When There Are Fewer People, I'll Show You

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Just as Liu Mang was happily gnawing on a Spiritual Fruit, a sound beside him interrupted him.

Turning his head, he saw that Jiu Feng had somehow come to sit beside him. Like him, she sat cross-legged on the ground with her chin propped on both hands, her ample chest muscles too large for her arms to contain.

Jiu Feng stared listlessly at the heated battlefield ahead, her eyes dull with disinterest. When she noticed Liu Mang looking at her, she turned to look at him... at the Spiritual Fruit in his hand.

Liu Mang quickly hid the Spiritual Fruit behind his back.

He still remembered Jiu Feng's expression when Xuan Ming had taken out that Spiritual Fruit. She had looked like a lecherous wolf who had spotted an unclothed young wife, practically drooling.

Liu Mang always felt that his Spiritual Fruit was unsafe whenever Jiu Feng was around, so he tried to egg her on.

"What are you spacing out for? Go help them! What if they start fighting later?"

Without even turning her head, Jiu Feng replied, "It's fine. They won't fight. This isn't the first time!"

Having grown up listening to the Witch and Demon Races quarrel, Jiu Feng had long since grown used to it. She had seen even more explosive scenes than this.

Liu Mang also found it strange. Although the Witch and Demon sides were arguing fiercely, they were clearly holding back their tempers and had no real intention of fighting.

Thinking about Jiu Feng's words, he understood. Both sides knew it was not yet time to fight, because neither had the confidence to bring down the other and settle everything in one stroke.

While Liu Mang was lost in thought, Jiu Feng lightly raised her jade-like fingers, and the Spiritual Fruit flew from behind Liu Mang into her hand.

Before Liu Mang could react, Jiu Feng shoved the Spiritual Fruit into her mouth and bit off half of it in one bite. Liu Mang's heart trembled in pain, and he nearly cried.

My Spiritual Fruit! I had just finished gnawing off the skin, and it still got snatched away!

After stealing the Spiritual Fruit, Jiu Feng was still not satisfied. She glanced at Liu Mang again, her face full of disdain.

"You Human Race people are as skinny as chicks. Someone like you? I could punch ten or more of you to death."

Liu Mang immediately became unhappy when he heard that.

Fuck!

It was one thing for her to steal his Spiritual Fruit, but she was even insulting his dignity!

A man could endure only so much!

He puffed out his chest and gave Jiu Feng a similarly disdainful look. "What's wrong with being skinny? Even built like this, I once relied on a long spear to kill my way in and out seven times."

"Ten or more like you would be crying and screaming after I was done with you, and I wouldn't even need to stop for an hour!"

Jiu Feng clearly did not believe him, her face skeptical. "You're that impressive?"

"Which aspect are you talking about?"

"Never mind which aspect. What kind of spear is that? I'll trade you a Spiritual Treasure for it!" As Jiu Feng spoke, she tossed the Spiritual Fruit into her mouth and casually wiped the juice from her hands on Liu Mang's clothes.

Jiu Feng was extremely curious about the spear Liu Mang mentioned. What kind of spear could make an ordinary person who did not even know spells so fierce?

In Jiu Feng's memory, the only spear that powerful was the God-Slaying Spear. Hou Tu had told her about it!

The other Ancestral Witches never told her such things. They always lectured her that big chest muscles were useless, and only big fists were the hard truth.

But was that something she could control?

Hearing Jiu Feng's words, Liu Mang hurriedly shook his head, backing away as he did so. "No trade! I won't trade it even if you beat me to death!"

"Besides, if I give it to you, what will I use? If I meet someone like you later, what will I fight her with?"

After hearing Liu Mang's words, Jiu Feng looked regretful. "That's true. If you give me a Spiritual Treasure like that, you won't have one anymore. What a pity, there's only one."

Liu Mang's face went blank with shock. He truly did not dare imagine that scene; it was far too eye-searing. "What the hell are you talking about? If there were two such Spiritual Treasures, wouldn't that cause a disaster?"

"True, then I don't want it! But you can take it out and let me see it, right?" As Jiu Feng spoke, she began searching Liu Mang's body.

Liu Mang gripped his pants tightly with one hand while rapidly backing away.

This was his final dignity. He had to protect it. He could not lose it.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go feeling me up! Now isn't the time. There are so many people watching. I'll show you when there are fewer people!"

Qiang Liang, who had been arguing heatedly with Di Jun, turned his head and saw a sight that made his eyes split with rage.

Liu Mang was tugging up his pants as he said to Jiu Feng, "I'll show you when there are fewer people!"

To Qiang Liang, Liu Mang's panicked eyes, flustered movements, and transparent excuse were nothing but the guilty conscience of someone caught doing something bad.

It was exactly the same as when he had secretly watched the female witches of the tribe bathing!

Qiang Liang, who had just been exhilarated from winning an argument against the Demon Race, felt as though a basin of ice water had been dumped over his head, chilling him to the bone.

You bastard, what did you do while we were busy arguing?

That was my blood-related little sister!

How could you cruelly lay your hands on her like this!

At that moment, Qiang Liang felt that his life had lost all meaning.

If he could not even protect his own little sister, what was the point of living?

Qiang Liang tugged at Gong Gong, whose saliva was spraying everywhere. "Third brother, I think my little sister is gone!"

Without turning his head, Gong Gong said, "Isn't your little sister right there? Don't interrupt me, I just thought of something vicious to say."

After saying that, Gong Gong pointed at Tai Yi and cursed, "You mangy bird, your old hen climbed onto the roof—what kind of bird does that make you? I..."

Seeing Gong Gong utterly immersed in the argument, Qiang Liang had no choice but to go to Di Jiang. "Big Brother, I think my little sister is gone!"

Di Jiang glanced at Jiu Feng and said carelessly, "Isn't she right there? She's with Liu Mang... huh?"

Di Jiang froze halfway through his sentence. What was he seeing?

Jiu Feng... was digging through Liu Mang's pants pocket?!

Di Jiang widened his eyes in disbelief and roared, "Jiu Feng, stop right now!"

Di Jiang's roar also startled the other Ancestral Witches. When they turned and saw the scene, they were shocked beyond belief!

Di Jiang activated his spatial ability. With a flash, Jiu Feng was instantly pulled to his side.

Looking at her empty hands, Jiu Feng let out a disappointed sigh and stared at Liu Mang with unwillingness written all over her face.

"I almost saw it. Just a little more!"

She had searched almost Liu Mang's entire body, but he had kept hold of his underwear and refused to let go. It had to be hidden there!

Having narrowly escaped disaster, Liu Mang rushed behind Fu Xi and hid.

While hiding behind Fu Xi and straightening his clothes, Liu Mang complained, "That scared me to death! Are female witches all this bold? Uncle, why didn't you tell me?"

"Good thing, good thing. I almost lost my virginity early because of that female hooligan!"

Fu Xi could not help rolling his eyes at the still-frightened Liu Mang. If Liu Mang had truly been in danger, he would have acted long ago!

"What the hell are you afraid of? It's not like you'd suffer a loss."

Hearing Fu Xi's words, Liu Mang froze while fastening his buttons. Right, I'm Liu Mang. What was I afraid of? It's not like I'd lose out!

Liu Mang fiercely slapped the back of his own hand while muttering, "Serves you right for being so damn restrained! Serves you right for acting all noble!"

He regretted it so much that his intestines were turning green!

Meanwhile, Jiu Feng was surrounded by all Twelve Ancestral Witches. Di Jiang looked at her with disappointment.

"Look at yourself. You're a female witch, yet you went and pulled at someone's pants? What kind of behavior is that!"

Jiu Feng looked aggrieved. "I just wanted to see his spear~"

"You think you can pull someone's pants just because you want to see it?" As soon as Jiu Feng finished speaking, Qiang Liang asked furiously.

The moment he said that, the other Ancestral Witches all looked at him with unfriendly expressions. Realizing he had misspoken, Qiang Liang quickly added, "Pah! You shouldn't even think about something like that!"

Zhu Jiuyin also looked helpless. "Exactly! What would people say if they saw you? That Great Witch Jiu Feng likes pulling off people's underwear?"

Just imagining that scene made Jiu Feng shudder. If that really happened, how could she continue making her way through Hong Huang?

It's all Liu Mang's fault. If he'd just shown me earlier, there wouldn't have been so much trouble! I'll definitely make him pay when I get the chance.

Liu Mang, who was still slapping his hand, suddenly shivered.

Something's wrong. Some villain wants to harm me! I need to get even closer to Uncle.

Although Jiu Feng was thinking of finding Liu Mang to vent her anger on, she outwardly wore the expression of someone who knew she had made a mistake. "I know I was wrong! I won't do it again!"

Only after hearing Jiu Feng's promise did the Twelve Ancestral Witches finally relax.

The next moment, ten figures appeared, making the situation complicated once more.