This fool is crazy; he's clearly going to his death!
This was the thought of everyone on the scene.
That pit was filled with a surging malevolent energy, rendering the surrounding ten miles barren, with no signs of any living creatures.
Yet, Ji Mo charged straight into it, likely with no return.
Lang Jing was ecstatic. This annoying, lowly human was finally dead, and his mood was incredibly buoyant.
Yu Xiaohuan, however, had a complex expression. Although she disliked Ji Mo, she was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see someone die for no reason.
She was about to comfort Ning Wenjing, but when she turned, she was stunned.
Ning Wenjing not only showed no sadness but was beaming with excitement, her eyes even glistening with tears of happiness.
Thinking that Ji Mo had braved danger to pick a flower for her, how could she not be happy?
"Crying while smiling, it must be the ultimate expression of heartbreak."
Yu Xiaohuan sighed softly. Although that charcoal-skinned fellow was full of lies, willing to pay with his life to pick a flower for the one he loved, such a reckless act of devotion for love could truly move a girl.
She was contemplating how to comfort Ning Wenjing when she saw her clutching the hem of her clothes and shyly muttering to herself, "He picked a flower for me, is he confessing his love? But we haven't known each other for many days, and I'm so ugly, how could I be worthy of him."
Ning Wenjing's face was filled with apprehension and struggle, her earlobes turning red. Unsure of what she was thinking, she shyly covered her face with her hands.
Yu Xiaohuan and Lang Jing were both dumbfounded, believing Ning Wenjing must have lost her mind due to excessive grief.
"Miss Ning, if you want to cry, just let it out. I can lend you a warm shoulder."
Lang Jing extended his furry paw, attempting to play the role of a caring man to comfort Ning Wenjing, and most importantly, to take advantage of the situation.
"You're the one with the problem!"
Ning Wenjing snorted coldly, telling Lang Jing to stay away from her. She then tidied her clothes, tilted her head, and eagerly awaited Ji Mo's return.
"You're the one with the problem. That charcoal-skinned guy is dead, likely reduced to ashes by now. You don't actually think he'll come back, do you?"
Lang Jing, losing his composure, sneered at Ning Wenjing, finally dropping his pretense of being a caring man and revealing his true nature.
"Even if you died ten thousand times, the great liar wouldn't die."
Ning Wenjing retorted, showing no respect for Lang Jing.
How could the terrifying malevolent energy there possibly harm Ji Mo?
"Jingjing, I understand your grief, but the dead cannot be brought back to life."
Yu Xiaohuan said softly, trying to bring Ning Wenjing back to reality.
The old woman with white hair couldn't help but chime in, "The malevolent energy there is soaring and incredibly dangerous. Even I am not confident I could survive after entering."
"There's no point in talking to her; her brain is clearly waterlogged. If that charcoal-skinned guy comes out alive, I'll swallow these broken weapons..."
Lang Jing sneered repeatedly.
However, the next second, his smile froze, replaced by an expression of seeing a ghost.
Because it truly was like seeing a ghost. Ji Mo, who should have been dead and gone, walked out of the malevolent energy holding a vibrant flower, completely unharmed.
Yu Xiaohuan covered her cherry-like mouth, her face filled with disbelief.
The old woman with white hair's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but blink rapidly.
"My great liar, how could anything happen to him?"
Ning Wenjing smiled and walked towards him, feeling a little flustered.
"Could this wondrous flower be the legendary 'Beauty's Smile' that grants eternal youth and ageless beauty!"
The old wolf's nose was sharp. He inhaled the wondrous floral fragrance in the air and stared intently at the seven-colored flower in Ji Mo's hand.
If it were indeed the Beauty's Smile, it would drive all the women in the world into a frenzy. Who wouldn't want to remain young forever, their beauty unfading?
Although the legend might have some exaggeration, the Beauty's Smile did possess the magic of beautifying and even restoring youth.
It was precisely because of this magical effect, enough to drive all beauties into a frenzy, that it was called "Beauty's Smile" by the world.
"Could it really be the Beauty's Smile?"
Even the old woman with white hair was moved, a greedy desire rising within her. She too wished to regain her youthful appearance.
"Miss Ning..."
Ji Mo, holding the flower emitting a seven-colored glow, quickly walked up to Ning Wenjing.
Ning Wenjing's heart pounded like a deer's. She bit her red lips and uttered three words in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum: "I do!"
Ji Mo was direct. He cupped Ning Wenjing's small face and then...
Proceeded to knead and rub it, as if working dough.
The Beauty's Smile was also rubbed into a paste by Ji Mo and applied to Ning Wenjing's face.
Ning Wenjing greatly enjoyed Ji Mo's intimate actions. She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and tilted her head, puckering her lips, her heart filled with anticipation.
After the face-touching, would it be a kiss?
However, the anticipated kiss and confession never came. She only felt the fragrance filling the air, her face incredibly cool, and her cultivation soaring.
The most exaggerated improvement was in her mental power. If it was a small pond before, it had now likely become a vast lake.
She felt her understanding of archery rapidly improving. Before, she could shoot an arrow with double damage; now, an arrow with quadruple or even quintuple damage was not a problem.
"Her skin feels so good to knead!"
Ji Mo rubbed Ning Wenjing's face, his gaze gradually brightening.
As the dark spots on Ning Wenjing's face began to fade, revealing crystal-clear skin, rosy and translucent, as if it could be squeezed for water.
Without the dark spots, Ning Wenjing's small face was truly incredibly beautiful.
Coupled with her slightly upturned lips, like cherry blossoms, and a cute demeanor that invited affection, Ji Mo, the simpleton, felt his throat go dry and couldn't resist kissing her.
He couldn't hold back and was about to act, but sensing the direct gazes from his surroundings, he lost his nerve.
In front of everyone, it was truly too embarrassing to kiss.
"Such a miraculous effect, it truly is the legendary Beauty's Smile!"
Lang Jing couldn't help but roar, his intestines twisting with regret. He should have snatched it immediately and claimed it for himself.
The value of such a wondrous flower was immeasurable. Countless women would be willing to give everything for it; "priceless" was not enough to describe its preciousness.
Yet now, it was wasted on Ning Wenjing, a true waste of heavenly resources!
"You bastard, do you know how precious the Beauty's Smile is?"
Lang Jing gritted his teeth, furious to the point of spitting blood. If the Beauty's Smile had fallen into his hands, he was confident he could have used it to enlist a ninth-level Mortal Immortal to serve him.
Ning Wenjing opened her eyes. Upon learning that Ji Mo had used the wondrous flower Beauty's Smile to heal the dark spots on her face, her heart melted with emotion.
"It's just a wild flower, how precious can it be? A beauty's smile is priceless!"
Ji Mo was nonchalant. Looking at Ning Wenjing's pleasing and beautiful face, he felt it was worth it.
These words left Lang Jing speechless and unable to retort. He pointed at Ji Mo, trembling all over, almost choking on his own rage.
Yu Xiaohuan looked at Ji Mo, her mind racing. A priceless, wondrous flower, used solely to elicit a beauty's smile – this was perhaps true love!
Many demons on the scene were disdainful. A priceless item, used just to pick up girls, what a waste of a brain!
Only a dozen or so human cultivators gave Ji Mo a thumbs-up, showing their support.
"Dig here; there's definitely something extraordinary buried underground."
The old wolf suddenly spoke, having made a new discovery, his face filled with ecstatic joy.
He had found a peculiar area and was certain that a great treasure was buried beneath it!
Ji Mo looked at that area, his brow furrowing, and quickly stopped him, "This place, it's not to be dug up!"
"Who do you think you are? I'm digging it."
Lang Jing snorted coldly and immediately ordered the wolves and demonic beasts to start digging.