The recent encounter was still vivid in her mind, the shadow in her heart refusing to dissipate.
Long Lingli remembered clearly how Ji Mo had brutally pinned her down last time, grinning menacingly and declaring he would never let her go, even if it meant death.
She had initially dismissed it as mere intimidation, never imagining the fellow would actually act on such threats.
Even the flower fairy, now deceased, couldn't escape his clutches.
Although this flower fairy was indeed captivatingly beautiful, she was already dead, and her body was no bigger than a palm. There was nothing to be done.
Long Lingli felt a surge of relief, thankful she had escaped unharmed last time; the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Still shaken, she quickly concealed her aura, intending to slip away unnoticed before Ji Mo could set his sights on her.
Everyone around had misunderstood, believing Ji Mo to be deranged and taking advantage of the situation.
In reality, the simpleton was merely trying to save the person, performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
The scene was… a sight to behold, one that made it difficult to watch.
The flower fairy was crystal clear, exquisitely sculpted, like a porcelain doll, while Ji Mo, covered in silver needles and emaciated, puckered his blood-red mouth for a fervent kiss.
The sight was profoundly unsettling.
Despite Ji Mo appearing to be attempting resuscitation, almost everyone was convinced he was simply seizing the opportunity.
"I'm truly impressed by you. You won't even spare a corpse, so depraved. Don't tell me you were actually trying to save her; if you can truly revive her, I'll kneel and lick the soles of your shoes."
Di Pan struggled to his feet, a flicker of defiance returning to him, and he taunted Ji Mo without reservation.
He had noticed several Di family experts converging, which bolstered his confidence.
Ji Mo remained unperturbed, casting a casual glance at Di Pan. "Since you old fellow have a penchant for kneeling and licking shoe soles, I shall oblige you."
After a few breaths administered to the flower fairy, he had successfully revived a sliver of life within her.
From this point, reviving her would not be overly difficult.
Ji Mo took a deep breath, entering a state of complete focus, and then pulled out a silver needle from his own body.
The needle glinted with a cold light, a drop of Ji Mo's blood clinging to its tip. Under the sunlight, it bloomed with a vibrant, fiery red radiance.
At this moment, the gazes of all living beings were fixed on the silver needle, a flicker of longing involuntarily appearing in the depths of their pupils.
Even some bloodthirsty creatures held their breath, their throats working, nearly succumbing to the urge to pounce and devour that drop of blood.
Even Long Lingli, who had just departed, suddenly turned back, staring intently at the blood, her face filled with shock, wanting desperately to rush forward and lick it.
Long Lingli instinctively felt that consuming this drop of blood would bring unimaginable benefits.
After all, she was a Pu Lao, possessing half the bloodline of a divine dragon, incredibly noble.
Yet, a mere drop of blood had nearly made her lose her reason. How bizarre was this?
"The bloodline level is definitely not divine, is it super-divine? Or…?"
A tempest of thoughts churned within Long Lingli's mind.
What exactly was this ferocious fellow?
A transformed super-divine beast?
An innate being?
Or perhaps, a primordial sacred beast?
Whichever it was, it was an existence of immense power!
"He's a super big shot. If I can latch onto him, it'll be a massive gain."
Long Lingli had no intention of leaving now, contemplating how to forge a connection with Ji Mo.
With a swift movement, Ji Mo inserted the silver needle into the flower fairy's brow.
*Buzz!*
A mysterious sound seemed to echo through heaven and earth.
The drop of blood at the needle's tip merged into the flower fairy's body, transforming into a life force as vast as the sea.
The next second.
The flower fairy's chest rose, her breathing restored.
Immediately after.
Her heartbeat also resumed.
Her eyelashes fluttered, her eyelids slowly opened, revealing eyes like rubies, brimming with vitality.
The flower fairy was alive!
All the beings present watched this scene in disbelief.
To reverse death with a single needle – what kind of technique was this? It was too heaven-defying!
Simultaneously, their curiosity intensified about the origin of this unassuming "needle man."
The flower fairy fluttered her translucent wings, floating up, her face etched with disbelief.
Not only had she been resurrected, but her original injuries were also rapidly healing, returning her to her peak state.
The flower fairy's petite, exquisite body shimmered with radiance, occasionally flashing with divine light, and an overwhelming pressure swept in all directions.
Her small form seemed to contain unimaginable energy, and the aura she emitted caused many weaker beings to prostrate themselves on the spot.
"Immortal God Realm!"
Gu Qian exclaimed involuntarily, his face filled with astonishment.
He had never expected that the flower fairy Xiao Ya had brought back possessed the cultivation of the Immortal God Realm.
Beings in the Immortal God Realm shouldn't be diligently cultivating in the Nine Heavens, comprehending the mysteries of godhood; why would she be on the Sixty-Sixth Peak, and how did Xiao Ya capture her?
Xiao Ya was stunned.
She had actually found an Immortal God Realm flower fairy, an experience so incredible it would be enough for her to brag about for a lifetime.
But the next moment, a chill ran down her spine.
She had naively planned to keep the flower fairy as a pet. Would such disrespect provoke retaliation?
The flower fairy glanced at Xiao Ya indifferently, showing no intention of revenge.
She had been ambushed, severely injured, and on the verge of death. She had been hiding in a secret realm on the Sixty-Sixth Peak to heal when Xiao Ya, who had stumbled in accidentally, captured her.
But fate was peculiar; misfortune and fortune were intertwined.
This time, her misfortune had turned into a blessing, her injuries miraculously healed, which was utterly unexpected.
"Benefactor, thank you for saving my life."
The flower fairy landed back on Ji Mo's palm and bowed gratefully three times.
Her voice was sweet and incredibly pleasant to the ear, and she continued with an apologetic tone, "I am Haitang Yunduo from the Seven Heavens. My companions' whereabouts are unknown, and they are still waiting for my rescue. Forgive me for being unable to repay your kindness. If I survive this journey, I will repay you with unwavering loyalty and serve by your side."
With that, she flew to Ji Mo's cheek, gave a light, regretful peck, and then transformed into a streak of rainbow light, soaring straight into the heavens.
Saving someone was like fighting a fire; she had to rush back quickly to participate in the battle and support her companions.
Di Pan clutched his chest, gasping for air.
It was terrifying. Who would have thought this flower fairy was Haitang Yunduo from the Seven Heavens? He had foolishly harbored ill intentions towards her, truly courting death.
Fortunately, she had left, and he had narrowly escaped.
However, before he could rejoice, a terrifying beam of light descended from the sky, instantly reducing Di Pan to ashes.
Even the ground was blasted into a bottomless abyss.
Clearly, Haitang Yunduo was not so magnanimous; she had still taken action to eliminate the lecherous old man who dared to offend her.
A collective gasp of cold air swept through the crowd.
This was the might of an Immortal God Realm expert. A casual strike had easily annihilated an Immortal Emperor. It was truly terrifying.
The nearby Di family powerhouses dared not even breathe, decisively turning and fleeing, lest they be caught in the crossfire.
That was Haitang Yunduo. Beautiful, with a pleasant name, but utterly ruthless when killing.
Xiao Ya's face turned ashen with fear, worried that another beam of light might suddenly descend from the sky.
Indeed, a bright light reappeared in the sky, falling precisely onto Xiao Ya's head.