For the sake of his beloved, Ao Cheng, a tough guy of the Flood Dragon clan, a true man who feared nothing, not even death, chose to humbly lower his proud head and submit to Bonew.
Things would not end here. Not long ago, Ao Cheng had already sent a plea for help to his father, the Silver Flood Dragon King, through special means.
This place was not far from the Flood Dragon clan's territory. It was believed that the Silver Flood Dragon King would arrive soon, destroy Ji Mo, and completely turn the tide.
"This scumbag has such deep schemes, subduing Ao Cheng and intending to covet the Flood Dragon clan. Is this for himself, or is he paving the way for Bonew?"
Nangong Manyin looked at Ji Mo, guessing his motives, and her impression of him improved.
After all, no matter what Ji Mo's intentions were, it was more beneficial than detrimental to Bonew, as she had gained a quasi-immortal emperor expert for free.
At the same time, she was also very displeased that he had used Nangong Chou to achieve his goal. The benefits of their Nangong family were not so easily taken.
Moreover, she strongly suspected that Ji Mo had ulterior motives from the very beginning when he contacted Nangong Chou.
However, in consideration of the life-saving grace, she would let this matter go. She would not allow her younger brother to be sacrificed again.
"Stinky brother, hehe, how about you do me a small favor?"
Ji Mo said with a fawning smile. Seeing that Ao Cheng had ulterior motives, he intended to exploit Nangong Chou further.
Such an untrustworthy and sinister fellow needed to be dealt with properly.
"Brother Mo, no..."
Nangong Chou's heart pounded. Without guessing, he vaguely knew what Ji Mo wanted him to do and flatly refused, "Although I wear women's clothing, my heart is of steel. I will never show favor to this pervert."
Ji Mo did not force him and turned to Nangong Manyin, explaining his intentions and promising a generous reward.
"Heh, is my Nangong family a bunch of greedy opportunists? You've come to the wrong person."
Nangong Manyin was still full of anger and would not give Ji Mo any face.
She repeatedly stated that the people of the Nangong family had integrity and could not be bought with a few coins, telling Ji Mo not to be delusional.
"Alas, Bonew has a manual for the Void Sword Technique. I was going to give it as a thank-you gift, but if you don't want it, then so be it."
Ji Mo sighed softly.
He knew Nangong Manyin cared deeply about that secret manual and did not believe she would not be tempted.
As expected.
Nangong Manyin's expression changed instantly. She grabbed Ji Mo's hand and asked eagerly, "Is that true?"
She thought that after Guan Shan's death, no one would know the whereabouts of the sword manual he possessed. She did not expect there to be another one in the world, which naturally made Nangong Manyin overjoyed.
She understood the astonishing value of that sword manual better than anyone. Let alone sacrificing Nangong Chou's appearance, even if Ji Mo made any excessive demands of her, she could consider it.
"Naturally, it's true."
Ji Mo nodded.
He could write as many such sword manuals as he wanted, as no one understood the ancient script anyway, so there was no need to worry about the Void Sword Technique being leaked.
"Heh heh, it's just asking Nangong Chou to use a honey trap. What's the big deal? I'll handle it for you."
Nangong Manyin's attitude changed in an instant.
All the integrity of the Nangong family, the pride of not being opportunistic, vanished at this moment.
For the sake of the sword manual, anything was negotiable.
Nangong Manyin clenched her fist, grabbed her younger brother by the neck with a smile, and dragged him into the woods.
"Hey, tomboy, what are you doing?"
Ao Cheng became anxious again.
Could it be that beauty was indeed ill-fated?
His little darling had just escaped Ji Mo's clutches, and now she was being targeted by this tomboy.
This guy was very possessive and saw everyone as a bad person.
Bonew was kind-hearted, and Ao Cheng had also sworn his allegiance. She kindly reminded him, "Actually, have you noticed that he's a man..."
"It's difficult, very difficult."
Ao Cheng didn't give Bonew a chance to finish. Looking at Nangong Chou's retreating back, he was filled with sorrow, "I'm not stupid. I understand that this cute and charming girl has very high standards and doesn't fancy a coarse man like me. Conquering her heart is undoubtedly as difficult as reaching the heavens. But we men of the Flood Dragon clan are unyielding and face difficulties head-on. We fear setbacks the least. I swear, I will win her over. You are still young and don't understand what true love is, nor what love at first sight means."
Bonew was dumbfounded. Fine, go pursue your true love. I can't be bothered.
"Facing 'man' head-on?!"
Ji Mo coughed in shock and gave Ao Cheng a thumbs-up in admiration.
Not long after, Nangong Manyin and a crestfallen Nangong Chou emerged from the woods.
Clearly, Nangong Chou had no choice but to surrender under Nangong Manyin's powerful might.
He suppressed his disgust and revulsion and approached Ao Cheng proactively.
"I knew it. Facing difficulties head-on will always yield results."
Ao Cheng mistakenly believed that his sincerity had finally moved Nangong Chou and proudly showed off to Ji Mo.
He naively thought that when it came to wooing women, he was no less capable than Ji Mo and could compete with him.
After a day.
Nangong Chou did not disappoint Ji Mo and extracted valuable items from Ao Cheng.
Ao Cheng handed over the residual soul of the Ancient Evil Flood Dragon and mobilized his subordinates to collect and hand over the belongings of the deceased cultivators.
Of course, he wasn't being foolishly generous but had his own calculations.
The Ancient Evil Flood Dragon had been crippled, and its residual soul was of little use. As for the belongings, they were for Ji Mo to keep temporarily and would return to him soon enough.
Doing this would not only win Nangong Chou's favor but also temporarily lull Ji Mo into a false sense of security, killing two birds with one stone.
"We're rich, we're really rich now."
Ji Mo, the simpleton, grinned from ear to ear.
With the residual soul of the Evil Flood Dragon, he could control this island.
Ao Cheng believed that the Ancient Evil Flood Dragon was crippled, but in Ji Mo's eyes, it was not. Restoring it was a simple matter for him.
Those belongings were a vast fortune. There were over a thousand immortal artifacts and immortal armors, not to mention thousands of storage bags, spatial rings, and other storage equipment.
Inside were immeasurable resources such as immortal crystals, rare metals, and precious herbs.
No wonder Ao Cheng had double-crossed them and taken everything. Who wouldn't be tempted by such immense wealth?
With these items, Ji Mo was confident that he could establish the Sky City preliminarily.
He decided that after finishing things here, he would return to the Void Sword Sect to build the Sky City. By then, his small courtyard should also be moved up.
"So many treasures, it's hard to take them away."
Ji Mo was somewhat troubled. Ordinary spatial equipment could not hold so many things.
He looked at the mountains of treasures and idly twirled the Moon God Ring on his finger, sighing deeply.
"What are you showing off for? It's just a good ring!"
Nangong Manyin noticed the extraordinary nature of the Moon God Ring, and her eyes gleamed.
However, divine objects concealed their essence. The Moon God Ring had suppressed its aura, and even the Golden Eyes could not see through it.
But Nangong Manyin keenly sensed that Ji Mo's ring was no ordinary item; it was a great treasure.
"You mean this is a very good treasure?"
Ji Mo quickly asked for advice. With Nangong Manyin's hint, the Moon God Ring, which had only been an accessory all along, finally found its use and became an incredibly advanced spatial ring.
The storage space of the Moon God Ring was astonishingly large, easily accommodating all the treasures.