Ji Hanhan felt deeply hurt, left to himself in the wind.
Ying Menglong glanced at him and shook her head slightly.
This man was both arrogant and boastful; he could never be the one she was thinking of.
She led the Seven Fiends Ghost Mother away, intending to ascend the Hundred and Eight Peaks to seek opportunities.
"Wait."
Ji Mo called out to Ying Menglong, "Today, consider it me owing you a favor. If you ever need help, don't hesitate to ask."
Although Ying Menglong's good intentions had inadvertently caused trouble, Ji Mo still appreciated her kindness.
After all, for a girl to bravely stand in front of you to protect you was quite moving.
Ji Hanhan's emotional intelligence was frustrating, but when it came to social graces, he handled things quite well.
"You? Forget it."
Ying Menglong didn't take his words to heart.
If even she couldn't resolve a problem, how could she possibly rely on this fellow?
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother let out a cold laugh, "My lady is of such a stature, why would she need your help? Save it."
Ji Mo pouted. Fine, he'd save the favor then.
...
The Hundred and Eight Peaks were bustling with activity.
Brilliant treasures of various colors lit up the peaks from time to time, creating a dazzling spectacle.
This was a sign of someone obtaining an opportunity, perhaps gaining enlightenment, or acquiring some rare treasure.
However, what drew the most attention were the peaks ranked below one hundred.
Currently, the most outstanding young generation of Blood State had gathered here, intending to conquer the most challenging peaks, seize fortune, and make a name for themselves.
The most high-profile was Di Tianzheng of the Di family, who had long boasted that he would reach the summit of the Hundred and Eighth Peak.
Di Tianzheng was hailed as the most monstrous prodigy in Blood State. It was rumored that his origins were unfathomable, and he was very likely the reincarnation of a deity.
Even those with impure divine beast bloodlines, such as Long Lingli and Zhu Fengwu, paled in comparison to him.
Di Tianzheng was advancing rapidly and had already begun his ascent of the Hundred and Sixth Peak. It was confirmed that
once he successfully reached the summit, he would break the record and become the first person to conquer the Hundred and Sixth Peak the fastest.
Long Lingli and Zhu Fengwu, who arrived slightly later, also began their climb on the Hundred and Third Peak. They vowed to catch up to Di Tianzheng, but it seemed unlikely.
However, one woman was astonishing. She arrived the latest but showed the greatest courage, showing no intention of progressing step-by-step and directly challenging the Hundred and Fifth Peak.
"My lady is truly remarkable, taking an unconventional path by directly challenging the Hundred and Fifth Peak. Her climbing speed is astounding; her strength is likely on par with Di Tianzheng."
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother exclaimed, for this courageous woman was none other than Ying Menglong.
Based on her performance, the Seven Fiends Ghost Mother judged that Ying Menglong's talent was comparable to Di Tianzheng's, but unfortunately, she had arrived a bit late.
Otherwise, she might have been able to compete with Di Tianzheng for the spotlight.
At the same time, the Seven Fiends Ghost Mother was quite alarmed. She looked around and noticed that many influential figures from Blood State had appeared here.
Among them were existences at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, which made her feel considerable pressure.
She thought it best to act discreetly, lest someone take a disliking to her and bring about disaster.
Ji Mo arrived slowly, taking his time.
He gazed into the distance, observing the hundred and eight peaks of varying heights and shapes, and began to examine them closely.
Interesting.
These peaks seemed to be arranged in some peculiar pattern, despite their seemingly chaotic arrangement, giving him a sense of familiarity.
"Young Master Ji, it really is you."
A voice rang out, filled with surprise and disbelief.
It was Gu Qian, the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. After several attempts at identification, he finally confirmed that this was the Ji Mo who had been dragged away by terrifying creatures.
Beside Gu Qian were several disciples with faces like gold paper and bloodstained bodies.
These young men had ignored advice and insisted on climbing the lower-ranked peaks. Lacking the strength, they had all suffered backlash and were seriously injured.
Upon seeing Ji Mo, they also wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
The person who should have been eaten by monsters was now standing alive before them.
"Sect Master Gu, what a coincidence."
Ji Mo withdrew his gaze, smiling as he greeted Gu Qian.
Gu Qian was full of curiosity, "Young Master Ji, are you truly alright? Last time..."
He trailed off, feeling a bit embarrassed, as he had fled immediately when the situation looked dire last time.
Abandoning someone to die like that was not very honorable.
"I'm perfectly fine; I'm doing quite well."
Ji Mo shrugged. He had been living a life of luxury and comfort these past few days, better than an immortal.
Gu Qian was amazed. It seemed he had underestimated this Young Master Ji. To be attacked by an Immortal Emperor-level creature and emerge unscathed meant his strength was unfathomable.
The other disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect were also filled with emotion. Although Gu Qian had speculated that Ji Mo was a powerful individual, they had never believed him. Now, they understood that one should never judge a book by its cover.
"Young Master Ji, are you also here to climb the mountains?"
Gu Qian's attitude towards Ji Mo changed, and he used a respectful address.
It was now confirmed that Ji Mo possessed strength not inferior to an Immortal Emperor. Befriending him would be greatly beneficial to the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.
Ji Mo nodded, "Yes, these mountains seem peculiar. I'm going to investigate. I'll be going now."
He bid farewell and walked towards the peaks ahead.
"With Young Master Ji's strength, he will likely choose the lower-ranked peaks, perhaps catching up to Long Lingli and Zhu Fengwu. I'm truly looking forward to it."
Gu Qian murmured, awaiting Ji Mo's performance.
He estimated that even if Ji Mo was not as good as prodigies like Long Lingli, he wouldn't be far off, and his talent would be top-tier in the entire Blood State.
However.
To Gu Qian's utter astonishment.
Ji Mo did not choose the lower-ranked peaks; instead, he walked towards the shortest, smallest hill.
"Sect Master, Young Master Ji choosing the first peak is... is too cowardly."
A disciple couldn't help but speak. Even he, a weakling, would have chosen a peak ranked below twenty at the start.
The first to twentieth peaks were for children to climb. Any adult cultivator with a shred of dignity wouldn't dare to climb a small hill.
"Hey, look, there's an adult climbing the first peak. This is truly unprecedented."
"Slowly, slowly, climbing slower than a snail. My toddler, who's still in his diapers, is faster than him."
"I'm truly impressed by this guy. Doesn't he feel ashamed?"
Many people mocked Ji Mo mercilessly, bursting into laughter.
Their eyes were filled with disdain and ridicule, as if looking at a joke.
Ji Mo took one step at a time, spending nearly half a day to reach the summit of the small hill, which was less than a thousand meters high.
"So that's how it is!"
He looked up at the sky, as if he had understood something.
The next second.
The entire small mountain was enveloped in mist, and brilliant multicolored light shot up into the sky.
A strand of unknown substance instantly entered Ji Mo's forehead and disappeared.
"What's going on?"
Such a significant commotion attracted everyone's attention.
The treasure's radiance shot into the sky; could a divine artifact be emerging?
Many people rushed over, wanting to find out what was happening.
Ji Hanhan ignored these people and began to climb the second peak.
His speed was no longer slow; it was as fast as lightning.
Within a few breaths, Ji Mo reached the summit, and the second peak also displayed an anomaly, bathed in resplendent light.
Then, a terrifying thing happened.
The third peak!
The fourth peak!
...
The thirty-eighth peak!
...
These peaks lit up one after another like electrified colored lanterns, flowing with radiant light, shocking everyone.
Under the stunned gaze of the entire crowd.
An indistinct figure advanced at a terrifying speed, traversing a hundred peaks in less than a day.