The old man knew that he had relinquished a large portion of his power, but he didn't know if the old man was well-informed enough to know that Ji Mofan had already mastered the tenth level of the Yun Cang Sword Technique.
He hadn't used the "Fishing Alone on a Cold River" technique many times, and there weren't many people present; even Shen Yun didn't know about it.
I can only wait until tomorrow to find another opportunity.
Qi Yuan is always unpredictable, not only appearing and disappearing without a trace, but also being the one who takes the initiative to find others most of the time.
It's incredibly difficult to even exchange a single word with him.
Countless people, both on and off Yuncang Mountain, harbored their own thoughts, and tonight some were destined to be sleepless.
However, Ji Mofan slept well, only to be woken up the next day by the noisy commotion of the two children, Shuanghuang and Gegen.
Like a rag doll, he let Shuanghuang quickly dress him in his bright wedding attire. When Ji Mofan walked out of his courtyard, he saw Shen Yun standing outside his door.
"Master?" He was a little surprised.
This didn't happen in his previous life; he went to the main hall by himself after leaving the house.
Shen Yun was also somewhat dazed when he saw Ji Mo Fan.
Jimo Fan has almost never worn such vibrant colors.
He preferred clothes in cool colors. Even when he wasn't wearing his disciple's robes, he always wore blue or cyan clothing, making him appear to be quite cold.
It was rare for him to show such enthusiasm; even his usually quiet voice seemed to soften.
Shen Yun coughed lightly, "According to the normal procedure of the Dao Couple Ceremony, the newlyweds should be seen off by their elders when they leave home."
"What about Xiaoyu?" Ji Mofan asked.
He didn't really want to walk alongside Shen Yun.
Even if it's just a few steps, it would only take about the time it takes to burn an incense stick to walk across it using only physical strength.
There's no need. He used to beg others to love him, but he doesn't anymore.
It's all just empty talk; it's far less important than making yourself comfortable.
"The sect leader is with him over there," Shen Yun said.
Ji Mo Fan: ...Suddenly I feel a little jealous.
The thought of Qi Fengyu being able to stay with Qi Yuan while he only had Shen Yun on his side made Ji Mofan feel extremely uncomfortable. He also didn't want to talk to Shen Yun anymore and decided to go directly to the main hall.
"Xiao Fan." Shen Yun didn't expect that even on a day like today, Ji Mo Fan wouldn't give him any face.
He was willing to humble himself and show goodwill, so how dare his disciple, Ji Mo Fan, do so?
"Master, I didn't want to miss the auspicious time. I didn't mean anything by it." Ji Mo Fanqing casually tossed back a light explanation.
Shen Yun thought to himself, "You're practically plastering the words 'I'm unhappy' all over your head."
“Yes, the timing is important. I was confused.” But Shen Yun could only go along with Ji Mofan’s awkward excuse and followed him to Ji Mofan’s side in a rather stiff tone.
The two didn't talk much on the way.
When they arrived at the main hall, many guests were already entering.
The junior disciples at the entrance, responsible for recording names and collecting gifts, were extremely busy, shouting the names of the visitors inside.
"Xiaoling Sect, Senior Brother Li Jinchu!"
"Changfeng Valley, Senior Sister Ling Yihan!"
"......"
As if by prior arrangement, the five major sects arrived from different directions, yet their flying magical artifacts landed almost simultaneously in front of the Yun Cang Sword Sect's mountain gate.
The grand ceremony for the Daoist couple of the young sect master and chief disciple of Yuncang Sword Sect, one of the five major sects, is quite important, but it's not so important that it's worth having too many people attend. Most of the attendees are chief disciples or young sect masters.
Only one of the schools received the true teachings.
Because their chief executive unexpectedly passed away a few years ago, and there hasn't been a suitable new person to take on the responsibility for the time being.
Since the sect leader has no direct bloodline descendants, it's not worth the elders coming to congratulate him on the younger generation's happy occasion.
Sending three true disciples isn't considered impolite, considering that the Xiaoling Sect only sent Li Jinchu.
Ling Yihan did bring a few true disciples with him, but Fang Xuan was not among them.
Ji Mofan felt that if he were in Ling Yihan's position, he would probably worry that Fang Xuan might cause trouble in this situation.
As the date drew near, the gossip and rumors that had previously remained behind the scenes began to reach Ji Mofan's ears.
Almost all the famous geniuses from the major sects were dragged into this chaotic mess. He loved her, she didn't love him, and the melodramatic plot became many times more exaggerated than when Fang Xian first told him about it in just half a month.
Even Li Geyue, who had already disappeared without a trace, was included in the story. Everyone was discussing whether he would have appeared at his senior brother's Daoist ceremony if he hadn't died.
After all, it was practically as if Ji Mofan had personally executed the fallen demon Li Geyue. The sword that pierced his heart showed no regard for their past brotherhood.
It would be unreasonable not to take this opportunity to cause a scene at the most glorious moment in Jimo Fan, unless he is truly no longer in this world at this moment.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Jimo." Ling Yihan was the first to walk over and congratulate him.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Ling." Ji Mofan returned the gesture with a cupped hand.
"Where is Fellow Daoist Qi?" Ling Yihan looked around curiously.
She had met Qi Fengyu before, and this time she didn't bring any extra thoughts. She just wanted to see more pretty kids before they were taken.
Although she disliked Qi Fengyu's timid and easily tearful personality, she had to admit that he was very handsome, and when he was silent and still, he left a rather good impression on her.
If it weren't for his status as the young sect leader and all sorts of other messy factors, Ling Yihan would have considered putting such a beautiful vase in his home.
It's highly unlikely that there will be any chance now, but it's good to be able to see it a few more times.
"Xiao Yu is in poor health and is still resting. However, he will come out to meet all the guests once the ceremony officially begins," Ji Mo Fan replied with a smile, his words revealing no flaws.
"Is his body really that weak?" Ling Yihan couldn't help but frown.
Ji Mofan is currently in the eye of the storm because of those nonsensical stories. If the guests see him alone while the other main character is nowhere to be seen, it will only worsen his already poor reputation.
But I don't think there should be any major problems between them. After all, this ceremony was organized by the Yun Cang Sword Sect itself, and Ji Mo Fan wouldn't do something that would embarrass him in front of the entire cultivation world.
Qi Fengyu would never humiliate himself. As a sickly man, his position as the young sect leader was his only support. If he lost the Yun Cang Sword Sect, he would be utterly useless.
So Qi Fengyu is really so ill that she can't see anyone?
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