As a result, Ji Mofan's thoughtless actions led to his arm being pierced by the fangs of a monster, and he almost had his tendons bitten off.
Shen Yun remembered that he was very angry at the time, and he also remembered that the reason for his anger was not that Ji Mofan disregarded his own safety and flew to save him.
Instead, she was angry that if he were seriously injured at this time, his talent would be wasted, and the loss that would be immense.
However, Ji Mofan completely misunderstood that feeling as his master's concern for him, and was so happy that he wanted to carve it on the plaque he received afterward.
However, Shen Yun found it under Ji Mofan's table.
The boy who once adored me has eventually parted ways with me.
Shen Yun barely managed to pull himself out of his memories, and when he looked at Ji Mo Fan, who showed him no lingering affection whatsoever, the dull pain in his chest became more intense than ever before.
He already had a mental block because of Ji Mo Fan.
Now, he has even damaged part of his soul because of the Soul Lamp.
If he doesn't adjust his mindset and get proper treatment, he might never be able to make any progress in his cultivation journey.
The problem is that he can't get over this knot in his heart.
He wanted to see Ji Mo Fan, or more precisely, he wanted to see the Ji Mo Fan of the past.
But every time he took the initiative to find Ji Mofan, he would realize once again with unmistakable clarity that the "past" was a fact that could never be revisited.
The knot in their hearts had become an intractable one.
"Elder Shen, is there anything else?" Ji Mofan's voice drifted over again.
It was as if he had been pulled out of thick, viscous water, and his soul felt an incredibly refreshing sensation.
"If not, then I have other things to do."
I'll take my leave now.
But the refreshing feeling he longed for was stingy with its gifts, allowing him to experience it for only a moment before it was immediately withdrawn.
When Shen Yun came to his senses, there was no one in front of him again.
*
The reason why Ji Mo Fan was willing to stay and say those two pointless words to Shen Yun was truly because he had no good intentions whatsoever.
One reason is to laugh at him, the other is to make him an even bigger joke.
After all, he had done similar things twice with Qi Fengyu and Li Geyue, so he was already quite skilled at it. He felt he could write a book about how to entice the other person's inner demons to escalate.
Shen Yun's willpower should be very strong, otherwise he wouldn't have reached the Nascent Soul stage at around fifty years old.
The problem is that his soul is not complete right now.
It would be strange if he could resist Ji Mofan's teasing.
By the time Ji Mofan had finished wandering around the Yun Cang Sword Sect and found Fang Xuan in some hidden corner to take him away, it was already dark.
During the day, the magical artifact they rode belonged to Li Jinchu. Later, the two sides parted ways, and they always flew on their swords to travel. Now that they were leaving, it was the same.
"What did you leave for the Yuncang Sword Sect?" There was no commotion until they left, and Ji Mofan was a little curious as to why Fang Xuan had remained silent all this time. He couldn't help but ask.
Fang Xian seemed to chuckle very lightly. The moonlight wasn't very bright tonight, so Ji Mofan didn't see his expression clearly.
"Are you looking forward to it?" Fang Xuan asked him.
Ji Mofan felt that his question was inexplicable. "I am a little worried that if you cause a big mess, I will have to take the blame."
After all, in the eyes of the Yun Cang Sword Sect members, the one who has a grudge against the sect is Ji Mo Fan.
Fang Xian and Ji Mo Fan were on good terms, so much so that when Changfeng Valley and Yun Cang Sword Sect had a falling out, some people would assume that Ji Mo Fan was behind it all.
Not to mention that Ji Mofan was the one who came to Yun Cang Sword Sect to cause trouble today. If something else happens next, it would be an injustice not to blame him.
Fang Xian raised an index finger and shook it at Ji Mofan, "Don't worry, you'll see soon."
Ji Mofan blinked.
Suddenly, a firework exploded behind me.
The moonlight was dim tonight, but suddenly a bright light burst forth behind them. The brilliant flames shone evenly, bathing the two of them in a light gold.
Ji Mofan paused, quickly stopping his sword as it flew forward, and turned to look in the direction of the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
After the first firework, a continuous stream of bright colors soared into the sky. Tiny dots bloomed into a vast expanse of stars in the darkness, lingered in the air for a few seconds, and then drifted down.
"...You made the fireworks in the likeness of Chief Bai Ze?" Ji Mo Fan was a little stunned.
He had seen fireworks that could bloom into flower shapes in mid-air.
Such an intricate floral design, directly presenting a super-large monster pattern, is truly the first time I've seen one like this in all my years of Jimo Fanhuo.
No wonder Fang Xian disappeared for so long.
"No big deal." Fang Xuan's tone rose at the end, sounding quite smug. "I used the protective formation of the Yun Cang Sword Sect to make it."
Ji Mofan blinked.
"You dismantled the protective formation I made for the sect?" His eyebrows unconsciously shot up several degrees.
That's outrageous! Even if it was a formation he made in the early Nascent Soul stage, it was still capable of withstanding three blows from a Nascent Soul expert, right?
So Fang Xian just quietly dismantled it for him? And even turned it into fireworks?
Well... I must say, the fireworks were quite beautiful.
Fang Xuan casually picked at his ear. "What's wrong with not taking it off? Are you going to keep it for the New Year?"
"Given their attitude towards you, you still want to keep your things?"
Ji Mofan shook his head.
He didn't want to keep it even if it exploded into fireworks; it was just that he hadn't thought of a way to deal with it beforehand.
Dismantling the sect's protective formation is troublesome and time-consuming, and he's lazy, so if there's no way to bring greater "emotional value" to the other party, he'd rather just leave it as it is.
As it turned out, Fang Xian came up with the idea of emotional value.
The situation at the Yuncang Sword Sect is quite chaotic right now.
The fireworks soared brilliantly into the sky, but below, a flame that was difficult to extinguish ignited based on the sect's protective formation.
The building, which had been painstakingly cleared of the mud and rebuilt, was almost completely destroyed by this sudden attack.
It was even greater than the losses caused by this catastrophe.
There was no other way; they had been running around all day dealing with the matter of the young sect leader, and in doing so, they had neglected the sect's defenses.
Who is Fang Xian? He's a little genius who, at fifteen or sixteen, can sneak into the Xiaoling Sect and cause trouble without anyone noticing.
The mere Yun Cang Sword Sect is nothing to them.
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