As for Li Geyue's matter, it can be handled in a way that is either a big deal or a small deal.
His fall into demonic ways in full view of everyone is tantamount to a death sentence in the cultivation world.
The Yuncang Sword Sect was already being extremely kind by letting him go, not to mention that he didn't appreciate it and committed the grave mistake of betraying his master and ancestors.
Given his prior record of assault, after compiling the entire incident into a written account, Ji Mo Fan went to Li Ge Yue's home in Yue Shang City.
Occasionally, disciples of the Yuncang Sword Sect perish in secret realms, and it is the duty of a major sect to offer condolences to their families.
Ji Mofan is his fellow disciple, so it is only right and proper for him to personally make the trip.
Li Geyue is not the only son of this collateral branch.
His parents had a son and a daughter. Going back further, his father had three brothers and two sisters. The family had a large number of offspring. Without such a brother above them, the power of this collateral branch would probably have to be reshuffled.
Ji Mofan had never interacted with this rigid and serious patriarch of the collateral branch before; this was their first meeting.
The first time we met, I brought news of the other person's son's death...
He didn't seem to have much emotion.
Firstly, he had dealt with this kind of thing frequently before, and secondly, he was somewhat certain that Li Geyue was not dead at all; he had simply become a demonic cultivator, which was why he was too ashamed to show his face.
Li's father was thirty-seven years old this year, just at the prime of his life. He listened as Ji Mofan recounted the whole story from beginning to end, without showing any obvious expression on his face throughout.
But Ji Mofan noticed that the father's fingertips, which were gripping the armrest of the chair tightly, were all bluish-white.
He sighed inwardly.
Li Geyue has come to this point largely because of his own actions.
If he had made just one right step, he wouldn't have ended up in this irreversible situation.
They only care about their own feelings, forgetting that there are many people standing behind them.
"It is the Yun Cang Sword Sect's fault for failing to protect your son." Ji Mo Fan not only came in person this time, but also brought appropriate condolences.
That's the convenience of cultivating immortality; you don't need to waste manpower and resources with a sedan chair carried by eight men, a Qiankun bag is enough.
Ji Mofan gave him these things without much burden, as they were all expenses of the sect and had little to do with him.
He never intended to associate the Yuncang Sword Sect's things with himself.
Ji Mofan waved his hand and took out the items, showing them to Li's father one by one.
It was just a formality anyway, and whether it was genuine or just an act, Father Li had no interest in really looking at what was inside.
"Chief Jimo must be tired from your journey today. Please stay at the Li residence for a while before heading back." After saying what needed to be said, Father Li raised his hand and called over a servant to lead Jimo Fan to a side hall to rest.
It only took half an hour to fly over from Yuncang Sword Sect, which was no big deal for Ji Mofan.
However, he did not refuse, cupped his hands in greeting, and left with the servant.
Before leaving, he glanced at his father, who was sitting in the main seat, out of the corner of his eye.
The man lowered his head, his figure seemingly aging several years in an instant, his back hunched, silently staring at the thin gift list left by Ji Mofan on the table.
Ji Mofan withdrew his gaze and stepped out of the room where the air pressure was slightly low.
He didn't sit in the side room for long. He waited until the servant's footsteps disappeared around the corner, then he flashed out the window.
After leaping onto the rooftops and silently darting around a few times, Ji Mofan found a relatively secluded courtyard in the Li residence.
This place was clearly uninhabited and had been used as a warehouse. The small open space was crammed full of all sorts of clutter, and Ji Mofan slowly walked in.
—Then a bright red shadow was pulled out from the dusty pile of junk.
"...Senior Brother..." Li Geyue never expected that she could be discovered by Ji Mofan so easily.
"Your demonic energy is too heavy." Ji Mofan tossed him onto a patch of flat ground where he could barely put his feet down, and his spiritual energy flashed in his hand.
It seems she thought he was dirty, so she used her spiritual power to wash her hands after touching him.
Li Geyue couldn't help but lower her head and rub herself.
He also felt dirty, but there was nothing he could do. If he didn't cultivate demonic arts now, he might not be able to survive.
"Why did you come back?" Ji Mofan put his hands in his sleeves and looked at him indifferently.
"I miss home." Li Geyue was used to being arrogant and domineering. Even on his "death" side, he could still point at Shen Yun's nose and shout. But in front of Ji Mofan, he was as docile as a quail.
And moreover, he was also a little guilty.
In the stream behind Yuncang Mountain, what he found was practically a giant bun filled with demonic energy. After eating it, not only did his severe injuries he had previously suffered improve at a visible speed, but his spiritual platform, which had become withered due to the damage caused by his inner demons, also gradually became plump under the nourishment of this demonic power.
He even felt that his spiritual roots had become more resilient after this tempering.
It could be considered a blessing in disguise.
Ji Mofan sighed, "You shouldn't have come back. There's no place for you in the cultivation world anymore."
He didn't think that old-fashioned man would break ancestral rules for his son.
...Really not?
Jimo is a place of great prosperity, but it is difficult to hesitate.
You can't blame him; after all, he has never experienced what true family affection is.
Anyway, if it were Shen Yun, he would just draw a clear line immediately.
For example, today, he didn't even think about coming to the Li family in Moonlit City.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother, I won't cause you or the Yun Cang Sword Sect any trouble." Li Geyue took a deep breath. "I won't cause trouble for anyone else in the Li family either. I'm only back this time to get some things. Once I've got them, I'll disappear immediately and promise never to appear in front of anyone again."
Ji Mofan stared at him for a while.
He then tossed him a Qiankun bag, saying, "These are things you left in your own courtyard in the sect. I didn't give them to your father as keepsakes. You can decide what to keep and what to discard."
"Go find what you're looking for quickly," he said. "I've persuaded Li Jinchu to leave, but he might become suspicious and come back. Then you won't be able to leave."
Having observed most of the events and being a participant in the incident, Li Jinchu originally wanted to come to the Li family in Moonlit City with Ji Mofan to see what was going on.
However, Ji Mo Fan declined the offer.
He guessed that Li Geyue would definitely sneak back.
Whether he wanted to retrieve something as he claimed, or simply wanted to come back to see his family.
He had raised this child for four years, plus the year or so they spent together in his previous life. He couldn't say he knew the child perfectly, but he could still guess what was going on in these little things.
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