The Snow Embracing Sword pressed against the tip of the disciple's iron sword in Shi Junxing's hand. Although there was only a very small area of contact, it rendered his sword completely immobile. Upon closer inspection, one could see that frost had formed at the point of contact.
Ji Mo Fan froze his sword strike.
All the disciples present were startled by Ji Mofan's sudden appearance in the martial arts arena.
It's no wonder they were surprised; Ji Mofan's appearance was too sudden. Just a second ago, there were only two people on the arena, but suddenly a figure in shades of blue appeared between them.
"In a duel, it's best to stop when the point is reached." Ji Mofan looked calmly at Shi Junxing, who was gripping the hilt of his sword tightly and trying to pull it back.
"I... just wanted to test the limits of his skill..." Shi Junxing couldn't retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and make an excuse for himself.
The chill instantly pressed against his face, the cold almost piercing the skin of his jaw. Shi Junxing was so nervous that he didn't even dare to swallow, staring blankly at the Embracing Snow Sword that Ji Mofan had pressed against his neck.
"I also want to test the limits of your skill. Do you think that's even remotely convincing?" Ji Mofan had no intention of actually fighting; he just wanted to scare them before putting his sword away.
But Shi Junxing remained standing there blankly for a long time before touching his slightly bleeding neck.
I didn't feel it when I was frozen stiff, but now that the temperature has returned, the wound is in excruciating pain.
Even though it was just a very minor injury, the pain seemed to spread throughout my body along with the flow of blood, and every nerve ending felt faintly itchy.
It was the lingering spiritual energy of Ji Mofan that was causing this trouble, clearly intended to make him remember this event.
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother." He lowered his head and reluctantly admitted his mistake.
Shi Junxing was naturally unconvinced. His attitude towards Ge Gen was the same as Ning Weisheng's attitude towards Ji Mofan in the past. They both disliked that the other was just a child who could use his talent to step on others.
He just wanted to teach Ge Gen a lesson. Who told him to act so arrogantly every day, relying on Ji Mo Fan's support to look down on his seniors?
But the truth is that Shi Junxing was blinded by jealousy and thus wronged Ge Gen.
The so-called "arrogance" of Ge Gen simply means that he is not shy around strangers and can talk to anyone very familiarly.
Because these inner disciples addressed Ji Mofan as "Senior Brother," Ge Gen would always address them as "Uncle-Master" or "Aunt-Master" whenever he came to the inner sect, regardless of their age, without ever overstepping his bounds.
He's clearly a well-behaved child who's wholeheartedly devoted to cultivating Taoism.
"By violating the rules of the arena, you are punished by being forbidden from using your lightness skill and forced to run five laps around Yuncang Mountain." With that casually uttered the punishment, Ji Mofan turned away without a second thought. The hilt of the Yongxue sword hooked onto the back of Ge Gen's collar, pulling the still-unresponsive child off the arena.
It wasn't that he trusted Ge Gen's character. Ji Mo Fan hadn't seen Ge Gen interact with these inner disciples much before, and he didn't know if there had been any unpleasantness between the two of them.
But after observing for a long time in an inconspicuous place, he was certain that it was Shi Junxing who took advantage of his high cultivation level to bully others.
He wasn't the type to blindly defend his own. If Ge Gen had really made a mistake, even if he was beaten badly by the other party, Ji Mo Fan could simply turn away and leave.
You have to clean up the mess you made.
But since that's not the case, the bullying of Ge Gen by others is practically a slap in the face to his master.
He not only had to manage it, but he also had to manage it in front of everyone.
Shi Junxing watched Ji Mofan leave with Ge Gen, remained silent for a long time before cupping his hands in a respectful gesture, picking up his sword, jumping off the arena, and heading down the mountain.
After the person involved left, the crowd below the stage began to stir with discussion.
"Wow... I've never seen my senior brother with a cold face before."
"It seems that the eldest brother really values his little disciple."
"How can we not take it seriously? Not only is it a single spiritual root that is one in ten thousand, but it is also a mutated lightning spiritual root."
"I saw him practicing the second level of the Yuncang Sword Technique today."
"Although Ge Gen is everyone's junior brother in terms of seniority, after the senior brother's visit today, no one will dare to treat him as a junior brother in the future."
"Pah, pah, pah! You actually thought you could treat him like a junior? You really don't know what kind of temper Senior Brother has been acting lately?"
"I still want the senior brother I used to have..."
"Wait a minute, am I the only one who thinks the senior brother has become more charming?"
"...I think you're courting death."
Ji Mofan had no interest in listening to their gossip. He simply took Ge Gen to the rest area and placed him on a futon to rest.
"Um... I'm sorry, Master. Have I embarrassed you?" Ge Gen lowered his head, looking very guilty.
"Which word of mine just now meant that I disliked you?" Unlike his cold and aloof demeanor just now, Ji Mofan was quite gentle and patient with Ge Gen.
He rummaged through his storage bag and took out some medicine for injuries. He handed it to Ge Gen and patted his head as he did so. "Tell me first, why did you fight against that disciple who had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, even though you were a higher level cultivator?"
Ge Gen held the small box of wound medicine as if it were a precious treasure, and seemed a little reluctant to use it.
"I didn't mean to cause trouble for my master. I'm well aware of my own strength." He lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers.
"But that person said that my strength is too weak, and if I don't improve quickly, I won't be worthy of my master..."
Although Ge Gen didn't say it aloud, Ji Mo Fan could guess that he was probably trying to coax him into thinking that if he was too weak, Ji Mo Fan would abandon him after a while.
"So, do you believe what others say, or what I say?" Ji Mofan bent down, making his gaze level with Ge Gen's.
“Of course I believe in Master!” Ge Gen’s eyes sparkled as she looked at him. “I will believe whatever Master says!”
“Then listen carefully.” Ji Mofan smiled at him, his eyebrows curving upwards. “No matter what happens, even if it means my death, I will never abandon you.”
"Master won't die!" Ge Gen stared with wide eyes, clearly missing the point. "Master will definitely be safe and sound, and then cultivate to a peak that no one can reach, ascending to become an immortal!"
"You little rascal, where did you learn all those fancy words?" Ji Mofan couldn't help but laugh and pat Ge Gen's head again.
It felt great to the touch, but his hair, which was already slightly loose from the battle, was now even more disheveled after being ruffled.
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