"Xuanyang, just let him have a look. We're all men anyway, you won't lose a piece of flesh by showing him."
"Oli ge, maybe we should just forget it. You have one too, why insist on seeing it?"
Ji Mo watched the two of them make a scene and tried to mediate.
He couldn't understand why such a simple matter had to become so complicated. If one of them took a step back, wouldn't everything be fine?
"Sir, I am a person of integrity. How can I let outsiders see me? This fellow is clearly lusting after my body, and I cannot let him succeed."
Xuanyang was extremely resistant, believing he had to maintain his purity. Besides his beloved, no one else could ever see his precious... well, his body.
He had an incredibly bad impression of Oli ge, who had just pinched his butt. If he were to let him see his body, who knew what this gay guy might do to him in the future.
Oli ge cried out in injustice, "I think you're the one lusting after my body, you shameless wretch! You threw yourself into my arms, stirred my steadfast heart, and now you want to just walk away and deny it? That's not how things work."
Neither of them was willing to back down, feeling they had suffered a great loss.
In the end, Ji Mo couldn't stand it anymore and lost his temper, which finally subdued the two of them, making them stop their bickering for the time being.
Ji Mo asked Xuanyang about the situation of A Li and the others, but Xuanyang wasn't too sure either. They had been scattered a few days ago, fleeing in all directions, and he didn't know their whereabouts.
However, Xuanyang speculated that they were all likely in grave danger and needed to be rescued as soon as possible.
"Let's go find them."
Ji Mo acted immediately, fearing A Li and the others might be in danger.
Even Xuanyang had sustained such severe injuries; the condition of the others was likely not optimistic.
The few of them got onto the flying beast and soared into the sky, circling continuously in the air.
At Ji Mo's signal, Oli ge unleashed his spiritual power without reservation. His body shone like a small sun, dazzlingly brilliant in the darkness.
This way, they would be conspicuous and easily spotted by A Li and the others.
"Immortal Spirit Artifact level clothing!"
Xuanyang finally noticed the extraordinary nature of the tight leather suit on Oli ge, recognizing it as an Immortal Artifact, and moreover, one crafted by Ji Mo.
He felt a pang of jealousy. Why did Sir give this guy an Immortal Artifact?
Then he saw Ning Wen Jing holding a small statue, also a creation of Ji Mo, and felt even more envious.
Xuanyang looked at Ji Mo with a mournful expression, feeling that as a beloved disciple, he was not as favored as these outsiders and was being neglected.
Ji Mo felt uneasy under his gaze and couldn't stand it, shouting angrily, "If you keep staring at me like that, I'll have you castrated and given to Oli ge."
He was afraid Xuanyang might develop inappropriate feelings for him and threatened to sever any such wicked thoughts.
Xuanyang, startled, quickly averted his gaze and clutched his crotch.
Oli ge, on the other hand, trembled with excitement, his body glowing even more intensely. Even though his face was covered by the leather suit, his lips could be vaguely seen curving upwards.
This guy was actually looking forward to it.
"Oh no, has Oli ge gone gay?"
Ji Mo was speechless. This guy Xuanyang was truly a straight man magnet, and he might have even turned Oli ge gay.
"I've found something."
Xuanyang suddenly exclaimed, spotting some very obvious traces on the ground ahead.
That area was a mess, with crisscrossing cracks clearly visible on the ground, and a powerful sword intent lingering.
It was evident that these were the remnants of Wang Wen Jian's battle with the ghost tribe.
The ground was littered with the corpses of various ghost tribe members, their blood staining the earth, indicating the ferocity of the battle.
Ji Mo frowned and quickly ordered, "Expand the search range. Wen Jian should be nearby."
The old demon flapped its wings, increasing its speed, and began searching outwards from its current position.
A primeval forest.
Wang Wen Jian was surrounded by hundreds of ghost tribe experts, with no escape.
His clothes were tattered, his body covered in wounds, and he was drenched in blood, appearing like a bloodied man.
"Stop your futile struggle. You are at the end of your rope. You will die if you continue fighting. Your swordsmanship is unparalleled, rarely seen in this world. I appreciate talent. If you surrender to me, I will spare your life."
The leader of the ghost tribe was a female phantom, dressed scantily, with a voluptuous figure.
She swayed her hips provocatively, biting her crimson lips, her voice exuding a captivating magnetism. "As long as you follow me, I will do anything for you, let you have your way, and enjoy endless pleasure."
As she spoke, she pressed her chest together and winked at Wang Wen Jian, sending him seductive glances.
She knew her charm was irresistible to any male, and they would all eventually fall under her sway.
Of course, she wasn't appreciating his talent; she was coveting Wang Wen Jian's body. He was a pure Yang body, a great tonic, and by draining him dry, she would gain immense benefits.
"You truly will let me have my way?"
Wang Wen Jian seemed tempted, beckoning to the female phantom. "Then come here, let me enjoy some pleasure."
"You impatient ghost,"
The female phantom cast a seductive glance at Wang Wen Jian and walked towards him, swaying her slender waist.
Once within three meters, she had a way to capture Wang Wen Jian alive.
However.
As she approached, Wang Wen Jian made the first move.
"Face the wind!"
Wang Wen Jian had no sword in his hand, but he held the sword in his heart. His sword intent emanated from his being, condensing into a blade of light in his hand, which he slashed out fiercely.
Immediately.
Five dazzling sword beams, swift as lightning, shot towards the female phantom's chest.
Hmph, trying to use a honey trap on him? That's suicidal.
He, Wang Wen Jian, would only play with his sword in this life, not with women.
The female phantom was shocked. Was this guy even human, to be so ruthless to such a delicate beauty?
She let out a piercing scream as her chest exploded, her D-cup breasts instantly becoming A-cup.
If Wang Wen Jian hadn't been depleted of spiritual energy, this move might have killed her on the spot.
"My pleasure is to kill you."
Wang Wen Jian strode forward, intending to deliver the finishing blow and kill the female phantom.
However, the ghost tribe experts beside her immediately intercepted and blocked him.
"You bastard, I'm going to tear you limb from limb."
The female phantom's beautiful face contorted instantly. She looked down at her flat chest, her lungs about to explode.
Phantoms were composed of energy. To achieve such a proud figure, she had absorbed the essence of countless male beings. Yet, years of effort were now destroyed by Wang Wen Jian's strike.
Furious, her only thought now was to kill Wang Wen Jian in the most brutal way possible.
"Sir, your student is unfilial and must leave this world first. However, I still have the Six Flavored Great Strength Pills that I painstakingly found for you, and I haven't had the chance to present them to you personally."
Wang Wen Jian sighed, with a wish unfulfilled.
He intended to self-detonate and destroy his body to prevent himself from being transformed into a zombie and aiding the enemy.
And at that very moment.
An anxious voice echoed from the sky.
"Kill these monsters for me and protect my Great Strength Pills... no, protect Wang Wen Jian!"
At the critical juncture of life and death, Ji Mo had arrived in time.