In the days immediately after leaving home, Li Geyue often had sleepless nights, secretly holding portraits of her family and crying in bed.
One time, he accidentally overslept and was caught in the act by Ji Mofan, who came in to wake him up.
How could the young master bear to let anyone see him like this? He immediately kicked them out in his morning grumpiness.
Although I felt somewhat guilty afterward, I immediately realized that it was wrong of my senior brother to enter my room without knocking.
He decided that he would not apologize to Ji Mofan unless Ji Mofan said anything.
As it turned out, Ji Mo Fan really didn't have a temper at all.
In the evenings, she would come to his room to chat and play chess with him. Only after he fell asleep from exhaustion would she extinguish the candles and quietly leave the room.
Looking back now, Li Geyue realizes that Ji Mofan really did make her already bad temper even worse.
If someone cleans up your mess when you cause trouble, and someone coaxes you with kind words when you throw a tantrum, anyone would take that for granted and become arrogant!
It's all the eldest brother's fault. How could he just discard him like trash without giving him any time to adjust?
He did nothing wrong...
Furthermore, if anyone is to blame, it's the senior brother himself for not mentioning that he would be unhappy with some of his actions. Why should he apologize for something he didn't even realize was wrong?
He's not giving in to Ji Mofan right now; he just has a clear understanding of his own abilities and wants to get out of this stinking environment as soon as possible.
The disciple who was talking to Li Geyue watched his expression change from sunny to dark, and for the first time ever, he saw a look of guilt on the face of this young master who looked down on everyone just because he was from the Li clan.
Guilt? To whom does he feel guilty?
Following Li Geyue's gaze, he saw the bright figure flying at the very front of the group.
What about Jimo Fan?
Upon hearing Li Geyue's words, everyone no longer doubted the path that Ji Mofan had led them on.
After all, Ji Mofan and Li Geyue were both disciples of Shen Yun, and who in the Yun Cang Sword Sect did not know Shen Yun's mastery of formations?
After a long and winding journey, Ji Mofan and his group finally found the edge of the swamp.
They stopped on a dry hill. This time, without Ji Mofan's instructions, Ning Weisheng very consciously took charge of directing everyone to rest in an orderly manner.
In Jimo Fanle, finding a peaceful spot, he leaned against a crooked tree at a suitable angle and pretended to doze off.
It was rare to see that the other disciples of the Yuncang Sword Sect would also think of Ji Mofan, and they all lowered their noise when they saw him close his eyes.
Nonsense, our senior brother was injured just now and went to great lengths to find a way out for them. What's wrong with him resting for a while now?
While the extent of their concern is debatable, many are probably just worried that if they exhaust someone as capable as Ji Mofan as soon as they enter the secret realm, they will be even less able to compete with others for the subsequent seven days of training.
Especially in Changfeng Valley, there's Fang Xian eyeing it covetously.
It's fair to say that the people of Yun Cang Sword Sect were overthinking things regarding Fang Xian.
Without Ji Mofan, he couldn't be bothered to even glance at this bunch of good-for-nothings.
It would be more interesting to challenge a monster.
Everyone hurriedly tidied themselves up and took the opportunity to replenish their energy.
While it's difficult to maintain a glamorous appearance in a secret realm, being covered in foul-smelling swamp mud is simply too much.
Moreover, we may encounter any crises in the future, and no one knows when the next break will be, so of course we have to make the most of every opportunity to eat something.
Of course, everyone present followed the fine tradition of the Yun Cang Sword Sect of abstaining from the seven emotions and six desires. Once they reached the level of cultivation where they could abstain from grains, they no longer ate ordinary food. At this time, they only used some elixirs and other very unpalatable things.
However, just as the atmosphere among everyone was harmonious and joyful—
"roar--!"
The towering blast of air whipped up the surrounding grass, branches, and leaves, catching everyone who was tidying their clothes off guard and throwing them into a chaotic mess.
Before they could even mourn their lost perfect image, everyone looked up at the same time, heading in the direction from which the sound had come.
The enormous beast, seemingly disturbed by something, inexplicably displayed considerable hostility towards them. It swung its long tail, slicing through the fragile vegetation in its path, and charged towards the group who were resting.
"Everyone! Form the sword formation!"
Ning Weisheng's voice instantly reached everyone's ears. The disciples, without even bothering to tidy their disheveled hair and wrinkled clothes, hurriedly drew their swords and coordinated with their fellow disciples to form a defensive formation.
Sword energy scattered, each strike landing on the giant monster's body.
The dry mud that had been clinging to him peeled off inch by inch, splattering out tiny specks of scarlet red.
It was clear that this was a demonic beast with extremely strong armor; the sword moves that the group made in their panic were not even able to completely break through its defenses.
But this faint, provocative pain clearly enraged the beast, which raised its massive head high and let out a heart-shaking roar.
The mud covering its body peeled away inch by inch due to these large, sweeping movements, gradually revealing its true form.
The sound made everyone's heads throb with a dull pain, and they all covered their ears with expressions of pain.
"This is... a bony crocodile!"
One of the disciples finally recognized the true form of the monster from the mud, and in an instant, everyone's expression turned quite grim.
Like other crocodiles commonly known, the bony crocodile possesses an incredibly powerful bite. Furthermore, due to the influence of its environment, this crocodile has developed extremely potent venom in its saliva.
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