So, the question arises.
Facing accusations, how can a tough guy prove he's super brave?
Ji Mo wanted to refute Long Lingli, but to his dismay, he found he couldn't prove it.
He couldn't exactly push her down on the spot.
"I'm very capable. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll break off your horns."
Ji Mo was embarrassed and angry, staring fiercely at Long Lingli, feeling extremely indignant. He gritted his teeth and muttered, "Honestly, these girls in Blood Province, why are they all so wild."
If I can't afford to provoke them, can't I just avoid them?
Ji Hanhan turned and left, leaving Long Lingli stunned in place.
"How strange, this person gives me a sense of déjà vu."
Long Lingli blinked her eyes, full of confusion.
Although her purity was almost compromised, for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to hate Ji Mo at all.
Instead, a ripple of emotion stirred within her.
She climbed up from the ground, rubbing her reddened palm, and couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Damn man, his body is so hard."
As a Pulao, possessing half the bloodline of a divine dragon, Long Lingli's physical body was outrageously strong, able to look down on her peers.
Yet, now, she had suffered a great loss at Ji Mo's hands, making her very unconvinced and filled with curiosity about Ji Mo.
What kind of creature was he, whose body was so terrifying?
It was a pity that he was all brawn and no stamina.
Ji Mo walked towards the hundred and eight mountains ahead.
There, towering peaks, lush bamboo forests, and ancient trees reached for the sky. Amidst the swirling mist, the sounds of strange birds, beasts, and insects could be heard intermittently.
Needless to say, these peaks must hide colossal creatures.
Ji Mo was currently hunting wild game to supplement his body, so he naturally wouldn't miss out on such good spots.
Bang... Bang...
Just then, a gale swept through, and a deafening sound wave struck.
Ji Mo looked up and saw a magnificent carriage, shimmering with divine light, galloping through the air.
The carriage was engraved with a Vermilion Bird emblem and pulled by eight pure-blooded Heavenly Horses with snow-white hooves and glossy black bodies. They moved like lightning, and in an instant, they were about to collide with Ji Mo.
"Get out of the way."
The driver was a maidservant. She showed no intention of changing direction. Instead, she arrogantly shouted at Ji Mo to move aside.
Judging by her demeanor, it was as if the earth belonged to them, and they could go wherever they pleased.
Ji Mo remained motionless.
If they had politely asked him to yield, he might have considered it.
But with such an attitude, he wouldn't indulge them.
"Seeking death!"
The maidservant cursed angrily, waving her long whip, which lashed out like a giant python towards Ji Mo, intending to whip him away.
Ji Mo narrowed his eyes, extended two fingers, and caught the lashing whip.
Then, with a casual flick, the maidservant was sent flying, creating a large pit in the ground.
The galloping Heavenly Horses, startled, stopped abruptly, rearing up before Ji Mo, not daring to advance another step.
They clearly sensed that the man before them was no ordinary being, and if they dared to touch him, they would surely suffer greatly.
Due to inertia.
The carriage's momentum did not decrease and continued to hurtle towards Ji Mo.
Ji Mo waved his hand, and the entire carriage flew into the air before plummeting down rapidly.
If it fell, it would undoubtedly shatter into pieces.
Just as the carriage was about to be smashed, a proud snort sounded from within.
A crimson light flashed within the carriage, and immortal energy surged, emanating a powerful force that instantly stabilized the carriage.
Then, a terrifying burst of energy erupted, slamming towards Ji Mo like a meteorite.
Ji Mo stood still, unfazed.
This surge of energy, capable of destroying a mountain, was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; it couldn't shake Ji Mo in the slightest, only ruffling the hem of his robe.
"No wonder you dared to block my path and injure my maidservant. So, you have some skill."
A very cold and arrogant voice rang out, and then a graceful figure emerged from the carriage.
The woman was haughty, her phoenix-like eyes fixed on Ji Mo, radiating a chilling aura.
She was stunningly beautiful and exuded an air of nobility. Her voluptuous figure, like undulating mountains, was incredibly captivating.
Most peculiar of all, her pupils were red.
Ji Mo had an impression of these eyes. He had seen this red-eyed woman in the Yin Pool, and her name seemed to be Zhu Fengwu.
It was just that she was dressed differently now.
He vaguely recalled her figure not being this good. Had she padded something inside?
"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"
Zhu Fengwu became very angry when Ji Mo remained indifferent.
What angered her even more was this fellow's audacity; he kept staring at her chest.
"What did you say?"
Ji Mo snapped back to attention and responded lazily.
Zhu Fengwu's red eyes narrowed, and she said in a deep voice, "You blocked my path, injured my maidservant, and tried to destroy my carriage. Are you planning to kneel and admit your mistake, or should I break both your legs before you kneel and admit your mistake?"
One must know that Zhu Fengwu came from a noble background and was a renowned prodigy throughout Blood Province, thus possessing the capital for arrogance.
She was usually disdainful of everyone. Recently, she had been in a good mood and had been quite restrained; otherwise, it wouldn't have been as simple as making Ji Mo kneel.
"I need to correct you. The fault lies with you first. You, relying on a fancy carriage, arrogantly crashed into me. Do you think this road belongs to you?"
Ji Mo always believed in reasoning and arguing his case. He then specifically emphasized, "Actually, I don't just have two legs, but three."
For the sake of his male dignity, this was very important and needed to be clarified.
Zhu Fengwu was stunned. The other party's words seemed to have some logic, but in this society, when had logic ever mattered? Wasn't it always about strength?
Also, what was this about three legs? Doesn't a person only have two legs? Was he trying to fool a child?
"Princess, this lecher... he's openly flirting with you."
The maidservant, who had been thrown about and disoriented, got up clumsily and lamented Ji Mo's impropriety.
Zhu Fengwu immediately became like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her fur bristling, trembling with anger.
From childhood, she had been doted on by her family, and outsiders always flattered her. No one had ever dared to provoke her. Now, for a man to dare to do so was infuriating.
"How dare you treat me like this? Do you want to die? Do you know who I am?"
Zhu Fengwu's eyes seemed to spew fire, and killing intent flared.
Ji Mo sneered, "What, threatening me? I wasn't scared into growing up. You hit someone and then dare to be so arrogant. Do you really think I'll be afraid of you? I've seen plenty of young ladies like you, relying on your family's wealth to act recklessly, causing trouble everywhere, and bullying others. I despise you."
Originally, Ji Hanhan had always been unwilling to argue with others, but since the other party was so aggressive, he didn't hold back.
It was fortunate that she was a woman; otherwise, he would have already resorted to physical violence.
"You... you..."
Zhu Fengwu was so angry she was jumping up and down. No one had ever dared to speak to her so fiercely, and moreover, her words were so cutting and made her incredibly uncomfortable.
"Scoundrel, when have I ever bullied anyone? Today, I will use my own abilities to break all three of your legs."
Zhu Fengwu, enraged and embarrassed, was about to attack Ji Mo.