In Ji Mofan's memory, in just the past month, the Yun Cang Sword Sect had been robbed by Changfeng Valley twenty-three times.
This only accounts for the number of times the reports were submitted to the sect.
Everyone should be careful when going out every day, and avoid encountering those guys wearing bright green disciple robes.
If you encounter them, it's best to run away as soon as possible, because they are usually no match for you.
Because when cultivation levels are comparable, disciples of Changfeng Valley often have one or two magical artifacts on their hands.
As the name suggests, the Yuncang Sword Sect is a sect that mainly focuses on sword cultivation and is extremely poor.
Changfeng Valley is different. Not only does it have a richer foundation than Yuncang Sword Sect, but it is also located in a blessed land, where the land within the sect is very suitable for growing various spiritual herbs.
They have what sword cultivators lack most.
money.
As a result, many disciples have repeatedly expressed their desire to not have to wear disciple robes when going outside the sect for training.
This way, we can avoid being targeted and attacked by Changfeng Valley.
However, after weighing the pros and cons, Ji Mo Fan felt that the disadvantages outweighed the advantages, so he never agreed.
After all, without the disciple robes of the Yuncang Sword Sect, they would be seen as mere rogue cultivators by the world. At that point, not only Changfeng Valley, but also many more people with ill intentions would target them.
Unfortunately, most people don't see the benefits of this garment, only its drawbacks.
Unbeknownst to him, another layer of resentment towards Ji Mofan was added.
“Xiao Yu’s illness can’t be delayed any longer.” Shen Yun’s expression was very bad. He didn’t want to stay in front of Ji Mo Fan for a moment longer. He turned around and prepared to return to the main peak. “Go back and rest for the night. Tomorrow morning, come with me to Changfeng Valley.”
"As your teacher, I will certainly seek justice for you."
Ji Mofan lowered his head and coughed lightly twice, concealing the cold smile on his lips. "Yes, disciple obeys."
Seeking justice for him? That sounds better than it actually is.
They wouldn't even let him rest for a bit, insisting on setting off immediately the next day. Clearly, they were afraid that if his injuries healed, he wouldn't be able to play the victim in front of the Changfeng Valley disciples.
Although he, as the chief disciple, had little status within the sect, he was, in public, the rightful representative of the sect leader.
Changfeng Valley injured him, which was a slap in the face to Yuncang Sword Sect.
This matter is unlikely to be resolved amicably.
I wonder if Fang Xian ever thought of this, that's why he so readily took on such a huge problem back then.
Never mind, that person probably didn't even think in that direction.
Because even if he thought of it, he would probably only hesitate for a moment.
He hesitated about how to secretly help Ji Mo Fan under the nose of the sect.
*
The next day, at the entrance to Changfeng Valley.
"So it's Elder Shen from the Yuncang Sword Sect, and Chief Fellow Daoist Ji Mo." A female cultivator dressed in a bright green robe arrived gracefully, leaping down from her sword. Her skirt swirled lightly as she landed, like a lotus leaf growing luxuriantly in the height of summer.
"I am deeply sorry for not greeting you sooner. Please forgive me. I am Ling Yihan." She bowed and clasped her hands in greeting. "I have prepared tea and refreshments in the main hall. Please, make yourselves here."
Ji Mofan had met Ling Yihan before, at the Dao Asking Conference three years ago.
She is more senior than Fang Xian. Before Fang Xian joined the sect, she was the most talented junior in Changfeng Valley. Now she is the chief disciple of Changfeng Valley.
However, her talent for cultivation was indeed inferior to Fang Xian's. Three years ago, when she participated in the Dao Discussion, she was already twenty-eight years old, but her cultivation was still no match for Ji Mo Fan, who was seventeen at the time. The two met in one of the arena matches, and Ji Mo Fan personally knocked her off the arena, ending her last journey in the Dao Discussion Tournament.
Outsiders always say that if Fang Xian had been born a few years earlier, Ling Yihan probably wouldn't have become the chief of Changfeng Valley.
Jimo Fan also deeply agreed with this.
However, I saw Fang Xuan in the secret realm last time...
He felt that Changfeng Valley had made the right choice.
If Fang Xian were made the chief, he might just disband Changfeng Valley on the spot tomorrow.
If you ask why, there's only one reason: I'm happy.
No one can guess what he will do next. This kind of person is fine as a nominal elder, but he can't handle a position with real power like the chief.
It's not suitable for someone with his personality.
“I told you, I hit him because I didn’t like him,” Fang Xian said.
Ji Mo Fan silently rubbed his forehead.
It doesn't have to be exactly as he expected.
The Valley Master of Changfeng Valley did not show up. After all, the Yuncang Sword Sect had only sent one elder and one chief disciple, and it was sufficient for the chief disciple and another elder whom Ji Mofan did not recognize to receive them.
Ling Yihan had just tried to exchange a few polite words with Shen Yun, but Shen Yun, who was waiting to use the demon core to treat Qi Fengyu, didn't have that much patience and directly steered the conversation to Fang Xuan.
Having no other choice, Ling Yihan had to send a telepathic message to Fang Xian.
When Fang Xian arrived, the soles of his shoes were still covered in mud and water, I wonder where he had been digging.
Ji Mofan always felt that if this person suddenly didn't want to cultivate anymore one day, he might choose a dark and windy night, fly his sword into the sky, and self-destruct.
The reason is simple: I suddenly wanted to set off some fireworks for everyone to see.
Yes, you are in very good mental health.
Fang Xian's healthy demeanor infuriated Shen Yun, who slammed his fist on the table and directly challenged Ling Yihan, "Is this the atmosphere of your valley? Yun Cang Sword Sect and Changfeng Valley are both righteous sects, and Xiao Fan has no past grudges or present enmity with Fang Xian. If it is a friendly spar, it should end when the point is reached, and I will naturally have nothing to say."
He pointed to Ji Mofan, who was standing in the background, and said, "But look at him, he hurt Xiao Fan like this for no reason. How can we just let it go with a single sentence?"
Ji Mofan coughed twice in response, his face turning pale.
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