The man in black robes had obviously thought of this as well. He looked at Ji Mofan with a suspicious look in his eyes.
“I will take first place on the Heavenly Ranking at next year’s Dao Asking Conference,” Ji Mofan said. “Then I will use the gift that Changfeng Valley gives to the person who takes first place on the Heavenly Ranking to offset today’s debt.”
"You're talking as if I don't exist," Fang Xian finally said.
Xu Jingwen felt she was getting tired of listening.
Is this the point where you should start complaining? Shouldn't you go back a couple more sentences to make it more appropriate?
But Fang Xian didn't receive Xu Jingwen's thoughts, or rather, it didn't matter whether he received them or not, because he didn't care at all.
"Your current cultivation level is one level lower than mine. There are still more than half a year left until the Dao Inquiry Tournament. How do you plan to turn the tables in such a short time?"
“When I say I’m confident of winning, I mean I’m confident of winning.” Ji Mofan smiled casually.
Having grasped the memories of his past life, he is fully capable of seizing more opportunities than others this time, and it will not be difficult for him to accumulate enough trump cards before the Dao Asking Conference.
In any case, the things Changfeng Valley sends every year are either medicinal herbs or elixirs, and they are not ordinary items.
Even if the product doesn't meet the requirements, it's easy to exchange it with other alchemists.
After all, for high-level alchemists, compared to material possessions like spirit stones, they obviously care more about rare and precious natural treasures that can excite them.
At this moment, Ji Mofan was completely unaware that Shen Yun and Qi Fengyu were also eyeing the congratulatory gifts from Changfeng Valley next year.
In the end, the man in black robes was persuaded by Ji Mofan.
Injuries sustained during a tribulation lightning strike are different from ordinary external injuries; they can directly damage a cultivator's bones and meridians.
The downside is that it's difficult to recover, but the upside is that it won't worsen even if left untreated; it just means that future cultivation will be more difficult.
For cultivators who are hundreds of years old, waiting a few months is nothing at all.
Moreover, the incubation of the Arc Light Kirin also takes time. The parties finally agreed to wait until after the Asking the Way Conference next year before making a decision.
For Jimo Fan, this is an opportunity for kudzu roots.
As for the men in black robes, having a professional alchemist treat them is certainly much better than trying to figure it out on their own.
Therefore, the only person injured among them was Xu Jingwen.
But he had no choice, because not only could he not defeat Ji Mofan, but at the crucial moment, he was saved by the black-robed man who was trapped in his inner demons and karma.
Xu Jingwen silently cursed himself for his miscalculation.
If it were any other time, in terms of spiritual power alone, his strength would not be inferior to that of Ji Mofan.
Unfortunately, they were already exhausted from running around, and their location was perfect for Ji Mofan to use his abilities.
No matter how unwilling they were, they had no choice but to bow their heads at this point.
"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Ji Mo." Before tearing up the teleportation talisman and leaving, the man in black robes left a farewell message for Ji Mo Fan.
"I am Yu Wen from Qianhelou."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot along with a streak of light, taking the Arc Light Qilin's egg with him.
Xu Jingwen left quite decisively, and before leaving, he was very sincere in thanking Ji Mofan for saving his life.
As for how much of that sincerity was tinged with resentment, only he himself knows.
After Ji Mofan fully demonstrated his familiarity with the Dark Mist Secret Realm, he and Fang Xuan spent five days training together. Moreover, since they didn't have to worry about the large group of burdens from the Yun Cang Sword Sect, they were even able to take on more challenging opportunities.
As for whether the Yun Cang Sword Sect members will be able to achieve results that satisfy the sect elders in their subsequent trials...
What does this have to do with Jimo Fan? Look, isn't there a deputy captain named Ning Weisheng over there?
He now considers himself the mascot of the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
He doesn't work when it's not necessary, and whether he works or not depends on his mood when it is.
After letting go of all the unnecessary shackles he had imposed on himself, Ji Mofan felt much more relaxed.
The journey to the Mysterious Realm of Illusion finally came to an end at dusk on the seventh day.
Those cultivators who did not use teleportation talismans to leave the secret realm within seven days will now be thrown out of the secret realm one after another.
Ji Mofan didn't leave with Fang Xuan. After all, he had already shown his face to Xu Jingwen and his group once, and he didn't want to cause any more trouble.
Xu Jingwen herself would certainly not reveal that they had met in the minefield.
After all, he is currently at odds with Li Jinchu. If he had won back then, it would have been fine, but Ji Mofan, as the most popular new cultivator in the cultivation world, was once defeated by Li Jinchu.
Now that Xu Jingwen has lost to Ji Mofan, if people find out about this, he will inevitably be talked about behind his back if he wants to continue competing for the chief position.
He's a smart man; he won't do something that will backfire.
Ji Mo Fan came out earlier than the others from Yun Cang Sword Sect, and even took the time to go to a slightly farther place to undergo the tribulation he hadn't yet faced in the secret realm.
When everyone returned to their flying artifacts, covered in dust, via the teleportation array, Ji Mofan had already drunk half a cup of tea inside the house.
Ning Weisheng ran to his room and knocked on the door. "Senior Brother, are you available now?"
For five whole days, Ji Mofan avoided seeing the Yun Cang Sword Sect. Even when he appeared in front of other cultivators, he would cover his face with a top hat. The first thing he did after changing his clothes was to draw a barrier on himself, not revealing any information to them.
There was no way to hide now, so Ji Mofan had no choice but to let people in.
He didn't want to be alone in a room with Ning Weisheng. Although he could tell that the man was controlling his behavior, his gaze still made him uncomfortable.
"What is it, Junior Brother Ning?" Ji Mofan didn't offer him a seat or tea, clearly implying that he should spit it out and get out of there as soon as possible.
"I've come to... report to our senior brother on our gains in the secret realm these past few days." Ning Weisheng snapped out of his reverie and slowly remembered what he had come for.
As soon as I came in, I was busy checking if my senior brother was injured.
Ji Mofan carried a faint scent of spices, which made him subconsciously think that this person was using spices to mask the smell of medicine and blood again.
After Fang Xuan and Ji Mofan got into a fight, they both disappeared. Later, when Fang Xuan came to find them, Ji Mofan simply fainted in front of him.
Ning Weisheng's trust in Changfeng Valley has now plummeted to rock bottom.
Ji Mo Fan listened to Ning Weisheng's report without much emotion.
Ning Weisheng's cultivation level was comparable to his, but he was more than ten years older. With Ning Weisheng leading the team, the Yun Cang Sword Sect's gains were even greater than in his previous life.
After all, it wasn't just a change in command, but also the removal of Qi Fengyu, that huge burden.
In his past life, not only did Ji Mofan take care of him, but the entire Yun Cang Sword Sect team was even willing to slow down their exploration progress for his sake.
I really don't know what kind of bewitching potion Qi Fengyu has given everyone.
Do they all have to die once like me before they can be saved?
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