Ning Weisheng had never met Zheng Xianchan in person, but he had heard of this amazing senior brother Zheng.
After all, looking at the five major sects, very few people throughout history would accept someone with dual spiritual roots as an inner disciple.
He himself is a rare exception, but after all, Yun Cang Sword Sect was not a very famous sect before, so this matter is not much of a topic of conversation.
However, Zheng Xianchan happened to become the disciple of Xie Qingya, who had been famous for hundreds of years, in Chaoming Palace, which ranked second in the cultivation world. He even managed to sit in the position of the chief disciple for more than a hundred years.
His only hobby is eating; his spiritual practice is a complete mess compared to his fellow disciples.
It sounds utterly absurd.
Therefore, it is understandable that absurd people do absurd things. Ning Weisheng accepted Ji Mofan's statement very smoothly in zero seconds.
"Then why did you set up a barrier in this cave, Junior Brother?" But Ning Weisheng didn't speak, so others asked from the side.
"Because I found someone here." Ji Mofan shrugged. "You guys are probably looking for this person too."
As he stepped aside to avoid everyone's view, the spiritual light illuminated the dark cave, revealing Qi Fengyu's true appearance as he leaned against the stone wall.
"Young Sect Master!"
Several voices rang out in unison, and immediately someone rushed in, bypassing Ji Mofan who was standing at the cave entrance, to examine the unconscious Qi Fengyu from head to toe.
"What exactly is going on?" Ning Weisheng suppressed his urge to step forward and turned to ask Ji Mofan.
He briefly explained to Ji Mofan why he had come here to look for someone.
Ji Mofan nodded in understanding, "I happened to find him in the woods. I don't know why he was lying there unconscious. He didn't have any fatal external injuries."
The disciples over there quickly checked him over and found that, just as Ji Mofan had said, although he had a lot of abrasions and bruises, they were all minor superficial injuries and would not have caused him to fall into such a state of unconsciousness.
"I examined his pulse, but I couldn't tell whether he had been poisoned or suffered internal injuries," Ji Mofan said.
The disciple on the other side nodded repeatedly, "Mhm."
"In short, he fell into a coma for unknown reasons." Ji Mofan turned his gaze from Qi Fengyu back to Ning Weisheng, "I was worried that something might happen if I left him in the woods, so I thought I would find a safe place for him to rest for the time being."
"And then you came."
Ning Weisheng watched as his fellow disciples surrounded Qi Fengyu, calling her name and pinching her philtrum, but Qi Fengyu did not respond to them at all.
"Thank you for your trouble, Junior Brother Jimo," he said. "In that case, we will take the young sect leader back with us. We will not disturb you any longer, Junior Brother Jimo. We will personally visit you another day to express our gratitude."
"No need, it was nothing, you can just forget about it." Ji Mofan shook his head.
Ning Weisheng could tell that he genuinely didn't want to bother him by going over there, and there wasn't a hint of politeness in his expression.
He felt a little disappointed, but he quickly took a deep breath to suppress his emotions and told the others to take Qi Fengyu back.
Ji Mofan watched their figures disappear into the dense forest, and Ning Weisheng even bowed to him from afar. He didn't respond, summoning his Embracing Snow Sword and flying away on his own.
Of course, this group of people couldn't figure out why Qi Fengyu was injured.
It wasn't poisoning, it wasn't external injury, it wasn't a hidden illness; rather, she was trapped in his illusionary formation and couldn't extricate herself.
To someone who doesn't understand formations, it looks like someone who's so sleepy they can't be woken up no matter how hard they try.
In the Yuncang Sword Sect, only Shen Yun can understand his methods. Although he is currently weakened and needs to recuperate because he forcibly removed the Soul Lamp, Qi Fengyu will definitely be able to wait for him to come and treat her.
The young master has always been in poor health, constantly suffering from both major and minor illnesses, and has tried countless medications.
Even if others don't show any objections on the surface, they will definitely have grievances in private.
Since he appears to be merely unconscious and not in any life-threatening danger, no additional medical treatment will be sought for him; keeping him alive is enough.
Since Shen Yun was able to inform Ji Mofan of Qi Fengyu's whereabouts before others with a single communication talisman, it's impossible that he would let him down afterward.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hide his own crooked thoughts.
Although he couldn't completely destroy Qi Fengyu, Ji Mofan wasn't worried at all, because he knew that the Yun Cang Sword Sect would come looking for him soon.
However, what he didn't expect was that before the Yuncang Sword Sect arrived, the Chaoming Palace arrived first.
"Chief Disciple?" Ji Mofan, still sitting in his chair with his sword in his arms, was so shocked by Xie Qingya's words that his eyes widened.
Xie Qingya nodded. "What do you think?"
"More than half of the disciples in Chaoming Palace already admired your strength, and the other half were assimilated after the Dao Inquiry Conference. Now, if you want to become the chief disciple, it's perfectly legitimate."
"We're just waiting for your nod."
Ji Mofan was not surprised that Xie Qingya said he would give him the position of chief disciple; he was surprised that it was done so simply, directly, and quickly.
You should know that when he took over as the chief disciple of the Yuncang Sword Sect last time, he first started by familiarizing himself with the sect's affairs for more than a month before he gained the recognition of the elders of each peak and obtained the position.
But here in the Chaoming Palace, everything seems to have become casual?
Even with his apprenticeship ceremony, if we disregard the uninvited audience, it seems that Xie Qingya was the only person who had to be present.
The entire apprenticeship ceremony ended with a simple kowtow, without any of the complicated steps of the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
He hasn't even seen the temple master's face yet.
"...Thank you all for your trust and for this honor. How could I possibly refuse?" After a long silence, Ji Mo Fan finally uttered a sentence.
"Actually, this job is disliked by everyone in the Chaoming Palace. Nobody wants to be tied up with sect affairs." Zheng Xianchan also arrived at some point, popping her head out from behind Xie Qingya, and handed Ji Mofan a string of roasted bird eggs.
"Here you go, junior brother, have a taste!"
"You'd better hurry up and call him Junior Brother." Jiang Shiyun floated in from outside the door, leaning against the door frame leisurely. "Otherwise, in a little while, Junior Brother will become Senior Brother."
"Is that right, junior brother? Call me 'senior sister' again and let me hear it."
Jimo Fan: ......
"Thank you, senior brother." What else could he say? He could only reach out and take the string of bird eggs.
Then she looked up at Jiang Shiyun and said, "Good morning, senior sister."
Jiang Shiyun immediately beamed, "So cute!"
Xie Qingya remained silent, standing aside watching them play.
He's already old, so he doesn't argue with the children anymore.
Moreover, even if Ji Mofan becomes the chief disciple of a sect, his seniority is still below his, and he still has to call him Master.
He didn't need to argue at all.
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