Ge Gen's little head turned back and forth, biting the end of his chopsticks, glancing at Fang Xuan sitting opposite him and then at his master beside him.
Its bright little eyes kept blinking.
Something's not right. One out of ten things is definitely not right.
Ji Mo Fan's words were too ambiguous.
Although Ge Gen, being a child, couldn't understand much, he could only vaguely sense a strange, sticky feeling in the atmosphere around him.
If any adult were present, they would point at Ji Mofan and accuse him of using his beauty to seduce another family's talented junior.
But Ji Mofan himself was not really aware of it; he had no idea how ambiguous his words were.
Fang Xian was not the kind of person who would have ulterior motives. In his eyes, his Heavenly Crippled Seal was the only thing that could accompany him for the rest of his life.
A piece of wood and a block of ice were on the scene, wasting the rare good atmosphere.
Although kudzu is not a wood elemental root, its name contains the character for wood, so it can barely be considered half a wood elemental root.
"What help can a cultivator at the early Nascent Soul stage like you, even with a divine weapon in hand, possibly give me in the secret realm?" Fang Xuan said.
"Besides, how did you know that the Hidden Mist Realm would open in half a month?"
The cultivation world is dotted with secret realms of all sizes.
Some of them, like the Eclipse Realm, will open at specific times, in certain weather conditions, or when other conditions are met.
However, the Misty Realm does not belong to this category, and its opening conditions are unknown.
His appearances are completely unpredictable, sometimes occurring every few years, and sometimes, like this time, a century has passed since the last time it was activated.
Ji Mofan, feigning profundity, raised a finger and shook it, "It's a calculation, but heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."
He couldn't say that he knew because he had memories of his past life.
Although his actions have changed since his rebirth, causing many things to go astray, he is not actually sure whether the Misty Realm will open on time.
For example, he did not actually suffer serious injuries for Qi Fengyu, and the latter did not receive the help of the Azure Phoenix Demon Core.
Otherwise, Qi Fengyu would also be on the list for the trip to the Misty Secret Realm half a month later.
But his illness isn't feigned now; it's real. Even if Shen Yun and the others were willing to take him into the secret realm to try and gain some opportunities, he would probably refuse out of a sense of self-preservation.
"I won't go and cause trouble for everyone."
As Ji Mofan had predicted, Qi Fengyu indeed voluntarily withdrew at the mobilization meeting half a month later.
The Misty Realm was not affected by the butterfly effect of his rebirth and opened at the same time as in his previous life.
It's not surprising that Qi Fengyu would make such a decision. After all, even if he wasn't there, any good things he found in the secret realm would still end up in his pocket afterward.
It's always been like this.
That's how it is...
Qi Fengyu couldn't help but bite her lip and turn to look at Ji Mofan, who was sitting silently in the main seat above her, listening to their discussion about who would enter the secret realm.
"Senior Brother, if you come across a miraculous medicine that can cure me this time... could you bring it back for me?" The sickly beauty had a pale face and her watery eyes were full of pleading. Even the most hard-hearted person would probably be moved for a moment by her.
Unfortunately, Ji Mo Fan is a heartless person.
His heart and soul had been ripped out by Qi Fengyu in his previous life.
"Don't worry, Xiaoyu, I will do my best." Ji Mofan leaned against the armrest, his tone clearly perfunctory.
He even bent down and fiddled with the silk ribbon on his waistband, weaving little flowers.
He only promised to do his best, but he didn't promise anything else.
Qi Fengyu could only turn her gaze to Shen Yun.
"Xiao Yu, don't worry." Shen Yun indeed gave him a reassuring look.
“We will all help you,” Li Geyue added.
In the past two weeks, Li Geyue finally broke through his cultivation level from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core, obtaining the lowest level entry ticket to the secret realm.
Thinking about this, Ji Mofan found it funny.
Li Geyue is just a few months away from her seventeenth birthday, while Ji Mofan, at the age of seventeen, had already reached the late Golden Core stage and ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking of the Dao Inquiry Conference.
Even so, this was the result of Li Geyue using the cultivation resources of the collateral branch of the Li family to create something for himself.
Back then, Jimo Fan was completely clueless.
He was a helpless drifter, and every single person in the sect was more than willing to help him than to hinder him.
On the other hand, the reason why Li Geyue's cultivation progress is so slow is probably because he used some of his resources to curry favor with Qi Fengyu.
Yes, it's about ingratiating yourself.
In his previous life, Ji Mofan failed to see clearly and thought that everyone simply liked Qi Fengyu, who was beautiful but frail.
Regardless of gender, cultivators with water-elemental roots are generally considered attractive and appealing to both men and women.
But Li Geyue is clearly not the type to judge people by their appearance.
He was born into a collateral branch of the Li family, and he had an elder brother who was a direct descendant with even better cultivation talent. If he wanted to make a name for himself in this life, he could only pray that his elder brother would die unexpectedly, or he would have to find another way out for himself.
Qi Fengyu was another way out he found for himself.
At the time, the position of chief was vacant. Even though Qi Fengyu's talent and virtue were not enough to convince everyone, he was still the rightful young sect leader. Even if he could not succeed the old sect leader in the future, he could still live a life of luxury.
Besides his financial resources, his water-elemental root can also help him advance his cultivation to a higher level, killing two birds with one stone.
The Yuncang Sword Sect has always been protecting their poor young sect leader, who could probably be blown away by a strong wind.
Otherwise, with his physique, he would never have lived to adulthood.
Even if he barely made it to adulthood, his water-elemental root physique was still highly sought after in the cultivation world.
Ji Mofan had even vaguely heard that some sects that were scheming and devising unorthodox methods would specifically buy cultivators with water-elemental roots, lock them in cages, and use them exclusively for their disciples to engage in dual cultivation.
In his previous life, Ji Mofan married Qi Fengyu partly to protect him.
After all, their Dao Couple Ceremony had already begun preparations before the Dao Inquiry Conference started. At that time, Ji Mofan was not the pitiful wretch who caused an upset at the conference, but rather a dazzling figure who had won third place on the Heavenly Ranking at the age of seventeen and was the youngest chief disciple in the history of the Yun Cang Sword Sect. He was an unparalleled figure in the cultivation world at that time.
Even if someone covets Qi Fengyu's furnace physique, they'll have to consider their chances of winning against Ji Mofan.
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