In the past, although the number of disciples under the elders of the various peaks of the Yuncang Sword Sect varied, they had managed at most two or three hundred people. But now, even the Medicine Peak and Weapon Peak, which had the fewest members, have reached this number of disciples.
There are only eight elders currently, which makes it difficult to take care of so many disciples.
Everything else was fine, but this one point never received anyone's approval.
It's easy to understand, since having an extra elder seat means that some of the resources you have will have to be given to someone else, and nobody wants to cut into their own cake.
The result is that all disciples are managed horizontally. If you encounter an elder who is willing to spend time on the younger generation, that's a good thing, but if it's an elder who shirks responsibility...
Ji Mofan shut out all these unnecessary thoughts from his mind.
What are you thinking about? He's already wearing the disciple's robes from the Chaoming Palace.
Instead of worrying about whether the disciples of the old master can grow up well, you should focus on the menu of Xiaoling Sect and see what can be moved to Chaoming Palace.
tasty.
"So you came all this way in the middle of the night to send me a communication token," Li Jinchu said, looking at Ji Mofan, who was happily munching on a chicken leg in front of her. "You didn't just come here to freeload a meal, did you?"
He was originally quite confident in his ability to judge people, but he had just failed with Ji Mofan, so he was no longer keen to guess.
It's embarrassing to guess wrong in front of a child, so it's better to just ask.
Ji Mo Fan ate the whole chicken leg, and even licked the sauce off his fingers without any regard for appearances.
The ingredients are all of high quality, and each seasoning is made from valuable medicinal herbs. The chefs at the canteen are also exceptionally skilled. Ji Mo Fan has endured many hard times, and he is determined not to waste anything that can be avoided.
People don't care, they can just throw things away, but food is different.
Li Jinchu's brow twitched upon seeing this.
Oh no, it's even more like a puppy now, licking its paws after it finishes eating.
“You probably wouldn’t believe me if I said I had no other purpose.” Just as he was lost in thought, Ji Mofan’s voice brought him back to his senses, “But at least my actions to achieve this purpose were just to take a stroll around.”
Although he wanted to confront the Supreme Venerable one directly to resolve the issue, Ji Mofan didn't intend to rush in recklessly. He was indeed just here to stroll around and see what the inner sect layout of the Xiaoling Sect looked like.
Ji Mo Fan, having grown up listening to the legends of the Supreme Venerable, was unwilling to easily convict someone based solely on his feelings and hearsay.
He had only known that the Supreme Venerable was now in the Xiaoling Sect, but he had never seen what his cave dwelling looked like. He hadn't seen any particularly remarkable buildings along the way with Li Jinchu.
Li Jinchu watched him eat another chicken wing.
He took out a token from his Qiankun bag, and pushed the small plaque with the character "Xiao" engraved on it in front of Ji Mofan.
“This is the sect token of the Xiaoling Sect. Holding this token allows you to move freely within the sect except for the Supreme Venerable Hall,” he said. “I think you should need this.”
Ji Mofan swallowed the half-piece of chicken in his mouth and lowered his eyes to stare at the sect token with flowing spiritual light on the engraved pattern.
"Where is the Hall of the Supreme Venerable One?" He looked up and asked casually.
Li Jinchu's lips curled up slightly. "It's located in the center of the inner gate area, slightly to the east. The entrance is a rockery shrouded in mist. Once you see it, just go around it."
After clearing away the last bit of food from the table, Ji Mofan clapped his hands, used a cleaning spell to make himself clean, and then reached for the token.
It was past the normal dinner time, but there were still a few Xiaoling Sect disciples in the dining hall.
The disciples of the Xiaoling Sect wear dark black robes. Even though disciples are allowed to modify the design, most people still wear dark colors.
So a person dressed in a sunset gold robe sat at a table, while opposite him sat a person in a black robe adorned with dazzling jewels, making them stand out in the otherwise quiet dining hall.
"Isn't that Senior Brother Li?"
"You should start calling me Senior Brother now."
"Oh... But who is the person sitting opposite him? I've never seen him in the sect before."
"You don't recognize him? That's Ji Mo Fan!"
"...Why should I get to know him? Is he famous?"
"Have you gone mad from seclusion? News about him has been spreading like wildfire throughout the cultivation world lately!"
"So why is he in our sect? And why is he sitting at the same table as our senior brother?"
"They seem to have a good relationship..."
"My senior brother's eyes are so gentle, sob sob."
"Are you blind? He looks at stones with that same expression."
"I don't believe it! They definitely have some unspeakable secrets going on between them! That's what they write in the stories!"
"Be careful when you go back after your holiday, or your senior brother will find an excuse to train you hard."
"Hehe, doesn't that just prove he's guilty? I'll be the stepping stone for their love."
"That's ridiculous... But seriously, did anyone see what they were doing just now? Were they really just eating normally?"
"That's right, Senior Brother was the champion of the last Inquiry Tournament. The competition isn't over yet, so he might be passing on some secret techniques."
“I’ve been sitting here the whole time, and all I’ve seen is Ji Mofan eating that roast chicken.”
"Aren't the disciples of your sect a little too idle?" Ji Mofan turned the token over and over to look at it, but before he could figure it out, he was annoyed by the rustling around him.
Li Jinchu smiled apologetically at him, then glanced at the group of disciples gathered in the distance.
The senior brother's presence was clearly very intimidating. The voices immediately disappeared as if they had been doused with cold water. Even the disciples who had rushed to the scene to watch quickly left, as no one wanted to stay in this place of trouble except for those who were truly hungry.
Nonsense, do you want to stay behind and be used as an example by your senior brother for a lesson?
They used to only have tonics on public holidays, except for disciples' days off and New Year's Eve and Mid-Autumn Festival.
Having finally made it to the quadrennial Daoist Conference, no one wants to make things difficult for themselves.
Ji Mofan withdrew his gaze from the corner of his eye.
There's really no comparison between people. If he were in the Yun Cang Sword Sect, he certainly wouldn't be able to achieve this level.
You have to say some nice, high-sounding words to coax them away.
He also understood the sect token in his hand; it was a "key" that could be used to unlock the sect's protective formation.
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