"I'm truly sorry, this is Changfeng Valley's fault." Coming back to his senses, Ling Yihan cupped his hands to the two of them, "We should have taken the initiative to lead people to provide support, but now you have to come here in person to ask for our people."
"However, as you can see, the current situation in Changfeng Valley is not optimistic either." As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed inward.
Ji Mofan tilted his head and looked into Changfeng Valley from Li Jinchu's shoulder.
Ugh, how annoying, why is this person so tall?
While talking to Ling Yihan, Li Jinchu also noticed Ji Mofan's subtle actions.
Seeing that he was standing on tiptoe was really funny. Li Jinchu held back her smile and even hunched her back a little.
This time, Jimo Fan could see it just by raising his head.
Although Changfeng Valley was not directly bombed by a combination of forces, the situation was still far from optimistic.
The location chosen by their sect was a canyon. Although some buildings were built on the cliff tops, most were built at the bottom of the cliffs.
Despite the various protective measures implemented over the years, this hurricane was still incredibly powerful.
The rainfall was equivalent to several years' worth of precipitation in a short period of time. Even the best dikes wouldn't be able to withstand such flooding.
The buildings were secondary; the most severely affected area was the medicinal herb field. Even though the disciples had managed to harvest some herbs and mitigate some of the losses, the field itself was beyond saving.
The fertile land, nurtured for thousands of years, has been largely washed away by the flood. It is feared that the quality of fresh spiritual herbs produced in Changfeng Valley will be greatly reduced for the next hundred years.
As Ling Yihan spoke, he led them into the main hall of Changfeng Valley.
The main hall was also flooded, but after some simple treatment, it can still be used for reception, although the interior decoration is a bit shabby.
“Senior Sister Ling, I didn’t come here to cause trouble for your Changfeng Valley.” Li Jinchu had a basic understanding of the disaster situation in Changfeng Valley and had already conceived what negotiation conditions the other party could accept. As soon as she sat down, she got straight to the point.
“I know that Changfeng Valley also has its own troubles to solve, and we are not borrowing people for nothing,” he said. “The Li family has many connections with reclusive alchemists, and I can use that to exchange with Changfeng Valley.”
Upon hearing this, Ling Yihan was taken aback, and Ji Mofan also blinked at him.
What does that mean? Are you showing off that you have connections?
Li Jinchu had the Li clan, but Ji Mofan had nothing.
Chaoming Palace is truly overwhelmed with its own problems, and it has nothing extra to offer in exchange for Changfeng Valley.
No, Li Jin didn't tell him that this was how negotiations were supposed to be conducted when he first arrived.
At this moment, Li Jinchu turned her head and glanced at Ji Mofan, giving him a reassuring look.
The Li family has a lot of connections, so it's not a bad deal to use them to make a deal with Changfeng Valley at this time. After all, this not only helps Changfeng Valley to get acquainted with reclusive masters, but also helps those lesser-known alchemists to network.
Besides, it was Ji Mofan who was brought to the Ming Palace by him today, so it would be unfair to ask him to contribute both manpower and effort.
Ji Mofan received Li Jinchu's look and lowered his head to continue drinking tea with peace of mind.
Okay, then he can continue to be the mascot.
"Senior Sister!"
Before they could even exchange a few words about how to exchange terms, a sudden shout came from outside the main hall.
“The beasts that died in the Beast Garden because of the flood…” He was panting as he ran. “I originally planned to leave them aside and burn them all together after the dredging work was completely finished.”
"Just as I was preparing the cremation site and was about to go back to clean it up, I discovered that all the bodies had disappeared!"
The junior disciple was clearly panicked. "Senior Sister, what should we do? What if someone secretly takes it away and uses it as food, just like a monster that died a natural death?"
"Because the monsters that died in the flood may have carried diseases, so we can't eat them!"
He was so flustered that his mouth was practically firing off a machine gun, calling out "Senior Sister, Senior Sister" incessantly.
Ling Yihan, on the other hand, was much calmer.
She calmly poured a cup of tea for her youngest disciple, who was running, jumping, talking, and gesturing. "Don't worry, your senior sister will help you find it."
The young disciple held his teacup but refused to drink, looking anxiously at Ling Yihan.
Ling Yihan had no choice but to take out a communication talisman in front of him.
"Fang Xian, come to the sect's main hall," she said.
The talisman transformed into a streak of light and flew out of the hall. In no time, the emerald green light trailed a long shadow all the way to the entrance of the main hall.
After Fang Xian came in, he was quite polite and greeted everyone one by one.
"Where did you take those dead monsters from the Beast Garden?" Ling Yihan didn't even ask if it was him, but directly asked him where he had taken the things.
Fang Xuan's eyes widened. "Senior Sister, why did you suspect me right away?"
"Changfeng Valley is in a lot of chaos these past two days because of internal renovations; anyone could easily wander into the Beast Garden."
Ling Yihan narrowed his eyes. "It is chaotic, and there are indeed people who will take advantage of the situation."
"But usually, these kinds of people would definitely go to the sect's treasury, or at the very least, the scripture pavilion. Who would be so bored as to steal the corpses of dead monsters from the beast garden?"
Fang Xian pursed his lips.
The senior sister meant that he was just bored and had nothing better to do.
...Okay, she guessed right.
“At Tiger Cliff,” Fang Xian said.
Ling Yihan frowned and tilted her head. "What are you going to do with it there?"
Tiger Cliff is the outermost cliff in Changfeng Valley. There are no tigers there, but the name comes from the homonym "tiger's teeth".
The cliff top extended out a plank-like structure, with a series of fang-like stones trailing below, resembling a tiger opening its gaping maw.
"Nothing special, just something to make everyone laugh." Fang Xuan seemed to smile.
It was very subtle; to put it bluntly, it looked like the muscles at the corner of the mouth twitched.
Ling Yihan stood up abruptly from his chair. "I'm sorry, gentlemen, I cannot entertain you for the time being."
"If we don't deal with this soon, Junior Brother Fang will get into trouble again."
Before Ji Mofan and Li Jinchu could speak, Fang Xuan started to complain indignantly, "Senior Sister, you didn't even ask me what I did, how could you be so sure that I was going to cause trouble?"
"You can't expect anything good to come out of your mouth." Ling Yihan pointed at him, then stepped out.
Fang Xian stared at her back with a strange anger, but once Ling Yihan had completely walked away, all the extra emotions on his face disappeared, leaving only his usual indifferent expression.
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