“Regardless of whether the former chief intended to bring about this situation, we have no choice but to bow down to him.” Yan Qishi patted the armrest of her chair.
The commotion wasn't too great; even in her fury, the beautiful woman maintained her elegant demeanor.
She had considerable seniority in the Yuncang Sword Sect, and her disciples were all quite capable. The others would give her face to some extent and wouldn't dare to contradict her.
“Even if we wanted to bring him back, he probably wouldn’t even look at us poor folks now.” The speaker was Ji Yunhong. “He has already climbed up to a high branch like the Chaoming Palace, and now he has won first place on the Heavenly Ranking of the Dao Inquiry Conference. He is the most outstanding figure among the younger generation of cultivators today.”
"They've looked down on us for a long time."
"Elder Ji, there's no need for such sarcasm." Shen Yun, who had been silent all along, suddenly raised his head. "Isn't it just that you think that with Xiao Fan not here and the position of chief vacant, your disciple Ning Weisheng has become the only candidate?"
"Elder Ji, don't forget that Ning Weisheng was already cultivating under your tutelage long before Xiao Fan entered the sect."
"He joined the school earlier and had a chance to compete for the chief position earlier than Xiao Fan. But at that time, the chief position was left unused rather than let him sit in it."
"Isn't it just that the sect doesn't acknowledge his strength at all?"
"Shen Yun!" Ji Yunhong was so enraged by Shen Yun's blatant provocation that his beard and eyebrows flew wildly across his face. He roared, calling Shen Yun by his full name, "Stop spouting nonsense!"
"I'll let it slide for the sake of you losing two disciples, but don't push your luck!"
Shen Yun seemed to want to say something more, but before he could speak, Yan Qishi stood up and said, "That's enough!"
"The sect is already struggling to survive externally, and now you want to stir up internal strife? With internal and external troubles at the same time, do you really want to destroy the sect?!"
Her voice was stern; it was rare for a gentle person to show such sharpness, which made both of them lower their heads and shut up.
But while Shen Yun and Ji Yunhong remained silent, Yan Qishi continued her barrage of attacks.
"You!" She pointed at Ji Yunhong, "You only care about the interests of your own peak. For so many years, you have always helped your relatives and ignored the truth, and you even call it protecting your own people."
"And you, Shen Yun, are most adept at being generous with other people's money, not even sparing the true teachings of your own disciples!"
Yan Qishi doesn't usually have a strong presence. Most of the time, he sits quietly to the side, occasionally offering a smile and a helping hand to others.
But now, with his sharp edge on display, his combat power is terrifying. Not only Shen Yun and Ji Yunhong, but also several elders present were all scolded by him.
Except when it was Elder Zhao Zhiliang's turn, she paused slightly.
"Throw away all those damn storybooks of yours!" That was the only thing she could come up with at the end.
Zhao Zhiliang's body trembled, and he deflated.
But he didn't actively seek them out; they were all confiscated from his disciples.
In order to understand his disciples' thoughts and get closer to them, he looked at what they liked. Isn't that normal?
But seeing Yan Qishi burning everyone like fire, he swallowed his words.
I dare not say it, not even a little bit.
After scolding everyone, Yan Qishi felt much better, but the others looked like they'd been hit by frost, all hanging their heads and unable to lift their heads.
"Does anyone else think we shouldn't take the initiative to approach the Chief now?" She took a sip of tea to moisten her voice, which was a little hoarse from speaking so harshly, and her gaze swept over everyone present.
Everyone was jolted as if an ice cube had been shoved down their necks; no one dared to voice any objections anymore, and they all hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Yan Qishi nodded in satisfaction and turned to Shen Yun, "Elder Shen, the former chief disciple was once your disciple. I'm entrusting the task of finding him again to you."
Shen Yun's expression immediately turned as bitter as if he had eaten a pound of bitter melon.
It is true that Ji Mofan was once his true disciple, but Shen Yun was also the person with whom he had the most strained relationship in the entire Yun Cang Sword Sect.
He didn't feel he had any face in front of the other party at all. If they were really standing face to face, Shen Yun was afraid that Ji Mofan would suddenly draw his sword and attack him.
But faced with the intense gazes of seven pairs of eyes in the hall, especially Yan Qishi's, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod.
Yan Qishi then withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.
That's right. You have to eat the bitter fruit you sowed.
She had always admired Ji Mofan, this junior, and now that her own interests were being harmed, she naturally wouldn't stand idly by as before.
Although she doesn't like getting involved in other people's affairs, if someone tries to infringe on her interests, she'll have to find a different way to live.
Everyone should just give up on life.
*
Ji Mofan anticipated that the Yun Cang Sword Sect would come looking for him.
But no one expected that Shen Yun would come to visit in person.
This was not a privilege that Ji Mofan used to receive. The last time Shen Yun took him out was when they went to Changfeng Valley together.
Moreover, while it was ostensibly to seek justice for him, it was actually because Qi Fengyu needed the Azure Phoenix Demon Core in Fang Xian's possession.
"Elder Shen, what brings you here?" He and Shen Yun had long since lost all pretense of civility. Last time, the illusionary formation he used to trap him had effectively ended all their past relationship. So this time, Ji Mo Fan simply stopped pretending and leaned back in his chair while speaking to him, not even sitting up straight.
Shen Yun didn't point out his mistakes.
From a personal standpoint, he was the one asking for a favor this time, so he should have been more humble.
Logically speaking, since Ji Mofan and he were no longer in the same sect, there was no reason for juniors to respect seniors if they were to discuss it. He had no reason to act superior in front of the other party.
"What are you saying? We've known each other for over ten years. Do you think I wouldn't come to your esteemed hall if I didn't have something to say?" Shen Yun said with dry politeness, then turned the conversation to the purpose of his visit today.
“Xiao Fan, the Yun Cang Sword Sect needs your help right now,” he said. “The sect is being disturbed by rumors and gossip, and the disciples can’t cultivate in peace. They are also being targeted by disciples from other sects, and they face many obstacles, whether they are going to secret realms for training or carrying out demon-slaying missions.”
"I know you're unhappy with me, but Yun Cang Sword Sect is where you've lived for so many years. That land nurtured you, so you should at least feel some gratitude, right?"
"If it weren't for the old sect leader guiding me to that mortal town to find you, you'd probably still be wandering somewhere. Even if you don't care about others, shouldn't you at least think about Sect Leader Qi Yuan?"
"The sect leader was injured for unknown reasons a few days ago, which I mentioned to you last time. Elder Zhou of the Medical Peak cannot diagnose the cause of the illness, and the sect is discussing going outside to find other treatment methods."
"But given the current reputation of the Yun Cang Sword Sect, no renowned alchemist would want to be associated with it..."
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