Ji Mo Fan couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart.
To be honest, it would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.
Even in acting, no one has ever acted as if they care about themselves so much.
But the hurts that have already happened to him mean that he is not able to open his heart easily.
Thinking about this, he felt a rare sense of guilt.
I couldn't help but put more effort into giving guidance.
Half an hour passed in a flash. Ji Mofan helped Ge Gen put away the sword manual, and then, under his questioning gaze, grabbed him by the back of his collar.
The Snow-Embracing Sword was drawn from its sheath, drawing a semicircle in the air, carrying a chilling spiritual energy as it passed beneath his feet.
Ji Mofan leaped lightly, instantly lifting everyone into the air.
"Wow!" Ge Gen's eyes, mouth, and even nostrils widened in surprise.
"This is flying on a sword," Ji Mofan said. "When you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, you can fly on your own too."
“However, within the Yuncang Sword Sect’s territory, you can only let me carry you,” he said. “Who told you to give up the opportunity to become a true disciple?”
Within the inner sect of the Yuncang Sword Sect, only disciples of the rank of elder or higher are permitted to fly on their swords.
When this scope is expanded to the entire Yun Cang Sword Sect, only true disciples and above can fly on swords.
Everyone else had to rely on their light-footed skills to walk.
There was no precedent for a disciple accepting apprentices before the disciple had completed his apprenticeship.
Although the Chief Sect Leader wields more power than the Elders in many ways, Ji Mo Fan is ultimately a step below him in terms of seniority. Before officially becoming the Sect Leader, even when accepting disciples, he could only make Ge Gen an ordinary inner disciple.
"I love it when Master takes me flying!" Ge Gen didn't seem unhappy at all. Her eyes sparkled as she hugged his arm, suspending herself in mid-air and watching the scenery rush past her feet.
"By the way, I haven't asked yet how your mother and mother-in-law are doing?" Ji Mofan asked belatedly.
“My mother-in-law passed away six months ago.” Ge Gen’s lips twitched down a few degrees. “My mother found a man and wanted to remarry, but her husband’s family disliked her because she had a child from a previous marriage.”
He pointed to the tip of his nose. "That's me. That's why I came out!"
"You ran away from home?" Ji Mofan was startled.
"No, no! I told my mother!" Ge Gen hurriedly waved his hand. "My mother even prepared travel expenses and dry food for me for the whole journey."
"She was worried about this and that before she left, and I had to comfort her and tell her not to think so much."
He chuckled foolishly, "I said, Immortal Master Jimo is an incredibly kind person. He saved me once, and he certainly wouldn't abandon me now that I'm willing to be his slave!"
“I don’t need you to do this…” Ji Mo Fan chuckled.
He really missed out on an extraordinary person in his past life.
The thought that Ge Gen had inexplicably perished in some obscure secret realm in his previous life made Ji Mo Fan feel a tightness in his chest.
He saved many people he shouldn't have saved in the past, but missed the people who were truly important to him.
Taoli Hall celebrated its annual open day today.
Disciples specifically responsible for cleaning had already prepared the area in advance and arranged all the tools needed for the apprenticeship ceremony.
The old sect leader is still in seclusion, so Ji Mo Fanlai will still be seated in the main seat today.
He didn't need to do anything; he just needed to stand there and wait for each disciple to come and serve him tea.
Ge Gen was the first to come and perform the apprenticeship ceremony.
Based on his performance at the recruitment conference and his standing among the attendees, he rightfully deserves to be number one.
"Master above, your disciple Ge Gen..." Ge Gen suddenly stopped speaking.
The downside of the first one is that there are no other people's auspicious sayings for him to copy as answers.
"I am willing to serve my master like a cow or a horse!"
Ji Mofan could already hear someone bursting into laughter.
You really can't blame anyone else. If Ji Mofan hadn't taken this child in, he would have laughed too.
This child is just... a little too cute.
I should have taught him how to speak properly.
I wonder if he'll feel embarrassed when he looks back on this day when he grows up.
Ji Mofan accepted the teacup offered by him with a normal expression, took a perfunctory sip, and then picked up a glass lampshade from the table behind him.
With a touch of his spiritual power, he lightly tapped the top of the lampshade with his fingertip.
The six glass panels then opened out in all directions like flower petals, while the lid floated above.
A white light flew out from Ge Gen's forehead and landed in the soul lamp in Ji Mo Fan's hand.
"Whoosh!"
White light wrapped around the lamp wick inside, instantly turning it from white to blue.
The flames burned fiercely, and the soul fire emitted a faint blue light, so intense that a single glance could steal one's soul.
Ji Mofan raised his hand and pressed down, slamming the lampshade lid shut.
The six-petaled glass closed up, trapping the restless soul fire within.
The flames crashed wildly within, causing even the glass walls to tremble subtly.
The intricate patterns on the lampshade shimmered slightly, and the spiritual energy flowing within them burst forth with chilling electric light.
Eventually, things calmed down.
The words "kudzu root" gradually appeared on the nameplate.
Ji Mofan turned around and placed the disciple's soul lamp on the peach and plum tree behind him.
The branches that extend down slowly rise, and the new soul lamps immediately merge into the old lamp cluster.
Looking up, the glass lampshade was so transparent that it was almost invisible, leaving only the blue soul fire burning in a vast expanse. The entire peach and plum tree seemed like a towering ancient tree with lush branches and leaves, quietly watching the Yun Cang Sword Sect prosper.
He unconsciously turned his gaze to the other side.
A soul lamp hanging where the gaze falls is also burning quietly, with specks of ice flowers forming on the surrounding glass surface.
That was his soul lamp.
The rule of the Peach and Plum Tree is that whoever hangs the soul lamp there must also be the one to take it down.
Unless the operator dies, or something changes within the Yuncang Sword Sect itself.
That's why Ji Mo Fan hung up the kudzu root's soul lamp without any reservations.
Judging from the child's attitude, if he wants to leave the Sword Sect in the future, there's a 99% chance he'll make a fuss and insist on leaving with us.
If he is unable to do this due to circumstances, it will be a laughing stock.
Otherwise, he could have easily taken away Shen Yun's last spot as a true disciple.
The apprenticeship ceremony is still ongoing.
None of the elders accepted any true disciples this time, but even outer disciples were required to bow to the elder in charge of them at the apprenticeship ceremony.
The Yuncang Sword Sect has eight peaks. Apart from the Medicine Peak and the Weapon Peak, the elders of the other six peaks each have their own specialties.
Disciples can choose freely according to their own interests, and elders generally will not refuse the joining of an ordinary disciple.
After all, usually only the achievements of true disciples are linked to their master; as for others...
If they have learned well, it is because the elders have taught them effectively.
If you don't learn well, who will even know who you are?
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