In the night sky, stars twinkled as a Heavenly Steed flew against the wind.
The Heavenly Steed was pure white, without a trace of impurity. Its back bore wings, and with each flap, purple lightning danced, making it incredibly majestic.
Ji Hanhan rode the Heavenly Steed, looking down from above, his eyes wide with astonishment.
From his perspective, he saw a fierce woman brutally pounce on a weak and helpless girl, pinning her down and then…
It seemed she was frantically taking liberties.
This excursion to Jinxiu Prefecture was to repay a favor.
Back then, he had stayed at the Feng Hua Xue Yue Tower for free, receiving many gifts from the girls there. He had promised to impersonate the Saintess of the Moon Sect.
Unintentionally, the pretense had become reality.
The selection of the new Sect Master for the Feng Hua Xue Yue Sect was about to begin, and he had to go through the motions.
It was truly shameful for a man to be a Saintess.
But thinking of how the young ladies of the Moon Sect had been oppressed by the Feng, Hua, and Xue Sects, reduced to earning a living in brothels, he naturally couldn't stand by and watch. He had to regain some dignity for the young ladies.
On the ground, Ling Lan was suppressed by Meng Ji, unable to fight back.
If Meng Ji's young master hadn't specifically ordered her to capture Ling Lan alive, she would have already killed her.
However, while her life was spared, her body would not escape punishment.
Clearly, Meng Ji harbored strong personal feelings towards Ling Lan, directing her anger onto the girl's chest.
It was as if she wanted to smash the peaks into a basin, and several of her ribs were already broken from the blows.
Ling Lan couldn't bear it any longer and had fainted.
Before closing her eyes, she saw a white horse descending from the sky.
"Stop, let go of that girl."
The helpful bystander, Ji Hanhan, landed his Heavenly Steed and spoke out to prevent the act.
It was too brutal; why would women make things difficult for women?
It seemed that not only boys but also girls needed to protect themselves when out and about, and be wary of women.
"Hmph, seeking death!"
Meng Ji snorted and retaliated with a palm strike.
The palm strike was powerful and heavy, its wind whistling like a great mountain crashing down, causing the very void to tremble.
Moreover, it carried a hint of foul odor, indicating extreme toxicity.
Ji Mo's brows furrowed slightly. He waved his sleeve, and everything vanished into thin air.
Meng Ji suddenly stood up, her expression becoming somewhat solemn.
This meddling brat had some skill to be able to so easily block her poisonous palm.
"This is the business of the Floating Dream Pavilion. If you know what's good for you, leave immediately and pretend you saw nothing."
Meng Ji directly invoked her affiliation, intending to intimidate Ji Mo.
The Floating Dream Pavilion was one of the top ten powers in Jinxiu Prefecture. As long as the other party wasn't foolish, they should know what to do.
"Floating Dream Pavilion? What is that?"
Ji Mo looked bewildered.
If it were a power from Zijing Prefecture, he might know something, but he truly knew nothing about the powers in Jinxiu Prefecture.
"You, how dare you scorn my Floating Dream Pavilion!"
Meng Ji was furious, her lungs about to explode.
This was blatant contempt and disregard, a dismissive attitude that showed she didn't take the Floating Dream Pavilion seriously at all.
Seeing her extreme reaction, Ji Mo retorted, "What, is your Floating Dream Pavilion very famous? Or is the Floating Dream Pavilion not a good thing, specializing in shady dealings?"
He scanned his surroundings, seeing the corpses scattered around and the unconscious Ling Lan, and immediately categorized the Floating Dream Pavilion as a criminal organization.
Meng Ji's face turned ashen. This was provocation, absolute provocation!
Although the Floating Dream Pavilion engaged in many unsavory and clandestine activities, it presented itself as a righteous sect on the surface. Ji Mo's words clearly indicated his intention to oppose the Floating Dream Pavilion.
"I had intended to let you go, but it seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."
A blood-red glow flashed in Meng Ji's eyes, and killing intent permeated the air. Her figure vanished from its original spot.
She directly unleashed her strongest technique, her brow glowing, and a terrifying aura surged towards Ji Mo like a colossal wave.
Then.
She let out a piercing scream.
She was sent flying backward heavily, with a perfectly clear imprint of a large foot on her chest.
The disparity in strength was too great.
As soon as Meng Ji approached, Ji Mo kicked her away.
Her face was filled with terror, blood foam continuously trickling from her mouth, and she felt as if her very bones were about to fall apart.
Even more terrifying was a special energy surging from the spot where she was kicked, giving her the illusion that something had been stomped flat.
"Is this an Immortal Emperor? How can he be so terrifying!"
Fearing she would be killed on the spot, she decisively performed a secret technique, her body transforming into dozens of wisps of black smoke as she fled frantically.
Ji Mo clearly had no intention of killing her; otherwise, he could have finished her off with that one kick.
He let Meng Ji escape and quickly moved to Ling Lan's side, checking her injuries.
"Hmm, poisoned, several broken ribs."
Ji Hanhan, with the compassion of a healer, immediately began to treat Ling Lan. These injuries were not a problem for him.
With a few needles, the strange poison in Ling Lan was neutralized by him.
As for the broken ribs, they needed to be reset, which required physical manipulation.
Ji Mo flexed his fingers, his gaze clear, and began his work.
Ling Lan's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly woke up.
She felt a strange sensation, her body felt light, yet there was a stuffy pain in her chest.
Then, she finally opened her eyes and saw a shocking scene.
A pair of demonic hands were placed in a place they shouldn't be.
"You're awake, don't move, let me knead it a few more times."
Ji Mo said softly. The broken bones had been reset, and a little massage to promote blood circulation and reduce swelling should lead to a full recovery.
It had to be said, his medical skills were becoming increasingly superb and powerful!
"Ah..."
Ling Lan screamed and struggled with all her might.
What kind of suggestive words were these?
"Let me knead it a few more times"?
Ji Mo was startled and quickly withdrew his hands, stepping back several paces.
Honestly, I was trying to help you, why are you screaming like this, as if I'm going to do something to you.
To avoid any misunderstanding, he couldn't be bothered to explain and simply mounted his Heavenly Steed, leaving the scene.
"You scoundrel, you... you actually... I won't let you go..."
Ling Lan's eyes welled up with tears. If not for her stubborn nature, she might have burst into tears.
The potent poison she had suffered earlier was ineffective even with the sect's most potent antidote; it was likely only solvable through Yin and Yang harmony.
Now that she felt the toxins in her body had disappeared, she naturally assumed it was due to that act.
Moreover, seeing was believing. When she woke up, that damned scoundrel was still reluctantly asking to knead her a few more times, which clearly indicated that he had already violated her.
As the Saintess of the Feng Sect, she had always maintained her purity, never allowing men to touch her, not even her hands. Now, her chastity was gone just like that.
She was at a loss for what to do, then quickly took out her communication jade token and contacted two people: "Jingjing, Ying, *sob sob sob*... I'm not clean anymore..."
At this moment, she could only confide in these two sisters.
"What, how are you not clean?"
The other party looked bewildered and quickly asked what had happened.
When Ling Lan recounted the events, they were dumbfounded.
"Don't panic first, check your body carefully."
Bai Jingjing, being relatively composed, advised her to first confirm her physical purity.