Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art, Undying Demonic Art

"That wasn't wrong, but when it comes to talent, even you are far stronger than your brother."

How should one put it? From then on, Ji Hao walked farther and farther down a road of no return.

"Thanks, but I wonder whether you're praising me or mocking me. What do you mean, even I'm stronger than my brother? Are you mocking the Ji Family for not having anyone worth mentioning?" Ji Ziyue widened her eyes and moved closer to Ji Hao.

"I wasn't talking about the Ji Family. In this lifetime, with me in the Ji Family, we will naturally be invincible beneath the heavens." Ji Hao rubbed his nose.

"That's true. I'll take you back to the Ji Family and teach you the Void Scripture. Remember to call me Sister!" Ji Ziyue jumped up and patted Ji Hao on the shoulder.

"You really hold a grudge!" Ji Hao scratched his head, looking helpless.

The Yaoguang Saint Son had also arrived long ago and met Hua Yunfei. Neither of them said anything, but the observant Ji Hao still noticed Hua Yunfei secretly clench his fists.

He's a pitiful person too. If I can save him, I will. His talent isn't bad either; he'll make a fine divine general under me, Ji Hao thought silently.

Then Ji Hao's gaze was drawn to the Yaoguang Saintess. It had to be said that Yao Xi was truly mature. Her flowing sash and dancing long dress outlined the undulating curves of her proud jade body, graceful and enchanting—a devilish figure indeed.

Her jade body shimmered with holy radiance. She was peerlessly beautiful, sexy, and captivating, yet shrouded in such an aura. Half angel, half Witch, she gave people an illusion.

"Is she pretty?" Ji Ziyue asked, appearing beside Ji Hao at some unknown moment.