"Defaulting on the debt?
Defaulting on the debt is impossible. Not even the King of Heaven could get away with defaulting on Ji Hanhan's debt.
Ji Mo wouldn't tolerate it. He directly blocked them and kicked them away.
"You, surnamed Ji, dare to block me? You're seeking death."
Ximen Yaoqing had long been fed up with Ji Mo and saw this as an opportunity to deal with him.
However.
He didn't even get a chance to make a move before being kicked flying. He crashed through several houses and landed a thousand meters away.
Ximen Yaoqing coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his face ashen. The protective immortal armor he wore was shattered, and his ribs were all broken.
If not for the immortal armor absorbing most of the force, he suspected he would have been kicked into a pulp by that single kick.
"What is his background to be so terrifying?"
Ximen Yaoqing was filled with shock, finally realizing that he had underestimated Ji Mo all along.
Moreover, the fact that the other party dared to attack him lethally clearly showed he wasn't afraid of the Ximen family. It was possible he might truly perish here today.
Thinking of this, Ximen Yaoqing no longer dared to linger. He decisively tore a ground-escaping talisman and fled the Chi family.
"He's really fast."
Ji Mo cursed as he watched Ximen Yaoqing disappear from his spot, but he didn't pay much attention.
The monk might escape, but the temple wouldn't. The Ximen family was in Blue Jade City, and he would personally visit them later to settle the score.
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint's eyelids twitched. He looked at Ji Mo with a more serious expression.
He knew very well that Ximen Yaoqing, with his mid-stage Profound Immortal realm cultivation, couldn't withstand a single kick from Ji Mo. This was enough to show how terrifying this young man was, at least at the peak of the Profound Immortal realm, or perhaps even at the Supreme Immortal realm.
Such a genius should have already made a name for himself throughout the Immortal Spirit Realm. Why had he never heard of such a person?
"And you, I can't be bothered to make a move, lest I accidentally kick you to death. Hurry up, kowtow, call me grandpa, and then scram."
Ji Mo turned his gaze to the Poison Hand Medicine Saint and stopped making a move.
He was genuinely afraid of losing control and killing the old man.
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint's eyes turned red. He felt extremely aggrieved, thinking Ji Mo was too arrogant.
'Accidentally kick me to death?'
'You really know how to brag!'
If it weren't for Chi Qingying watching him intently nearby, and being in the Chi family's territory, he would have made Ji Mo pay.
"I am an important member of the Medicine Immortal Hall, with extremely high seniority and noble status. How can I kneel to a mere junior like you? If you're wise, let today's matter rest. Otherwise, you'll regret it."
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint, relying on his status, was unwilling to humble himself and kneel.
He brought up his identity, intending to bully Ji Mo with his influence and force him to give up the bet.
The Medicine Immortal Hall was a vast organization voluntarily formed by all alchemists in the Immortal Spirit Realm.
Offending the Medicine Immortal Hall would result in the boycott of all alchemists, leading to extremely severe consequences.
Even top forces would not dare to provoke the Medicine Immortal Hall lightly; they would give it some face.
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint, being an important member of the Medicine Immortal Hall, was extremely conceited, believing that as long as he mentioned the Medicine Immortal Hall, Ji Mo wouldn't dare to do anything to him.
Unfortunately, Ji Hanhan had no idea what the Medicine Immortal Hall was and naturally wasn't afraid at all.
"Stop acting like an old man here. If you can't afford to lose, don't make bets. Really, at your age, don't you have any shame? Aren't you embarrassed!"
Ji Mo approached the Poison Hand Medicine Saint and lectured him.
If the other party insisted on reneging, he would have to resort to force.
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint, publicly humiliated, lost face instantly. His face turned red with embarrassment.
A raging fire ignited in the depths of his pupils, and killing intent surged. He intended to attack Ji Mo with poison.
"Fine, then let's see if you can handle my grand gift."
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint's eyes gleamed with malice. He clasped his hands in a salute, seemingly intending to perform a grand bow to Ji Mo.
But in reality, he was making a subtle move. As he raised his hands, wisps of colorless and odorless poisonous gas flew towards Ji Mo's nose and mouth, also landing on his exposed skin.
To kill Ji Mo, the Poison Hand Medicine Saint directly used several rare and exotic poisons, confident that the other party couldn't withstand them.
"Haha, ignorant brat, you're dead."
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint couldn't help but burst into wild laughter, filled with smugness, believing his ambush had succeeded.
His title, Poison Hand Medicine Saint, was not for nothing. Even Chi Qingying would be finished if she were affected.
In the Poison Hand Medicine Saint's mind, no matter how powerful Ji Mo was, he couldn't compare to Chi Qingying.
"You old fool, stop grinning like that. Kneel down and kowtow."
Ji Mo placed a hand on the Poison Hand Medicine Saint's shoulder. The latter couldn't withstand it and immediately fell to his knees, bowing before Ji Mo.
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint was stunned. Ji Mo had clearly inhaled the poisonous gas, so why was he completely unharmed?
"I don't believe you're immune to all poisons."
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint was so angry his lungs were about to explode.
Kneeling to a junior like this, if word got out, he would be utterly disgraced and would never be able to show his face again.
At this moment, all he wanted was to kill Ji Mo and wash away his shame.
"Die, die for me!"
The Poison Hand Medicine Saint roared, taking out various poisonous mists, powders, and other substances, continuously sprinkling them towards Ji Mo.
He even took out a jade bottle and sprayed a large cloud of emerald green poisonous mist, completely enveloping Ji Mo.
"Jiu poison, that's Jiu poison!"
Madam Chi cried out in shock, immediately recognizing it as the Jiu poison that had afflicted her.
This meant that the Poison Hand Medicine Saint was directly involved in her poisoning.
Even the terrifying Jiu poison couldn't do anything to Ji Mo; he was completely unaffected.
"Alas, so it was you, old man, who poisoned me. You've been exposed."
Ji Mo raised his foot and directly kicked the Poison Hand Medicine Saint to the ground.
He then stomped on him several more times, causing the Poison Hand Medicine Saint to cry out in pain and agony. It was unclear how many bones he had broken.
Fortunately, Madam Chi spoke up, asking for the Poison Hand Medicine Saint's life to be spared so that the truth could be investigated. Ji Mo then spared him.
Cui Niang dragged the unconscious Poison Hand Medicine Saint away.
Madam Chi then took the opportunity to invite Ji Mo to stay at the Chi family for a few days, to show her hospitality.
Afterward, she rushed off, intending to go into seclusion to break through her cultivation.
Before leaving, Madam Chi pulled Chi Qingying aside and whispered something to her.
After saying who knows what, Chi Qingying's fair and beautiful face flushed deeply.
Xia Wan'er pricked up her ears to eavesdrop and also blushed, thinking, "So that's how it's done."
Bao Niu, with her keen hearing and proximity, also heard the content and looked incredulous.
Weren't humans supposed to be reserved and subtle in their affections? How could they be more open than demons?
Madam Chi's words could be summarized in five characters: "Forceful seduction!"
To ensure the Chi family had a heaven-defying grandchild, Madam Chi was working hard, asking Chi Qingying to find an opportunity to "push down" Ji Mo.
"Godmother, if you're too embarrassed, perhaps I could do it?"
Xia Wan'er knew that with Chi Qingying's personality, she probably wouldn't be able to do such a thing, so she tentatively offered to step in.
As the saying goes, "Don't let good fortune go to outsiders." Mr. Ji was so popular with girls; she didn't want some other slut to snatch him away.
"Wan'er, what are you thinking? He... if you think about it, you should call him Godfather."
Chi Qingying panicked, pinching Xia Wan'er's collagen-filled cheeks with both hands, telling her not to overthink things.
"No, not Godfather. You should call him Second Granduncle."
Bao Niu came closer and righteously corrected, then instructed Chi Qingying, "And you should call him Uncle. Don't mess up the辈分 (generations/lineage), and no improper thoughts!"