In the midst of incredulous gazes, Ying Menglong miraculously navigated the tempestuous spatial turbulence, successfully passing through the entrance and entering the 109th Peak.
This scene stunned everyone present.
"No way, was that a coincidence, or just luck?"
"Could it be that 'Needle Man' can see through everything and discern the safe path?"
"But spatial turbulence changes in an instant; it's impossible to predict. How did he do it?"
All eyes turned towards the dense forest where Ji Mo was located, filled with confusion.
They had all clearly heard the voice from within the forest guiding Ying Menglong safely through to the 109th Peak.
It was important to note that the field was not lacking in Grandmasters of Formations, experts in deduction, and the like.
These individuals, gathered together, had studied the matter for days without any headway, remaining helpless and without any confidence in safely traversing the spatial turbulence.
And yet, someone had achieved it with ease!
In comparison, this made the Grandmasters appear like incompetent fools, causing these old fellows to blush and lose face.
"Mr. Ji, were you guessing, or do you genuinely have a method to safely enter the 109th Peak?"
The Fourth General was also filled with confusion and bewilderment.
For the past few days, he had been following Ji Mo, but the latter had done nothing productive besides tormenting him repeatedly, showing no interest in studying the spatial passage above.
Yet, with a casual remark, he had pointed out the correct path for Ying Menglong, which was truly unbelievable!
"You guess."
Ji Mo said indifferently, deliberately piquing the Fourth General's curiosity.
"I guess you were just bluffing. Spatial energy is one of the most unpredictable energies. Even Grandmaster-level formation masters and術師 find it difficult to fathom its intricacies, only able to stare helplessly. Only when the spatial energy weakens to a certain extent is there a slight possibility of deciphering it."
The Fourth General looked at Ji Mo, deliberately speaking in this manner to try and elicit information from him.
Although he didn't believe Ji Mo possessed such profound abilities, he also didn't think Ji Mo would let Ying Menglong take such a risk without reason. Perhaps he had truly seen something.
Ji Mo remained noncommittal, too lazy to refute.
Safely entering the 109th Peak was a minor matter. The most important thing was how to ascend to the heavens.
He couldn't possibly ride the Fourth General into the sky, could he?
That fellow was truly too unsightly.
And unreliable; who knew when he might betray him.
Just then.
A large group of cultivators approached the dense forest.
Someone loudly declared, "Needle Man, if you have a way to safely enter the 109th Peak, we advise you not to hide it. Bring it out immediately and share it with everyone."
Clearly, after seeing Ying Menglong enter the 109th Peak, these individuals became envious and banded together to coerce Ji Mo.
Although Ji Mo had previously displayed extraordinary combat prowess, he was ultimately alone. These people had united to bully him with their numbers, their tone carrying a strong sense of threat.
Of course, what gave them sufficient confidence was that the dozen or so leaders were all Holy Sons and Holy Maidens from the Nine Heavens Que, successors of super forces, all with significant backgrounds and noble identities.
With these distinguished individuals stepping forward, would Ji Mo dare to resist?
They surrounded Ji Mo, all adopting an arrogant posture, expecting Ji Mo to obediently submit.
"The young man riding the white turtle, he should be the Holy Son of Four Symbols City."
"The young powerhouse wielding the Immortal Sword, he's almost certainly the successor of the Tongtian Sect."
"And that 雷公嘴 (Lei Gong Zui), could he possess the bloodline of the God of Thunder?"
"I didn't expect so many forces from the Nine Heavens Que above to want to get involved!"
The Fourth General observed the most conspicuous figures, secretly astonished.
Not a single one of these individuals was easy to deal with; they were all connected to renowned transcendent forces in the Nine Heavens Que, making them extraordinary.
He hadn't expected the appearance of the 109th Peak to attract so much attention. He wondered if it would affect the冥族 (Ming Clan)'s plan of restoration.
The Fourth General dared not utter a sound, remaining very low-key, not wanting to provoke these people.
The appellation "Needle Man" greatly displeased Ji Mo.
If it weren't for advocating civility and politeness, he would have made these fellows properly witness what a "big swing" was.
Ji Mo laughed instead of getting angry and said, "You just want to enter the 109th Peak, it's easy to say..."
Everyone thought he had backed down. Seeing him surrender so easily, they couldn't help but show disdain.
They thought he was a formidable figure, but it turned out he was nothing special.
However, Ji Mo's subsequent words caused their expressions to change drastically, and they instantly flew into a rage.
"You have to pay."
These three words alone proved that Ji Mo had not only refused to back down but had also become audacious, openly extorting them.
"Are you truly desperate for money, and you dare to extort us? Are you looking for death?"
A sharp voice rang out. The speaker was Zhu Fengwu.
Zhu Fengwu, who had narrowly escaped having her gallbladder removed by Ji Mo last time and had to pay a sky-high ransom to save her life, had been harboring thoughts of revenge.
At this moment, she stood beside a young man riding a white turtle, acting like a tiger borrowing its might, and sternly rebuked Ji Mo.
The young man on the white turtle had an excellent demeanor, a gentle smile on his face, giving people a feeling of being in a spring breeze, but the energy fluctuations emanating from his body were astonishing.
He was the Holy Son of Four Symbols City, Murong Guan.
"Still haven't learned your lesson? Believe it or not, I'll beat you back to your original form, pluck all your feathers, and make soup from your gallbladder."
Ji Mo looked up and glanced at Zhu Fengwu, causing her to tremble and break out in a cold sweat.
"With me here, who dares to be disrespectful to my sister Zhu?"
The young man on the white turtle, Murong Guan, stared intently at Ji Mo, his eyes like lightning, a cold glint flashing in the depths of his pupils, with killing intent surging.
"What, are you ants going to oppose my 冥族 (Ming Clan)?"
Ji Mo snorted, acting even more arrogant than them.
The Fourth General beside him was stunned!
Since when did you become part of the 冥族 (Ming Clan)? Don't bring shame upon us.
He was about to explain, but then he saw Ji Mo idly playing with the Soul Annihilation Nail, which immediately scared him into covering his buttocks and not daring to breathe.
"You are from the 冥族 (Ming Clan)?"
Everyone was filled with bewilderment.
This guy had killed the Fifth General of the 冥族 (Ming Clan), captured the Fourth General, and committed outrageous acts.
He should be an enemy of the 冥族 (Ming Clan), so how did he become one of them?
Even the members of the 冥族 (Ming Clan) hiding in the crowd, disguised, were completely confused and at a loss.
Had the enemy become an accomplice?
Could it be that the Fourth General's charm was so boundless that he had used his "beauty" to capture Needle Man?
"So what if you are from the 冥族 (Ming Clan)? The Immortal Spirit Realm is no longer the天下 (world) of the 冥族 (Ming Clan). You are merely survivors, unable to make any waves."
Murong Guan remained defiant, not taking the 冥族 (Ming Clan) too seriously.
After all, the 冥族 (Ming Clan) had long since declined and should not be able to stir up any trouble now.
"You know nothing. Our 冥族 (Ming Clan) has endured hardships and is striving for prosperity. The Emperor is about to return, and we will re-unify the Immortal Spirit Realm. The strength we have hidden is enough to easily sweep you all away."
Ji Mo spoke as if he knew everything.
He had indeed extracted some information about the 冥族 (Ming Clan) from the Fourth General and was now shamelessly using it to his advantage.
The Fourth General buried his face in his hands. He considered himself to be erratic, but he also knew how to read the situation and judge the circumstances.
He hadn't expected that there was always someone better. This scoundrel named Ji was pretending to be so brave, clearly intending to make enemies for the 冥族 (Ming Clan).
Although the 冥族 (Ming Clan) did indeed possess immense hidden strength, they were not so arrogant as to dare to oppose the entire world.
However, the cultivators of the 冥族 (Ming Clan) who were unaware of the truth listened with burning hearts.
Having survived for so many years, living like rats in a dark ditch, without any sense of presence, they had lost their former glory.
But now, facing these transcendent forces, someone dared to speak up for the 冥族 (Ming Clan) and confront their opponents, which moved them greatly. Instantly, they regarded Ji Mo as one of their own.
That's right, our 冥族 (Ming Clan) is this formidable, and we will eventually sweep you all away and reclaim our dominant position.
"Threatening me is threatening the 冥族 (Ming Clan), and it is opposing the 冥族 (Ming Clan). Be careful, we will kill your entire family and exterminate your ten clans."
Ji Mo scanned the surroundings, his words resounding powerfully. He pushed the Fourth General forward: "The Fourth General of the 冥族 (Ming Clan) is here. If you are not convinced, come and fight."
The Fourth General was dumbfounded.
Are you a dog? Using me as a shield?
How insidious!
The terrifying strength of the Fourth General was evident, instantly intimidating everyone.
Furthermore, the lingering might of the 冥族 (Ming Clan) was still present, as their bloody reign in the past was well-known.
Now, no one knew the current situation of the 冥族 (Ming Clan), and everyone was apprehensive, not daring to act rashly.
Murong Guan's face turned from green to purple. He was furious but dared not speak. He had tried to show off but ended up being cornered, which made him extremely angry.
However, it had to be said that the 冥族 (Ming Clan) was indeed not to be trifled with. Before knowing their true strength, there was no need to fall out with them.
"Actually, it's not unreasonable to collect some hard work fees."
A disguised expert from the 冥族 (Ming Clan) spoke from the shadows, speaking in favor of Ji Mo and creating public opinion.
With so many people wanting to enter the 109th Peak, they would definitely be able to make a substantial profit. This income would ultimately fall into the pockets of their 冥族 (Ming Clan), resulting in a massive gain.
Moreover, the 冥族 (Ming Clan) had already infiltrated many forces in secret, and they all echoed this sentiment, facilitating the matter.
In the end.
All parties had to swallow their pride and agree to give Ji Mo a hard work fee.