Ji Mo Fanman glanced at the person casually.
He then lowered his head again without saying a word and continued to concentrate on digging at the silver wolf's corpse under the snow with his sword.
Tsk, fishing alone on a cold river is very convenient when it comes to destroying evidence, but I really shouldn't use it again next time I'm hunting monsters.
It's very inconvenient to collect loot.
The young man sitting on the top of the withered tree was not annoyed that he ignored him. He leisurely jumped down from the top of the tree and slowly strolled over to his side.
"Haven't seen you for months, how come you secretly broke through to the Nascent Soul stage?" The man took a dry twig and poked Ji Mofan, who was squatting on the ground.
Ji Mofan was so annoyed by him that he had no choice but to sigh and give him a proper look. "Fang Xuan, I think the 'Xuan' in your name sounds like the 'Xian' in 'writing when you're bored'?"
"What are you saying? I took some time out of my busy schedule to come and see my opponent at next year's Dao Asking Conference. How can that be considered having nothing better to do?" Fang Xuan raised an eyebrow.
Ji Mofan didn't really want to talk to him.
In his previous life, he had very little interaction with Fang Xian, except for being opponents once at the Dao Asking Conference.
In the duel three years ago, Fang Xuan, who came from Changfeng Valley, was also a highly anticipated contestant. Like Ji Mofan, he fought his way through the rounds to reach the final competition.
However, he ultimately fell short by one move and was knocked off the stage by Ji Mofan, missing out on the Heavenly Ranking.
“Those two old fogies aren’t coming this year, what about you?” Fang Xuan strolled around him with great interest, his footsteps leaving a circle on the smooth snow. “I’m still waiting to compete with you for the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking.”
The "old thing" Fang Xian mentioned was the top two on the Heavenly Ranking of the previous Dao Asking Conference.
But actually, he's not old; he's just over thirty.
In the world of cultivation, where people are often hundreds of years old, thirty years old can still be considered a baby.
However, the Dao Asking Conference has always only gathered the younger generation of the cultivation world; those over thirty years old are no longer eligible to register.
One of the two withdrew from the competition due to age, while the other failed to withstand the heavenly lightning during his tribulation. In any case, this time, there was no one ahead of Ji Mofan and Fang Xuan.
They will likely meet in the final round.
Ji Mo Fan lowered his eyes in silence.
In his previous life, he came and went in a hurry in the Eclipse Realm and never met Fang Xian. So he naturally did not expect this chance encounter today.
As for the Dao Asking Tournament, in his previous life, he suffered a major upset and was eliminated in the preliminary rounds by an unknown rogue cultivator. Fang Xian naturally faced no further obstacles and won the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking that year.
It is said that Fang Xian looked extremely annoyed when he received the award. After leaving the venue, he casually threw the plaque symbolizing first place to his fellow student and didn't look at it again.
However, none of these people from Jimo Fan witnessed these events firsthand; they only heard about them from others.
Because he was lying in his room due to serious injuries and couldn't even leave the room.
“With me here, you won’t get first place.” Ji Mofan pulled himself back to reality.
"So arrogant?" Fang Xuan seemed to be in a good mood today, and wasn't angry at all at all when he heard him say that. "But I heard that you were seriously injured when you went out on a mission last time?"
Ji Mo Fan remained unfazed, saying, "Being injured won't stop me from knocking you off the stage with a single sword strike."
Fang Xian whistled lightly, "What's wrong with you? Did you eat too much of Flame Sparrow's fire when you were fighting it? Why are you so irritable?"
Ji Mo Fanxin said that he had just figured it out and was no longer willing to fawn over others at his own expense.
"You came to the Eclipse Realm for the sake of the demonic beast Azure Phoenix, right?" Not wanting to continue the pointless conversation, Ji Mofan changed the subject.
"Also?" Fang Xuan blinked at him. "It seems I guessed right. You're injured, and quite badly so. You need the demon core of the Azure Phoenix to heal you."
"You guessed wrong." Ji Mofan stuffed the last silver wolf demon core into his Qiankun bag, stood up, and dusted the snow off his clothes. "This demon core is meant to nourish our young sect leader's body."
"...Huh?" A moment of confusion appeared on Fang Xuan's face.
"You...you really are..." He scratched his head, thinking for a long time about what adjective to use.
"You're such a good person," he concluded.
He had secretly followed Ji Mofan for a short while and confirmed from his fighting style that the guy was indeed injured as rumored.
Although they had only briefly clashed at the Dao Asking Conference three years ago, Fang Xuan still remembered every move Ji Mo Fan made back then.
It's unbelievable that someone who was so unrestrained and elegant, with sword energy as powerful as a rainbow, would turn into this.
Ji Mofan simply smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
A good person?
Maybe.
He used to approach others with the utmost goodwill.
But in the end, he was betrayed one by one by the people he had helped.
Having lived his life a second time, he understood at least one thing.
If he doesn't even cherish himself, how can he expect to earn the respect of others?
"Are you really going to give the demon core to your sickly young sect leader when you get back?" Fang Xuan couldn't help but ask.
"What if it is, and what if it isn't?" Ji Mofan asked, somewhat puzzled.
He didn't think he had much interaction with Fang Xian, but for some reason this person was so familiar with him, and seemed to be sticking to him like glue.
"It's pointless. If you came here for him, then I'm going to turn back." Fang Xuan's previously enthusiastic expression suddenly turned dull.
"I was thinking that my opponent was injured and might not be able to use his full strength at the Dao Asking Tournament, and then people would say that my victory was not honorable."
Ji Mofan lifted his eyelids and turned to look at him, "What do you mean?"
"I was thinking of taking the demon core and giving it to you," Fang Xuan said. "But since you're not going to accept it, I'm too lazy to do something for someone unimportant."
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