Putting aside other issues, just because Qi Fengyu ran away from the sect or disobeyed orders while on training trips, Ji Mofan came to the Medical Peak no less than ten times to help him clean up the mess.
Who is Ji Mofan? He's the kind of person who, unless he's seriously injured and can't walk anymore, can still apply some wound medicine and keep working!
Thus, Ji Mofan was always happy to clean up Qi Fengyu's messes, and even agreed to become his Daoist partner some time ago. It was normal for him to conceal Qi Fengyu's mistakes and cover for him.
Or perhaps it's not so much a cover-up. Given Ji Mofan's personality, suppressing this matter and leaving it for the time being would most likely mean that he was continuing his investigation.
After all, what he said was not enough to convict Qi Fengyu.
Even if it can be proven that he was related to Li Geyue's accident, it still doesn't connect him with Qi Yuan's current state.
But... doubts have already begun to sprout.
"Young Sect Master?" Peng Ruo asked in confusion, "Where is he now? Why not just call him over for a face-to-face confrontation? Why go through all this trouble?"
“This…” Zhou Hengyu frowned in distress, “It’s because we can’t confront them… that our young sect leader is currently unconscious.”
"Elder Shen, who is skilled in formations, said that it looks like they've fallen into some kind of illusion. However, forcibly entering an illusion could harm the young sect leader's body, and besides, he's currently unable to use his magic..."
At this point, he glanced at Ji Mofan.
Since it's an array, if Shen Yun could recognize it, then Ji Mo Fan, who was once his eldest disciple, should also be able to recognize it.
Shen Yun is powerless to help now, but Ji Mo Fan might have a solution.
Upon receiving Zhou Hengyu's gaze, Ji Mofan sighed with a hint of helplessness, "Take me there and have a look."
This time, he entered Qi Fengyu's bedroom much more openly.
Qi Fengyu was still lying in bed asleep, completely immersed in a nightmare from which she could not wake up. Her expression was ugly, yet pitiful and endearing.
Ji Mofan sat on the edge of his bed, reached out to feel his pulse, and then touched his forehead.
Qi Fengyu unconsciously murmured something in her sleep.
He didn't make a sound, but anyone who could read his lips could tell that he was calling for his senior brother.
Zhou Hengyu wondered to himself, "Am I dreaming about Ji Mo Fan?"
“Indeed, as Elder Shen said, it is due to the illusion array.” Ji Mo Fan withdrew his hand and turned to look at the others. “I have a way to break it, but it will take time.”
Actually, it doesn't take any time at all; the formation he made himself can be broken in a second.
But Zhou Hengyu didn't know that Ji Mofan was just nodding hurriedly, "Okay, okay, Chief Ji Mo, what do you need?"
“We need some rare and precious materials that can replenish spiritual energy,” Ji Mofan said. “Not for my own use, but because the young sect leader’s body is too weak. He is trapped in the illusionary formation and cannot get any replenishment. Even if the formation is broken, he probably won’t wake up.”
Zhou Hengyu, without suspecting anything, responded and went out to prepare.
After he left, Peng Ruo became very interested in Qi Fengyu and thoroughly examined him from head to toe.
"Tsk tsk tsk, his meridians are in a ridiculous mess." He exclaimed. "He's used so many medicines on his body, he looks more like a medicine pot than our prince used to be soaking in medicine pots."
Ji Mofan glanced at Nan Xun, but unfortunately the latter was wearing a mask, so his expression was not visible.
"Didn't you say it would take time to break the formation?" Receiving his gaze, Nanxun raised her head and met his eyes through the gap in her mask.
“It will take time,” Ji Mofan nodded. “But I wrote this formation myself.”
Nanxun fell silent.
He should have known what kind of person Ji Mofan was long ago.
Things are different now than when the two met in the cellar many years ago.
...They are all different now.
Zhou Hengyu returned quickly after a quarter of an hour, taking out several bottles of pills from his Qiankun bag. "Are these enough for you?"
The Yuncang Sword Sect is not what it used to be. The use of all resources has become much stricter. Even if he is an elder of the Medical Peak, he has to use his words to get some less important pills.
Ji Mofan took the item without hesitation, used his spiritual power to transform one of the pills, and fed it to Qi Fengyu.
The eyelashes of the person lying in bed fluttered slightly.
Qi Fengyu slowly opened his eyes, his blank gaze blinking twice before clearing. After recognizing the person in front of him, he suddenly sprang up from the bed and pounced on Ji Mofan.
"Senior Brother!" His voice was a little hoarse from just waking up, as if it were damp from the moisture. Qi Fengyu even squeezed out two tears, but the feeling of them dripping onto Ji Mofan made him feel disgusted.
The reason Ji Mofan didn't dodge was that he took advantage of Qi Fengyu's lunging body as cover to quietly stuff the other pills that Zhou Hengyu had brought into his Qiankun bag.
"Am I dreaming? Is it really you?" Qi Fengyu said, refusing to let go of Ji Mofan, as if afraid that the latter would disappear if she moved her hand.
Even Zhou Hengyu couldn't help but feel a little sore.
He was right; the young sect leader and Ji Mofan shared a deep bond.
Ji Mofan was willing to protect his reputation while the suspicion was still pending, and Qi Fengyu also cherished the memory of his senior brother who had taken care of him for many years.
As Zhou Hengyu pondered, he seemed to sense that something was amiss, but before he could consider it further, he was interrupted by Qi Fengyu.
"Sorry, I didn't notice..." Seemingly just coming back to her senses from her joy, Qi Fengyu turned her head and noticed the others standing in her bedroom. She lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, "Elder Zhou, and these two...?"
Zhou Hengyu introduced Qi Fengyu to each of them, and the latter responded obediently to each one.
Ji Mofan was amazed. Just a moment ago, the two of them hated each other so much that they wanted to never see each other again, but now he could act like brothers.
He even felt that his earlier joking idea was correct: Qi Fengyu was suited to be an acrobat, the kind who acted in storylines.
Absolutely gifted.
However, Ji Mofan had no interest in playing the lovey-dovey game with him. He stood up directly after Qi Fengyu let go and retreated to a place a little further away from his bed.
As a result, Qi Fengyu was still not done acting. He watched as Ji Mofan's clothes slipped through his fingers, his eyes filled with regret.
Ji Mofan didn't want to look at him, so he turned his gaze to the other people in the room.
The only one completely fooled by him was Zhou Hengyu, while Peng Ruo next to him was curiously looking around at the novel ornaments in the room.
As for Nanxun...
When Ji Mofan looked over, their eyes met in mid-air.
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