Previously, they had a large group of people with them, so they didn't care about such a small problem.
However, the only ones in the team who can be considered as combatants are Ji Mofan and Sheng Xi. The former is not at his peak physical condition, while the latter is a demonic cultivator who cannot fully utilize his abilities in an environment rich in spiritual energy.
If they were truly targeted by someone with ulterior motives, they would have absolutely no chance of resistance.
There's no need to worry about making Sheng Xi feel strange; just say it's the result of disguise.
However, what Ji Mofan found somewhat troublesome was that since Xihe had regained her original appearance, her movements were no longer restricted, and she always liked to run off and wander around by herself.
It's one thing if he just goes out for a drive by himself, but the problem is that he always likes to pick up random little things and bring them back to give to Ji Mofan.
Today's wreath is made from wildflowers he casually picked in the mountains.
"If you're too bored, why don't you go and clean up all the flying artifacts?" Ji Mo Fan sighed and pointed behind him.
They traveled at a slow pace, but they braved wind and rain, inevitably passing through areas with heavy sandstorms, which turned their flying artifacts dusty and gray.
"Do you need to bother me with such a small thing?" Xihe still held the flower wreath closer to him. "Couldn't you just cast a cleansing spell?"
“My spiritual energy is now more valuable than your labor.” Ji Mofan dodged his wreath.
It's not that I dislike how well he made it, it's just that firstly, it's useless, and secondly...
Although he was indeed quite clueless about matters of love, he could tell that this idiot was using some foolish methods to pursue him.
He didn't want to give the other person any hope; their relationship was purely based on exploitation.
Xihe actually looked somewhat aggrieved.
Perhaps because she was used to making various expressions with Xiao Wangyan's face, Xihe now seemed somewhat out of place when she used her own appearance.
Especially with all that extra flesh on top.
Xiao Wangyan could only be described as muscular, while he was as strong as an ox.
The strange fusion of traits of a submissive wife and a burly man in him was almost unbearable to watch.
"...If you really want me to accept it, why don't you go to the mountains and look for some medicinal herbs or something?" Ji Mofan closed his eyes, trying to find an excuse to send him away.
He realized that he had forgotten about the alchemy cauldron he had kept in his Qiankun bag for some time.
When he took the item out last time, he sensed from the residual spiritual energy inside that the little cauldron seemed unhappy.
Strangely enough, he seemed to sense some kind of emotion called jealousy from it.
Jealous of what? Could it be jealousy of his Embracing Snow Sword?
Moreover, why would a product of weapon crafting generate such human-like emotions?
While pondering when it would be convenient to take out the alchemy cauldron and try refining pills again, Ji Mofan was tugged at the sleeve by Xi He next to him.
"You're injured?" Upon hearing this, Xihe subconsciously recalled how he had almost extracted her immortal bones in the Demon Realm in an attempt to force her to compromise.
After pulling at his sleeve, I wanted to reach out and lift the hair hanging down his back to see the old wound on the back of his neck.
"Smack!"
Ji Mofan raised his hand and slapped the back of his hand, knocking away the outstretched claw.
“No, I just wanted to try my hand at alchemy,” he said.
Xihe's eyes widened instantly. "You can do that too?"
Ji Mofan glanced at Ge Gen, who was still practicing his sword over there.
Since he was waiting anyway, Ji Mofan simply took out the Zhezhu Ding (a type of ancient Chinese cooking vessel) and briefly explained the situation when he encountered it.
The patterns on the bamboo-shaped tripod shimmered, as if showing off that it had found a new owner on its own initiative.
"Be quiet." Ji Mofan gently tapped the edge of the alchemy cauldron.
The cauldron emitted a very soft hum.
Xihe was stunned by the series of actions. "Are you talking to him?"
"No, no, you misheard." Ji Mofan lied through his teeth and stuffed the cauldron back into his hands.
"Hey! No way! I'm really curious! Can't you let me see how you refine pills?" Xihe persisted. "Look, I've already given you the Black Bird, you can't be too harsh on me, can you?"
Ji Mofan glanced at the black bird that was chasing butterflies not far away.
"Did you allow that?" he asked. "It's obvious that the Xuan Bird couldn't survive in the Demon Realm without my supply of spirit stones, so you tacitly allowed me to bring it back."
Xihe:......
"But I've never seen an ice spirit root refine pills in my entire life," he tried again.
Seeing that Ji Mofan remained unmoved, he gritted his teeth and took the Qiankun bag off his waist. "My demonic energy is sealed and cannot be unsealed. You can search it yourself."
“I once came across a copy of the Danwen Illustrated Manual. Although it was just a fragment, the paper quality indicated it was an old item from many years ago. You might find it interesting.”
Upon hearing this, Ji Mofan's eyes flickered.
The term "Danwen" has even disappeared from the world for a long time.
During the great war between immortals and demons a thousand years ago, both the immortal and demonic realms suffered heavy losses. This is why both sides were able to agree to make peace – because if they continued fighting, there would be no one left to fight.
Knowledge about cinnabar patterns was almost completely lost after that great battle, remaining only in oral traditions among alchemists.
According to them, engraving cinnabar patterns is a technique applied to elixirs, which can further enhance the quality and stability of the elixirs after they have been formed.
Moreover, one does not need to possess too much spiritual power. As long as one masters the pill patterns, even a Nascent Soul alchemist can refine pills with effects comparable to those of a Void Refinement alchemist, even if the pill itself is still of Nascent Soul rank.
However, the method of Danwen is too complicated and cumbersome. Different herbs and different levels of spiritual energy require different patterns. The carving pressure and the order of carving each pattern are also very important. It is extremely difficult to pass on. For alchemists with good cultivation talent, it is even faster and simpler to directly improve their cultivation level.
However, this does not diminish the extremely high spiritual status that this lost craft holds among alchemists.
After all, there are alchemists with good talent and alchemists with poor talent. Who wouldn't want a new path that doesn't require spiritual power when they are stuck in a rut and unable to improve their cultivation?
However... Xihe was willing to take out such a rare item just to exchange it for Jimo Fan to demonstrate to him how to refine pills with the Ice Spirit Root.
Ji Mofan felt that this person still had the same purpose as when he handed over the flower wreath: to find an excuse to give him a gift that suited his tastes in order to improve his favorability.
However, this time Ji Mo Fan did not refuse again.
This item is beneficial to him, and it was given to him voluntarily by Xihe, so there's no reason for him not to accept it.
Since he has already clearly refused to accept any relationship beyond friendship, and Xihe continues to stubbornly persist, then it's no longer his problem.
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