Ji Mofan found it hard to face his own expression.
What should he say?
You're a fool who says your future is to enter the Yuncang Sword Sect and suffer trials until you die once before you finally realize your mistakes.
"If you think it is, then it is; if you think it isn't, then it isn't." Finally, Ji Mofan said, "Your future, what you want to do, depends on yourself."
He vaguely felt that what Xie Qingya had said to him a couple of days ago was strangely similar to what he had just uttered.
Tsk, she's really easily influenced by others, even though she's only been a disciple for a short time.
The child nodded, looking a little confused. "But brother, aren't you amazing?"
He reached out and gently touched the Embracing Snow Sword at Ji Mo Fan's waist. Startled by the clanging sound of the sword, he quickly withdrew his hand.
"It...it doesn't seem to dislike me?" Xiao Jimo Fan hesitated as he raised his head.
Ji Mofan was somewhat surprised.
He originally thought that his talent for communicating with artifacts was something he had learned after embarking on the path of cultivation, through the process of guiding Qi into his body.
But now it seems that this is not the case?
Even though he was just a mortal, he already possessed the ability to sense the emotions of the crafted artifacts.
Xiao Wangyan suddenly chuckled softly, "You ask why I picked you up?"
He chuckled to himself for a while for no apparent reason, "Of course it's because you were originally the original being."
Ji Mo Fan didn't understand what he meant.
Although he has no memory of his life before the age of seven, it is certain that he has lived in the Yuncang Sword Sect since the age of eight.
Even if he had no connection with the Demon Lord, or even if he had been tainted with demonic energy, it would be impossible to hide it from the righteous cultivators of the entire sect.
And... what does "thing" even mean?
Seeing the question mark on Ji Mofan's face, Xiao Wangyan slightly relaxed the corners of his mouth, only curving a smile of interest, "You were created by the original body."
"Or rather, half of it was created by my power."
His words were nonsensical and baffling, so Ji Mo Fan looked down at his hands.
"You mean... I'm actually a product of weapon crafting? A puppet or something?" My head felt like it had been split in two by Xiao Wangyan's words.
Half of it was thinking, while the other half was empty, only a buzzing sound remained.
Xiao Wangyan poked Ji Mofan's head, "No wonder it was created by Lu Tong, it's so smart."
"Lu..." Ji Mofan was so startled by his provocation that he took a half step back, his mind racing.
In a flash, he suddenly realized something and subconsciously reached out to touch his collarbone.
He seemed to have had a scar here before, but it disappeared after being washed away by the spiritual spring water.
He didn't remember how he got there, and he had more than one scar from his time as a homeless person, so he never paid any attention to it.
Shuanghuang had previously mentioned that Lu Tong had a habit of leaving his own stamp on the collarbone of the puppets he created.
If, back then, this small piece of flesh was deliberately removed to conceal the fact that this body was originally a puppet...
"Are you reminiscing about the traces left by your former owner?"
Xiao Wangyan poked his forehead again, and this time the Demon Lord's tone was quite dissatisfied, "He has been dead for thousands of years. Your current master is me."
"Come on, call me 'master' and let me hear it?"
Ji Mofan slapped his hand away impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, how can a puppet become a living person?"
He is not only a person who can run, jump, and think; he even has the ability to embark on the path of cultivation. If he were a puppet, Heaven would never have given him such an opportunity.
“Besides, how could a puppet possibly grow up?” Ji Mofan pointed to the child next to him. “How could a child grow into an adult?”
Xiao Wangyan simply smiled and asked, "How do you know that a puppet's appearance can't change?"
How did he know?
Of course, this is true of all puppets throughout history. The moment they are created by a craftsman, all their features are fixed. To make any other changes, you have to remove the parts and replace them with new ones.
However, in Ji Mofan's memory, he had never experienced anything like this.
"Then you've underestimated Lu Tong." Xiao Wangyan chuckled. "The strongest weapon refiner in history, he has created countless miracles."
Ji Mofan's expression gradually turned somewhat unpleasant.
He spoke with a strained voice, "What evidence does the Demon Lord have to prove what you're saying?"
"Do you possess the ability to communicate with the products created through weapon crafting?" Xiao Wangyan asked him.
Ji Mofan subconsciously touched the Embracing Snow Sword hanging on his waist.
“Lu Tong also possesses this ability,” Xiao Wangyan continued. “When he refined you, he used his own flesh and blood as a catalyst.”
"...That's not enough to prove that the Demon Lord's words are true." Ji Mofan remained silent for a moment, then shook his head.
If Lu Tong possessed such talent three thousand years ago, it's hard to guarantee that another person with the same talent won't appear three thousand years later.
"Do you really hate my demonic energy?" Xiao Wangyan then changed the direction of his argument.
Ji Mo Fan frowned slightly and nodded.
He was indeed particularly resistant to Xiao Wangyan's demonic energy.
He was merely unaccustomed to other demonic cultivators, but when faced with Xihe, who carried Xiao Wangyan's soul, he felt genuinely disgusted.
"Because the power within you all comes from your true self," Xiao Wangyan said. "Demonic energy and spiritual energy are mutually antagonistic, so the righteous immortal destiny transformed from the power of your true self will be particularly resistant to the existence of your true self."
At this point, Xiao Wangyan pouted unhappily, "I originally wanted to make something to keep around me for fun, but I didn't expect that after I finished making it, it would turn into something that like poles repel each other."
Ji Mofan remained skeptical of his statement.
Demonic energy can be transformed into spiritual energy? He had never heard of such a strange technique.
"Anyway, that's the way it is." Seeing that he didn't believe him, Xiao Wangyan simply shrugged and said, "Believe it or not."
"The reason why Lu Tong's puppet is so exquisite is that its operation is not only driven by the insertion of spirit stones. Demonic energy and spiritual energy are mutually exclusive yet symbiotic. He injects a portion of demonic energy into it during the casting process as a guide, so that the puppet can breathe in and out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like a living person."
Ji Mo Fan frowned. He remembered that ever since he picked up the little puppet Shuang Huang, he had never heard him mention that his energy was running out.
He originally thought that Lu Tong had left him enough spirit stones, after all, he had been imprisoned alone in the Glazed Pagoda in the secret realm for so many years, and he was still able to come out alive and kicking.
However, Ji Mofan still found it difficult to accept what the Demon Lord had said.
Thinking about it carefully, aside from the different birth methods—everyone else is born from the womb while he is from a weapon-refining furnace—...
It doesn't seem to have anything special about it?
Perhaps he can be like other puppets, unscrewing off whatever is broken and replacing it?
"Stop thinking about it." Xiao Wangyan suddenly flicked Ji Mofan's forehead. "You can't take your arms and legs off and replace them with new ones."
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