"At twenty-one, you're already thinking about all this nonsense?" Xiao Wangyan put one hand on his hip, his tone full of disappointment. "Can't you learn from me?"
"...Learn from your thousand-year-old bachelor life?"
Xiong Shuoxing and Ren Diefei, who were watching from the sidelines, were completely dumbfounded.
My God, how could their chief speak to the Demon Lord like that?
And the Demon Lord actually seemed to be unable to do anything about him?
Is this a spectacle that they can see with the naked eye?
Is Ji Mofan still asleep, or are they having an unrealistic dream together?
Moreover—the two exchanged a glance.
Although they had previously learned from their master, Wei Qianmu, that Ji Mofan himself said he had become a Daoist couple with the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm.
But the way they're getting along now... it doesn't seem like a romantic relationship at all, it's more like a father-son relationship!
It seems that this was the attitude they had when they saw their fathers disciplining their children who were dating too early.
The two were completely baffled, but dared not speak or ask, for fear that Xiao Wangyan would once again use his intimidation to bully them because of their weak strength.
Is there no human rights? They've cultivated for a hundred years, and their cultivation level is only at the Nascent Soul stage. How old is Ji Mo Fan now? He just said he's only twenty-one!
Their previous chief, Sheng Xi, was already twenty-three when he took over!
Moreover, he didn't get first place on the Heavenly Ranking, but was ranked second, only below Li Jinchu!
Once again, Xiong Shuoxing and Ren Diefei became acutely aware of the gap between them, and dared not utter a sound.
How can you compare them? They're completely incomparable...
But even though the two of them wanted to make themselves invisible, Xiao Wangyan wouldn't ignore these two brats who were blatantly trying to steal his business right in front of him.
After arguing with Ji Mofan for a while, he immediately shifted the focus back to Ji Mofan.
"You two." He pointed at the two of them.
The latter immediately tensed up instinctively, displaying a nervousness reminiscent of an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her in-laws.
Although they may not even know what they are nervous about.
Xiao Wangyan felt even more disdainful.
Look at their state when they first met the Demon Lord. What was Ji Mo Fan's state when he first met the Demon Lord?
Although it wasn't him sitting on the Demon Lord's throne at that time, but Xihe who carried a wisp of his divine soul, at least to outsiders, no clues could be seen. Ji Mofan was facing a situation where he was at a disadvantage, with strength equivalent to the late Mahayana stage, and it was almost a crushing defeat for him.
But his performance at the time was far more impressive than those two.
They're complete useless; bringing them out will only hold their kids back.
Xiao Wangyan was practically tearing Xiong Shuoxing and Ren Diefei to shreds with his eyes when he suddenly felt someone poke his lower back with a finger.
Turning his head, Xiao Wangyan saw Ji Mofan squinting at him with an unfriendly expression. Even though he was not satisfied, he had no choice but to reduce his pressure a little, which gave the two of them a little breathing room.
"Do you two have any special skills?" Xiao Wangyan asked.
Well, he may lack talent and courage, but if he had any other advantages, I might be willing to make an exception for him.
Well, giving them too much leeway is a bit too generous. Let's just leave them a small opening; that's already giving them a lot of face.
Xiong Shuoxing and Ren Diefei exchanged another glance.
—What is the Demon Lord up to?
—No, why don't you go ask?
—If I'm not going, why aren't you going?
—You are the senior, you should protect the young, you go.
—You're the junior sister, you should follow orders, you go.
A single glance conveyed a thousand words, but they failed to reach an agreement, which only made Xiao Wangyan a little annoyed.
"Are you mute?" he casually tossed out four words.
As a result, the two were almost forced to their knees by the oppressive force contained in those words.
Ji Mofan was at a loss for words. "You can't speak properly unless you're being defiant, can you?"
Xiao Wangyan had no idea how to manage this little puppet who was siding with outsiders. In a fit of anger, he simply stopped asking and turned to leave, saying, "Fine, I'm old now, do whatever you want."
As Ji Mofan watched Xiao Wangyan walk away, he blinked, thinking to himself that this man was truly unpredictable and difficult to please.
What did he do? It was clearly Xiao Wangyan who was being unreasonable.
Why are we so strict about his social interactions right from the start? A lot of people have been showing him inappropriate behavior lately, but has he suffered any consequences?
He sighed and turned to look at the two dejected people. "Junior Brother Ren, Junior Sister Xiong, the sect's protective formation is basically complete. All that's left is inspection and maintenance. You two take a look around first. If there are any problems you can't solve, we can discuss them together when I get back."
Having received their response, Ji Mofan summoned the Yongxue Sword, mounted it, and flew into the air towards the outside of the Chaoming Palace.
Since the end of the campaign, Xuan Niao Lian Rong has been too lazy to follow Ji Mo Fan out, and most of the time she stays in the beast enclosure of Chao Ming Palace to eat spirit stones.
When it occasionally comes out, it's always squatting in Ji Mofan's sea of consciousness, a stark contrast to the personality of the little puppet Shuanghuang, who tries every means to avoid staying in the Qiankun bag.
Ji Mofan didn't have anything particularly urgent to do right now, so he decided to fly away on his sword.
He originally intended to go find Xiao Wangyan.
After all, although his brain sometimes couldn't keep up with the Demon Lord's train of thought, this person had genuinely helped him a lot in various ways. It was only right and proper that he shouldn't leave him hanging when the other person was in a bad mood, especially since he wasn't exactly overwhelmed with work right now.
However, before he could find Xiao Wangyan, he was intercepted halfway.
"Young Master Li?" He had just arrived at the mountain gate when he saw Li Jinchu and two attendants coming to greet him.
Why are you here at this time?
Unlike his casual demeanor during the battle a few days ago, Li Jinchu has reverted to his former self, like a moving, colorful lantern.
"Didn't we agree that once we finished with our own sect, we would come over to assist with the reconstruction of your Chaoming Palace?" He said, waving his folding fan with a smile.
Ji Mofan blinked. "But only a few days have passed..."
Not to mention that Ji Mofan didn't expect the Xiaoling Church to arrive so quickly, even the other three sects among the five major sects, which were not so severely affected by the disaster, have not yet come to Chaoming Palace to inquire about the situation.
How the discussions were conducted after the war was one thing, but how they were implemented behind the scenes was another matter entirely.
After all, whether it's visiting in three days or three months, it can both be considered as offering a helping hand.
There's not much that can be said outside, since the other party could also say that they've suffered losses elsewhere and need to make up for them.
“The Chaoming Palace has contributed the most in this battle, so it’s only natural that I pay more attention to it,” Li Jinchu said.
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