Unprepared, a sparkling silver needle appeared on Yao Weiwei's nose.
"Are you sick? Why are you pricking me with a needle?"
Yao Weiwei gritted her teeth in anger.
But Ji Mo remained silent, responding only with more silver needles.
In a short while, Yao Weiwei's charming, melon-seed-shaped face was covered with more than a dozen silver needles.
She discovered with horror that no matter how she dodged, the silver needles always landed precisely on her face.
Although it didn't hurt, it was extremely insulting.
As the saintess of the Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe, how could she be so humiliated?
If one can bear it, then one cannot bear it...
But one can bear it!
Just as Yao Weiwei was about to explode, she felt something different about her head.
Her entire face was enveloped in spiritual energy, with laws dancing and Dao rhymes permeating, being cleansed by a magical force.
In an instant, it was as if she had opened up a new world.
Her eyes became brighter, her sense of smell more acute, and her entire perception increased geometrically. Especially her sense of smell, it had improved by an unknown amount.
At the same time, her cultivation also significantly improved.
She broke through to the peak of the Demon Venerable realm, seemingly only a thin veil away from the Demon Saint.
"This set of needle techniques should enhance your sense of smell."
Ji Mo retracted the silver needles after he finished.
All the abnormalities vanished, making Yao Weiwei feel as if she had fallen from heaven to hell.
"Prick me again, prick me again."
Yao Weiwei was still unsatisfied. She had tasted the sweetness and gained immense benefits.
If she were pricked a couple more times, she would definitely break through to the Demon Saint realm.
If she were pricked a few more times, would she become a Demon Emperor?
Thinking about it, her breathing quickened, and she urged Ji Mo to prick her again.
"Are you sick?"
Ji Mo felt a chill run down his spine. Did this silly dog have such a fetish?
Who normally likes to be pricked by needles?
Even normal demons don't like being pricked!
Seeing that Ji Mo was unwilling to prick her again, Yao Weiwei was extremely disappointed.
At this moment, her gaze towards Ji Mo was different, filled with fanaticism.
Being pricked a few times with needles could help her break through her cultivation and awaken her body's potential. This was simply miraculous.
Who exactly was this person?
"What are you still standing there for? Sniff out Little Bao's scent and find him."
Ji Mo said with a stern face.
Yao Weiwei tried to calm her emotions, took a deep breath, and her eyes unconsciously emitted a dazzling divine light.
She finally smelled Ying Tianbao's scent again. She even saw a phantom image of Ying Tianbao, seemingly attracted by something, walking with a dazed expression towards a nearby pleasure house.
Yao Weiwei rubbed her eyes, thinking it was an illusion.
Clearly, it was not. She could truly see fragments of past events.
This was truly unbelievable?
Past scenes reappearing before her eyes involved the laws of time!
She confirmed again and again, realizing that her five senses and six perceptions had been fully stimulated, as if awakening some miraculous abilities.
It was terrifying. Just a few pricks had brought her unimaginable benefits.
At this moment, she regretted that if she hadn't spoken earlier and obediently allowed herself to be pricked, she might have gained even more benefits.
Unfortunately, even if she allowed Ji Mo to prick her as he pleased now, he probably wouldn't be willing.
She was still young and lacked reverence for the strong, missing out on a heaven-defying opportunity.
"Mr. Ji... Mr. Ji, Ying Tianbao is heading in this direction."
Yao Weiwei straightened her mindset, no longer being proud. Her attitude towards Ji Mo finally became respectful.
Perhaps if she did her job well, she might receive a reward again.
Yao Weiwei led Ji Mo to the most luxurious pleasure house.
The Joyful Pavilion!
Ying Tianbao had entered here and never come out.
At the same time, she sensed that this Joyful Pavilion was not simple, and a powerful aura enveloped it.
Emperor realm aura!
Although the other party had deliberately concealed their aura, they could no longer deceive Yao Weiwei's keen senses.
With an Emperor realm expert stationed here, this Joyful Pavilion indeed had problems.
Yao Weiwei was a little timid, but glancing at Ji Mo beside her, she felt incredibly reassured.
With him here.
What was a dragon's pool or a tiger's den!
"Are you sure Little Bao is in here? Was he not abducted, but instead immersed in a world of pleasure, forgetting to return?"
Ji Mo frowned, lost in thought.
Suddenly, more than a dozen scantily clad, fair-skinned, beautiful women swarmed over and surrounded him.
"Young master, you look unfamiliar. Are you here for the first time?"
"Come in with me, sister will make sure you experience true happiness."
"Hehe, come on, don't be shy..."
These women were fiery, their eyes gleaming as they looked at Ji Mo, almost drooling.
It was the first time they had encountered such a handsome young master visiting a pleasure house. They would gladly pay him to come, let alone give it for free!
Surrounded by over a dozen beautiful women, Ji Mo was forcibly pulled into the Joyful Pavilion.
These girls were not shy at all, their jade-like hands took the opportunity to pinch him from time to time, skillfully taking liberties, truly impossible to guard against.
"Sisters, I'm here to find someone, not to play."
Ji Mo quickly explained.
"Young master, this slave knows ice and fire, and that's the person you're looking for."
"Sister's bed is big and soft. Why don't you go to my room and look slowly?"
Immediately, these girls eagerly vied for him.
It seemed as if Ji Mo was Tang Monk's flesh, and everyone wanted a bite.
Ji Mo had never seen such a scene. Indeed, women were like tigers, each wanting to devour him alive. How terrifying.
He hurriedly stated his purpose: "Everyone, I'm really here to find someone, and I don't have any money."
"Talking about money hurts our feelings, young master, this slave doesn't want money."
"Come and accompany this sister, and this sister will pay you."
"Young master, don't listen to these vixen-like women, they only desire your body. But I am different, I am sincere."
...
The women around Ji Mo were all trying to seduce him.
Ji Mo's scalp tingled. He couldn't stand it.
Why did it feel like the Joyful Pavilion wasn't making the guests happy, but rather the girls happy?
"Let go, all of you, let go of me."
Yao Weiwei, who had followed in, couldn't stand it any longer. She unleashed her Demon Venerable aura, driving all these women away.
"Hmph, men."
She looked at Ji Mo and couldn't help but let out a cold snort.
She had thought that a master like Ji Mo would surely not be tempted by beauty, but she didn't expect him to be like this.
For some reason, seeing a group of women surrounding Ji Mo made her feel a surge of anger, she was simply very upset.
"You two, what's going on? Are you here to cause trouble?"
Several cultivators who were guarding the place walked over, their tone unfriendly.
"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. We're just here for drinks, not looking for girls," Ji Mo said weakly.
The burly, fierce-looking men in front of him made him a little scared.
"Coming to a pleasure house, not looking for girls?"
The other party seemed to have heard the best joke in the world and couldn't help but laugh.
But upon seeing Ji Mo's face, they revealed strange smiles and said nothing more, retreating.
"No way, why do I feel like these big guys are also having wicked intentions towards me?"
Ji Mo's scalp tingled.
Had he become so handsome that he attracted both men and women?
"Interesting, the fish has taken the bait itself."
Deep within the Joyful Pavilion, a sinister voice echoed.