At the foot of the mountain.
Xia Wan'er sat on a rock, hugging her knees, sobbing.
As a sword genius of the younger generation, she looked down on her peers, hearing only praise and flattery all day long.
But now, she had suffered a major setback in a lowly Void Sword Sect, and what made it even more unbearable was losing to an idiot.
She couldn't accept such a result, her proud self-esteem was severely hit.
"Here, your sword."
Er Lengzi chased after her, returning the immortal sword to Xia Wan'er, and comforted her, "Don't cry, did I hurt you just now? How about I let you hit me back."
However, his words, instead of comforting her, made Xia Wan'er cry even harder. She burst into tears.
"How could this happen? How could I lose to a傻子 like you? If this gets out, how will I face anyone in the future?"
Xia Wan'er looked up and saw Er Lengzi's憨憨 appearance with a runny nose, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.
Er Lengzi earnestly corrected her, "I'm not a 傻子, I'm Er Lengzi. Actually, I know I'm not as good as you in all aspects, but my ancestor taught me well."
"Are you saying my godmother didn't teach me well?"
Xia Wan'er immediately stopped crying and glared fiercely at Er Lengzi.
She knew that the person she admired most was her godmother, Chi Qingying, and her swordsmanship was personally taught by Chi Qingying.
She had always treated Chi Qingying like her own mother, and she would rather Er Lengzi call her a mediocre talent or a waste than hear anything negative about Chi Qingying.
Er Lengzi nodded, "Your godmother taught you well, but my ancestor is even more awesome."
Xia Wan'er immediately retorted, "Nonsense! My godmother, Chi Qingying, has unparalleled swordsmanship and is among the top in the entire Zijing Prefecture."
"My ancestor..."
Er Lengzi also wanted to praise Ji Mo with flowery words, but he was too unlearned and couldn't think of any good words after struggling for a long time. He could only express it simply: "My ancestor is very empty, hmm, and lonely!"
"My godmother is peerless and the most beautiful in Zijing Prefecture."
"My ancestor is empty!"
"My godmother is unique and talented."
"My ancestor is empty!"
...
The two of them started arguing like children.
Finally, Xia Wan'er mocked, "You really are an Er Lengzi. Is 'empty' a compliment?"
Er Lengzi puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Ancestor's Daoist name is Kongxu, and his current name is Ji Mo. It is said that in that era, as long as he announced his name, female immortals would go weak in the knees, and male immortals would wet themselves."
"What? Your ancestor is the Great Immortal Kongxu!"
Xia Wan'er was full of disbelief and shook her head vehemently, "How is that possible? Back then, he was besieged, his blood stained the nine heavens, and his bones were gone. He couldn't possibly still be alive."
"My ancestor Kongxu's immortal arts were unparalleled. He broke through reincarnation and crawled out of his grave. Hmph, can your godmother do that?"
Er Lengzi sniffled, feeling proud as well.
Then, he saw Xia Wan'er stop crying and laughing, wipe the tears from her face, and rush up the mountain excitedly.
...
Sima Hongfeng, filled with indignation, left Shi Jian's residence and went directly to Ji Mo to complain.
He had a mournful face, filled with hatred and grievance, and complained like a child who had their candy stolen and went home to find their parents: "Ancestor Kongxu, you must uphold justice for me."
"What's wrong?"
Ji Mo got goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't stand an old immortal, who might have lived for tens of thousands of years, acting spoiled in front of him.
"Old Shi is not a good person. That old bastard won't give it to me."
Sima Hongfeng was so angry.
Ji Mo's mind immediately conjured up some suggestive images, where Sima Hongfeng confessed his love to Shi Jian and was cruelly rejected.
He couldn't help but shiver and said, "This kind of thing requires mutual consent. As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet. Let it go."
Sima Hongfeng's eyes immediately turned red, and he said stubbornly, "Why wouldn't it be sweet? I dream of obtaining it."
He longed for even a single move from the invincible swordsmanship created by Ji Mo, but Shi Jian kept it all to himself and refused to share. He couldn't just let it go.
Ji Mo misunderstood, his eyes wide with shock, and he thought to himself, "Wow, so men loving men is true love!"
But Sima Hongfeng's taste was truly unusual. Shi Jian was so ugly, yet he could still be moved by him and dream of obtaining him. It was truly terrifying.
Seeing Ji Mo remain silent, Sima Hongfeng laid his cards on the table: "Ancestor, it's clear that Shi Jian is unwilling to give it to me, so I can only turn to you."
"Ah?"
Ji Mo was so startled that his body trembled. He quickly said, "Sect Leader, don't worry, I will definitely help you deal with Old Shi and make your wish come true."
After saying that, he directly escorted Sima Hongfeng out of the room, not daring to be alone with him for a moment, fearing something might happen.
Sima Hongfeng left with satisfaction, chuckling. The peerless swordsmanship was definitely within his grasp.
Not far from Ji Mo's door, he bumped into Xia Wan'er, who was coming towards him.
"Sect Leader Sima, may I ask where Great Immortal Kongxu Senior lives?" Xia Wan'er was also shrewd and asked directly.
Sima Hongfeng, who was feeling happy, didn't think much of it and pointed to the room behind him.
Xia Wan'er's lips immediately curled up.
It was confirmed, Great Immortal Kongxu had indeed returned as a king.
With a blush on her face, she rushed into Ji Mo's room.
Sima Hongfeng only then realized what had happened and thought, "This is bad! I've leaked the ancestor's whereabouts. Should I silence Xia Wan'er?"
He knew that Great Immortal Kongxu had enemies everywhere, and if the news of his rebirth were leaked, it would likely attract endless trouble.
Ji Mo, after sending Sima Hongfeng away, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not yet able to relax.
Then, he heard a clear and sweet voice.
"Godfather!"
Xia Wan'er stared at Ji Mo with her bright, clear eyes, observing him charmingly.
Her godmother, Chi Qingying, often mentioned Great Immortal Kongxu over the years, and she had also heard gossip that her godmother had a rumored relationship with Great Immortal Kongxu.
Therefore, she had come to regard Great Immortal Kongxu as her godfather.
"Miss Xia, what did you say?"
Ji Mo thought he had misheard. What kind of girl would call someone godfather right away?
However.
Xia Wan'er's next words were even more astonishing. She shyly called out, "Daddy!"
Ji Mo was completely shocked. Were fairies so open these days!
"Daddy!"
Xia Wan'er smiled like a flower and called out sweetly again, having basically confirmed that the person in front of her was Great Immortal Kongxu.
This was because her godmother had inadvertently mentioned that Great Immortal Kongxu liked being called Daddy.
"Miss Xia, you can't just call me that."
Ji Mo refused righteously, but a hint of secret delight inexplicably arose in his heart.
Xia Wan'er said slyly, "Stop pretending, Daddy Kongxu. I am Chi Qingying's goddaughter, so I am also your goddaughter. Godmother said you like it when people call you Daddy, and it's true."
Only then did Ji Mo understand what was going on. It seemed that Great Immortal Kongxu was not just a little bit empty, but extremely empty, to actually like this kind of attention.
"Miss Xia, you've misunderstood. I am not Great Immortal Kongxu."
Ji Mo quickly explained. He really couldn't understand why he was always mistaken for Great Immortal Kongxu, when he didn't feel empty at all.
"Well, you are now Great Immortal Lonely."
Xia Wan'er approached him with a smile, then suddenly lunged at Ji Mo and started to unbutton his clothes.
"Hey, Miss Xia, what are you doing? Have some self-respect! Men and women should not touch each other, you can't..."