Succubus Chloris

"Succubus youngling?"

Yang Feng had just been about to deal the assassin a vicious blow and pierce her heart in one stroke. But after seeing her face clearly, a strange glint flashed through his eyes. He reached out and casually grabbed the Abyssal Ironwood Spear, then stretched out his right hand, seized her by the neck, and lifted her high into the air. Like a god looking down upon mortals, he threatened coldly, "Submit to me, or die! If you submit, use your tail to tap your own head twice!"

The Succubus youngling looked seven or eight years old. She had long golden hair, a naked body, an incomparably charming face, and an alluring aura. Both hands clutched Yang Feng's large hand desperately as she struggled without pause, while her tail rapidly slapped her forehead twice.

Only then did Yang Feng nod in satisfaction. As soon as he loosened his grip, the Succubus youngling dropped to the ground and began coughing violently.

Yang Feng looked at the Succubus youngling, the corners of his lips lifting into a faint smile. "Looks like my luck isn't bad. I actually ran into a Succubus youngling here."

Succubi were the most beautiful members of the Devil Race in the Endless Abyss. They were also the assets Abyssal Demon Lords most loved to hoard. Many Abyssal Demon Lords enjoyed using Succubi as currency to trade for all kinds of resources.

Only on the 777th Layer of the Endless Abyss, within the Abyssal Plane ruled by the Succubus Empress, could Succubi possess even a shred of dignity. At all other times, they were merely playthings attached to all manner of powerful beings.

Holding the Abyssal Ironwood Spear, Yang Feng looked down at the little Succubus and said solemnly, "From today onward, you are my property, and