Xiao Jin was so happy that she kept thanking Li Jinchu, and she had even more energy to work from then on.
During this brief interval, Ji Yuze had already contacted the head of the Lingfeng Music Academy.
Their conversation came to an end, and a junior disciple came out from inside, inviting them to come in and talk with the sect leader.
Jimo Fan is still the one who follows along as a mascot.
This time, a square string has been added.
The main negotiation process was still led by Li Jinchu, as the Li family had many fragments of musical scores that they could use to trade with the Lingfeng Music Bureau.
The head of the Listening Wind Music Bureau was naturally not unhappy; a few pieces of parchment were enough to exchange for a lot of manpower.
Since he wasn't the one doing the work, he got so many benefits just by talking, so of course he was happy to do it.
The negotiations ended quickly, and as Ji Mofan was preparing to leave, he noticed that Fang Xuan had wandered off somewhere again by himself.
He only ran to meet them when they returned to the gate of the mansion, and immediately urged them to leave quickly.
"What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" Li Jinchu said, her body language betraying her as she quickly tossed several spirit stones into the fuel tank of the flying artifact.
"What trouble? That's your stereotype of me." Fang Xuan sat down to the side, crossed his legs against the porthole, and said, "I was clearly doing a good deed."
Li Jinchu didn't believe a word he said.
This little rascal has been cheating everyone since he was a child. As he grew up and became more sensible, he became less ruthless towards the people in his own sect.
But they show no mercy to other people's businesses.
Ji Mofan hadn't known Fang Xuan for very long, but he could glean some meaning from Li Jinchu's attitude.
He looked down from the porthole closest to him, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
“Why are you starting fires everywhere today?” he said.
Below them, on the surface of the azure waters of Listening Lake, a fiery red pattern floats.
The smiling man's portrait is both kind and calculating, with his smug expression so vivid that his eyebrows seem to fly upwards.
Who else could this be but the head of the Lingfeng Music Bureau who was just negotiating with them?
Chaos had broken out over there, and several water-attribute disciples were being directed to hurry over and put out the fire.
But these fires, somehow imbued with some power by Fang Xian, were impervious to wind and rain.
The basic fuel was clearly the wood from the houses that had been damaged by the hurricane. The people at Lingfeng Music House had just taken these scraps down and were planning to dry them to see if they could be used for anything else. If not, they could send them to be used as firewood.
As a result, Fang Xian directly requisitioned him.
It's normal for fire to not go out even with a scalding torch.
It has nothing to do with the wood; it's Fang Xian who tampered with it.
Changfeng Valley has no shortage of alchemists who can manipulate flames. The first thing they do after entering the sect is to learn how to keep their flames stable and not easily extinguished during the alchemy process.
Over time, they came up with some rather unorthodox methods.
Flame-stabilizing sand—once sprinkled on, even an ordinary fire without any spiritual power can burn steadily until the fuel is completely exhausted.
Not to mention that Fang Xian also thoughtfully infused some of his own wood elemental power into it.
The portrait of the master of Lingfeng Music Bureau will probably float on the lake until midnight tonight.
The final stop is the Crimson Snow Palace, the most distant of all the immortals.
Jiangxue Palace is located at the northernmost point of the cultivation world. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, there are continuous snow-capped mountains. Even ordinary people living here are few and far between, making it a place that can be described as isolated from the world.
Because it was the most distant, it was also the sect that suffered the least damage in this catastrophe.
Jiangxue Palace is located on a red bloodstone mining area, where the dark red cliffs can be seen when the snow is not too thick.
Now you can't see any color at all, and even the color of Jiangxue Palace itself has become indistinct.
Because a severe avalanche occurred in the vicinity.
The protective array of Jiangxue Palace is quite sturdy, but it only allows the collapsed snow to form a semi-circular snow dome above the palace, which still requires manpower to clear.
At this moment, the Holy Maiden of Jiangxue Palace was flying in the sky on her sword, directing her disciples below to cut and move the snow blocks.
"Oh? Senior Brother Li, and Junior Brother Ji Mo, and Junior Brother Fang." The Holy Maiden of Jiangxue Palace was named Yunxiu. She was slightly older than Fang Xuan and Ji Mo Fan, but younger than Li Jinchu.
"I apologize for this unannounced visit and for disturbing the Holy Maiden's work," Li Jinchu said politely to her.
"It's alright, it's alright." Yunxiu quickly waved her hand, but even though the person she was talking to was Li Jinchu, her gaze kept drifting towards Ji Mofan.
Ji Mofan was talking to Fang Xuan over there. This unreliable guy was planning to use the waste snow cleared out by Jiangxue Palace to make snow sculptures again.
I don't know where they get all that energy from.
No wonder he has such talent; in the last Dao Asking Tournament, his strength was actually lower than that of Ji Mo Fan, who is a year younger.
They're probably all busy with these weird and wonderful hobbies.
Realizing belatedly that Yunxiu was looking at him, Ji Mofan turned his head somewhat blankly, pondered for a moment, and could only return a polite smile.
As a result, Yunxiu turned her gaze away.
Jimo Fan is even more confused.
What's going on? Did he offend this new saintess in the past?
Including all the disciples of Jiangxue Palace, Ji Mofan couldn't recall having any grudges with any of them that he couldn't even give them a second glance.
Or is it because he got close to Ji Yuze? So he was hated because of Ji Yuze?
He didn't have a particularly good relationship with Ji Yuze; he just asked him to work for him.
Having worked in the illusionary array for fifteen years, Ji Mofan hadn't even been paid a penny, and had even ended up taking on Xiao Jin, a burden, because of him.
Judging from his attitude just now, it's clear that he wants to break away from the Xiaoling Sect and rely on the Lingfeng Music Bureau.
So why exactly does Yunxiu treat him this way?
Yunxiu had almost creased her sleeves so much that she could barely keep her eyes on Ji Mofan.
Oh my god, what if this scares someone?
Previously, whether it was at the Dao Asking Conference or the last time she accompanied her palace master to the gate of Chaoming Palace, she was always quite far away from Ji Mofan.
This is the first time we've been this close.
Before participating in the Dao Asking Conference, she never understood why their former senior sister would be so desperate for a pretty boy like Ji Yuze, even giving up her position as the Holy Maiden of Jiangxue Palace and only thinking about returning to secular life.
At the time, she didn't understand; she only felt that men would affect the speed at which she could draw her sword.
But now she seems to have suddenly realized something.
What's wrong with this man? He's absolutely amazing!
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