The item was net-like, palm-sized, soft and silky to the touch, and elastic. If his guess was correct, it was part of a pair of black silk stockings.
Tsk tsk!
For the Great Immortal Kongxu to be fiddling with such a thing, who would believe he wasn't empty?
"Could this Great Immortal Kongxu really be a fellow countryman? Otherwise, how would he know how to make such things?"
Ji Mo tugged at the black silk in his hand, making this judgment in his heart.
All evidence suggested that Great Immortal Kongxu was very likely also a transmigrator.
"Grand Ancestor, are you planning to resume your old profession and relive past glories?"
Sima Hongfeng rubbed his hands, his face full of anticipation, and complained, "Your disciples and grandchildren are incompetent. The sect is now in decline, struggling to survive, and can barely put food on the table. We are counting on you, Grand Ancestor, to lead us to prosperity and revitalize the sect!"
Ji Mo was startled. Could it be that Great Immortal Kongxu was also a business prodigy who had once run a very profitable black silk industry?
He imagined the fairies all wearing black silk, their skirts slit up to their thighs. The scene would be incredibly beautiful.
"Hmm, it does seem quite promising."
Ji Mo stroked his chin, a smile involuntarily spreading across his lips.
He couldn't help but think of Black Rose and the Female Supreme. They would surely look stunning in black silk.
And that rabbit spirit, if she wore a maid outfit and black silk at the same time, it would probably drive those old lechers mad.
"Not only promising, it's practically risk-free and infinitely profitable!"
Sima Hongfeng said with emotion, "Great Immortal Kongxu, you were so mighty in your day, bullying the strong and preying on the weak, capturing the holy sons and daughters of opposing forces and selling them. You started from scratch and built the vast fortune of the Void Sword Sect. It is said that this 'Immortal Binding Net' was specifically developed by you to better capture fairies. Unfortunately, fate was cruel, and you met your end before you could complete it."
"What? For kidnapping?"
Ji Mo was instantly bewildered.
He had originally thought Great Immortal Kongxu was involved in the black silk industry, but his guess was wrong. This guy was actually a human trafficker.
No wonder he had so many enemies and ended up being beaten to death by a mob.
But to use this net-like black silk not to make beloved stockings, but to capture people, was a terrible waste.
After learning the truth, Ji Mo became dejected.
He felt he might have been overthinking things. Great Immortal Kongxu might not be a transmigrator; perhaps these were all coincidences.
"Grand Ancestor Kongxu, when do we make our move? The Heavenly Origin Sect has several young fairies who are of high status and very beautiful. If we capture them all, the Heavenly Origin Sect will have to pay a ransom with their territory. They have occupied a large portion of our immortal mountains and spiritual veins, and it's time they gave them back."
Sima Hongfeng was incredibly excited, feeling that with the Grand Ancestor's backing, it was time to hold their heads high.
Ji Mo rolled his eyes. He was refined, amiable, and kind-hearted. How could he possibly engage in human trafficking?
Besides, robbing fairies was practically asking for death. He absolutely would not do it.
"Grand Ancestor, what? You don't like young fairies? Actually, the Heavenly Origin Sect also has many mature fairy aunts who are incredibly stunning."
Sima Hongfeng incited him again, his eyes gleaming with desire, quite excited.
Seeing that Ji Mo remained unmoved and showed no interest, he changed his tune again. "Fairy aunts are also not suitable? Then let's capture the inner sect genius male disciples of the Heavenly Origin Sect. There are quite a few young and robust ones."
As he spoke, he winked meaningfully at Ji Mo.
Ji Mo was so angry he wanted to slap him. You old pervert, why are you winking when you mention robust men? It's as if I have some special hobby.
He coldly questioned, "Isn't the Void Sword Sect a righteous sect? How can you do such things?"
Sima Hongfeng chuckled sheepishly, "Naturally, everything is decided by you, the elder. If you wish to be righteous, we will be righteous; if you wish to be crooked, we will naturally bend with you."
Ji Mo felt that something was wrong with his words, but he couldn't quite pinpoint it.
He could only ask Sima Hongfeng to continue searching through Great Immortal Kongxu's belongings, hoping to find more evidence to determine if the man was truly a transmigrator.
"That's all."
Sima Hongfeng spread his hands and said helplessly, "The sect has endured too many wars, and many of your treasures have been lost. Originally, there was a small, yellowed booklet filled with square characters that no one could understand. Now, for some reason, it's nowhere to be found."
"Square characters?"
Ji Mo frowned. If he could see that booklet and clarify whether the so-called square characters were pictographs he was familiar with, he could basically confirm whether Great Immortal Kongxu was a fellow countryman.
Alas, fate was not in his favor.
Never mind. Since there were no more clues, he might as well return to the Xuanling Realm and peacefully be his local landlord, without getting involved in so much trouble.
Ji Mo returned the black silk to Sima Hongfeng, intending to leave.
This Void Sword Sect was a place of trouble and not suitable for lingering.
"Grand Ancestor Kongxu, I know that you have been reborn for the second time, and due to the influence of prenatal amnesia, you have likely forgotten the memories of your past life. Now you wish to recover them. In fact, I think you might have already made arrangements to deal with this situation."
Sima Hongfeng stopped Ji Mo and mysteriously revealed a huge secret to him.
In fact, the Void Sword Sect had another incredibly mysterious secret realm that would only reveal itself under special conditions.
However, the prohibition at the entrance was too powerful, and no one had ever been able to break it.
If Ji Mo could open the secret realm, he might find the answers he was looking for within.
Ji Mo was moved by this. He felt he could stay for now and try to see if he could open that secret realm.
He asked Sima Hongfeng about the secret realm.
At this moment.
Er Lengzi entered carrying the large bluestone, and with a series of "咚咚咚," he kowtowed three times to Ji Mo.
The large bluestone weighed tens of thousands of pounds, yet Er Lengzi could carry it and still kowtow as if it were nothing, without even blushing or panting. It had to be said that his physique was indeed very strong.
"Lengzi, why are you carrying this stone? Hurry up and put it back," Sima Hongfeng said, confused, thinking Er Lengzi had gone mad again.
"Thank you, Grand Ancestor, for teaching me swordsmanship."
Er Lengzi grinned, extremely excited. By a stroke of luck, he had indeed comprehended an incredibly powerful sword technique.
After thanking Ji Mo, he said to Sikong Hongfeng, "Sect Master, this is a great treasure. I must watch it and not let anyone steal it."
Sima Hongfeng was completely bewildered. What kind of treasure was this?
Although Great Immortal Kongxu had inscribed poetry on the bluestone, after a long time, the sword intent on it had almost completely disappeared. Now, it was just a stone with some significance.
A nearby disciple immediately explained what had just happened, stating that the poetry on the bluestone contained the invincible sword rhyme of Grand Ancestor Kongxu, and with just two sword strikes, they had annihilated that group from the Heavenly Origin Sect.
"Oh my, this is a treasure of the sect! Quickly send it to my room. I want to keep it under my personal care."
Sima Hongfeng's old face bloomed with a smile. With this item, who would dare to bully the Void Sword Sect in the future?
"It has invincible sword rhyme? Let me take a look."
Ji Mo pushed aside Sima Hongfeng, who was about to pounce on the bluestone, and stepped forward to examine it carefully. He tapped and prodded it, studying it in various ways, but he couldn't sense any sword intent or sword rhyme.
However, the others on the scene felt completely different.
After Ji Mo's touch, the two lines of poetry on the bluestone seemed to come alive. Every stroke and every line exuded exquisite sword moves, and within the words, a terrifying sword intent erupted like a volcano.
Sima Hongfeng and the other two disciples were dumbfounded. They wanted to comprehend it but couldn't find a way, having no clue.
Only Er Lengzi's eyes widened, with sword light and shadows flashing in his pupils. His body erupted with a sharp sword intent, and he himself seemed to transform into a drawn immortal sword.