Ye Yao’s eyes widened, her delicate body trembling like a sieve.
What had she seen?
Behind Ji Mo, demonic energy surged, and emperor-level pressure covered the sky. The terrifying aura almost suffocated her.
The Desolate Ancient Soul Devouring Toad hopped along, chasing a grasshopper, and slowly passed behind Ji Mo.
At the same time, it cast a meaningful glance at Ye Yao.
Then, it paid her no further attention, following the grasshopper into the vegetable patch.
As a toad, catching insects was its duty. It was merely passing by.
“Demon Emperor, this is a Demon Emperor!”
Ye Yao couldn’t help but swallow, feeling a chill run through her entire body.
Ji Mo found it strange and looked back, then suddenly understood.
So, Ye Yao was afraid of toads.
He immediately threatened, “Still not leaving? Believe it or not, I’ll let the toad bite you right away.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Yao dared not linger any longer. She immediately turned and fled in a panic.
Only after running out of the courtyard did she turn back and leave a harsh threat: “Ji Mo, so you’re a lackey of the demon race. I warn you, if you dare to harm Ah Li in the slightest, I will never forgive you.”
Having said that in one breath, she ran off without looking back.
“Alas, Auntie is good in every way, just a bit silly.”
Ah Li tilted her head up from Ji Mo’s embrace, sighed, and had a feeling that her aunt would cause more trouble.
“Don’t speak ill of elders behind their backs.”
Ji Mo dotingly flicked the tip of Ah Li’s delicate nose and had the Ginseng King take her to play.
Not long after.
Frost began to fall from the sky, and the surrounding temperature dropped instantly.
A beautiful woman with skin like ice and bones like jade walked through the void and slowly approached Ji Mo.
They looked at each other in silence.
The woman’s face was haggard, and her eyes, like autumn water, had completely lost their former brilliance. She exuded an aura of sorrow so profound it bordered on death.
“Miss Su Yan, are you alright?”
Ji Mo couldn’t help but speak, as her state was very peculiar, like a candle flame about to be extinguished, seemingly about to die out at any moment.
She must have confirmed that Emperor Bai was no longer alive, hence her deep sorrow.
Waiting for ten thousand years, only to be separated by life and death, without even a final meeting, was truly tragic.
“You are not Emperor Bai, but why do I see his shadow on you?”
Su Yan gazed blankly at Ji Mo, almost reaching out to touch his face, but ultimately withdrew her hand.
They were similar, but not the same. Emperor Bai’s soul lamp had been extinguished ten thousand years ago, so she knew clearly that Ji Mo could not possibly be Emperor Bai.
Yet, Ji Mo gave her a sense of familiarity, as if they had known each other for a long time, feeling as close as old friends.
“Perhaps, we are both handsome.”
Ji Mo replied playfully, unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere.
“You’re just like him, utterly shameless.”
Su Yan managed a rare smile, but then her heart seemed to lose its anchor, and her face became deathly still.
Her body flickered, becoming transparent, as if about to dissipate.
This Su Yan was a wisp of obsession left behind by Su Yan’s ascension in the Profound Spirit Realm, taking form solely for Emperor Bai. Now that she learned Emperor Bai had passed away, this wisp of obsession had lost its reason to exist.
Ji Mo’s hand flashed with cold light, and several silver needles instantly appeared.
With lightning speed, they were precisely inserted into Su Yan’s temples, acupoints like Shaohai, Neiguan, Xuehai, and Xuanzhong, among others.
He injected strands of spiritual energy into her body, restoring her vitality.
However, the effect was minimal, only temporarily delaying her demise.
How could one save a person who had lost the will to live?
“Ten thousand years of life and death, vast and blurred; no thought, yet unforgettable… I never imagined Miss Su Yan’s devotion ran so deep!”
Ji Mo sighed inwardly.
At this moment, he was also helpless. Although his medical skills were superb, he had not yet reached the point of reversing life and death, truly unable to save Su Yan.
“To find one true love, and grow old together; Emperor Bai, you are a great liar!”
Su Yan uttered this resentfully, her beautiful face beginning to blur.
“Actually, Emperor Bai might still be alive. His soul is immortal, and he has been reborn for a second life,” Ji Mo’s mind flashed with an idea, and he thought of a solution.
“What?”
Su Yan’s eyes, which were about to close, opened again, regaining a sliver of spirit.
“It’s true. He made arrangements beneath Toad Mountain in the ruins, leaving behind a Shore Flower, which could very well allow him to live a second life.”
Ji Mo said with a serious expression.
He had seen Emperor Bai for the last time back then. Although Emperor Bai eventually completely dissipated, a wisp of his consciousness clearly remained in the world.
As for whether Emperor Bai could truly live another life, Ji Mo was not certain, but at this moment, he could only deceive Su Yan.
He couldn’t just do nothing and let Su Yan fade away before his eyes.
Even though she was merely a wisp of obsession taking form, she was still a life, wasn’t she?
“Is that true?”
Su Yan was clearly not easily fooled, her face filled with disbelief.
“It is indeed so. Hong Qiantu and Fan Jingxing were also present; they can testify.”
Ji Mo nodded, then deliberately slandered, “Miss Su, I suspect Emperor Bai, that lecher, is fickle and intentionally faked his death to get rid of you. He might have found a mistress behind your back and is living a carefree life. You must not be fooled.”
Upon hearing this, Su Yan’s delicate eyebrows shot up, and she instantly regained some spirit, snorting angrily at Ji Mo: “Don’t talk nonsense. Emperor Bai is not that kind of person. If he dares to do such a thing, I will castrate him.”
Ji Mo was secretly delighted. With this outburst, Su Yan’s body stopped dissipating, and she had clearly regained her will to live.
“You, surnamed Ji, aren’t you tricking me? If all this is just your fabrication, I’ll castrate you.”
Su Yan said fiercely, glaring at Ji Mo menacingly.
After all, she had become an immortal; she wasn’t someone who could be easily fooled.
“I have proof. Emperor Bai’s jade flute was about to shatter, but recently it seems to be slowly repairing itself.”
To prove his words were not false, Ji Mo quickly retrieved the jade flute.
The flute, originally covered in cracks, had many of its surface fissures disappearing, seeming to be self-repairing.
The artifact reflects the owner!
Emperor Bai’s life-bound weapon was repairing itself, which indicated that Emperor Bai might still be alive.
Su Yan took the jade flute, and her bright eyes completely regained their spirit.
“You good-for-nothing Emperor Bai, you scumbag, don’t let me find you.”
At this point, Su Yan truly believed that Emperor Bai might have indeed lived a second life.
Ji Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had repaired the jade flute using his masterful craftsmanship, originally intending to sell it to make money for household expenses. He never expected to save Su Yan’s life by chance.
But at the same time, he felt a pang of fear. If Su Yan couldn’t find Emperor Bai in the end, would she retaliate against him and castrate him?
Thinking of this, Ji Mo’s body trembled.
Seeing Ji Mo’s reaction, Su Yan felt something was amiss and was about to press him.
Suddenly.
The jade flute began to play on its own, emitting a dazzling light.