"You … you're taking advantage of me!" Zheng Hualong raged.
"Yeah, I'm taking advantage of you. Otherwise, you'll be the one to beat me up.
Am I crazy? "
Zheng Hualong raged, "I refuse to bet my life with you!"
"Fine. According to the rules, if you admit defeat, the winner can take any item he wants. Is that right?"
"Come and take it!" Zheng Hualong wasn't backing down.
Li Mo walked to Zheng Hualong and tore off his sleeve.
Zheng Hualong's face changed.
"Go back and tell that piece of trash from the Zheng Clan that if he doesn't want to cause trouble, then from today onwards, he should never concoct Mortal Restoration Pills ever again. Otherwise, I will definitely find him in the future and use the method of concocting Mortal Restoration Pills on him."
Zheng Hualong shuddered as he stared at Li Mo in shock.
He was able to recover so quickly thanks to the Mortal Origin Pill hidden in his sleeve. He thought Li Mo wouldn't be able to find out, but not only did Li Mo find out, he even knew the name of the Mortal Origin Pill.
Zheng Hualong broke out in a cold sweat.
Li Mo threw Zheng Hualong's sleeve on the ground.
At night, Li Mo was refining magic tools in his room when Wang Huan came out of the ground and expressionlessly placed two items before Li Mo.
There was an herb shaped like a flying dragon and a gray cauldron the size of a palm.
"Farmer God Cauldron and Dragon Herb are both here."
"Thanks."
Wang Huan smiled, "Guess what else I found besides Farmer God Cauldron and Dragon Herb?"
Wang Huan showed Li Mo a yellowed ancient painting. It depicted a young man with a big nose, small eyes, a wide forehead, a toad's mouth, and a flat face covered in pockmarks.
"This is the portrait of my Wang clan's ancestor. Ha-ha-ha, I'm dying of laughter. With this kind of face, he's still trying to teach the ugly to chase after the handsome. Ha-ha-ha-ha …"
Wang Huan laughed so hard his tears flowed.
Li Mo was speechless.
Wang Huan had been sullen for too long. He always thought there was a reason he was chased out and hunted. But now that everything was revealed, he found it hard to accept.
"Damn it, I really want to grab this bastard and give him a good beating!"
Li Mo stood up, "Give me the ancient painting. It might work."
Wang Huan gave it to Li Mo.
Li Mo took out the Staff of Origin and it didn't take long for the two to light up.
Shua —
A space-time crack appeared in front of them.
"This is …"
"Go in."
Li Mo walked in with Wang Huan right behind him.
The world behind the space-time rift was a bustling town. A tall mountain could be seen in the distance. Without a doubt, it was the Yellow Dragon Mountain.
"This … Have we returned to ancient times?" Standing on the streets of the town, Wang Huan was shocked as he looked at the bustling crowd.
"Ugly, if you want to beg for food, then cover your ugly face. I'm sick of you!"
"Get away from me, ugly monster. Don't scare my child!"
"Ugly, how many times have I told you to cover your face? Cover your face! Don't you understand?"
"He's asking for a beating. Give him a good beating!"
On the side of the street, a group of people were punching and kicking a little beggar, causing the little beggar to hold his head and cry.
"Li Mo, this isn't the real world, is it?"
"This is a reflection of space-time. You can think of it as a movie."
"Then it's easy. I can do anything I want, right?
It won't affect space-time. "
"Get out of my way!"
Wang Huan's arms shone with earth elemental qi as he charged at the beggar.
"Wang Fangzi, lift your head!" Wang Huan yelled at the beggar.
The little beggar trembled as he raised his head. His appearance was exactly the same as the Wang Family's ancestor in the ancient painting.
"Ha-ha-ha."
"Thank you, benefactor, thank you!" The Wang ancestor knelt to Wang Huan.
"Screw you!"
Wang Huan sent the Wang ancestor flying with a kick.
In the distance, Li Mo facepalmed.
Wang Huan punched and kicked the Wang Family ancestor, even more ruthlessly than the group from before. The Wang Family ancestor cried for his parents, and in the end, he lay on the ground on his last breath, unable to move.
Li Mo walked over, "Don't beat him to death …"
Wang Huan was nonchalant, "What's there to be afraid of? It's just a reflection of space-time, not real."
"Not necessarily. A time-space reflection is a memory of the past, but who can say if it's real or not?
If it's fake, then what are we doing now? "
Wang Huan was stunned.
"Don't you think I'm handsome?" Wang Huan lifted the ancestor.
"Handsome, handsome!"
"I'm handsome?
I'm f * cking ugly! "
"Spare me, I won't do it again!" The ancestor cried.
"What did you do wrong? Won't do it again?"
The ancestor was stunned. 'Yeah, what did I do wrong?'
"Because you're ugly!"
"Ugly deserves to be beaten, ugly deserves to be bullied. Ha-ha-ha, screw you!"
Wang Huan kicked the ancestor away, laughing and crying at the same time.
Thud ~
An indescribable power assaulted them, turning Li Mo and Wang Huan transparent.
"What's going on?" Wang Huan was shocked.
"The law of space-time is activated. We are not of this space-time so the law rejects us. We can only watch as bystanders."
Wang Huan was stunned.
Little did he know, this happened because Li Mo put away the Staff of Origin.
"Ahhhh, don't hit me. I was wrong, I was wrong ~"
The ancestor ran out of the village, wailing.
Wang Huan quickly followed behind him.
The ancestor ran all the way to Huanglong Mountain in tears. He wandered around the mountain for a few days before finally reaching the entrance to the ancient ruins. He accidentally triggered the mechanism and entered.
The Wang ancestor used the herbs in the ruins to make a fortune in a short year. His business grew bigger and bigger until a dozen years later, he became the number one herb supplier in the country.
The Wang ancestor had more than 30 concubines, each as pretty as a flower, giving birth to countless children. But when they reached the age of five, the handsome ones stayed, while the ugly ones, without exception, were either sent away or abandoned in the wilderness.
"According to the Wang ancestor's teachings, any ugly descendant of mine is not fit to be a descendant of the Wang clan. Light punishment is expulsion, heavy punishment is death!"
Whoosh ~
Li Mo and Wang Huan left the time-space reflection and returned to reality.
"Wang ancestor's teachings …"
Wang Huan stared in a daze at the Wang ancestor's drawing, shocked to find another line of teachings written on it.
"The uglier the heart, the worse the heart. The more beautiful the heart, the better. Any descendant of mine who comes across an ugly person must be killed to rid the world of evil!"
Wang Huan smiled bitterly at Li Mo, "Don't tell me I'm part of the reason for the Wang ancestor's perversion?"
"Perhaps."