When Li Geyue slowly woke up from the bottom of the cliff, she felt that every muscle in her body was aching intensely.
He lay on the sharp pebbles for about an hour before he felt he had regained some mobility.
Movement is still difficult, but at least I can move around.
Barely managing to climb to the nearby stream, Li Ge drank a couple of mouthfuls in a particularly disheveled manner. He then took a deep breath of the polluted air and looked up at the cliff above.
Naturally, apart from layers upon layers of clouds and mist, nothing could be seen.
Having fallen from the summit of Yuncang Mountain today, he probably won't be able to climb back up anytime soon.
Even without spiritual power, climbing the mountain steps requires a strong physique and a tenacious will.
Looking at his body, which had been smashed to pieces, and his mind, which had been ripped open by his inner demons, Li Ge felt that he probably didn't have either of those qualities now.
...Although he wasn't killed instantly by the fall, what difference is there between him and being dead now?
He casually leaned back and fell into the babbling brook.
The soft water caressed his tired body. The wound in his heart had stopped bleeding, but after being soaked in the cold water, it began to bleed again, gradually turning a pale red.
It seems like drowning in the water like this is...
"Hiss—!" The pain pulled Li Geyue's consciousness back from the brink of darkness.
What the hell? He already has so many injuries, how could there be anything that hurts even more than this!
Instinctively, Li Ge used the pebbles at the bottom of the water to push himself up and glanced at his arm, which had just been stung.
There was no bleeding, only a small, charred mark that looked like it had been burned.
Strangely enough, after the intense pain, the body was greeted with a feeling of complete rejuvenation.
It's like the feeling of your mind being cleansed after breaking through to a new level.
Li Geyue frowned and pondered for a while.
The light in his eyes gradually froze, and then burst forth with an unbelievable gleam.
Is this an opportunity for demonic cultivators?
*
Although Li Geyue jumped off the Zhuxian Terrace in full view of everyone, the matter could not be considered completely over.
Since the incident occurred within the Yuncang Sword Sect, the sect has a responsibility to find the perpetrators, whether alive or dead.
Ji Mofan originally just wanted to ask Li Jinchu to use their Li family's token to send a message to Li Geyue's parents or other family members, asking them to come and handle the follow-up matters.
Unexpectedly, Li Jinchu actually followed along on her own.
"Since we're already here," was the reason Ji Mofan always gave, no matter what he said.
In the end, he could only let Li Jinchu go.
In the end, it's a family matter of the Li family, why is his senior brother making a fuss about it?
Ji Mofan chose a less windy route and led Li Jinchu down to search.
The distance from Zhuxiantai to the bottom of the mountain is not short, and with the strong winds, no one knows where Li Geyue will be blown away to.
It can only scan the entire area once.
Even after scanning the area extensively with my divine sense, I couldn't find anything amiss.
Either Li Geyue wasn't nearby, or he was too thoroughly dead, his soul and spiritual power completely dissipated, making him no different from a handful of dirt in the eyes of divine sense.
"Your Yuncang Sword Sect has such a terrifying place?" Li Jinchu said that he came to help find someone, but once he arrived, he just stood there, at most sending out his divine sense to sense it for a bit, and strolled around like an old man taking a walk.
No, he was even more of a jerk than an old man. He kept choosing to walk in clean places with obvious disdain, not even wanting to get a single mud splatter on the soles of his shoes.
"Do you live in the void when you're in the Xiaoling Sect?" Ji Mofan couldn't stand his fussy companion any longer, and turned around to ask a rather pointless question with genuine emotion.
“No, not at all,” Li Jinchu replied. “But there are servants who clean at least three times a day.”
Jimo Fan: ......
He felt like he hadn't been speechless in a long time.
It seems like the last time was when I wasn't very familiar with Fang Xian.
Why do I always have to go through this moment every time I meet someone new?
He stopped at this pointless topic and turned to lead the way.
“This cliff in Yuncang Mountain stretches for about twenty miles, and it will take at least half an hour to search carefully,” he said. “Let’s go.”
"Is my cousin really still here?" Li Jinchu's voice stopped behind him without him moving.
Ji Mofan turned around and gave him a rather strange look. "The fact that he's not here means he's not dead, so I need to find him even more."
"Never mind, I'll ask it another way." Li Jinchu shook the folding fan in her hand and closed it with a whoosh.
"Are you really serious about bringing him back?" he asked.
Ji Mofan didn't speak, but tilted his head to look at him.
It seems there was nothing else on her mind; she was simply puzzled as to why he would ask such a nonsensical question.
Li Jinchu did not suspect Ji Mofan without reason.
From the moment a transmission talisman summoned him to the moment Li Geyue fell from the Execution Platform, everything unfolded too quickly and smoothly, as if someone were writing down his destiny stroke by stroke.
"What are you speculating about?" Ji Mofan turned around and looked directly at Li Jinchu.
The wind ruffled his clothes; he hadn't changed them, and there was still an inconspicuous patch of scarlet on the corner of the cloth, which only became more noticeable when the wind blew.
“Li Geyue is my fellow disciple. We both studied under Elder Shen Yun. Since he entered the sect at the age of twelve, and is now sixteen, in more than four years of cultivation, I have never done anything to wrong him.”
"If you don't believe me, young master, just grab any disciple from the Yun Cang Sword Sect and ask them. They'll all give you similar answers."
"Why are you so nervous? I was just asking casually." Li Jinchu smiled, seemingly trying to ease the atmosphere.
"Don't mind me, I'm just someone who tends to overthink things, but I don't mean any harm."
"Excessive thinking and worrying are bad for the spleen and lungs," said Ji Mofan.
"Is this considered caring?" Li Jinchu raised an eyebrow.
"Whatever you say goes," Ji Mofan said, spreading his hands noncommittally.
It's troublesome. Unlike Fang Xian, who has all his thoughts out in the open and does whatever comes to mind, Li Jinchu, who seems gentle and kind, has at least eight hundred schemes hidden in his heart.
Talking to him is like going through 108 roundabout ways; Ji Mofan felt like his head was all tangled up.
However, he could sense that this person probably didn't really have any bad intentions towards him.
To be precise, he didn't really care about Ji Mofan and Li Geyue; he was simply curious about what was going on and wanted to know what would happen next.
"Should we continue searching?" Li Jinchu asked.
“Look, there’s blood.” Ji Mofan pointed casually.
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