Spicy Rabbit Head!?
Yu Xiaohuan's face was filled with terror, her hands covering her head, trembling with fear.
It was too brutal. Bunnies were so cute, how could anyone eat their heads?
Ning Wenjing saw that Ji Mo was joking and walked towards Yu Xiaohuan, comforting her, "Xiaohuan, don't be afraid, the big liar is just trying to scare you."
Yu Xiaohuan immediately pouted, tears about to fall, wanting to throw herself into Ning Wenjing's arms for comfort.
But as soon as she took a step, she abruptly stopped, then her expression turned panicked, and she began to retreat.
This was because someone secretly transmitted a message to her: "Miss, Mr. Ji is a jealous person. If you dare to touch Miss Ning again, he might really turn you into spicy rabbit head and eat you."
After hearing this, Yu Xiaohuan belatedly regarded Ning Wenjing as a flood or a fierce beast, and hurriedly said, "Miss Ning, please don't come over."
Ning Wenjing was full of questions. Not long ago, she was affectionately called "Jingjing" and embraced, but now she was coldly called "Miss Ning" and told not to come near. Her expression had changed too quickly!
And why were you so afraid of me, as if I would eat you?
Yu Xiaohuan's face was filled with misery. What could she do? She didn't want to be made into spicy rabbit head by Ji Mo.
Seeing that this improper rabbit spirit finally started to behave, Ji Mo stopped scaring her.
The Iron-Eating Beast stared at Yu Xiaohuan, drooling, clearly still fixated on the spicy rabbit head, which made Yu Xiaohuan's heart pound.
She couldn't understand why such a cute little bear would have such a deceptive nature. It was too terrifying.
In the distance.
The figures of the proprietress and the Ancient Soul-Devouring Toad appeared.
They did not approach rashly but chose to observe from afar.
"I must be seeing things. Is Lord Iron-Eater being cute?"
The Ancient Soul-Devouring Toad stared with its bulging frog eyes, full of disbelief.
One must know that the Iron-Eating Beast was the totem of the demon race, aloof and incredibly proud, looking down on everyone. Yet now, it was clinging to Ji Mo's trouser leg and acting spoiled.
The Ancient Soul-Devouring Toad felt its faith was about to collapse. However, upon remembering that the Iron-Eating Beast was acting spoiled towards Ji Mo, it felt it was somewhat understandable, and its mood improved slightly.
"Now the evidence is conclusive. Mr. Ji is a reincarnated demon god, otherwise, the Iron-Eating Beast would never submit."
The proprietress became even more convinced of her viewpoint.
She was a little excited. She thought she would have to return to the demon realm and would have difficulty meeting Ji Mo again. Unexpectedly, fate was so marvelous.
"I can't let the Iron-Eating Beast trick Mr. Ji. This foolish creature is lazy and useless. Keeping it around will eventually bankrupt him."
The proprietress muttered to herself, putting herself in Ji Mo's shoes and considering the Iron-Eating Beast a burden, a drag.
The Ancient Soul-Devouring Toad was somewhat speechless and said, "Princess, Lord Iron-Eater is considered a divine beast, and even has a very small chance of evolving into a super divine beast. How can it be so useless in your words?"
Back then, the family of the Ancient Soul-Devouring Toad tried to please the Iron-Eating Beast, treating it like an ancestor. As a result, their vast fortune was eaten away.
But the Iron-Eating Beast was, after all, the totem of the demon race, with unparalleled noble status. The Ancient Soul-Devouring Toad still couldn't stand seeing the Iron-Eating Beast belittled.
"The growth cycle of the Iron-Eating Beast is too long. Its juvenile stage alone takes tens of thousands of years, and it requires feeding vast amounts of resources. It's not worth it."
The proprietress said, not believing that this little doll would be of any help to Ji Mo. Raising one would be a waste.
"As expected, a daughter grows up and leaves home."
The Ancient Soul-Devouring Toad sighed inwardly and also worried about their princess. Judging by the situation, the princess clearly had feelings for Mr. Ji.
Just as it was about to speak and properly advise the proprietress, it sensed the presence of a large number of cultivators.
To the west, dust was flying.
The forces of Flying Phoenix Ridge and Tongtian Pavilion had also arrived.
The cultivators of the Yu family exclaimed, "It's people from Flying Phoenix Ridge and Tongtian Pavilion. Mr. Ji has indeed caught a big fish."
Ning Wenjing's eyes were slightly red, and she gazed blankly at Ji Mo's profile, feeling incredibly moved.
She believed that Ji Mo was specifically "fishing" here for her, and her heart felt warm.
This was because Ji Mo had once told her, "Heaven's will cycles, and heaven shows mercy to no one. Wait and see, retribution may be late, but it will never be absent."
Now, it was time for the retribution of Flying Phoenix Ridge and Tongtian Pavilion to arrive.
"These scoundrels from Flying Phoenix Ridge and Tongtian Pavilion have actually come to us. It's a good opportunity to deal with these human scum all at once."
Ji Mo had just subdued the Iron-Eating Beast and was full of ambition, feeling fearless. He had the momentum to destroy anyone he saw.
He directly ordered, "Attack, Little Tuan Tuan, kill these scoundrels in front."
Ji Mo expected that with his command, the Iron-Eating Beast would surely launch a powerful attack, transform into a primeval behemoth, and charge into the enemy ranks to slaughter them.
However.
The Iron-Eating Beast showed no reaction at all. It continued to hug Ji Mo's trouser leg, making no move, as if it couldn't understand human speech.
Ji Mo was bewildered in the wind. This unlucky creature was indeed unreliable.
He remembered the legends from Huaxia, where during the great battle between Chi You and Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi, it was because Chi You hadn't fed the Iron-Eating Beast enough that this fellow faltered during the battle, leading to Chi You's defeat and humiliation.
He had thought the legends were untrue, but unexpectedly, this glutton really wouldn't work unless it was full.
"Haha, what did I hear? Someone actually has the audacity to try and attack us?"
The leading elder of Tongtian Pavilion burst into laughter, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.
He didn't recognize the Iron-Eating Beast, thinking that with only a dozen people, they dared to speak so boastfully, truly not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth.
The elder from Flying Phoenix Ridge was even more arrogant and disdainful, saying, "Just a bunch of trash. You've all blackened your faces and really think you're that Ji Hei Tou from Feng Mo City? Even if Ji Hei Tou really appeared here, he would only meet his death when he encountered us."
The two spoke with arrogance, completely disregarding Ji Mo and his group.
With their formation, they could almost sweep through the ruins of the Human Demon Ancient Battlefield, so they were naturally fearless.
The cultivators of the Yu family looked at these two old fools as if they were idiots, wanting to tell them that the person in front of them was indeed Senior Ji Hei Tou, and they were finished.
To speak to Mr. Ji like that was truly like lighting a lamp in a latrine – seeking death.
Ji Mo took out a tiger tally from his embrace and began to mobilize the Heavenly Poison Demonic Ant swarm. In critical moments, these little darlings were more reliable.
"Kneel and beg for mercy, perhaps I'll be in a good mood and spare your lives."
The elder of Tongtian Pavilion showed a mocking expression, wanting to toy with these people.
Especially those two beautiful young ladies. If they could kneel at his feet and beg for mercy, that feeling would be absolutely wonderful.
Seeing the lecherous smile on his face as he looked at Ning Wenjing and Yu Xiaohuan, Ji Mo's killing intent surged.
"Heavenly Poison Demonic Ants, devour all these people for me."
"Little Tuan Tuan, kill these two disgusting old bastards, and I'll make you an extra-large spicy rabbit head."