Yao Weiwei’s face drained of color.
The craftsmanship of this sachet had likely reached the realm of transforming the rotten into the miraculous. It was hard to imagine what heaven-defying means the creator possessed.
It was no injustice that she had fallen under this legendary treasure that night.
“It’s just a sachet, what’s there to see?”
Ji Mo snatched the sachet away, tore it to shreds, and threw it directly into the trash can.
His face was a little awkward and embarrassed.
This was a sachet he had casually made for Ying Tianbao some time ago to ward off mosquitoes.
Because his needlework wasn’t great, the sachet he sewed was not very attractive.
Seeing Yao Weiwei holding the sachet with a strange expression, he assumed she was looking down on it for being too ugly.
To avoid being ridiculed, Ji Mo immediately destroyed the evidence.
“Are you crazy? How could you destroy such a treasure?”
Yao Weiwei cried out in disbelief, her heart bleeding.
A legendary item was torn to pieces and discarded like trash. Was this person out of their mind?
Who wouldn’t treasure a legendary artifact? Yet this person was blind and wasted a divine item.
“Treasure? I think you’re the one who’s crazy. This is just a broken sachet I casually made, worthless.”
Ji Mo said.
Calling a broken sachet a treasure, this husky was definitely insane.
Or perhaps she was deliberately using the word “treasure” to mock him, considering this husky was petty.
“What! You made the sachet?”
To casually create a legendary treasure!
If he were to make it with care and seriousness, wouldn’t it be dream-like, or even divine…
Yao Weiwei dared not imagine.
She had a faint feeling that Ji Mo wasn’t bragging, because there was no hint of showing off on his face, and even an expression of shame, as if to say this legendary item was somewhat embarrassing!
“Did you really make it? Then can you make one for me too?”
Yao Weiwei couldn’t help but ask. She really wanted to possess such a treasure.
Ji Mo glared fiercely at Yao Weiwei and shook his head decisively.
It wasn’t that he was stingy, but in the Xuanling Realm, giving a sachet to someone of the opposite sex carried significant meaning, implying affection.
This demonic woman was clearly trying to lure him into making a mistake. How could he fall into her trap?
“It seems my guess was wrong, he didn’t make the sachet. If he could make it so casually, why wouldn’t he make one for me?”
Yao Weiwei let out a cold snort of disdain inwardly, and her impression of Ji Mo immediately worsened.
This person was too shameless, trying to impersonate a divine craftsman. Disgusting.
Afterward.
Her gaze inadvertently fell on the little finger of Ji Mo’s left hand, and she saw the crystal ring. The entire person was struck by lightning.
“Moon God Ring!”
Yao Weiwei’s eyes widened, staring fixedly at the crystal ring, recognizing it as the divine ring described in her clan’s sacred texts.
The Moon God’s life artifact, the Moon God Ring!
She was overjoyed, and directly knelt before Ji Mo, lifted his left hand, and kissed the ring with utmost piety.
“Supreme Moon God, your people…”
Yao Weiwei uttered a special syllable, a divine language used to pray to and communicate with deities.
The Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe worshipped the Moon God and were considered descendants of the Moon God.
Fifty thousand years ago, the Moon God suddenly disappeared. Without their protection, the Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe was driven from the Immortal Spirit Realm to the Xuanling Realm by their enemies.
The Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe was once a dominant force in the Immortal Spirit Realm. After this calamity, they declined, and now even survival has become a problem.
Seeing the Moon God Ring now, how could Yao Weiwei not be excited?
If the ring was here, it meant the Moon God was still alive!
Deep within the Land of Buried Gods, a dim moon emitted a faint glow.
An unknown entity slumbering within slowly awoke, emitting a lazy voice: “I seem to hear the prayers of my people!”
Suddenly, she shivered, her sleepiness vanishing completely.
It wasn’t an auditory hallucination; it was a descendant of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe named Yao Weiwei, praying to her through the Moon God Ring.
She was eager to respond, feeling this might be her chance to escape this wretched place.
In her memory, the Howling Moon Silver Wolves were a powerful force in the Xuanling Realm, and perhaps they could help her.
“Damn it, last time I used all my divine power to pass on my legacy to that scoundrel.”
Her face was filled with dejection as she remembered that she had no divine power left within her. In this state, she couldn’t respond to Yao Weiwei.
At this moment, Ji Mo was stunned.
What was this husky doing kneeling before him and kissing his ring?
Could it be a confession of love?
“Miss Weiwei, please compose yourself. What you are doing is not right.” Ji Mo quickly withdrew his hand.
He, a pure man, couldn’t let this slut take advantage of him.
Yao Weiwei’s expression turned sad. Her prayer had not received a response from the Moon God, meaning this ring was not the Moon God Ring.
That made sense. How could the Moon God possibly hand over such a precious item as the Moon God Ring to such a lecher?
The Moon God Ring before him must be a fake.
She quickly stood up, stared intently at Ji Mo, and spat fiercely, “Liar!”
“Who’s the liar? You were the one making advances on me, trying to deceive my feelings.”
Ji Mo felt it was inexplicable. He hadn’t done anything, so how did he become a liar?
“Don’t tell me you’re after my precious ring? If you can save Xiao Bao, I’ll give you this ring.”
Ji Mo, thinking that one must spend money to catch a wolf, decided to make a sacrifice and offer the Moon God Ring as a reward.
“Who wants your broken ring? I only want gold.”
Yao Weiwei said through gritted teeth.
Little did she know that she had thus missed out on the Moon God Ring.
Afterward, Yao Weiwei found the clothes left behind by Ying Tianbao and finally managed to extract his scent.
Fortunately, Ying Tianbao had left wearing only his underpants that day, leaving his clothes and pants behind.
Yao Weiwei’s nose was indeed sensitive, and she caught a faint, almost imperceptible scent of Ying Tianbao.
The two tracked the scent and arrived at the southern part of the city.
This was an area filled with brothels, a place of pleasure.
“Scumbag!”
Yao Weiwei couldn’t help but curse.
Ying Tianbao had spoken sweet words to her that night, but unexpectedly, he had come to this place of pleasure afterward.
Truly, a man’s mouth is a deceiving ghost.
“Ahem, perhaps Xiao Bao came for a late-night snack,” Ji Mo said, shamelessly trying to defend Ying Tianbao.
“Heh heh!”
Yao Weiwei sneered, then said coldly, “The scent of perfume here is too strong; I can no longer smell that scumbag’s scent.”
After all, several days had passed, and with so many people coming and going, it was almost impossible to distinguish Ying Tianbao’s residual scent.
However, it was certain that Ying Tianbao had disappeared somewhere nearby.
“You’re really useless, not as good as my pig.”
Ji Mo muttered, missing Tian Peng at this moment.
If that fat pig were here, no scent would escape its nose. As expected, huskies were unreliable.
Yao Weiwei glared at Ji Mo, comparing her to a pig. It was infuriating.
But for the sake of gold, she endured.
“Lust is a knife above one’s head. Xiao Bao, you’re too disappointing.”
Ji Mo also felt a headache. With so many brothels around, he couldn’t possibly search them one by one.
“I have an idea.”
He immediately took out a hard object about five inches long and, without a word, thrust it fiercely towards Yao Weiwei.