The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

If Shen Yanxiao were to rank the women of all races in terms of their beauty, aside from the female gods

that had never been seen before, perhaps the female devils would beat all races in appearance. Even the

beautiful elves and pretty mermaids could not be compared with the devils.

If Shen Yanxiao were a man, she would probably have had several encounters with beautiful female devils

during her trip to the underworld.

Compared with these devils in the underworld, Shen Yanxiao’s attire was really a bit conspicuous.

But for Shen Yanxiao to wear such “revealing” clothes, as someone conservative… she couldn’t really do it.

Even so, for fear that she might be found strange by the devils, Shen Yanxiao simply put her cloak into the

storage ring and, keeping her bottom line, found a thin dress that would still cover her tightly to change

into.

There were no other alternatives. Shen Yanxiao’s clothes were all so conservative that it was very dicult

for her to nd a slightly revealing attire.

After all, as the lord of the Barren Land, all her clothes showed majesty; why would there be revealing

ones?

After changing clothes, Shen Yanxiao walked directly into the busy street of this underworld town.

The devils’ behavior was completely dierent from that of other races. Although there were various shops

selling goods in the street, those devils had no posture of peddlers at all.

The boss selling the potions was a tall and powerful male devil, with strong arms and chest muscles

exposed to the air. He emitted a ferocious atmosphere everywhere. He leaned against the door and was

teasing an enchanting female devil. The boss selling clothes was a graceful female devil. She sat on the

counter with her long white legs crossed, the light gauze draped between her legs. She was irting with a

male devil with her one hand pinching his chin…

All in all, Shen Yanxiao was completely shocked by the “openness” of the devils.

As a rookie who had been with Great Master Xiu for a couple of years, but who had been limited to kissing

and holding hands, Shen Yanxiao’s ability to understand this area was entirely lacking.

Looking at the devils that wanted to “chew” each other in public, Shen Yanxiao could only silently swallow

her saliva.

The ferocity of the undead didn’t scare her, and the apathy of the elves didn’t make her retreat, but the

devils’ extremely open style of doing things shook her.

Shen Yanxiao tried hard to remain unnoticed and told herself to ignore those “alien practices” and focus

her attention on her goal for this trip.

Shen Yanxiao quickly entered a lively tavern. No matter what race, this kind of place was always a good

one to learn the local situation.

The tavern was full of devils. Enchanting female devils were standing on the table, swinging their waists

and performing heartrending dances. There was also one female devil that sat in the corner of the tavern

while humming a strange song casually.

The song was exactly the one Shen Yanxiao had heard earlier.

Shen Yanxiao found a place in a corner and sat down. She was very curious. The voice of that female devil

was not loud, but how come she could hear it from far away?

Many devils in the tavern were drinking; laughter and singing were intertwined, and the smell of alcohol in

the air made people intoxicated.

Shen Yanxiao listened quietly for clues in the noise. She found that there were several male devils in light

armour in the tavern. Shen Yanxiao immediately concentrated on that side and listened carefully to the

conversation between them.