“…Young Master Li?” Ji Mofan didn’t really want to waste the little bit of spiritual energy he had finally managed to recover on such a trivial matter.
Li Jinchu gave Xihe a small spark.
"If you can't untie the Demon-Binding Rope, can you at least rummage through my Qiankun Bag?" Seeing the flames starting to ignite, Xihe carried her Qiankun Bag to Jimo Fan.
"Isn't there still a healthy, living person over there?" No joke, Ji Mofan was really tired, so tired that he didn't even want to say another word.
But Xihe just had to come up and annoy him, making it impossible for him to even muster a kind tone.
"I don't want outsiders to touch such a personal item as the Qiankun Bag." Xihe still insisted on handing it to Jimo Fan. "It doesn't matter to you, because you are the Demon Queen I married through proper channels."
Since he had already said that, Li Jinchu, who had received Ji Mofan's gaze, could only shrug and indicate that she could not help him.
He even took two steps back, fanning himself with a folding fan, looking quite relaxed and like he was watching a good show.
Jimo Fan: ......
“Have you forgotten that we haven’t even reached the final stage of the ceremony yet?” he said.
Without informing Heaven and Earth, without making any promises to each other, it was just a celebration for all the demonic cultivators except for the newcomers. He never admitted anything from beginning to end.
Even if the whole world knows, he will not be swayed by gossip.
"Well, you're the one who made me so helpless, shouldn't you take some responsibility?" Xihe persisted, insisting that he help her.
Ji Mofan was annoyed by his pestering and just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.
He reached out and, following Xihe's guidance, used his mind to pull out a large pile of various seasonings.
The pungent aroma of spices quickly spread through the dense forest.
Although Ji Mofan wasn't worried that Xihe might accidentally start a fire and burn something, he was still somewhat concerned that the strong smell might attract other monsters nearby.
But such trivial matters were clearly beyond the scope of Xihe's empty head. He sat by the fire looking quite pleased, even forgetting the unpleasantness of being bound by the Demon-Binding Rope.
However, they didn't attract a second troublesome monster in the end; instead, they were met by their "fallen" companions.
Compared to Li Jin's glamorous appearance when she first arrived, the people who arrived later all looked increasingly disheveled.
They were either rolling around in the mud or had a big hole torn in their clothes, looking as disheveled as could be.
Ji Mofan looked at Li Jinchu, but the latter didn't even look at him, only focusing on fulfilling her duty as the team leader and caring for each of her companions.
Ning Weisheng arrived at a time that was neither too early nor too late, and several disciples of the Yuncang Sword Sect were already surrounding Ji Mofan.
But Ji Mofan, who was surrounded in the middle, looked listless and not in good spirits.
The disciples, however, seemed oblivious to his appearance and were still excitedly discussing Ji Mofan's astonishing behavior.
She dared to deceive the Demon Lord into appointing her as Demon Queen by claiming to be a righteous cultivator, and she even managed to cause such a huge mess at such an important moment as the coronation ceremony. Not only did she escape unscathed with everyone, but she also took a hostage.
The hostage was none other than the Demon Lord himself!
Let alone the Yuncang Sword Sect, very few cultivators in the entire cultivation world would be capable of such an astonishing act.
Their senior brother is someone who will be recorded in history!
Just a few days ago, the disciples who thought Ji Mofan was completely hopeless have changed their tune and are now all over the place, acting more obsequious than the other.
Ji Mofan was too lazy to deal with them, but he didn't decisively send them away either. He chatted casually, learning about most of what had happened while he was away from the cultivation world.
Since Qi Fengyu was seriously injured by Li Geyue during the Dao Couple Ceremony, she has been bedridden for a long time.
Shen Yun had already gone to Changfeng Valley to seek medicine, but the result was not good.
Changfeng Valley even bluntly told him that if he wanted to hire a Tribulation Transcending stage alchemist, he would have to wait until next year's Dao Asking Conference.
If the Yuncang Sword Sect can win the championship in the tournament, or persuade the top-ranked player on the Heavenly Ranking to win, they can obtain this precious opportunity.
Everything else is out of the question.
It's a very simple principle: the Yun Cang Sword Sect achieved its current glory thanks to Ji Mo Fan. While it can't be said that all the credit goes to him alone, he accounts for at least 99%.
But now that Ji Mofan has disappeared, no one knows if he will ever return. Even if he does return to the cultivation world, it is questionable whether he will still have the ability to lead the sect to new heights.
Interactions between individuals may be based on feelings, but interactions between groups must be based on utilitarian considerations.
Changfeng Valley is not incapable of offering help in times of need; the problem lies in who the recipient is.
Giving such a precious opportunity to a sickly Qi Fengyu would clearly be a waste of resources for the entire cultivation world.
The pills for the Tribulation Transcending stage could have been used for something much more worthwhile.
Without quick-acting medicine, Qi Fengyu could only rely on other elixirs and remedies to slowly recuperate. Although her condition was gradually improving, a complete cure was as slow as pulling silk from a cocoon.
However, according to his fellow disciples who took turns visiting him, Qi Fengyu seemed to occasionally mutter incoherent things when he was in a bad mental state.
One minute he's saying he's sorry to his senior brother, the next he's spouting nonsense and cursing every Yun Cang Sword Sect disciple he knows.
He didn't even spare Shen Yun, who treated him the best, and he adopted a policy of spreading his favor evenly.
However, when he is sober, he will sincerely apologize to everyone he has scolded, with tears streaming down his face, saying that he was just having a nightmare because he was so afraid of dying that he dreamed of being hurt by many people, which is why he spoke recklessly in his dream.
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