Even if the opponent's strength is built on rare and precious materials and their realm is unstable, the spiritual power accumulated within their spiritual platform is genuinely much greater. Challenging someone of a higher level won't be so easy.
Ji Mofan is someone who has done such things before. Not to mention the distant past, his ability to kill Qingluan in the Eclipse Secret Realm last time was largely due to trickery.
Qingluan was already injured when she met him, and her strength was greatly reduced. He also secretly set up a sword formation and attacked when he was not paying attention.
The final victory was only a narrow one; he had almost exhausted all his spiritual power.
But the disciple surnamed Lin in front of him was different. He was very relaxed during the battle, and even seemed to be teasing his opponent.
This disciple is named Lin Ju'an. He is an inner disciple belonging to the peak under Yan Shiqi's command, and is one of the few male disciples among them.
His fighting style also shows that he is a descendant of Yan Shiqi.
On the small arena, he was like an elusive eel, slipping and sliding around everywhere.
As if able to predict the opponent's actions, each time they can nimbly dodge away from their original position a second before the next attack lands.
His energy, spiritual power, and patience were gradually drained from the disciple surnamed Liang, to the point that his sword-wielding hand became slightly deformed, revealing a huge opening.
With a flash of sword light, surging water elemental energy instantly filled the entire arena.
The longsword was suddenly reversed in Lin Ju'an's hand. He gripped the hilt and pressed it against the heart of his opponent.
"Brother Liang, you flatter me," he said.
Suddenly, applause came from afar.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it, including the two people who had just finished a battle on the field.
In the clear blue sky, a solitary figure in dark blue stood alone.
Ji Mo Fan hovered in mid-air on his sword, looking down at everyone present with disdain. His gaze seemed aimless, yet also intently focused on the two on the arena.
He slowly lowered his clapping hands.
"Senior Brother?"
"My god, when did Senior Brother arrive? I didn't feel it at all."
"Senior Brother is now at the Nascent Soul stage, how could you possibly discover his whereabouts so easily?"
"Why is our senior brother always appearing and disappearing like a ghost lately? What's he up to...?"
"Shh... You want to be punished for speaking ill of someone to their face, but I don't."
"Why are you so nervous? Everyone knows that our senior brother has always been tolerant of everyone."
"Don't you know? Recently, the disciples have been saying that our eldest brother has suddenly changed his personality because of some kind of shock."
The disciples' supposedly hushed discussions did not escape Ji Mofan's ears.
Although he still can't shake the bad habit of caring about other people's opinions of him, he can at least make himself appear nonchalant on the surface now.
Stepping on the Snow Embracing Sword, Ji Mo Fan slowly descended from mid-air.
The wind lifted the hem of her dress, creating deep blue waves.
"Your footwork is quite good," he said to Lin Ju'an.
The latter deftly sheathed his longsword with a "whoosh," bowed to him, and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."
"Hiss... Can I say that? Senior Brother's outfit is actually a little bit good-looking..."
"Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me."
"I never thought my senior brother was that good-looking before."
"It's all because of the ugly disciple uniform of Yun Cang Sword Sect. It really overshadows Senior Brother's good looks."
"Now that you mention it, it's true. It seems like Senior Brother never wore anything other than his disciple's robes before."
"And have you noticed that Senior Brother's complexion has improved a lot recently?"
"It used to really describe someone as emaciated..."
"But wasn't it said that Senior Brother was seriously injured? He hasn't been paying much attention to sect affairs lately, so how come he's in worse condition than when he's healthy?"
"This shows that sect affairs are more time-consuming than injuries and illnesses."
Hmm, Ji Mofan was quite satisfied with this one.
Although he is not someone who cares much about his appearance, no one dislikes hearing compliments.
"I guess it's because the senior brother has an ice spirit root, which is a mutation of the water spirit root."
"Everyone with a water-elemental root is born with a good appearance."
"Isn't the young sect leader the same?"
"I used to think that the young sect leader was incredibly handsome, but now I think that the senior brother is just as good-looking as him."
"We are mortal enemies with water elemental roots. Senior Brother Lin also has a water elemental root. Let's fight them to the death."
...But he was still somewhat bothered by being compared to Qi Fengyu.
Ji Mofan doesn't want to hear his name and Qi Fengyu's name mentioned together anywhere right now.
Seeing that the topic was getting more and more outrageous, Ji Mofan glanced coolly at the disciples who were whispering to each other.
The buzzing flies instantly transformed into docile quails standing still.
"Your actions were decisive and swift. You also used the mechanisms quite skillfully." Ji Mofan turned his gaze back to Lin Ju'an. "But your swordsmanship is not agile enough."
"After the arena battles are completely over today, come find me and I'll give you some pointers on swordsmanship."
Ji Mo Fan noticed that Lin Ju'an's grip on the sword hilt tightened unconsciously.
"Yes, Senior Brother." Although he could hardly hide his nervousness, Lin Ju'an still bowed his head and cupped his hands in agreement.
It wasn't just the tension caused by being summoned by the chief disciple.
In fact, because of his identity as a water-elemental cultivator, Lin Ju'an was very averse to being alone with others, regardless of the reason.
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