To avoid disgrace in his later years and becoming a laughingstock of the world, the proud Silver Flood Dragon King finally compromised, willing to submit to Bonew.
He didn't fear being called debauched and dissolute by outsiders, but he dreaded being pointed at and accused of being a male lover, of having a penchant for men.
After all, he was a figure of some standing, and he truly couldn't afford to lose face.
The Silver Flood Dragon King was filled with regret. He had once been confident of competing with the Merman tribe, becoming the overlord of the North Arctic sea tribes, and even ascending to the supreme throne.
Now, all of it had turned into a bubble.
The Silver Flood Dragon King's submission meant that Bonew now controlled the entire Flood Dragon tribe of the North Arctic.
Bonew looked at the Silver Flood Dragon King, who was kneeling before her and swearing allegiance, her heart filled with mixed emotions. A renowned Immortal Emperor had become her subordinate; it felt like a dream.
She had a tragic background, her entire clan annihilated, leaving her a vulnerable little princess whose life was as insignificant as grass. She should have met a miserable end.
However, after meeting Ji Mo, her destiny had completely changed.
By gaining the Flood Dragon tribe, she now had the means to avenge the deep-seated hatred she held. Moreover, she believed that with Ji Mo around, her wish would soon be fulfilled.
"First, let's reorganize the Flood Dragon tribe, and then we'll find a way to deal with the Merman tribe."
Ji Mo had his next plan. He urged the ancient evil flood dragon to move, heading towards the territory of the Flood Dragon tribe.
With the ancient evil flood dragon, Ji Hanhan felt fully confident, capable of swaggering through the North Arctic.
The massive island pushed through the waves, moving rapidly with great momentum.
Under Ji Hanhan's command, the ancient evil flood dragon seemed to come back to life. To the utter shock of the Silver Flood Dragon King and his son, it left its original spot and swam towards the depths of the ocean.
"Who exactly is this Ji? How can he control the Ancient Evil Flood Dragon Island like this?"
The Silver Flood Dragon King found it hard to believe. He had spent tens of thousands of years researching it, yet he could only control it to perform some simple attack movements through the residual soul of the ancient evil flood dragon.
Ji Mo had only possessed it for a few days and could already control it completely, as if it were an extension of his own arm. It was truly incredible.
"This guy is indeed something. Do you think, with his abilities, it's possible for him to subdue that item?"
Ao Cheng's face was filled with jealousy. Although he didn't want to admit it, this human was exceptionally monstrous, no wonder Nangong Chou called him brother so affectionately.
He couldn't help but glance at Nangong Chou again, his heart pounding uncontrollably, only to be immediately gripped by anxiety.
"That item is the supreme treasure of our sea race, a symbol of imperial power. He, a human, probably can't even touch it."
A glint flashed in the Silver Flood Dragon King's eyes.
The North Arctic had not seen a Sea Emperor for nearly thirty thousand years, precisely because, during this time, no strong individual from the sea race had been recognized by that item.
Moreover, that supreme treasure had not appeared for many years. It might have been deliberately hidden, making finding its whereabouts a thousand times more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
On the journey.
Ji Mo, bored, struck up a conversation with Ao Cheng, wanting to learn more about the North Arctic.
However, Ao Cheng was heartbroken and listless, barely responding to Ji Mo.
His face was filled with a despair, feeling that his flood dragon life was bleak and that he no longer believed in love.
Ji Mo felt a sense of responsibility and tried to comfort him, "A true man can pick things up and put them down. There are thousands of good women in the world; there will always be one who suits you. Besides, by giving up one leaf, you can get the whole forest. It's a win-win!"
Unfortunately, these words did not have the desired effect; instead, they backfired.
Ao Cheng cast a disdainful sideways glance at Ji Mo and snorted, "What do you know? You're a scumbag and have no idea what true love is. True love is missing someone when you're apart, your heart pounding when you meet, and knowing each other's feelings with just a glance, without needing words."
Ji Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes, "As if your heart wouldn't pound when you're not apart. I think what you call love is just you wanting to sleep with them."
"Cough cough... Nonsense, how could I be such a superficial person?"
Ao Cheng's face instantly flushed red as he forcefully defended himself, "True love is about the soul attracting each other, not the body."
Ji Mo retorted, "If that's the case, why did you look like you lost your soul when you found out Nangong Chou was a man? And you still say you're not lusting after his body?"
Ao Cheng blinked, looking somewhat bewildered.
After a long moment, his eyes suddenly erupted with brilliant light, as if he had a sudden realization.
"That's right, a word of wisdom from a dreamer! True love cannot be bound by the physical form; it should break through all shackles, pure and beautiful. I think age is not a problem, nor is race a distance, and perhaps men loving men is also not impossible."
What?
Ji Hanhan was instantly dumbfounded.
What did he mean by that?
Judging by his words, was he really going to pursue men?
Ji Mo felt a pang of despair. Had he messed up his attempt to comfort someone, causing a huge problem?
Although he advocated for freedom of love and never judged people with a prejudiced eye, it still required both parties to be willing. If he was willing, the other party might not be.
"Ji Mo, thank you. You are my emotional mentor and have guided me in the right direction."
Ao Cheng said with a beaming smile, sincerely thanking Ji Mo. His dejection vanished, and he was revitalized.
Presumably, in the days to come, he would resume his pursuit of love.
Ji Mo subconsciously moved further away from Ao Cheng, deliberately maintaining a distance.
It was too terrifying. This muscular hunk had ultimately gone down the wrong path, hadn't he?
The more he thought about it, the more something felt wrong. He immediately went to find Nangong Chou.
"Little brother, why don't you put on men's clothes again?"
Upon finding Nangong Chou, Ji Hanhan kindly reminded him.
Ao Cheng had become abnormal, and it was highly likely he had turned gay. If Nangong Chou continued to wear women's clothes, it would be very dangerous. He might be dragged into a small forest and violated at any moment.
Ao Cheng's muscular physique and immense strength meant that if he acted improperly, Nangong Chou might not even have the chance to scream for help.
In any case, Nangong Chou becoming a cross-dresser was his doing, and he had to take responsibility.
"Brother Mo, I don't want to."
Nangong Chou had become addicted to wearing women's clothes during this period and found it hard to give up.
Moreover, the Nangong family had strict upbringing rules. After returning, he probably wouldn't have the chance to wear them again. Naturally, he wanted to indulge himself while no one was watching.
"Alright."
Ji Mo couldn't force him. He took out many inner armors and chest guards from the Moon God Ring and shoved them all into Nangong Chou's hands.
He also kindly offered to personally forge a pair of iron underpants for Nangong Chou if he needed them.
"Wear iron underpants? Brother Mo, are you okay?"
Nangong Chou was confused and didn't quite understand.
Ji Mo currently had no evidence and couldn't groundlessly speculate that Ao Cheng would act improperly, so he could only vaguely say, "As a boy, you need to protect yourself when you're out and about."
"Brother Mo, are you implying that girls will flock to me like bees to honey, throwing themselves into my arms? Don't worry, I can handle it. Let the桃花运 come more fiercely."
Nangong Chou's face was filled with excitement.
Ji Mo moved his lips but remained silent, wanting to say: I'm just afraid you can't handle it.
He was about to explain the truth.
Boom!
A loud explosion.
The entire island shook violently and then sank abruptly.