Ji Mofan is no longer as willing to be kind to everyone without expecting anything in return, even if he gets hurt, he will swallow all the pain and become a rather self-centered person.
He was able to travel back in time from his past life... or perhaps it was just a momentary lapse of judgment by the Heavenly Dao that caused him to awaken memories he shouldn't have had.
In short, the current situation is that without Ji Mofan's help, he has gone from being completely despondent to being in a state of continuous decline.
And what was he thinking before? During the Daoist Couple Ceremony with Ji Mofan, he actually showed some genuine feelings?
Just kidding, if Ji Mofan hadn't suddenly changed his personality, he wouldn't be in this situation now.
The hand hidden in the sleeve unconsciously gripped the armrest of the chair beneath him.
How could he fall in love? He's the kind of person who'll stop at nothing to climb the social ladder.
He wasn't a fool like Li Geyue who would let inappropriate emotions disturb his peace of mind.
When he was recuperating, he immediately asked the elders of Yifeng to examine him, and there were no signs of his mind being invaded by inner demons.
Hmph, that's only natural. The emotions I remember showing towards Ji Mofan weren't that important, not enough to affect the stability of his Dao heart.
Just to be on the safe side, Qi Fengyu felt he should go to the Cliff of Remembering Bitterness to calm his mind. Unfortunately, his injury wasn't healing, and he was afraid that delaying would only lead to more complications.
In the end, it was Shen Yun who helped him.
They found him the cultivation method of the Ruthless Path.
However, that was the last time he visited Qi Fengyu before today.
When he delivered the manual, he didn't say a word, just shook his head and sighed, seemingly regretting something. After leaving, he went into seclusion in his cave several times.
Even someone as astute as Qi Fengyu couldn't quite understand what Shen Yun meant at that time.
It couldn't be because he wanted to cultivate the path of ruthlessness that he regretted it. He had already paid attention when he was trying to entice everyone to work for him, and he would never cross the threshold of dissatisfaction with anyone beyond friendship or romance.
Love is exclusive, and he didn't want his blood packs to eventually fight amongst themselves and end up with only one left.
What is there to regret?
Qi Fengyu didn't think about it too much, after all, he was too busy taking care of himself.
His current physical condition is vastly different from that of this time period in his previous life. The huge difference makes it difficult for him to accept for a while, and his first priority is to catch up with his cultivation level.
As both are orthodox cultivation methods, Yun Cang Sword Dao and Wu Qing Dao do not conflict. In addition, since his original strength was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, it was even easier for him to switch to cultivation.
Just as he was staring blankly at his fingertips, lost in thought, silently reciting the Heart Sutra of Ruthless Dao amidst the discussions of the elders and disciples, a commotion suddenly arose from afar.
He raised his eyes somewhat impatiently.
Without a doubt, it must be the Li family sending someone to probe their intentions again.
The Li family members have been coming frequently these past two days. They don't even need to announce themselves when they pass through the mountain gate; the disciples guarding the gate simply lead them into the main hall.
"Everyone is here so soon, are you having a meeting?" A woman in brocade robes stepped across the threshold of the hall, her voice preceding her arrival, "Oh dear, it seems I've come at a rather unfortunate time."
"Or is it that everyone has gathered here because of some new clues about the Demon Realm?"
Her long hair was styled into a neat bun, secured on top of her head with several hairpins that swayed gently with her movements, making her eyes sparkle.
She wore a magnificent robe woven from cloud brocade, with lifelike patterns of hundreds of birds on it. The light gold fabric swayed gently as she walked, and the embroidery resembled the fluttering of birds' wings.
Her attire was similar to that of the young master Li Jinchu, and a similar resemblance could be seen in her eyes and brows. She had visited several times in the past two days and was no longer a stranger to the Yuncang Sword Sect.
“Miss Lu Xi, just as you said.” Qi Fengyu sighed and coughed lightly, covering his mouth. “We were just discussing how to resolve this matter.”
This is Li Luxi, who is Li Jinchu's younger sister by seniority, but they are not blood sisters, but rather his half-sister.
In the cultivation world, people don't even care much about finding a cultivation partner to have offspring, let alone whether someone is born legitimate or illegitimate.
Although there is no intention to glorify suffering, the figures who have left their mark in history books throughout the ages have almost all come from polarized backgrounds. They were either born into powerful and wealthy families or were forged in hardship and adversity.
The Li family is considered an outlier in the cultivation world, as they place great emphasis on bloodline inheritance.
If one or two of one's descendants are outstanding, then the elders and even those closely related to him by blood will all rise to prominence.
Therefore, not only will the collateral descendants actively seek out better partners to continue their lineage, but the main family will also strive to make themselves more prosperous in order not to be squeezed out.
So you can't blame Li Jinchu for not valuing Li Geyue, after all, he has more than ten half-siblings.
Since assuming his position as head of the family, the former patriarch of the Li family has even searched the world for alchemists who can refine fertility pills.
After all, being a woman, even if she wanted to have many children, one belly couldn't carry more children in a short period of time.
Apart from Li Jinchu, all the other children were conceived by the head of the household's concubines.
She treated her husband differently, but he was a man with limited talent. Forcing him to use the fertility pill would likely shorten his lifespan, and there was a 99% chance he wouldn't be able to conceive an outstanding child.
The good news is that Li Jinchu actually did not inherit his biological father's talent. From the moment he embarked on the path of cultivation, he showed a comprehension far superior to his other brothers and sisters, leaving them far behind and living up to the old patriarch's name.
If cultivators weren't able to sense every subtle reaction of their own bodies and confirm that Li Jinchu was indeed the child of the original wife, even the old patriarch would have suspected that he had slept with too many men and mixed up the children.
Otherwise, no matter how carefully one selects a partner with exceptional talent, they cannot produce offspring with excellent conditions. On the contrary, the original wife, who is a "bad bamboo," produced a good bamboo shoot.
“My brother has suffered a calamity, and as his younger sister, I am truly at peace. I hope that you senior fellow cultivators will not blame me,” said Li Luxi.
The children of the Li family had the four virtues of propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame ingrained in their bones almost from birth. No matter how fierce the undercurrents of their struggles, they always appeared outwardly harmonious and glamorous.
“How could that be?” This time it was Ji Yunhong who spoke up. “Miss Li and the young master are connected by blood. Now that the young master has gone to that dangerous demon realm, not to mention that he has been missing for so long, anyone would be extremely anxious if they were in his shoes.”
Li Luxi frowned almost imperceptibly.
This old geezer, how come he doesn't have a single child who can talk?
Didn't you hear Qi Fengyu address you as "Miss Lu Xi" just now?
He can't even imitate what others say; he deserves to be an elder at his age.
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