally stored on the field were naturally swept away by Huang Yun'er.

This domineering move naturally drew the ire of many cultivators who coveted the Demon Phoenix Wings.

As expected, after that, any item that Jiu Feng and Huang Yun'er took a liking to would inevitably be subject to malicious bidding by countless people. Even cultivators who did not value the item would bid up the price in order to annoy the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

After all, with the Mittel Auction House as guarantor, everyone present had already concealed their identities and didn't need to worry about incurring the wrath of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan.

If you don't get the shot, you won't lose anything; if you do, you'll make a fortune!
After a few back and forth, Jiu Feng and Huang Yun'er's funds were quickly depleted.
"Bastard!"

Inside the private room, Jiu Feng slammed the armrest to pieces, her eyes now filled with undisguised malice.

Originally, his plan was to come here on behalf of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan to seek compensation from the Soul Palace and to conquer the stunningly beautiful girl whom the Soul Palace revered as 'Miss'.

But now, let alone recovering the losses, we haven't even seen a trace of that 'lady'!

But Jiu Feng had already lost everything, even his underwear!

This feeling of powerlessness, like punching cotton, caused Jiu Feng's usually perfect face to become slightly distorted at this moment.

"Distinguished guest, the sofa in Box Number One is made from a subspecies of Bodhi tree, the 'Little Dream Tree'."

The white-haired witch in charge of overseeing the venue suddenly spoke, a rare smile appearing on her usually indifferent face: "You damaged it earlier, so you need to compensate with a scroll of Quasi-Heavenly Rank combat skill."

"Wha, what?!"

Jiufeng suddenly stood up from her seat, her face full of shock and anger: "The Bodhi tree has a subspecies? Are you kidding me? This is clearly extortion!"

The white-haired witch's expression turned slightly cold: "If you hadn't damaged the items, why would my auction house have demanded compensation?"

Upon hearing this, Jiu Feng's face turned pale and then red, and she was about to explode, but she managed to suppress it.

He knew that he absolutely could not choose to turn against the other party before he obtained the fragment of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame Map; otherwise, once he was expelled from the auction house, all his previous preparations would be in vain.

Therefore, we must endure it!

Grabbing Huang Yun'er beside him, Jiu Feng took a deep breath and said coldly, "Fine, I'll compensate you!"

Having said that, he raised his hand and sent an ancient scroll flying out, which was then caught steadily by the white-haired witch, who had anticipated this. She then revealed her professional smile once again.

"Thank you for your understanding."

Ignoring Jiu Feng's chilling gaze, Little Fairy Doctor turned her gaze to Ya Fei and then slowly mouthed a shape.

Understanding immediately, Ya Fei's expression turned serious again. She bit her red lips and smiled sweetly, "Next up is the grand finale of this trade fair."

With a light tap of her slender finger, she did not take out the item as before, but instead carefully activated the barrier to completely seal it.

This cautious move immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Even the usually cold and aloof Jiu Feng couldn't help but narrow his eyes and stare intently at the emerging item, his breathing becoming labored.

That is
A tattered map!

(End of this chapter)