229: Finally met

The sky gradually dimmed, and a wisp of darkness was about to envelop the land.

The phoenix carriage continued flying in the sky, inside the phoenix carriage.

"Qingcheng, how much longer until we reach the auction location?" Ji Mo asked, looking down at the person in his arms.

"Young Master, at our current speed, we will arrive tomorrow morning. There's still plenty of time; the auction won't start until the day after tomorrow."

"Since that's the case, let's go down and take a boat ride, allowing the ladies to rest."

With a wave of Ji Mo's hand, the heaven and earth furnace assembled into a large ship and appeared in the sea region below.

Hearing Ji Mo say this, Yan Qingcheng's jealousy flared up.

"Is Young Master feeling sorry for these ladies? Are these ladies more beautiful than Qingcheng?"

"Well, are you going or not?"

"Yes!" She was still very honest with herself.

They were all cultivators, not so delicate.

The phoenix carriage settled upon this Steel Behemoth, and the three of them continued drinking tea inside the phoenix carriage, drifting with the current.

The other women rested in place on the deck, acting as guards.

"Since I started cultivating, I've rarely had time to rest. I've been active in the Endless Sea Region for three years, and this is only the second time I've been on a boat."

For a moment, Ji Mo sighed with emotion.

"No wonder Young Master's strength has grown so quickly. It's all due to Young Master's constant effort."

"This is how Martial Artists of our generation are. the Martial Dao must be contested. All Opportunities, chances, and resources are obtained through one's own hands. For those who have already started enjoying life, the path of the Martial Dao is destined not to be long."

This sigh also brought forth Elder Mu's memories.

"Indeed, the Martial Dao must be contested."

They drifted leisurely on the sea like this until the moon reached its zenith, casting a pale light over the water.

Suddenly, a large ship appeared ahead.

A few miles away from the large ship, several figures were fighting.

"Young Master Xiaoyao, you despicable villain, how dare you attack us, father and daughter! Aren't you afraid of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion punishing you? This is a transport ship heading to the Treasure Gathering Pavilion."

The voice of a middle-aged man suddenly drifted over.

Ji Mo felt a sudden sense of familiarity, but he couldn't recall whose voice it was.

"Maybe I heard it somewhere," he shook his head, unwilling to pay attention to matters unrelated to him.

"Palace Master, the large ship ahead is a passenger vessel belonging to the Zhenhai Escort Agency. Five people are besieging a father and daughter. All these people have Void Shattering Realm Peak cultivation."

At this moment, the Guard Commander reported from outside the phoenix carriage.

"No need to pay attention. Continue forward. If anyone is blind enough to interfere, drive them away directly. If they provoke us, kill them directly. No need to report."

In her words, Yan Qingcheng regained the dignity, cold-bloodedness, and dominance of a faction leader.

"Daughter, run quickly! I'll hold these people back."

The domineering saber light enveloped the five people, restricting their movements for a moment.

"Old man, it's your mud-legged daughter's honor that I fancy her! How dare you resist? Today, I'll kill you first, and then my brothers and I will have some fun with your daughter."

"Go, finish this quickly."

Young Master Xiaoyao and his companions were not weaklings. After dozens of moves, he found it difficult to hold on.

"Run quickly, daughter! Find that boy Ji Mo and avenge me!" Shangguan Batian roared in despair.

"Father, I won't leave! If we die, we die together! Your daughter won't go."

The father and daughter had deep affection. How could Shangguan Yanran survive alone? Her Condensing Gang Realm cultivation burst forth, adopting a desperate stance.

Ji Mo suddenly heard someone call his name. Only then did he release his Divine Sense, and the realization hit him like a lightning strike.

"Yanran," he muttered subconsciously.

The situation was extremely critical, leaving him no time to think carefully. His figure instantly vanished from the phoenix carriage.

Shangguan Batian had to distract himself to protect his daughter and was already exhausted. He could only watch helplessly as the attacks enveloped him.

These attacks all avoided Shangguan Yanran; the intent was obvious.

Her cultivation was too low, and she could only watch in despair as these people were about to kill her father.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her father. With a wave of a hand, those attacks and those people vanished.

Shangguan Yanran was stunned. The back view of the figure in front was both familiar and strange.

This was mainly because Ji Mo's body had indeed undergone some changes over the past few years due to various Opportunities; one could say he had evolved toward a higher level of life.

"Is that you? Ji Mo!"

That familiar, pleasant voice came out of Shangguan Yanran's mouth.

A clear and sweet voice, like a secluded orchid in a deep valley, came from behind him, carrying a hint of apprehension.

In his Divine Sense, her expression was melancholy, her eyes misting up, a sight that moved one to pity.

Ji Mo's memory returned to the garden from back then, where the two of them had pledged their love and made the Three-Year Promise. However, it had now been at least four years.

A deep sense of guilt rose in his heart, making him somewhat afraid to turn around and face her.

Shangguan Yanran might not be the most beautiful, but to him, she was definitely the most special one.

In her, Ji Mo found the feeling of his first love in his previous life—the feeling of a beating heart, the feeling of sweetness. Perhaps this was an emotion unique to people of the same age.

Therefore, at this moment, Ji Mo, who was ruthless towards his enemies, suddenly felt his heart race and was momentarily at a loss.

Taking a deep breath, he finally turned around. What needed to be faced had to be faced.

Although Ji Mo's body and appearance had changed over the years, Shangguan Yanran still recognized him instantly.

Instantly, she could no longer hold back on her delicate face, and rolling tears streamed down.

The rapid shift from despair to surprise in such a short time—how could this girl restrain herself? She rushed straight into Ji Mo's arms, embracing him tightly.

"I'm sorry, Yanran. I came late."

His arms tightly embraced the beauty in front of him, as if he wanted to merge her body into his own.

Shangguan Batian, in the distance, was still somewhat bewildered. He had thought he was about to be buried here, but then his quasi-son-in-law appeared, and with a wave of his hand, those people vanished without a trace.

Feeling the strong aura of the man in front of her, who had once again descended like a Heavenly God to save her from danger, she was filled with a sense of security.

However, she then thought of this fellow, who had been completely silent for several years, as if he had forgotten her.

If she and her father hadn't proactively come to the Endless Sea Region to search for him, she didn't know when they would have met again.

Thinking of this, she began to grind her teeth.

"Ouch!" A cry of surprise interrupted the silent atmosphere.

A small, jade-white hand reached up to Ji Mo's ear and twisted it hard.

Shangguan Yanran didn't use much strength, and Ji Mo naturally played along, pretending to be in great pain.

"You heartless man! After parting four years ago, there was no news of you! Did you forget our Three-Year Promise? Now that I've caught you, don't even think about escaping from this girl's grasp again."

Shangguan Yanran's lovely face was full of an arrogant yet charming expression. Her words were soft and flowing, her voice seductive, and her eyes, looking straight into Ji Mo's, were filled with deep resentment but no hatred.

This made his heart tremble fiercely again. What a devoted young girl; she was only twenty years old but had given her heart entirely to him.

He raised his hand and grasped her soft, delicate hand. The touch was warm and moist, boneless and tender. The girl's fragrance continuously drifted into his nose.

This made Ji Mo's heart and mind drift, as if entering an ocean of flowers.

His large hand caressed her face again, and he couldn't help but speak:

"Yanran, we will never be separated in this life. This life, this world, life after life, you are my Ji Mo's woman. We will be together forever."