"Senior Brother." Several days have passed since Qi Fengyu was injured. Although he is still not able to get out of bed, he is in much better spirits.
"Master told me that you brought up the matter of wanting to become Daoist partners with him again?" Ji Mo Fan never wronged himself. As soon as he arrived, he sat down next to Qi Fengyu's bed, leaning against the bed frame, his fingertips casually fiddling with the silk sash around his waist.
"Senior Brother... I truly wish to become your Daoist partner." Qi Fengyu struggled to sit up.
He wasn't very comfortable sitting, but seeing that Ji Mofan didn't seem inclined to help him, he had no choice but to struggle to reach the pillow in the distance and prop it up against his back.
“I remember I clearly rejected you last time.” Ji Mofan lifted his eyelids. “Xiao Yu, you have a good reputation in the sect. It won’t be difficult for you to find a fellow disciple who is willing to heal you.”
Why should the wool be squeezed from only him?
Wouldn't it be better to find someone else?
"The only person who truly captures my heart is my senior brother." Qi Fengyu looked at him with deep eyes, as if they truly contained a myriad of emotions.
Jimo Fan, however, turned a blind eye to this.
There was no other reason than that Qi Fengyu had given him the same look in his previous life.
But when the day finally came, he did not hesitate to pierce Ji Mo Fan's spirit platform.
This person is a complete con artist in matters of the heart. If he can't get something himself, he'll steal it from others through deception.
Not a single tone of voice is trustworthy.
“Then my answer remains the same as last time. Xiao Yu, I have no feelings for you.” Ji Mo Fan tilted his head and looked him over indifferently. “But my master has asked me to help with your treatment, and I cannot disobey his orders. I will grant your request and hold a Daoist couple ceremony with you.”
"Besides that, I can't give you anything else."
A clear look of joy flashed in Qi Fengyu's bright eyes, "Really! Senior Brother, you've agreed!"
He looked extremely happy, so much so that he started coughing.
Ji Mofan simply watched him silently, waiting for him to calm down before speaking again, "Why did you choose me?"
"...What?" Qi Fengyu was out of breath, and Ji Mofan's tone was strange, so he didn't understand what Ji Mofan was asking.
However, he realized what he had said as soon as he spoke.
"I don't know either. Maybe it's because whenever I get into trouble, my senior brother always helps me very carefully." He twirled his hair that had fallen to his chest, looking quite like someone in love.
“I always hold everyone back, but only my senior brother would disregard the consequences and protect me even if he gets hurt himself.” As he said this, his eyes became somewhat vacant, which was unusual for him.
Yes, why would he subconsciously choose Jimo Fan?
It's probably not because they thought he wouldn't refuse based on his past behavior, as there are quite a few disciples in the sect who can meet that requirement.
Qi Fengyu was somewhat confident in her charm.
Is it because Ji Mo Fan is the strongest among them?
He is indeed the chief disciple of Yun Cang Sword Sect, but this honor is more due to his achievements in the Dao Inquiry Conference. In terms of strength, many of the sect's older disciples are stronger than him.
Even at the very least, some of the elders are still single.
...Was it because he was truly in love with Ji Mofan?
Qi Fengyu subconsciously pressed her heart.
He hadn't really grasped the concept until it popped into his head, but when the thought suddenly flashed through his mind, Qi Fengyu realized—
This is an undeniable fact.
He himself is someone who plays with emotions, so he is naturally more sensitive to the insincerity of others.
Whether it was Shen Yun, Li Geyue in the past, or other sect disciples who were willing to approach him, even if they were genuinely interested in him because of his appearance or sympathy for his body, they were still mostly concerned about his status as the young sect leader.
Qi Fengyu's health was failing him, but in the past history of the Yun Cang Sword Sect, the position of Young Sect Master was no less influential than that of an Elder. Getting closer to him meant getting closer to power.
But only Ji Mofan, when he reached out to me, it was never to take anything from me.
He simply wanted to protect this sickly little darling.
He's so naive that you'd feel almost no guilt if he lied to you, because he's willing to embrace that future.
Qi Fengyu's hands, which were resting on the edge of the blankets, unconsciously clenched into fists.
Since Ji Mofan doesn't want it, let's just give it to him.
A soft chuckle suddenly came from above.
Qi Fengyu pulled herself out of her thoughts, and for once, she couldn't control her expression, staring blankly ahead.
Ji Mofan seemed to be smiling, but the curve of his lips was too shallow, so shallow that it was as if the sound Qi Fengyu had just heard was an illusion.
So dazzling was he that he forgot to delve into the true meaning of the smile.
“That’s right, after all, I am the chief senior brother of Yun Cang Sword Sect.” Ji Mo Fan narrowed his eyes, a clear mockery flashing in his slightly lowered gaze.
He thought these ungrateful wretches would make excuses for him.
It turns out that everyone was aware of his sacrifices, yet they still let him go down that path in his past life.
Qi Fengyu was the best among them.
However, even without his intervention, Ji Mofan felt that he might not have been able to live a smooth life in his previous life.
Everyone is an accomplice.
Lost in her own emotions, Qi Fengyu didn't notice anything amiss and was quite energetic as she discussed the upcoming Dao Couple Ceremony with Ji Mofan.
Qi Fengyu originally intended to steal Ji Mofan's inner core when he was least on guard.
But none of his previous plans worked. Now, it was he who was seriously injured, not Ji Mofan. Even if he was completely unprepared, the inner core of a Nascent Soul stage expert was not something he, a mere Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, could covet.
Besides, what Ji Mo Fan said is also true; there are many people who are willing to "voluntarily" dedicate themselves to him, so he doesn't need to hang himself on this one tree.
If Ji Mofan were truly gone... he would probably never find another person who would treat him with such sincerity and devotion.
Even if we ultimately arrive at the same destination by different paths, there's no need to rush.
There's no need to act immediately after you've become Daoist partners; there will be plenty of opportunities later.
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