"Why do you have to pick the day of someone else's Daoist couple's ceremony?"
"Who knows what's going on in the mind of a demonic cultivator?"
"Tsk, could it be that love has turned into hate?"
"I heard that the former chief disciple was very good to his junior brother. Many people were jealous of their relationship. It's a pity that Elder Shen has not accepted a third true disciple all these years."
"Everyone." Unable to bear the increasingly outrageous speculations any longer, Shen Yun stood in front of everyone with a very bad expression and threw out a loud talisman.
His voice stopped the buzzing noise.
The sect leader of Yuncang Sword Sect never wanted to get involved in such trivial matters. Now that the chief disciple was missing and the young sect leader's old injuries had relapsed and he was not in good condition, the only ones who could step forward were the elders.
"Today's events have caused you all to be alarmed; it is truly the fault of the Yun Cang Sword Sect." Shen Yun's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.
"The Sword Sect will handle this properly. Please move back to the main hall."
It's a rather tactful way of asking someone to leave.
None of the people present were simple-minded or honest, and upon hearing Shen Yun's words, they all took their leave.
The brightly decorated Yuncang Sword Sect quickly became deserted.
By the time the fire in Qi Fengyu's courtyard was extinguished, the stars had already climbed into the dark sky.
Nobody knows where Ji Mofan went.
Everyone was focused on Qi Fengyu, but one person quietly came to this secluded bamboo forest.
The spiritual energy here is scarce, and there is only one small courtyard surrounded by a fence.
Qi Yuan pushed open the fence gate.
There wasn't much furniture in the yard. Under a large, leafy tree, there was a rocking chair, which was quiet and not rocking at all.
The door was unlocked, just slightly ajar, as if the owner had only left temporarily and might return at any moment.
There was indeed nothing in the house worth locking; it was so simple it looked like no one had ever lived there.
However, as soon as Qi Yuan walked in, she noticed that there were several sheets of paper placed rather out of place on the table right by the entrance.
There was no envelope, and not even a recipient's name was written, as if the person leaving the message was absolutely certain that the first person to walk into the room would be the person they were looking for.
"That brat." Qi Yuan was so angry that he laughed. He picked up the few pieces of paper and flipped through them. After understanding what was on them, he was even more furious.
"Do I really need your guidance on how to practice the sword manual?!"
After cursing at the air several times, Qi Yuan still obediently folded the letter and put it away.
This is a letter the child left for him; he has to keep it so he can take it out and read it whenever he misses him.
It's not for the sword manual above!
As he stepped outside, he caught a glimpse of a new child he didn't recognize at the doorway.
The child, clutching a heavy sword that was almost wider than himself, stood quietly in the night, gazing longingly at Qi Yuan.
"Sect Master, is my master in any danger?" he asked.
It took Qi Yuan a moment to realize that the master he was referring to must be Ji Mo Fan.
...I forgot to scold that brat for taking on an apprentice behind my back!
"Don't worry." Qi Yuan wanted to glare and fuss, but didn't want to scare the child, so she just flicked her sleeve with a sour face.
“Your master is smart; he would never do something he’s not sure he can do.”
Ge Gen watched Qi Yuan's figure disappear into the night, secretly gripping the hilt of the sword that could cleave heaven and earth.
Yes, he should trust his master.
Moreover, he couldn't hold his master back. During the time his master couldn't be by his side, he had to continue to cultivate diligently and not slack off.
Otherwise, when his master returns, he will definitely be punished by running laps around Yuncang Mountain.
Separated from Gegen by several mountains, Ning Weisheng's situation there is not much better.
There were only two witnesses at the time of the incident: him and Qi Fengyu. The latter had fallen ill after reporting the news, suffering from a high fever that made him dizzy and unable to speak.
So all eyes were now on him.
In fact, Ning Weisheng strongly suspected that Qi Fengyu's illness was faked.
The shock was so great that he overlooked many things. But after calming down, he realized that the incongruity was everywhere.
Qi Fengyu was acting strangely when he was first encountered. Not only did he look disheveled, but his words were also very bizarre.
Why are you stopping me from coming into the house?
His excuse at the time was that he was afraid Ning Weisheng would disturb Ji Mofan's preparation of a surprise for him.
But if we look at it another way, did he know from the beginning who was inside?
He didn't step into the room at the time, but he could tell from the black smoke that Ji Mofan and Li Geyue were inside, and he turned around without hesitation to go and tell Shen Yun.
Ning Weisheng did not suspect that Qi Fengyu had any intention of harming Ji Mofan. He could sense it when he entered the room. The reason why the fire in that room did not show any signs from the outside was because someone had placed a barrier inside.
The Nascent Soul stage formation was clearly Ji Mofan's own creation.
He sent Qi Fengyu away in order to protect Li Geyue.
Qi Fengyu was only trying to help Ji Mofan, which is why she went to great lengths to prevent him from entering.
Therefore, when questioned, Ning Weisheng insisted that he knew nothing.
No matter what Ji Mofan wants to do, he will not be the one to hold others back.
Of course, this was only part of the reason. More importantly, he was indeed persuaded by Ji Mofan's words.
Li Geyue used to bully others within the sect, and recently he even seriously injured two fellow disciples. This mistake cannot be erased. He should go to the Cliff of Remembrance to reflect on his actions and be punished on the Execution Platform, but he certainly does not deserve to pay with his life.
If Ji Mofan can put out the fuse before his gunpowder is completely ignited, it will be a good thing for everyone.
Even if not, Ning Weisheng trusted that Ji Mofan would handle the matter properly.
The chief of the Yuncang Sword Sect has always been a trustworthy figure.
Ji Mo Fan, who is trusted by others, is currently squatting next to a small pond, grilling fish.
Even if you're in a rush, you can't neglect your stomach.
Li Geyue was completely knocked unconscious by him, and Ji Mofan carried him away quickly, leaving the jurisdiction of Yun Cang Sword Sect.
However, staying here is still not safe enough for Li Geyue. He needs to enter the Demon Realm, a place that the cultivation world cannot reach.
Whether it was the aroma that lured her in, Li Geyue, who had been casually placed on a large rock by Ji Mofan, hummed as soon as the fish was cooked and slowly opened her eyes.
Jimo Fan chose to take a bite of the grilled fish first.
"Senior Brother...?" Li Geyue's voice was blank. He rubbed the back of his head, which had been hit, blinked, and looked around at himself. "Where are we?"
"Doesn't this look familiar? This is near the Dark Aura Secret Realm." Ji Mofan didn't look up; his attention was entirely focused on his grilled fish.
"We've arrived in southern Xinjiang."
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