The female cultivator had a hot body, and she was even hotter when she fought. She specifically targeted her opponent's eyes and groin, making the latter scream in pain.
"I'll teach you to be a pervert! You've got some nerve touching me! I'll cripple you!"
"Bullshit! With your ugly face, even if you were stripped naked and stuck to me, I'd still throw you out!"
"You've already put your hand inside my clothes, and you still dare to deny it?"
"I didn't even touch you!"
The reason for the argument was so sensitive that the surrounding demonic cultivators cheered and jeered. The two people being watched, however, were completely unaffected and continued their fierce battle.
In the end, the female cultivator slapped the other person twice to vent her anger and then left triumphantly.
The male demonic cultivator was so angry he was practically steaming, but in the end he didn't say anything and stormed into the inn with two handprints on his face.
Ji Mofan remained calm and blended into the crowd that had dispersed after watching the excitement. He changed the inn they had originally planned to stay at and followed the male cultivator into the one he had gone to.
The male cultivator went straight upstairs without looking back. Judging from the familiarity with the waiter when he greeted him, he must have been staying here for quite some time.
Although Li Geyue didn't understand why her senior brother suddenly had the idea of investigating that rogue male cultivator, she still obediently went to the innkeeper to check in.
Wearing a bamboo hat and without any fluctuation of power, Ji Mofan walked through the bustling inn without attracting any attention.
He followed the male cultivator up the stairs he had just walked down and saw him enter the No. 1 room at the very end of the corridor.
That was the most expensive superior room in the inn.
Judging from his attire, although it was a mess from the fight, the materials were all of good quality and quite valuable.
How could someone like that be capable of insulting a female nun in the street?
Ji Mofan stared at the tightly closed door, his gaze darkening slightly.
Most importantly, he knew this person.
Li Geyue didn't recognize him because his hairstyle and skin color had changed a lot.
But Ji Mofan recognized the scabbard on his body that was not holding the sword.
It is jet black, and hardly reflects light when it is shone on it. It is the scabbard of the Black God Sword, named after the demon core of the three-legged golden crow that is inlaid on the hilt of the sword.
This sword originally belonged to Sheng Xi, a righteous cultivator, who was once the chief disciple of the Chaoming Palace and the one who ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking at the Dao Inquiry Conference three years ago. He should have died from the tribulation of breaking through to a new realm.
Sheng Xi's funeral was quite grand back then, so much so that Ji Mo Fan couldn't believe that he would see someone in the Demon Realm who looked so much like him and was even carrying his sword sheath.
It should be noted that Sheng Xi's funeral was conducted without any remains; Chao Ming Palace only sealed his Black God Sword into the coffin.
The official explanation is that his physical body was destroyed by lightning and his remains were completely obliterated.
At the time, Ji Mofan found it strange, thinking to himself that the Chaoming Palace really doted on their chief disciple.
For a typical cenotaph, a paper effigy is placed inside; for a more extravagant one, a craftsman might be commissioned to create a puppet that looks exactly like the deceased.
If a disciple of a sect dies, the sect is supposed to take back his or her weapons.
This is how the Yuncang Sword Sect's Burial Tomb came to be.
However, if the person in front of us is indeed Sheng Xi himself, then our previous doubts can be resolved.
Since Sheng Xi was not dead at all, his weapon was still under the control of someone else and could not be taken by others.
But how did Sheng Xi suddenly transform from a leader of the righteous path into a demonic cultivator?
Judging from his fight with the female cultivator just now, his strength should be at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, and he is a genuine demonic cultivator.
His skill level has actually declined compared to when Ji Mo Fan Tong met him in the arena a few years ago.
However, a year ago he was a well-known figure in the righteous path. If he has spent a year repairing his damaged strength to the point he is now, then he is already quite remarkable.
Sheng Xi is a few years older than Ji Mofan, and is only twenty-six years old now. If he hadn't met with this accident, he would have been the champion of the next Dao Asking Conference.
But now Ji Mofan has encountered him, who was captured and barely fought back during a battle with other demonic cultivators.
Yes, although he was arguing rudely, he was actually only defending and not attacking.
To outsiders, it might seem like a guilty conscience, but to Sheng Xi, it just seems a bit abnormal.
This person looks down on everyone because he relies on his own strength. In this respect, he and Li Geyue are the same kind of people.
However, he wouldn't argue like Li Geyue; when he was in the wrong, he would honestly admit his mistake.
Correspondingly, when they are in the right, they will not let anyone off the hook and will not stop until they have made the other person suffer a great loss.
Ji Mo Fan fought so many matches in the Dao Asking Tournament, but Sheng Xi was the only one who, after winning, went on to make a long, sarcastic remark.
Otherwise, Ji Mofan wouldn't have held a grudge and been unable to fight him again.
"Senior Brother."
Li Geyue's voice suddenly rang out behind him. Ji Mofan snapped out of his thoughts and glanced at him lightly.
"What did you call me?"
Ji Mo Fan and Li Ge are fellow disciples, but they have no relation to Yue Ge.
“...Ji Mo Fan.” Li Geyue was really not used to calling his senior brother by his name, so he basically avoided calling him that throughout the journey.
I finally found a quiet corner to relieve my frustration, but then I got glared at by Ji Mofan.
Li Geyue's eyes drooped at the corners.
But in the end, he didn't react. He just honestly handed him a token from the inn, saying, "I've already checked in. The three of us will each have a room."
"In addition, I also asked the shopkeeper about the two people who had a dispute on the street earlier." Li Geyue then brought up other things, "The female cultivator is Ran Kou, a famous courtesan on Red Street, but she is also known for selling her art but not her body. Anyone who tries to lay a finger on her will be beaten up and thrown out, or have their hands or feet broken and their head cut off."
"The male cultivator is a well-known mercenary in the main city's mercenary guild, and everyone calls him Little Wu. The missions he takes on are always of four-star difficulty or higher, and he completes them with extremely high quality every time. In less than a year, he went from an unknown soldier to a regular in the top ten of the leaderboard."
Little Wu, it seems they simply borrowed the name of the Wu God Sword as a pseudonym.
However, Ji Mofan also found it strange. Li Geyue fabricated a pseudonym because the character "Li" could not be exposed, so what was Sheng Xi's reason?
This was clearly not the time to ask questions. Ji Mofan did not linger in the hallway, but quickly led Li Geyue away into their own room.
As the footsteps faded into the distance, the door at the end of the corridor was secretly opened a crack.
Dark eyes peered through the cracks at the faint blue hem of clothing hidden on the stairs.
Nothing was said that night.
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