"Hey, you're touching me inappropriately."
Ji Mo felt a soft, warm body in his arms. This rabbit spirit was so soft and felt quite good.
But he wasn't that kind of person.
Just as he was about to push Yu Xiaohuan away, Ji Mo noticed her pale face and darkened lips, clearly not faking her faint.
"Miss has been invaded by demonic energy and is too agitated. Something's wrong."
A cultivator hurriedly took out a jade bottle, intending to give Yu Xiaohuan a pill.
But as soon as it was taken out, it was stuffed back in.
Because Ji Mo had already taken out a ninth-grade spirit pill and fed it to Yu Xiaohuan.
Then he grabbed a large handful and handed it to everyone, saying, "The demonic energy in the air is too heavy, and it's mixed with the potent poison of the Heavenly Poison Demonic Ants. Everyone who takes this pill will be fine."
Everyone took the pills, filled with gratitude, and was stunned by Ji Mo's generosity.
As expected of Senior Ji Hei, Senior Ji, his actions were always so generous and extravagant, giving out ninth-grade spirit pills without batting an eye!
"Is Xiaohuan alright?"
Ning Wenjing asked with concern.
"She's fine. She was probably too excited from taking advantage of you and accidentally inhaled too much demonic energy. After taking my pill, she should wake up soon."
Ji Mo said nonchalantly, confident in the pills he had made.
He looked at Yu Xiaohuan's long legs, as fair as snow, and muttered, "Since I'm helping, I might as well cure her hidden ailment."
After all, Yu Xiaohuan was quite good, always defending him, so he felt obligated to repay her kindness.
Of course, in reality, Yu Xiaohuan wanted to protect Ning Wenjing, and Ji Mo was just an afterthought.
Ji Mo laid Yu Xiaohuan flat on the ground, put away his tiger tally, rubbed his hands, and reached for her thighs.
He had said before that Yu Xiaohuan's legs were too pale and there was something wrong with them.
Ji Mo wasn't speaking nonsense; Yu Xiaohuan's legs had been corroded by a special malevolent energy, leaving a hidden ailment. If it wasn't treated properly, it would eventually lead to serious problems.
Under everyone's gaze, Ji Mo's dirty hands reached for Yu Xiaohuan's fair legs.
"I told you, giving Senior Ji the cold shoulder and taking advantage of Miss Ning would be dangerous. It seems Senior Ji is planning to get revenge right here. Although Senior Ji is a high-level expert, men are all petty and can't stand their women being taken advantage of."
The surrounding cultivators whispered among themselves, believing their young lady had brought this upon herself.
In their opinion, Ji Mo was retaliating in kind and taking the opportunity to take advantage of her as well.
Ning Wenjing's heart fluttered upon hearing the cultivators' discussion. The naive girl couldn't fathom that Yu Xiaohuan had such a preference.
No wonder Yu Xiaohuan insisted on sleeping with her last night and was so restless and touchy.
No, she had to distance herself from her from now on.
Then, thinking that Ji Mo was actually jealous for her, Ning Wenjing felt a warmth spread through her heart.
"Pinch her, massage her thighs!"
She clenched her small fists and cheered Ji Mo on, feeling that she had been taken advantage of by Yu Xiaohuan for nothing and deserved some revenge.
Ji Mo's forehead was covered in black lines. He was trying to save her, and it looked like he was taking advantage of her.
However, he had to admit, the feel of it was… tsk tsk…
Ji Mo's hands moved… no, he was massaging with great care and precision.
His nimble fingers gently pressed on the acupoints and meridians of Yu Xiaohuan's legs. As his fingers moved, runes intertwined, and Daoist rhymes flowed, infusing her skin with strands of special energy, nourishing the bones, muscles, and flesh of Yu Xiaohuan's legs.
Afterward, a cold, malevolent energy emerged from Yu Xiaohuan's leg pores, dissipating into nothingness.
Yu Xiaohuan's thighs became crystal clear, even fairer and more tender, and a powerful force began to grow within them.
The surrounding cultivators' eyes widened. What kind of divine technique was this?
How did Yu Xiaohuan's thighs change after just a touch, and the power that emerged made them tremble with fear.
Ning Wenjing said sourly, "You damn liar, you tricked me. I knew you've always had impure thoughts about Xiaohuan's legs. Now you're just using the excuse of treating her to openly take advantage of her."
"Mmmph..."
Yu Xiaohuan slowly woke up, feeling a warmth in her legs, her blood flowing smoothly, and it seemed she possessed inexhaustible strength.
She opened her eyes and saw Ji Mo shamelessly touching and pinching her thighs, her fair legs covered in handprints.
"You damn pervert, you took advantage of me."
Yu Xiaohuan, unaware of the real situation, was furious. Her legs whipped out like whips, kicking fiercely at Ji Mo.
Bang!
The kick was powerful and swift, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, its might astonishing.
Ji Mo quickly got up and dodged the kick.
A large rock not far away instantly shattered into pieces, turning into a pile of stone dust.
Yu Xiaohuan was stunned. How could her leg-whipping technique possess such powerful offensive capabilities? It was several times stronger than before.
She felt that her legs were completely different, as if they had undergone a marrow cleansing and had their essence refined. Her blood was abundant, her meridians were completely unblocked, and she had gained an unimaginable improvement.
Moreover, the previous symptoms of soreness, weakness, and swelling had completely disappeared.
"Miss, you've misunderstood. Senior Ji… Mr. Ji wasn't taking advantage of you; he was treating your illness."
The surrounding cultivators quickly spoke up to explain.
Not only did Senior Ji cure her illness, but he also bestowed such a great fortune upon her. They couldn't repay kindness with enmity!
Even though her legs were touched, this was a tremendous blessing!
Yu Xiaohuan was skeptical, unable to understand how merely touching her thighs could lead to such a leap in her strength.
If she were touched every day, wouldn't becoming an immortal be within reach?
"Um, why don't you touch them again properly, and I'll feel it?"
Yu Xiaohuan was filled with curiosity, wanting to know if the changes in her legs were related to Ji Mo.
As soon as she said this.
The surrounding cultivators felt immensely relieved. Their young lady had always been unwilling to be touched by men, but now she was actively allowing a man to touch her. It must be that Mr. Ji's medical skills were unparalleled, and he had "straightened" their young lady!
Ji Mo was stunned and said righteously, "Miss Yu, what do you mean by 'touch them again'? Don't speak nonsense. I'm using massage techniques to treat your illness."
He regretted it a little, wishing he had used acupuncture needles instead, so he wouldn't be misunderstood like this.
"Yes, it's for treatment. Then hurry up and continue touching them."
Yu Xiaohuan was somewhat impatient, as being touched was more effective than decades of arduous cultivation, making it incredibly attractive.
She lunged at Ji Mo, only to have him grab her rabbit ears, preventing her from getting closer.
"Ah, not here… Hmph…"
Yu Xiaohuan whimpered. For some reason, her cheeks suddenly became hot, her eyes glazed over, and the roots of her ears turned red.
What was going on?
Why was she reacting so strongly?
Ji Mo was completely puzzled and intended to tug her rabbit ears again to see what was happening.
But Yu Xiaohuan slapped his hand away and pulled Ning Wenjing aside.
Clearly, she couldn't stand it and was jealous.
Rumble!
Suddenly.
The ground shook violently again, even more so than before, with large areas of the ground cracking.