The Black God Sword, formed from soul fire, slashed through the air with a whoosh, striking Zheng Xianchan's celestial spirit directly, almost as if it would cut him in two.
Zheng Xianchan let out a howl and fell face-first onto the grass, getting a mouthful of grass leaves and dirt.
Sheng Xi then put the sword away with satisfaction.
He looked down at his hands with great interest. "Oh! This is... that method of communicating through the soul?"
"This is interesting; the texture is quite strange."
"Looks like you're still safe." Ji Mofan walked to his side.
"I've been hiding for almost two years, and I've encountered even more difficult times. A little more won't make a difference," Sheng Xi waved her hand.
By using one's soul to manifest the person being contacted, the appearance presented is the true appearance that no disguise can achieve.
The Sheng Xi standing before Ji Mo Fan at this moment was quite different from the face he had seen during this period, but it was exactly the same as the one he had seen at the Dao Asking Conference four years ago.
"You've been hiding for two years now—" Ji Mofan's voice suddenly rang out lightly, "Are you still willing to continue hiding?"
Sheng Xi paused as she looked down at her semi-transparent body.
His gaze slowly rose, landing on Ji Mofan standing there. "What do you mean?"
“Since the entire cultivation world is looking for you, why not stop hiding?” Ji Mofan said. “If you just step forward, nothing will happen.”
"What kind of joke is this, about immortals and demons!" Sheng Xi shouted, almost cutting off Ji Mofan's words. "Me? Stand up? And then prove that the chief disciple of Chaoming Palace two years ago didn't actually perish, but fell into demonic possession? And the entire sect covered for a demonic cultivator?"
"Are you crazy or have you taken the wrong medicine?"
Ji Mofan raised his hand and made a downward pressing motion. "Calm down, don't get so agitated, let me finish."
"Think carefully about whether your time in the cultivation world has attracted anyone's attention."
Seeing Ji Mofan's calm and composed demeanor, Sheng Xi's burning emotions inexplicably cooled down.
He took a deep breath. "No, I haven't been to crowded places at all lately. Even if there are special circumstances that I can't avoid, I'll wear a cloak and cover myself up completely."
It is true that Sheng Xi carries demonic energy, but if it is only for a short time and there is no danger, he can temporarily use the Demon-Binding Rope to seal the demonic energy in his dantian and pretend that he is a mortal without spiritual power.
At other times, as long as you are vigilant, you can avoid people before you come into contact with them.
"Have you ever made any enemies before?" Ji Mofan asked again.
“There are many.” Sheng Xi picked at his ear. “Not to mention others, even someone as good-tempered as you has been thinking about me ever since the Dao Asking Conference four years ago, right?”
Jimo Fan: ......
Well, this path is simply not viable for Sheng Xi.
"So, you don't even know who is targeting you or why." He gave up on asking for conditions before explaining and went straight to the point, "I told you to stand up so that the person hiding in the shadows would show themselves."
"Otherwise, if we stay in this state of the enemy being in the dark while we are in the light, things will just remain stuck here and unresolved. Do you really want to hide in the shadows forever?"
Sheng Xi curled her lip, "Stop trying to fool me with this self-righteous act. To put it bluntly, you just want me to come out as bait to lure the big fish into the trap, don't you?"
"I am the bait, and you are the angler. If the big fish is too heavy for you to catch, you can simply let go and save yourself."
"But I wasn't so lucky."
Ji Mofan narrowed his eyes. "In your eyes, am I such an untrustworthy person? After all, we had a life-or-death bond in the Demon Realm."
Sheng Xi remained unmoved, even turning back to the array where Ji Mofan had summoned him, squatting down to study how to sever the connection.
"Can you bear to see Chaoming Palace suffer because of you?" Ji Mofan's voice suddenly entered his ears again.
Sheng Xi paused slightly as she reached out to scrape the runes on the ground, then continued. "It's not like I begged them to save me; they did it on their own."
"Besides, during my time as the chief disciple of the Chaoming Hall, I contributed a great deal to the sect. Every single disciple in the sect has received some kindness from me. I didn't ask for anything in return back then, but now that I need their help, what's wrong with them making a little sacrifice for me?"
Ji Mo Fan didn't say anything more.
Sheng Xi tried for a long time but to no avail, and the quiet atmosphere made her feel a little awkward.
He was about to look up and change the subject by asking Ji Mofan how to cut off the contact when his gaze fell upon a look that was a mixture of disappointment and contempt.
Ji Mo Fanming didn't say anything, but his eyes seemed to say a thousand words.
Sheng Xi gritted her teeth.
"I give up. Why did you have to choose such an extreme and violent method?" He stood up from the ground, his tone showing annoyance. "It's just a rumor. As long as I don't show up, they won't be able to get evidence that Chaoming Palace is protecting demonic cultivators."
"The worst thing about rumors is time. If it just drags on like this, those gossipy commoners will eventually forget about it as just something to talk about over tea and after dinner."
"Why do you have to make such a big fuss when you could have solved it without doing anything?"
"It's for you," Ji Mofan said.
Sheng Xi: "Huh?"
He stared at Ji Mofan in disbelief, then reached out his intangible hand and poked Ji Mofan's forehead hard. "Are you talking in your sleep? You're using me as a target, and you're saying it's for my sake?"
“Although the concept of inner demons doesn’t exist for demonic cultivators,” Ji Mo Fan sighed, “you had to leave the cultivation world two years ago because of your fall into demonic possession, which must have been a knot in your heart to some extent.”
A righteous cultivator needs to restrain himself and return to propriety, so when he cannot obtain certain things, inner demons will quietly fester.
However, demonic cultivators are those who cultivate in response to desires. When their desires cannot be satisfied, they will not develop inner demons, but will only cause their cultivation to stagnate.
Although cultivators who have gone astray in their cultivation must start from scratch, they will still progress much faster than true beginners. However, Sheng Xi's strength has remained at the same level for some time now, not even reaching the level he had when he stepped onto the arena of the Dao Inquiry Tournament four years ago.
It's either that he's being careless and negligent, or something is holding him back from moving forward.
Ji Mofan used to think it was his Wushen Sword, but even though he returned the Wushen Sword to its rightful owner by chance, Sheng Xi's cultivation showed no signs of weakening.
Seeing his unusual reaction to the exposure of his identity today, Ji Mo Fan made the following guess.
Judging from the looks of it, he's probably got it pretty close to the truth.
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