Ji Mofan is the chief disciple of the Yun Cang Sword Sect, which is the highest position he can reach at his age.
Having left the Yuncang Sword Sect, there seemed to be nowhere worth going to with the Demon Lord as a pledge of allegiance.
For example, setting the target on the other four sects of the five major sects.
The Xiaoling Sect, the leader of the five major sects, has Li Jinchu, who became famous earlier and had a greater reputation than Ji Mofan.
The other three are Jiangxue Palace, which only accepts female disciples; Chaoming Palace, which has a strong individual style; and Lingfeng Music Academy, which focuses on music.
Jiangxue Palace and Lingfeng Music Academy go without saying, but Ji Mofan is a male sword cultivator, which eliminates the possibility of him registering from the very beginning.
As for the Chaoming Palace, which was left after the process of elimination, although it was an old and powerful sect, and its overall strength was second only to the Xiaoling Sect, unfortunately, the sect itself was very similar to the Yuncang Sword Sect in one aspect—
poverty.
Those with money are all disciples; the sect can only provide them with a title.
They mostly only come together when a team is needed; otherwise, they are scattered like stars in the sky.
The only advantage compared to the Xiaoling Sect is that their leader recently perished, and if Ji Mofan can get in, he can fill that gap.
But that's all.
Even if we settle for second best, such as Changfeng Valley, which was squeezed out of the five major sects by Yuncang Sword Sect, it is not a completely perfect place.
While their resources are undoubtedly excellent, they already have a chief executive, so sending Ji Mo Fanzhen over would be a huge loss no matter how you look at it.
Ning Weisheng shook his head.
Forget it, why is he worrying so much?
The path is one that the eldest brother must walk himself; his own comfort is more important than anything else.
The chat with Ning Weisheng lasted only a short while, and he did most of the talking while Ji Mofan listened quietly as he packed his things.
In the vast room, all he had in his storage bag were a few internal energy cultivation manuals that he had annotated extensively.
It can be given to Ge Gen later; otherwise, it won't be appreciated if left here.
I didn't bring anything else.
Before leaving, he made one last trip to the cave where the old sect leader Qi Yuan was in seclusion.
The cave dwelling is located in a secluded spot on the shady side of the mountain, rarely visited by people, yet it is truly a blessed and secluded paradise.
The barrier was set up around the perimeter, separating the activity inside and outside into two distinct worlds.
"Sect Master, this junior is really leaving this time." Ji Mo Fan spoke quietly to the closed door.
"Thank you for taking care of me all these years. I am deeply grateful and will definitely repay you if I have the opportunity in the future."
The sounds of a gentle breeze and flowing water rang out quietly for a while.
Winter is approaching, and the leaves on the branches have almost all fallen, with only one or two hanging forlornly in the wind.
The last piece finally fell in the wind and landed at Ji Mofan's feet.
"...Sect Master." Ji Mo Fan's voice was almost drowned out by the wind.
"Did you really ask Master to take me back to the sect just because I was a promising talent?"
The questions were blown away by the wind, leaving no answers.
Ji Mofan stood there for a while longer before turning around and quietly leaving.
The wind has died down.
*
Taking Ge Gen away wasn't complicated. He agreed, and his master, Ji Mo Fan, didn't object. Even if the sect elders were unwilling to remove his name from the roster, they couldn't stop him from leaving.
Shuanghuang had previously been assigned to Jimo Fan's courtyard as a menial servant, making it easier to take him under his wing, as the sect wouldn't care about the fate of a menial servant.
After all, countless people had come to Yun Cang Sword Sect to pay their respects before this. Even outside of the recruitment conference, some people were willing to stay here as servants without going through the entrance examination.
However, the situation will likely change after this.
First, rumors about the legendary figure Ji Mo Fan spread like wildfire. Then, the Yun Cang Sword Sect announced that it was severing ties with such a person of questionable identity. From then on, the name Ji Mo Fan disappeared from public view, leaving only discussions of whether the truth was clear to no one.
As for the main subject of the discussion, they have long since moved away from the center of the rumors.
On the day they left Yun Cang Sword Sect, Ji Mo Fan parted ways with Li Jin Chu and the others.
The disciples of the Yuncang Sword Sect naturally had to return to their sect, while Li Jinchu also had to return to the Li family to clean up their mess. During the months he was out of contact in the Demon Realm, he had no idea how chaotic his home had become.
Wearing a bamboo hat and a light veil that concealed his well-known face, Ji Mofan had arrived at another place a thousand miles away from the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
Actually, there was no need to travel for so long, but this time Jimo Fan brought quite a lot of luggage.
Ge Gen and Shuang Huang definitely need to be taken along, Xi He is a bargaining chip that can't be handed over to others, and Sheng Xi is also brought along, after all, he was the one who rescued people from the Demon Realm in the first place.
There was also a clucking black bird.
"Wait, wait, this road leads to..." Sheng Xiyue felt increasingly uneasy as she walked with Ji Mofan.
“It’s to Chaoming Palace, your hometown.” Ji Mo Fan nodded.
There were quite a few of them, and since none of them, except for Ji Mofan, were able to fly on swords, he simply made a small flying artifact. They flew to a town and stopped to rest.
"You wouldn't be looking for a place in my hometown, would you?" Sheng Xi stared wide-eyed at herself.
"The chief disciple of Chaoming Hall was injured by lightning during a breakthrough more than a year ago and unfortunately perished, so the position of chief disciple has been vacant ever since," Ji Mofan said. "Is there anything strange about me planning to go there?"
"I think you'd better reconsider carefully," Sheng Xi said, her expression sincere as she tried to persuade him.
"If you're going to Chaoming Palace, you might as well choose a less famous small sect as your sect leader."
Ji Mofan raised an eyebrow. "It sounds like you have some complaints about your former employer?"
The tone was clearly not simply one of displeasure that he had taken Sheng Xi's old position after he left, nor did it imply any contempt or disdain for him as someone unworthy of the chief position.
I'm simply offering a piece of advice.
"No, no, no, I definitely have no problem with Chaoming Palace. That's not true. Don't slander me." Upon hearing this, Sheng Xi quickly waved her hands and denied it three times in a row.
"But the Chaoming Palace is not suitable for you, really."
Not understanding what considerations Sheng Xi had based her words on, Ji Mofan tilted his head and asked, "Why?"
"Because the entire sect is seriously ill," Sheng Xi said in a serious tone.
Ji Mofan blinked.
“You really are sick.” Sheng Xi seemed afraid he wouldn’t believe her, so she repeated it again with a very certain tone.
Then I started counting on my fingers with him.
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