Sheng Xi's appearance has changed drastically. His Wushen Sword, which is now only in its scabbard, has probably been stuffed into his Qiankun Bag. At this moment, there is nothing on him that can identify his identity.
Fang Xian, needless to say, simply stopped speaking altogether to avoid being exposed.
"Two old acquaintances I met in the Demon Realm." Ji Mofan glanced at the group of people who were on high alert. "There's no need to be so nervous. They won't harm us."
"Let's get ready to set off. It will take at least a day and a half to return to the cultivation world from here, even if we go very fast."
Without offering a detailed explanation, Mo Fan simply grabbed Xi He, who was still about to shout something, and strode forward.
Yu Feiqi casually dragged him away as if he were carrying a bag of worthless things.
"Senior Brother Ning, what's wrong with Senior Brother...?" A disciple of the Yuncang Sword Sect, still worried, came over to ask Ning Weisheng how to resolve the situation.
“Senior Brother must have his own reasons.” Ning Weisheng had been trained to have no objections to Ji Mofan’s actions.
What a joke! He can single-handedly venture into the Demon Realm and escape unscathed with his "trophies." What is there that he can't do?
If you want to doubt him, try doing one or two of the things he did yourself first.
However, thinking about this...
Ning Weisheng unconsciously turned his head to look at Li Jinchu, who had been silent to the side.
"Young Master Li, you've come to the Demon Realm to find that traitor, Li Geyue, right?"
“You’re right.” Li Jinchu waved her folding fan and casually pulled a jade pendant from her sleeve.
“However, it has been found,” he said.
A red string was hooked around his fingertip, and the brightly colored tassels below swayed gently in the wind.
The jade pendant engraved with the character "黎" had cracked, and the blood-red lines meandered, making it look particularly eerie and terrifying under the already poor lighting conditions.
Ning Weisheng naturally knew what this meant.
Li Geyue should not cause any more trouble this time.
Seeing the change in Ning Weisheng's expression, Li Jinchu put away the jade pendant, raised her hand to summon her sword, and led the Li family to follow Ji Mofan, who was leading the way.
Noticing that the bandaged strange man was also dragging Sheng Xi, who was constantly cursing, along beside him, Li Jinchu covered half of her face with her fan and couldn't help but chuckle.
I really don't know how Fang Xian accepted going out looking like this.
And then there's Sheng Xi. But after such a short time apart, he's actually gotten himself into this state.
It seems that demonic energy is indeed harmful, even changing people's appearance.
If he hadn't habitually remembered everyone's little features, he really wouldn't have recognized this person as Sheng Xi, whose talent was so strong that even he thought he was a formidable young man.
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"Why are you in such a hurry!" Even though Ji Mofan was holding her in his hand, Xi He still tugged at his clothes restlessly. "I haven't even had my roasted crab yet!"
"By the time you finish eating, the demon soldiers who came to search will have already found you by following the rising black smoke." Ji Mo Fan flicked him on the forehead.
Do you really think he can't see anything?
The spiritual energy contained in his hand was not much, but it was enough to flick a red mark off Xihe's head.
He rubbed his head and yelled, "You're murdering your husband!"
“If you utter another word, I’ll rip out your tongue,” Ji Mofan said. “Anyway, as long as I bring you back to the cultivation world alive, missing parts don’t matter at all.”
His voice sounded flat, and he didn't even look directly at Xihe while speaking, but the intimidating tone was undiminished, making Xihe involuntarily shrink back.
That's not fear; that's being a wise person who knows when to yield.
The group remained quiet during their journey, and no one caused any further trouble.
The demon soldiers' search efforts are intensifying, and the sections of the road where they can use swords to speed up their progress are becoming increasingly scarce.
What was originally expected to be a day and a half's journey was dragged on until dawn on the third day, when the last small town on the frontier of the Demon Realm finally appeared before everyone's eyes.
But it was this last hurdle that stumped everyone.
Several demon generals not only began a carpet search of the main city and gradually expanded outwards, but also reinforced the border defenses ahead of time, completely prohibiting the righteous path and demon cultivators from exchanging information.
Even the Southern Frontier was affected by its proximity to the Demon Realm, and was turned upside down. Many righteous people who were stranded there were controlled by the demon soldiers for various reasons.
The general principle is that it is better to make a wrong arrest than to let someone go free.
After all, that was their Demon Lord.
Few people were actually trying to save people; most were just hoping to take advantage of the chaos to kill the Demon Lord, which would be a great gain.
Even if he doesn't actually have the ability to become the Demon Lord, it's still something he can brag about for a lifetime.
Ji Mofan and his group hid in an inconspicuous mountain valley for half an hour, only to encounter three patrol teams in succession.
They couldn't even leave this mountain valley, let alone get close to that border town.
"Could it be that all our efforts will be in vain here...?"
"We've put in so much effort, and we're just one step away from success."
"If I had known, I wouldn't have come along. Staying in the sect for seclusion would have been much better."
Ji Mofan was not at all surprised that these people would say such discouraging things.
Whether it's the so-called attraction between likes or not, the elders of the Yuncang Sword Sect have been raised to be cowardly and stagnant, and one by one, the disciples they received have been taught to become similar types.
The first reaction to danger is to avoid it; never do anything blindly if you are not sure you can succeed.
This is not wrong in itself, but if we go too far, it becomes cowardice and stupidity.
"Senior Brother, do you have any way to break this deadlock?" Ning Weisheng asked him.
Ji Mofan squinted at the border gate in the distance, which was heavily guarded by demon soldiers.
It seems we overlooked something; there's another one who, when in doubt, only calls on his senior brother.
Ning Weisheng was clearly no weaker than him in strength, and even more experienced. He could do the same things as Ning Weisheng, and even do them better.
But in its current state, it's hard to see any value in it that makes one want to take a second look.
Ning Weisheng and Ji Mofan had completely different ideas.
His asking such a question, in a sense, reflects his complete trust in Ji Mofan.
Deep down, I feel that with Ji Mofan around, they can escape from all dangers.
He didn't know where this blind confidence came from, but he just asked the question as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"So your Yuncang Sword Sect is used to leaving everyone to the young people? Is this the secret to your rise from an unknown humble family to one of the five major sects?" Li Jinchu, who had been fanning himself, suddenly spoke up.
The words sounded sarcastic, but the tone was inexplicably flattering, making it impossible to find a reason to get angry.
After all, what they said sounded quite nice, so why are you unhappy? You must have misunderstood.
How could Li Jinchu have done anything wrong? He was just a good student who humbly sought knowledge.
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