Ying Menglong wandered in the desert with the Seven Fiends Ghost Mother, searching for anything that could nourish her bloodline.
But something strange happened.
It seemed someone was always one step ahead of her, snatching her prey before she could.
Each time, she would come up empty-handed.
"How detestable! Which blind fool dares to steal my lady's fortune?"
Following Ying Menglong's orders, the Seven Fiends Ghost Mother blasted open a large area of the Gobi Desert, only to discover a pool of bloodspring hidden underground, more than half of which had been drunk.
What was even more infuriating was that the culprit was incredibly wasteful, seemingly using the remaining spring water to wash themselves, squandering such a precious spiritual spring.
It was a gross waste of heavenly resources. Weren't they afraid of divine retribution?
"What a waste. Could it be that this level of spiritual spring is simply not worth taking in their eyes?"
Ying Menglong was also surprised.
Even she, who had seen countless rare treasures and astonishing divine artifacts, would not be so extravagant as to use such a bloodspring for washing.
This bloodspring was extraordinary, possessing excellent efficacy even for divine bloodlines, and was considered a top-tier item in the Immortal Spirit Realm.
Since the bloodspring had been used, she naturally wouldn't absorb it and instead bestowed it upon the Seven Fiends Ghost Mother.
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother did not stand on ceremony, taking out a jade box and collecting every last drop of the remaining spring water. She even dug up several cubic meters of the surrounding rocks and soil.
"I do want to see who this divine being is."
Ying Menglong felt a touch of defiance. It was unlikely that someone could be even more extravagant than her.
She continued forward and suddenly saw a figure, both strange and familiar, in the distance. Her pupils dilated, and she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Bean Sprout!"
On the sand dune.
Ji Mo had just drunk his fill of spring water and was now urinating with the wind.
He sighed.
He recalled how he used to piss eight feet against the wind, but now, with the wind, it was just a trickle.
Ji Hanhan felt that it was all the fault of that detestable woman, who spoke falsehoods, twisted the truth, and slandered him as a bean sprout, thus causing him so much misery.
Suddenly.
He heard the words "Bean Sprout" carried from afar. Struck as if by lightning, he guiltily and hastily pulled up his pants.
"It's her, that sharp-tongued shrew?"
Ji Mo turned his head and saw Ying Menglong, recognizing her instantly.
Before, he had been thinking of settling scores and refuting the rumors with Ying Menglong. Now that he had lost the strongest piece of evidence, he absolutely did not want to see her.
The words "Bean Sprout" were too hurtful, making even the usually thick-skinned Hanhan unbearable and deeply wounded.
"Is it really you? Bean Sprout."
A flicker of joy flashed in the depths of Ying Menglong's pupils, and she couldn't help but rush forward at extreme speed.
However, the closer she got, the more disappointed she became.
Although the facial features and figure were similar, they were too thin and ugly, a world apart from that lecher.
Furthermore, the aura was completely different, confirming they were not the same person.
Due to Ji Mo's body being invaded by the "Fiftieth Primordial Violet Qi," there were still two hundred and fifty strands of special energy remaining within him, making him a completely different person from before.
Even Ying Menglong could not distinguish him.
Ji Mo felt incredibly heartbroken. To be called Bean Sprout upon meeting her, was she polite?
"I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."
Ying Menglong sized up Ji Mo, a deep sense of loss flowing in her eyes.
After all, how could anyone survive after being thrown into a death zone?
Moreover, with the terrifying explosion that occurred in the forbidden zone, there was no way that person could still be alive.
Ji Mo heard this and secretly let out a sigh of relief.
She didn't recognize him?
That was for the best, otherwise, it would have been awkward.
"Hmph."
Ji Mo held his head high, gave Ying Menglong a fierce glare, and turned away proudly.
Ying Menglong immediately frowned.
With her looks and demeanor, to be glared at by a man was unprecedented.
No, wait. The lecher from last time seemed to have a similar look.
"Wait."
Ying Menglong called out to Ji Mo. Her woman's intuition told her that this person before her was very likely that lecher.
"Can you take off your clothes and let me have a look?"
Uncontrollably, she blurted out these words.
At that time, she had seen Ji Mo intimately and had a deep impression of some of his physical characteristics.
As long as she could see it, she could identify whether this person was that scoundrel.
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother beside her was stunned, thinking she had heard wrong.
Miss Ying Menglong, who had an incomparably noble status, was actually attracted to such an ugly man and was even forcing him to undress, with ulterior motives.
It was too perverse.
What was good about this scrawny, skinny man?
"Miss, please respect yourself. I am not a casual man."
Ji Mo instinctively tightened his belt.
Even if the King of Heaven came today, he would absolutely not let her succeed.
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother was even more dumbfounded.
Did this man have a problem with his brain? A peerless beauty asking you to undress was something every man dreamed of, yet someone actually refused outright.
When did men become so reserved?
"Miss, if you truly have this preference, I'll stand guard for you while you use force. Even if this kid screams his lungs out, no one will come to interrupt your good deed."
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother showed great potential as a lackey, thoughtfully offering advice to Ying Menglong.
These words successfully made the two young people on the scene blush.
"Ghost Mother, what nonsense are you spouting? Who wants to use force?"
Ying Menglong's face turned red, and she stomped her foot in anger.
She just wanted to identify Ji Mo's identity, not to commit indecency.
Causing such an embarrassing misunderstanding, Ying Menglong felt too ashamed to continue pestering and fled in embarrassment.
"It's really dangerous for boys when they go out. It wasn't safe when I was handsome, and it's still not safe even when I'm ugly."
Ji Mo touched his bony cheeks and sighed.
He chose a direction completely opposite to Ying Menglong's and strode away.
On the boundless desert.
There was a mountain range soaring into the clouds.
This mountain range was incredibly mystical, often emitting astonishing rainbow lights and spewing peculiar runes.
The higher one went, the more one could see dense laws interwoven, shining brilliantly.
This mountain range was formed from the partial bodies of two powerful beings who had perished together, containing immense fortune.
The mountain range had a total of one hundred and eight peaks, each one different.
And each peak was higher than the last. The taller the peak, the harder it was to climb, but the greater the opportunities contained within.
For millions of years, countless beings had come to this place seeking fortune and opportunities.
The first one hundred and seven peaks had been successfully ascended by living beings, but only the highest, the hundred and eighth peak, had no one successfully ascended it to this day.
In recent times.
This mountain range was bathed in rosy clouds, and various strange phenomena appeared from time to time.
Some powerful beings speculated that something extraordinary had appeared, perhaps a heaven-defying opportunity, attracting various forces to come and compete for it.
Ji Mo was tracking a prey and also heading in this direction.