"Mr. Ji, what about mine? I want a gift too."
Another voice chimed in, easing Ji Mo's awkwardness.
A woman in a white dress, her smile as radiant as a flower, unceremoniously extended her fair, jade-like palm, asking for a gift.
Seeing that Ji Mo had given Lan Rou an immortal beast egg upon their first meeting, Lin Zihan also boldly asked for one.
This was because her old father, Lin Zhan, often taught her that with boldness, one need not fear anything in the world.
The Brahma Sect's ability to develop and grow strong was thanks to Lin Zhan's thick skin in begging for vegetables and well water from Mr. Ji, which led to their rapid rise.
"Miss Lin, long time no see. Of course, you will have one too."
Ji Mo remembered Lin Zihan's fondness for playing with glass marbles. As he happened to have some on him, he took out a few Myriad Flame Beads and placed them in her hand.
Lin Zihan's eyes widened in shock, her body trembling. She hadn't expected Ji Mo's generosity to grow so much.
These Myriad Flame Beads were potent weapons capable of slaughtering cities and posed a fatal threat even to experts in the Mortal Immortal realm. With these few Myriad Flame Beads in hand, she could practically walk sideways through the Southern Domain.
In the distance, Lin Zhan and Qiao Surong watched this scene with beaming smiles.
They had recently pledged allegiance to the Luo family and had come along with A'Li this time.
They had considered greeting Ji Mo earlier, but Ji Mo was surrounded by prodigies and influential figures of the Southern Domain. Feeling inferior due to their own low cultivation, they hadn't dared to approach him.
Now, it seemed they had overthought things. Mr. Ji was still the same, not looking down on them.
Lan Rou and Lin Zihan had also thought that with so many prodigies and countless experts surrounding Ji Mo, he might have forgotten them.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Ji remained as approachable as ever, like an elder brother from next door, without any pretense.
Ji Mo suppressed the ripple in his heart, regaining his composure, and began to chat with the two women.
He hadn't been home in a long time and wondered how things were there. Hearing from them that the black chickens and carp at home had grown plump and white, he considered returning to visit in a few days.
Now that he had achieved fame and taught the top student in the Southern Domain, he could return home in glory.
Ji Mo dared not converse too much with Lan Rou, so he turned to chat with others.
From Yao Weiwei, he learned that Ying Tianbao had swept through more than half of the secular nations in the Southern Domain and would inevitably unify the secular South Domain in due course.
Of course, all of this relied on the formidable strength of the Heavenly Fragrance Wolf Cavalry Legion. Since acknowledging Ji Mo as their master, the Howling Moon Silver Wolf clan had undergone earth-shattering changes. Their bloodline power awakened, and in a short period, dozens of Demon Emperors emerged, possessing immense power.
Ji Mo felt immense emotion. The young man who once had no grand ambitions and only wished to marry a demoness had become successful, making his careful guidance worthwhile.
However, upon hearing that Ying Tianbao had taken over a hundred demon beauties as consorts, marrying one from almost every race and indulging in debauchery daily, Ji Mo's face turned dark. He decided to sever ties with that lecherous fellow Ying Tianbao in the future.
Seeing Ji Mo's expression of disappointment, Yao Weiwei dared not say more.
If she had known that Ying Tianbao had spent a fortune to specially build a golden palace for him, Ji Mo would likely have been so angry he'd suffer a cerebral hemorrhage.
This was because Hua Tianxiang had said that Mr. Ji was a noble individual who cared about the country and its people, and would never reside in such a golden palace.
Afterward, Ji Mo chatted with Fan Jingxing about family matters, discussing his happy married life with Miss Duan.
Fan Jingxing and Miss Duan's marriage was harmonious. However, Miss Duan only wished for a life for the two of them and had no plans to have children.
But Fan Jingxing desperately wanted a child, preferably a daughter. They had argued several times over this matter.
However, Fan Jingxing found it difficult to explain such things to Ji Mo and stammered.
"Old Fan, I understand."
Ji Mo wore an expression of understanding.
Nine out of ten men were deficient. Judging by Old Fan's appearance, he likely had some unspeakable ailment.
He called Xuan Yang and Wang Wenjian and gave them secret instructions.
Before long, Fan Jingxing, holding a large bowl of goji berry tea in one hand and several "Great Strength Pills" in the other, dodged the meaningful glances from onlookers, on the verge of tears.
He desperately wanted to clarify, "Mr. Ji, you've misunderstood."
But ultimately, under Ji Mo's concerned gaze, he downed the bowl of goji berry tea and swallowed the pills.
Soon, his face lit up with ecstasy, and he laughed heartily, for he had actually broken through! His cultivation had surged significantly!
Ji Mo was very pleased, believing he had done a great deed. Old Fan must have been overjoyed at regaining his vigor.
Then, Ji Mo led his three students to find Hui Neng.
The old monk's bald head shone with oil. Although his mouth was greasy as he gnawed on Void Ancestor's bone frame, Buddhist charm flowed from him, inspiring reverence.
It had to be said that Hui Neng possessed Buddhist roots and his comprehension of Buddhist teachings was truly remarkable. He could go far on this path in the future.
"Monk, these are my three unworthy students. If you have time, please chant scriptures for them to cultivate their temperament."
Ji Mo said to Hui Neng.
He felt he had little to teach his students, and as Lin Mengmeng and the other two grew more powerful, they needed to learn Buddhist teachings to cultivate compassion, lest they stray onto a wicked path in the future.
Cultivation, at its core, was about cultivating the mind, and Buddhist teachings were of great help.
Hui Neng readily agreed, feeling a sense of honor from Mr. Ji's affirmation.
Next, Ji Mo walked towards Black Rose with a smile.
Black Rose felt uneasy, nervously twisting her fingers, her heart fluttering.
She had a thousand words in her heart but didn't know how to begin.
Just as the two were about to speak.
Boom!
A thunderclap from clear skies, the spiritual energy in the heavens and earth surged, forming tides that swept in madly.
A'Li was about to break through.
She had already been close to entering the Mortal Immortal realm, but had halted for Ji Mo. Now, after consuming Void Ancestor's roasted meat, she had finally shattered the shackles and ascended to the Mortal Immortal realm.
"The youngest Mortal Immortal in the history of the Profound Spirit Realm has been born. Luo Li is truly formidable, with unparalleled talent!"
The cultivators around marveled at A'Li's power, but they were even more impressed by Ji Mo's unfathomable methods.
If not for meeting Ji Mo, how could Luo Li have reached this point today?
Before long, Hui Neng also broke through.
Buddhist light shone everywhere, and a powerful Buddhist charm permeated the entire Scarlet Jasper City.
On this day, various breakthrough phenomena erupted one after another within the Fulaike Inn, never ceasing.
There were more than ten individuals who successfully entered the Mortal Immortal realm.
Besides A'Li and Hui Neng, there were Black Rose, Yao Weiwei, Wu Xiaoxiao, Ya Zi, Song Zhenwei and his daughter Song Weixi, Tang Xuan, the two elders of the Luo family, and a rogue cultivator who strongly supported Ji Mo.
The Southern Domain originally had only a handful of Mortal Immortal realm experts. In a single day, their numbers had tripled, shocking the entire Scarlet Jasper City.
Moreover, Emperor realm experts emerged in droves, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
All cultivators who were on good terms with Ji Mo had gained immense benefits!