Xiao Wangyan understood Ji Mofan's concerns, so apart from verbally complaining, he did not take any action.
After drinking half a cup of tea, the owner of the small house finally arrived late.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I was busy with other patients in the back and delayed entertaining guests. Please don't mind." The tall, thin middle-aged man hurriedly ran out from the back, brushing off the large and small pieces of herbal medicine from his clothes as he entered the room.
It looks like he rushed over here right after leaving the alchemy room, without even changing his clothes.
"It was my unauthorized visit without a formal invitation. I hope you will forgive my rudeness, senior." Ji Mo Fan rose and bowed to him, his gaze unconsciously sweeping over him.
He appeared to be around forty years old, with a noticeable amount of white hair mixed in with his once-black hair. His hair was tied up very casually, with several strands hanging loosely outside, swaying as he ran.
He was wearing a gray robe with layers of old stains that were clearly visible, indicating that it had been soaked in many times and could not be washed off.
Despite his disheveled appearance, he didn't look dirty at all, and his facial features and expression were quite energetic.
My first impression of Jimo Fan was not bad.
After all, he wanted to take her to see Qi Yuan for treatment, and he wouldn't take any extra risks if she seemed unreliable.
The middle-aged man waved his hand, casually sat down in the chair next to Ji Mofan, poured himself a cup of tea, and waved away Xiao Xu, who wanted to serve him.
"Are you Ji Mofan?" He asked directly after taking a sip of tea.
“Indeed.” Ji Mofan was not surprised that the other party recognized him. “I have long admired Master Peng’s name, and today I finally have the opportunity to meet him.”
His face was already quite well-known after the Dao Asking Conference four years ago, and the contract in his hand was handed to him by Changfeng Valley. They must have informed him of this change to prevent being caught off guard.
This alchemist, who was at the Tribulation Transcending stage, was surnamed Peng and had the given name Ruo.
Interestingly, Peng Ruo only appeared in the public eye not long ago.
If Changfeng Valley hadn't claimed to have found a reclusive alchemy master, probably no one would know his name.
How did a reclusive alchemist, with no connections and no resources, manage to cultivate his alchemy skills to the point of transcending tribulation?
It is important to understand that alchemy is different from swordsmanship. A swordsman can break through all laws with a single sword with a broken iron sword, but an alchemist, apart from having a suitable alchemy furnace, consumes a large amount of medicinal materials with each of their cultivation practices.
It can be said that his cultivation level was achieved by spending money.
Peng Ruo secretly and without anyone knowing that he had been forced to undergo tribulation.
Ji Mofan was curious whether there was something hidden behind him, including the medicine boy's mention that he had a patient who had been receiving treatment here for many years before he became famous.
However, he has more important things to do now.
"The contract from Changfeng Valley has given me an opportunity to invite you to come out of seclusion. I would like to ask you to make a trip to Yuncang Sword Sect." Ji Mofan finished the pleasantries and got straight to the point.
"Didn't you already leave the Yun Cang Sword Sect?" Peng Ruo immediately exclaimed in surprise. "And I heard that you had a rather unpleasant falling out with them."
Ji Mofan's lips twitched slightly.
He never expected that an alchemist who had gone into seclusion in the deep mountains and forests would be so well-informed.
"There are some contradictions, but my personal relationship with certain people in the sect is still acceptable," Ji Mofan replied vaguely.
Peng Ruo scratched his head. "Okay... but are you leaving now?"
"I must get an answer within three days," Ji Mofan said. "If you cannot agree, I will not force you. I will find someone else. You need not feel any burden."
Peng Ruo scratched her head again, "It's not that I have any burden..."
"Your Highness, what do you think?"
He suddenly looked up at the door and called out.
Ji Mo Fan had sensed someone in that direction earlier, but since this was someone else's territory, he couldn't easily extend his divine sense to investigate further. It was only when it was mentioned in the conversation that he turned his head to look.
Upon looking at her, her eyes widened slightly. "Nanxun?"
The person standing at the door was dressed in a white shirt with a black outer robe casually draped over their shoulders for warmth. A familiar black metal mask covered their face, completely obscuring their appearance.
Ji Mofan recalled the time point that Xiao Xu had mentioned earlier.
Five or six years ago, Nanxun was found in the cellar by Jimo Fan and sent back to Hewang Kingdom.
This explains why Peng Ruoneng was able to quietly cultivate himself into a Tribulation Transcending stage alchemist.
Although Crane-Looking Kingdom is a small country, even a sesame seed is still a piece of meat, and it is not a problem for the national treasury to support an alchemist.
"Are you receiving treatment?" Ji Mofan blinked.
"Yes, what a coincidence." Nan Xun's voice sounded a little clearer, probably because she had just undergone treatment. "It's not impossible for me to give you my time. Anyway, this is a chronic illness that I've been suffering from for many years. I won't die even if I don't get treatment, but it's a bit painful."
Ji Mo Fanxin's words didn't seem to imply that he wanted to "give up."
"Do you have any conditions?" he asked.
Nan Xun snapped her fingers. "Let me go with you to join the fun."
Ji Mofan slowly tilted his head. "Huh?"
He looked at Peng Ruo beside him, then pointed at Nan Xun standing at the door, "Is he really sick?"
Peng Ruo innocently shrugged, "Yes, but in recent years, there have often been times when His Highness has not been able to receive timely treatment due to various reasons, so he has gotten used to the pain."
Nan Xun adjusted the mask on his face. He felt that he had been insulted, but he had no evidence.
Ji Mo Fan didn't really doubt Nan Xun's health condition.
Back then, in that gloomy cellar, he witnessed Nan Xun being reduced to nothing but skin and bones. Who knows how much they sacrificed to recover from that state and still look human?
It would be strange if it didn't leave any aftereffects.
In the end, the group still went to the Yuncang Sword Sect together.
Xiao Wangyan was sent away by Ji Mofan. He was only invited along to be a background character. All he did on the way was eat berries and spit out the pits. He might as well go back to Qianhe Tower, where there would be people to take care of him.
When Ji Mofan sent a message to Elder Zhou of the Medical Peak of the Yuncang Sword Sect using a communication talisman, the latter was completely stunned.
Ji Mofan was taken aback that he would actually be willing to go to great lengths for the Hidden Cloud Cang Sword Sect.
How could he possibly have the opportunity to communicate with that legendary reclusive master?
What surprised Ji Mofan the last was that he said they were almost at the mountain gate?
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