When Qi Fengyu first informed Shen Yun, only Shen Yun actually heard the name Li Geyue.
But this matter cannot be concealed. One of the main characters of the Dao Couple Ceremony suddenly disappeared before the ceremony was over, while the other was seriously injured and unconscious. There were countless witnesses present, and concealing it would only plunge the Cloud Soaring Sword Sect into endless trouble.
Not to mention that any cultivator who has just begun cultivating immortality can sense that the raging flames burning in the newcomer's room are clearly of fire-attribute demonic energy.
This incident originated from Li Geyue and occurred within the Yuncang Sword Sect. Consequently, the entire incident was led by the Sword Sect and the Li Clan, sparking a search operation.
Whether it's Li Geyue or Ji Mofan, we need to find them alive or dead.
Regardless of kinship or relevance to the event, it would be more appropriate for Shen Yun to take the lead in the Yuncang Sword Sect.
He was the master of two people involved in the incident, and he was also the first to hear Qi Fengyu's report.
However, Qi Fengyu, who was seriously injured, also needed someone to take care of her. In addition, Shen Yun himself was not in a good state after the incident, so the task eventually fell to Ning Weisheng.
It's hard to say whether Ji Yunhong had ulterior motives in making this arrangement. After all, Ji Mofan has now become involved with demonic cultivators. Whether he can return alive is one thing, but even if he returns to the sect, there might be people who criticize whether he is still qualified to continue as the chief of the Sword Sect.
From any perspective, Ning Weisheng is the most qualified candidate to become the chief, second only to Ji Mofan.
Ning Weisheng may have sensed his master's selfish motives, but he didn't mention that he himself had already admitted he was not qualified to be the chief.
Such a glorious position is only fit for Jimo Fan to stand on.
Even if Ning Weisheng were to have something to do with it, it would only be if the sect leader suddenly said he didn't want to continue and wanted to go traveling. That would make him the one who was forced into the position.
He agreed to this task because he wanted to find Ji Mofan himself.
However, it is worth mentioning that when recruiting participants within the Sword Sect, Ji Mo Fan's little apprentice also came to Ning Weisheng.
But it wasn't to join the search team; she just took a break from his busy schedule to ask him a few questions about talismans.
Then he took his sword and went alone to practice swordsmanship in the bamboo forest near Fanzhu Academy in Jimo.
Ning Weisheng had originally considered how to persuade the child to go back if he insisted on following the group.
He had seen how close Ge Gen had been to Ji Mo Fan in the past.
But to my surprise, the child was very sensible. He knew that with his abilities, he could not only not help, but would also hold others back, so he obediently walked away.
Ning Weisheng thought to himself that it was no wonder Ji Mofan doted on this little apprentice so much.
He was so sensible that even his senior apprentice felt sorry for him.
Ning Weisheng glanced down at the roster in his hand, casually flipped through a couple of pages, his gaze lingering on one name for half a second longer. He snorted, but said nothing, and turned the page.
Lin Ju'an, the water-elemental cultivator who suddenly started paying attention to his appearance after being instructed by his senior brother, had his thoughts completely obvious, without even trying to hide them.
But how could the senior brother possibly be interested in him just because of his mere appearance and water elemental root? Wishful thinking!
Besides, even if the eldest brother really had such thoughts, there's still Qi Fengyu waiting for him.
It's not his turn.
Just as Ning Weisheng was halfway through organizing the roster, a servant suddenly ran in and told him that someone from the Li family had arrived and was waiting for him in the main hall.
Ning Weisheng never expected that he would see Li Jinchu here.
Moreover, it was clearly the young master who condescended to accept this task, and when he arrived at the Yun Cang Sword Sect, he even put a soft cushion on the chair before sitting down, and he brought his own tea set, which was exquisitely beautiful.
Ning Weisheng sat down opposite him with a stiff expression.
"What are Young Master Li's plans?" he asked.
“There’s no need to search the cultivation world anymore. Ji Mofan and my cousin must have already reached the Demon Realm.” Li Jinchu took a sip of tea and made a startling statement.
Ning Weisheng's eyes widened slightly. "How could it be so fast? The journey from Yun Cang Sword Sect to the Demon Realm involves passing through countless mortal towns and sects of all sizes. Li Geyue is a demon cultivator, so he can only hide and travel slowly. It would take him at least a month to reach the border of the Demon Realm."
“Li Geyue did indeed fall into the demonic path, but Ji Mofan is fine.” Li Jinchu waved his hand.
"Would the senior brother use spiritual power to travel with him?" Ning Weisheng was skeptical. "Even if they are fellow disciples, Li Geyue has now fallen into the demonic path, and this brotherhood was severed when the senior brother stabbed him with that sword on the Execution Platform."
In fact, Ning Weisheng really couldn't understand how Li Geyue could still have the guts to come back to find Ji Mofan after being stabbed.
Who knows if Ji Mo Fan won't strike him with a sword this time?
“If Li Ge dares to return to the Yun Cang Sword Sect, do you think he might be preparing some trump cards that could threaten Ji Mo Fan?” Li Jin Chu didn’t explain to him that the sword had missed by half an inch back then.
There were still several servants guarding the main hall, and saying this would not do any good for Ji Mofan's reputation.
He was already heavily criticized because he had a junior brother who had fallen into demonic ways.
Ning Weisheng secretly felt that Li Jinchu's words were wrong, after all, he had spoken with Ji Mofan in the burning room, and at that time he clearly took the initiative to leave with Li Geyue.
But this was not the right time to argue about these things, so he shut his mouth and then steered the conversation to the next step, "What does Young Master Li plan to do?"
"Take a small group first and go to southern Xinjiang to inquire about things," Li Jinchu said.
*
Outside the city of Nanjiang, demonic cultivators and righteous cultivators came and went, and occasionally conflicts would break out, with an unpleasant smell in the air.
The dilapidated city gates were no longer guarded by any soldiers. Now, the arrow towers used for city defense were occupied by small vendors who hawked their wares inside.
The outermost stall was a tea stall. There weren't many customers at this time. A demonic cultivator wearing a straw hat occupied the entire table by himself. The table was covered with a large pile of parchment, and he was engrossed in drawing and painting with a pen.
A guest suddenly sat down in the seat opposite us.
He didn't even lift his straw hat. "Excuse me, could you please find another seat? Don't get my parchment wet."
Suddenly, a silver ingot was placed in front of him.
The little demonic cultivator's hat almost fell off, and he didn't even notice the ink smeared on the paper with his brush. He stared in astonishment at the stranger in front of him.
The man had wrapped his head tightly with a bunch of strips of cloth, making him look like a traveling merchant who had been walking in the desert for many years.
However, he exuded a clear spiritual aura, indicating that he was a righteous cultivator.
Moreover, their strength is considerable.
The young demonic cultivator quickly straightened his bamboo hat, put on a smiling face, and came out to greet him, "Big brother, what do you need?"
As she spoke, she reached out her little paws toward the shiny silver ingot in front of her.
"The person you drew." The stranger, Zhengdao, reached out and tapped the paper in front of him, then clicked his tongue as he touched the conspicuous ink dot.
Where have we met before?
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