These are two little lolis, carved from jade, with exquisite features, bright eyes, and pearly teeth, exuding a mischievous aura all over.
Moreover, they are twins, looking almost identical, incredibly pleasing to the eye.
The only way to distinguish them is by their hair color: one with hair like snow, the other vibrant like orange.
"Misty Snow Ice Orange, be good, don't mess around."
Ji Mo was somewhat helpless, the two little girls seemed like they would never grow up, not even a little more steady.
He then spoke again, "Toad, Old Ox, you dare to lay a hand on me, and your final destination will be braised and iron-plated."
The Ancient Desolate Soul Devouring Toad and Niu Ben, who were sneakily trying to ambush Ji Mo from behind, immediately dared not make any further moves.
Although Ji Mo's tone was extremely calm, they inexplicably felt panicked and afraid. If they dared to act, they would surely face a terrible end.
At the same time, Misty Snow Ice Orange, Toad, and Niu Ben were a bit confused. Why did this person calling them by name feel so familiar and warm? It was strange.
A gust of fragrant wind arrived, and the proprietress, with a face like a peach blossom and a waist like a willow swaying in the breeze, appeared holding the Demon Realm Jade Seal.
She had initially thought a powerful enemy had invaded and was extremely nervous, but upon seeing Ji Mo, her hostility instantly dissipated.
Ji Mo looked at the proprietress and smiled, his lips curling upwards.
Compared to before, the proprietress's charm, which radiated allure with every frown and smile, had been significantly restrained. She now possessed more of the dominance of a superior, having become the monarch of the Demon Realm.
"Misty Snow Ice Orange, what are you doing? Let go quickly, don't be rude to this gentleman."
The proprietress reprimanded them, but it had no effect. Instead, it made the two girls even more presumptuous.
They clung to Ji Mo like koalas, without any reservation, inhaling his scent with intoxication, and even beckoned the proprietress to come and take advantage.
Ji Mo couldn't stand these two little troublemakers and ignored them, beginning to absorb the power of faith from the statue before him.
Back then, after Ji Mo pacified the Xuanling Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Ghost Realm, his statues were successively erected throughout the three realms.
The beings of the three realms, grateful to Ji Mo, had continuously offered their most sincere and pure faith.
This was karma.
He had saved the three realms, planting the cause, and now reaped the good fruit.
The power of faith from the three realms converged and was fully absorbed into Ji Mo's body. His cultivation increased significantly, and most importantly, he gained an additional trump card.
Misty Snow Ice Orange, clinging to him, also received unimaginable benefits, sharing in the blessings.
Ji Mo did not linger. He waved goodbye to them and departed.
"Your Majesty, this brother gives us a very familiar and close feeling. Who exactly is he?"
Misty Snow Ice Orange gazed at Ji Mo's disappearing back, her face filled with reluctance.
The proprietress pondered, looked up at the statue beside her, and a bright smile graced her beautiful face. "He is the unchanging faith of our lives."
Immortal Spirit Realm.
A small valley filled with blooming flowers.
A woman in a red dress, with hair like a waterfall, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stood quietly amidst the flowers.
She was indescribably beautiful, devoid of any worldly aura, flawless.
The female supreme's eyes, as bright as crystal, were filled with a faint sadness.
Suddenly, the clear sky became overcast, the sky turned a greenish hue, and a hazy mist began to fall.
The female supreme opened her oil-paper umbrella and extended her hand, as white as jade, to catch some of the raindrops.
The falling raindrops were different from usual, exhibiting a faint blue color.
The sorrow in the female supreme's eyes dissipated, and she revealed a rare hint of joy.
At some point, she had come to love rainy days. Whenever she walked in the rain with her oil-paper umbrella, a hint of sweetness would arise in her heart.
Just then.
A giant beast with wings of wind and thunder roared and lunged forward.
This beast exuded the powerful aura of a Celestial King. Its flapping wings produced sounds like dry thunder, incredibly terrifying.
"Miss, you have repeatedly rejected the Evil God's goodwill more than once. If you refuse again this time, you are being quite ungrateful."
The beast spoke, its voice shaking the mountains and rivers.
But it was clearly just a pawn, serving a certain Evil God.
The female supreme responded coldly, "How many times have I told you, I have a beloved. Go back and report to your Evil God, and stop bothering me."
The beast sneered, "Then tell me, what is your beloved's name? Who is he? Does he know you are waiting for him, and will he return?"
The female supreme's lips moved, and she said softly, "I am useless, I have forgotten him. But he will definitely come back to find me. Even if seas turn to mulberry fields and stones decay, I will wait."
"Ridiculous. The person you are waiting for either doesn't exist or won't return if they do. Why not obediently become the Evil God's woman? Why insist on being uncooperative? The Evil God has ordered that today, whether you comply or not, you will comply. I will tie you up and take you back."
The beast sneered, flapped its wings, and swooped down towards the female supreme.
The female supreme tightly gripped her oil-paper umbrella, preparing for a desperate fight. She would never become the Evil God's woman, even if it meant death.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, the beast let out a piercing scream. Its rapidly moving form was rigidly frozen in mid-air, utterly unable to move.
In the field, a person had appeared out of nowhere.
Ji Hanhan opened his right hand, slowly closing his fingers as if to crush something.
The beast's screams grew more agonizing, its body seemingly being squeezed by an unimaginably vast force, its bones being crushed bit by bit. The pain was truly indescribable.
"Is it you? Have you returned?"
The female supreme gazed fixedly at the appearing Ji Mo, her delicate body trembling, tears welling up in her eyes.
She had been saved by Ji Mo's vital blood. Therefore, even though she had lost all memory of Ji Mo, she had felt immediately that the person before her was the one she had been waiting for.
Looking at the female supreme's pitiable and lovely face, Ji Mo felt a pang in his heart.
But he couldn't admit it. He couldn't give her hope only to have it dashed again. That would be too cruel to the female supreme.
"Ah, I am a subordinate of the Evil God. If you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid the Evil God will flay you alive and condemn you to eternal damnation?"
The beast roared frantically, bringing up its master, and secretly sent a distress signal to the Evil God.
Ji Mo glanced at the female supreme again, sighed softly, then released his control over the beast and left without looking back.
The female supreme staggered, lost her soul, and almost collapsed to the ground.
The person she had been waiting for had just appeared and then cruelly left. Why was this?
She didn't notice that the surface of the oil-paper umbrella had undergone a tremendous change.
Originally, the scene depicted a gloomy sky with misty rain, and under the eaves, the beautiful female supreme covered her mouth and smiled, offering the oil-paper umbrella in her hand to someone.
Such a scene was quite poetic, but there was a blank space, missing a male protagonist.
Now, in the blank space, Dao runes shone, and a human figure appeared out of thin air.
The figure only had its back visible, but it fit perfectly with the scene, making the artistic conception instantly beautiful and warm.
Ji Mo, after all, couldn't let go of his lingering affection. He left his mark on the oil-paper umbrella, and from this moment on, the umbrella underwent a world-changing transformation, its power becoming unimaginable.
"Haha, this is the man you've been waiting for? What a coward! He can't escape. The Evil God will descend soon and will surely avenge me, reducing this brat to ashes."
The beast, believing Ji Mo had been scared away, cursed and sneered with utter contempt.
Then.
Lead-colored clouds churned in the sky, and a colossal figure descended from beyond the domain, its vast divine might covering the heavens and earth.
In the female supreme's eyes, a resolute expression flowed.
The oil-paper umbrella sensed its master's mood and reacted immediately, a beam of light shooting straight into the sky.
Instantly, the Evil God's despairing wail echoed through heaven and earth. Its divine body disintegrated, turning into flying ash, leaving not even a speck behind.
"Ah, the Evil God... turned to ash?"
The beast's eyes were filled with endless terror, its courage chilled to the bone. It fell to the ground, scared to death.
The female supreme finally discovered the difference in the oil-paper umbrella, crying and laughing, "You scoundrel, you say one thing and do another."
The gloom in her heart was swept away. She roared into the distance, "The sky is blue and waits for the rain, and I will always be here waiting for you, waiting for your safe return..."