Hong Qiantu’s face was filled with horror, and he quickly retracted his move, retreating more than ten meters.
He looked at the door god behind Ji Mo, his expression uncertain. The heart-pounding aura emanated from the door god.
If he hadn't realized the danger and retracted his move in time, the consequences would have been unpredictable.
"Who exactly are you?"
Hong Qiantu clenched his fists, his hair moving without wind. His previous act of timidity had caused him to lose face, and he felt humiliated.
However, he did not dare to act rashly. Ji Mo showed no spiritual energy fluctuations, and his composure was as steady as an old dog; he was simply too calm.
"Come on, why are you chickening out?"
Ji Mo casually tossed aside the fire-starting stick, put his left hand behind his back, and beckoned Hong Qiantu with his right index finger.
This clearly indicated that he could defeat Hong Qiantu with just one hand.
Hong Qiantu’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Ultimately, he lacked the courage to attack.
No matter what, he could not fathom Ji Mo’s depth. He felt as if the latter was as lofty as a mountain, sacred and inviolable.
"Fine, you get a share here."
Hong Qiantu pointed to the ground, believing Ji Mo was qualified to participate and that he would share the fortune of the White Emperor’s tomb.
The location of the White Emperor’s tomb was directly beneath Ji Mo’s courtyard.
"What share? Are you kidding me? I opened this place, I planted this crop. Everything here is mine. Do you want to snatch it?"
Ji Mo finally understood. It turned out this old man wanted to seize his family property, which explained why he had been observing him from the shadows for years.
The two were talking past each other; their conversations were not on the same wavelength.
What they were discussing was miles apart, yet neither of them realized it.
"Don't push your luck. You want to swallow it all? Do you have such a big appetite that you're not afraid of bursting?"
Hong Qiantu’s eyes widened. He could not accept Ji Mo’s outrageous demand to monopolize this immense fortune.
This cake had already been divided among several major powers beforehand. Allowing Ji Mo to have a piece was already a stretch, but the latter was insatiably greedy.
Did he really think he could snatch food from a tiger’s mouth by himself?
"Everything here is mine. You can’t lay a finger on it."
Ji Mo did not back down at all.
What a joke! His own courtyard, how could he let someone snatch it away? This old fellow was simply delusional.
Rumble!
The ground suddenly trembled, and the violent fluctuations almost made them lose their footing.
At the same time, Ji Mo’s expression stiffened. He heard that strange heartbeat again.
This time, he heard it very clearly. It was definitely not an illusion.
Hong Qiantu calculated with his fingers for a while, his brow furrowed, as if contemplating something.
"You heard it?"
Ji Mo asked curiously.
Hong Qiantu rolled his eyes at Ji Mo. Wasn't that like peeing with your pants down? Did he really think that because his cultivation wasn't as high, he couldn't sense the fluctuations underground? Who was he looking down on?
At this moment, Hong Qiantu was even more convinced that Ji Mo had built his house here and disguised himself as a mortal to live in seclusion, all with the intention of monopolizing the White Emperor’s tomb.
"You can really hear it!"
Ji Mo’s joy was evident. Finally, someone agreed with him. It turned out the earthquake was real, and the heartbeat was also real.
"I'll kindly advise you, if you don't want to die, leave quickly. Don't say I didn't warn you."
Hong Qiantu glanced at Ji Mo again and left with a flick of his sleeve.
When words fail, actions speak louder. Since the conversation had broken down, they could only resort to force.
Judging by the recent fluctuations, the opening of the White Emperor’s tomb should be near. He needed to notify the other parties to prepare.
Most importantly, they had to coordinate and figure out how to deal with Ji Mo.
If all else failed, they could unite their forces and eliminate him first.
To contend with so many powers by himself was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, courting death.
"It seems this old fellow has helpers."
Ji Mo suddenly felt a little uneasy. He was all alone, while the other side had numbers and strength. What should he do?
If his land was snatched away, wouldn't he lose everything?
Just then, on the old willow tree, a silkworm cocoon began to emit a nine-colored radiance, and a thin crack slowly appeared.
The Nine-Transformation Heavenly Silkworm, which had been in its cocoon for many days, seemed to be about to break free.
The Heavenly Peng sensed it immediately and trotted to the base of the tree, tilting its head to watch.
Each time the Nine-Transformation Heavenly Silkworm molted, its form would change, its strength would increase exponentially, and it would gain a new innate divine ability.
The Heavenly Peng was truly curious about what the Nine-Transformation Heavenly Silkworm would transform into.
Ji Mo was also drawn over, watching the cocoon on the willow tree with great interest, muttering softly.
Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Peng trembled in fear, wishing it were deaf.
What had it heard? Its master was saying: "What a shame. If I had discovered it earlier, I could have had silkworm pupae to eat. It’s been a while since I had fried silkworm pupae."
Slowly, a crystal-clear, plump little worm crawled out of the cocoon.
Seeing that it wasn't a butterfly, Ji Mo was a little disappointed and turned to leave.
The Nine-Transformation Heavenly Silkworm looked bewildered. Then, it realized that it hadn't changed much, except that its color had become transparent and it had gotten fatter. It seemed no different from before.
She had not become more beautiful.
But soon, the Nine-Transformation Heavenly Silkworm showed joy. It wriggled its plump body, and a white light flashed, instantly transforming into a willow leaf.
Then, it transformed into a Heavenly Peng bird, leaving the Heavenly Peng dumbfounded.
"The innate divine ability I gained is... Transformation!"
The Nine-Transformation Heavenly Silkworm transformed into a dragon-fish and swam happily in the pond.
Although its original appearance hadn't changed much, this divine ability was perfectly suited for it, allowing it to transform into countless forms.
In the ancient tomb in the primeval forest, a chilling wind blew, and ghostly cries echoed.
Ancestor Jiuyou also sensed the strange heartbeat and was filled with astonishment.
Could it be that the White Emperor was not dead yet?
Or had he resurrected?
The heartbeat came from the White Emperor’s tomb, which meant there were still living beings inside. He couldn't imagine what it could be.
If the White Emperor were truly alive, then Ancestor Jiuyou would have to tread carefully.
Back then, it was the White Emperor who had broken all his bones and suppressed him to the bottom of Jiuyou.
"I don't believe it. The White Emperor absolutely cannot still be alive."
Ancestor Jiuyou roared, struggling violently, trying to break free from the earth.
The surrounding soil churned, vast tracts of forest collapsed, and the area was in disarray.
Unfortunately, the power of the seal was still present. Ancestor Jiuyou remained suppressed, unable to turn the tables.
"I must break the seal before the White Emperor’s tomb opens and reappear in the human world. I need to investigate whether the White Emperor is alive or dead. If any trace of him remains, I will annihilate him."
Ancestor Jiuyou’s face contorted, and he roared madly.
Meanwhile, in the far north, the ice sculpture that had been frozen for a thousand years shattered, and a stunningly beautiful maiden with ice-like skin and jade-like bones emerged.
She raised her eyes and looked south. Her pupils, as clear as ice crystals, exuded boundless coldness. She murmured, "I wish to have one person's heart, and grow old together without separation. Lies, all lies. You scumbag, I will make you pay."
In Baishou Town, Ji Mo suddenly sneezed, almost unable to catch his breath.
"Holy crap, what's going on? I think I just heard someone call me a scumbag!"