Hearing this, Xu Jingwen's slightly furrowed brows relaxed a little.
I see, that explains it.
Recently, the chief disciple of Yun Cang Sword Sect took on a disciple, and the disciple is a promising talent with a mutated lightning spiritual root. This news has been widely circulated among the five major sects.
Otherwise, he would have almost thought that Ji Mofan had come specifically to stand up for this unknown nobody.
As long as you don't accidentally offend someone you shouldn't.
“You are the chief disciple of the prestigious Yuncang Sword Sect, there’s no need for you to get involved in this mess.” Xu Jingwen nodded slightly.
"We were the ones who first set our sights on this thing."
“That is not true.” Ji Mofan did not back down at all. “We are both in the Dark Aura Realm now. What opportunities we can obtain depends on our own abilities.”
"If you can beat me, then I'm willing to give up this opportunity."
Xu Jingwen clicked his tongue inwardly.
Ji Mofan's current strength is not much better than it was during the Dao Asking Conference; he is only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
Xu Jingwen has already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and he is backed by a group of Xiaoling Sect disciples. Even if they were to face each other, it cannot be said that he has no chance of winning.
The problem is that there is another Nascent Soul Peak cultivator who has never appeared.
Moreover, it has been raining in this minefield. Xu Jingwen himself has a fire elemental root, but Ji Mofan has an ice elemental root, which allows him to be more at ease in this place with abundant water elements.
Moreover, is it really necessary for him to antagonize the chief of the Yun Cang Sword Sect over an Arc Light Qilin egg?
Xu Jingwen's eyes darkened slightly.
"Since you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, then don't blame us for being impolite," he said.
The clang of swords rang out immediately.
Ji Mo Fan had anticipated that Xu Jingwen would not back down easily.
Although his purpose is unclear, his attitude suggests that he is determined to get this egg no matter the cost.
The same applies to Jimo Fan.
Although he didn't know why this person from a small sect had inexplicably become a member of the demonic path in his past life, Ji Mofan felt that his current state must be related to this trip to the secret realm.
In order to quickly subdue his enemy, Xu Jingwen had said a lot of things to provoke the man in black. Although his moves were not yet decipherable, the flow of his spiritual energy was clearly out of control.
Ji Mofan stood aside, his eyes darting around, seemingly unaware of the situation.
It is a sign that one is about to fall into inner demons.
Ji Mo Fan is used to working alone and doesn't have the habit of asking others to help him.
The man in black robes seemed out of sorts, and to avoid any unforeseen complications, he decided to immediately unleash his "Solitary Fishing on a Cold River" technique.
The raindrops falling from the sky gradually slowed down, and eventually they simply stopped completely in mid-air.
A hazy layer of ice flowers formed on the surface of the crystal-clear water, and a sudden chill swept through the sweltering rain.
Xu Jingwen's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Get back!" A bad feeling crept into his heart, and he took a step back, grabbing the unlucky guy closest to him in the process.
The others are too far away, so there's nothing I can do to help them.
Tiny ice crystals instantly transformed into deadly force, freezing the waterlogged ground into a hard, cold layer of ice, which then crashed to the ground with a crackling sound.
Even though Xu Jingwen had retreated quickly enough, a lock of his hair was still cut off.
He was in relatively good condition, while the other disciples beside him were in even worse shape.
Ji Mofan clearly didn't intend to kill them; the ice crystals merely tore their defensive robes to shreds.
Occasionally there might be a few scratches, but they are just superficial injuries.
The wound was so bad that if I didn't get him to the hospital soon, it would probably have healed by then.
But this does not mean that Ji Mo Fan is incapable of seriously injuring them or even killing them outright.
"Should we continue fighting?" Ji Mo Fan Jing stood quietly amidst a patch of ice crystals, with tiny shards of light scattered beneath his feet.
“You are already exhausted. If you continue to argue, the remaining days will be wasted.”
Xu Jingwen stared at the bundle containing the Qilin egg behind the man in black robes with considerable resentment.
Ji Mofan also turned his attention to the black-robed man beside him.
That person actually squatted down on the ground.
He hugged his knees, curled up into a ball, and muttered something under his breath, but the sound of the rain was too loud for Ji Mofan to hear what he was saying.
"...I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"
Finally, there's something everyone can hear, but it's clearly not good news.
The black-robed man's spiritual power suddenly surged, and he leaped high into the air from his small form. The long sword in his hand gathered both golden and water spiritual power, and the golden and blue light intertwined chaotically, about to slash down at Xu Jingwen opposite him without any strategy.
"Clang!"
A cold blue sword collided with him, and Xu Jingwen only came to his senses at this moment. He belatedly realized that he had not seen how the black-robed man had flashed in front of him in an instant.
He was still focusing half of his attention on the other person.
Ji Mofan, who had just been standing against them, now drew his sword and stood in front of them, exposing his back without reservation.
For a fleeting moment, Xu Jingwen's mind conjured up the idea of launching a sneak attack.
He extinguished it himself in an instant.
Don't be silly. If it weren't for Ji Mofan, Xu Jingwen and the useless guys behind him wouldn't have been able to subdue this black-robed man who was clearly acting strangely.
"Fang Xian!" Ji Mo Fan, holding his sword, sensed something was wrong and immediately called out to Fang Xian, who had been pretending to be a scarecrow not far away.
"You should have quite a few Qingxin talismans, right?" He asked, palm up, "Give me a few."
"Fang Xian?" Xu Jingwen was completely bewildered when he heard him shout that.
What did he just hear? He must be hallucinating.
I just heard recently that Fang Xuan and Ji Mo Fan fought fiercely in the Eclipse Secret Realm, resulting in the latter being seriously injured, which forced his master Shen Yun to personally lead people to Changfeng Valley to demand an explanation?
What are they trying to do now?
Are they trying to pull a "no fight, no friendship" trope?
"How can you be so self-righteous?" Fang Xianren obediently walked over, but his steps were slow and he didn't seem to have any intention of reaching for anything.
Ji Mofan was too lazy to waste words with him. He could still crack jokes when lives were at stake. It was hard to say whether he was carefree or just too clueless.
He went straight to Fang Xian's Qiankun bag and started rummaging around inside.
Fang Xian: ......
Why did he feel that he, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, had no intimidation whatsoever in front of Ji Mofan, who had just broken through to the mid-stage Nascent Soul?
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