Fang Xuan's expression changed slightly, as if he didn't really want to bring it up.
How could he say that he fought for two hours against the phantom of the sword spirit sealed by Tian Canfeng in order to gain the recognition of the inheritance?
It's too embarrassing to compare with Ji Mo Fan, who gained Tian Canfeng's approval in a second.
I can't say it; I'll keep it buried inside for the rest of my life.
Ji Mo Fan truly doesn't understand Fang Xian's troubles.
He had previously found some divine weapons in the secret realm, but as long as there was no residual divine soul influence from the previous owner, he was always very calm when he got them and was never rejected.
The kind-hearted Ji Mo Fan has never suffered the hardship of being disliked by the Blade Spirit.
Even occasionally, when those opportunities were handed over to the Yun Cang Sword Sect, one could still feel a little reluctant to part with them.
He always thought it was his own greed that was causing his problems, and he would even silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.
Little did they know that the sword spirit couldn't bear to leave such a good master.
It's lamentable that even a mere sword spirit can distinguish between good and bad people, while real people always seem to harbor malice towards kind-hearted individuals.
Not getting an answer from Fang Xian didn't really bother Ji Mofan.
He casually tossed his sword to Fang Xian, then turned to face the crevice where the blue phoenix was hiding.
The sword blade sliced through the still, cold air, its edge coated with a layer of frost. A whirlwind of spiritual energy swirled around Ji Mofan, lifting the hem of his clothes and strands of hair.
"Whoosh—"
A bird's cry pierced the silence in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, a deeper darkness appeared in the world filled with icy blue.
The blue phoenix flapped its wings, and several blood-stained broken feathers drifted down from between its outstretched wings. Before they could even touch the ground, their surfaces were covered with white frost.
The feathers transformed into deadly force, hurtling towards the tiny humans on the ground.
"Clang!"
Ice crystals collided with sharp blades, and in an instant, Ji Mofan and Qingluan exchanged several blows.
Fang Xian had already channeled his spiritual energy into his legs, and with a few light leaps, he disappeared into an inconspicuous spot.
"Is that all you're capable of?" Ji Mofan's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.
He twirled the Heavenly Remnant Seal in his hand, imbuing it with spiritual power, and slashed through every falling feather and ice crystal. The shattered ice scattered around him, but Ji Mo Fan stood still, not moving an inch.
The Azure Phoenix let out an angry howl, flapped its wings, and immediately swooped down from mid-air.
The icy blue beak flashed with a sharp, cold light, heading straight for Ji Mofan's face.
The snow that had accumulated over the years was instantly shattered into pieces by the demon beast at the Nascent Soul stage.
Ji Mofan, who had been standing there, suddenly leaped up, her hem swirling in the wind like a blooming snow lotus.
He stepped on the upper beak of the Azure Phoenix, a slight cracking sound rang out. A flash of cold light appeared in his Heavenly Remnant Seal, pointing directly at the Azure Phoenix's eyes.
The most aggressive feature of the Azure Phoenix is its sharp beak, but it should be known that excessive strength can lead to breakage; the sharpest blade is also the most vulnerable shield.
"Whoosh!"
The Azure Phoenix immediately flapped its wings, its sharp claws carving several terrifying marks into the ground. Its massive body spun in a plane, and its wings slammed towards Ji Mo Fan.
Ji Mo Fan's pupils contracted, and he had no choice but to turn over and avoid it.
The feathers on the wings of the Azure Phoenix are excellent materials for forging armor, especially the feathers on the edges.
Although it wasn't exactly sharp, at a sufficient speed, hitting Ji Mofan, who had virtually no defensive magical artifacts, was no different from slashing him with a knife.
With a light touch of his toes on the snow, Ji Mofan flicked his wrist and twirled his sword, then charged forward again.
The Azure Phoenix was annoyed by this tiny human and quickly swooped down to charge again.
Before engaging in combat, Ji Mofan once again chose to evade, flipping his entire body in mid-air and hanging above the Azure Phoenix, head above and feet below.
With a horizontal slash of the Heavenly Remnant Seal in his hand, a sword aura carrying his heavy spiritual power swept towards the Azure Phoenix directly below.
The hurricane, carrying a large amount of ice and snow, surged up heavily, and the Azure Phoenix fiercely flapped its wings, dispersing the sword energy. Even Ji Mo Fan, who was flying in mid-air, was affected, and his body swayed, almost falling over.
He immediately raised his left hand, forcefully colliding his spiritual power with the hurricane unleashed by the Azure Phoenix. The ice and snow exploded with a deafening roar, and the impact sent Ji Mofan flying backward.
His body slammed heavily against the protruding rock wall, and without any resistance, he was dragged by gravity and fell into the loose snow.
"Jimo is prosperous!"
Fang Xian couldn't sit still any longer, so he jumped down from a treetop in the distance.
The long sword in his hand was half drawn, but the person who was half buried in snow still stood up stubbornly, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and the clean cuff was imprinted with petals of red plum blossoms.
Fang Xian then sat down.
Thank goodness... I'm alright, I'm not dead.
Ji Mofan had no time to care what Fang Xuan was thinking; he was focused entirely on dealing with the Azure Phoenix before him. He had already used the hurricane to quietly set up the sword formation, and once he could move to the center of the formation, he could use the Solitary Fishing on the Cold River technique.
but......
Ji Mofan tightened his grip on Tian Canfeng's hand.
Although water nourishes wood, the wood element of Tian Canfeng is still not quite compatible with his spiritual energy.
After all, he wasn't a simple water elemental root, but a water-mutated ice elemental root.
His connection to the Wood Spirit Root was two levels, essentially forcing a talisman cultivator to use talisman knowledge to refine artifacts. The kinship was simply too distant, causing his spiritual power to be consumed very quickly.
Even though he had repaired his damaged spiritual platform in the spiritual spring before leaving the sect, it still couldn't withstand such a waste.
I wonder if I can withstand the exhaustion of fishing alone on a cold river.
But what's done is done, and there's no going back now.
With a flick of the blade, the pale green light was once again covered by the cold frost. Ji Mofan stepped forward, sword in hand, shattering the snowflakes swirling in the air.
Fang Xian stood at a distance, completely unaware that he had somehow stood up.
He watched as the white figure soared into the air, the light blue aura representing the ice spirit root swirling around him, and as if drawn by something, radiating outwards in all directions.
The sword formation took shape in a few breaths, and before the Azure Phoenix could even flap its wings, its feathers were torn apart by the sudden blizzard.
The howling sounded like a deep pain, and as it struggled, it stirred up a cloud of white mist.
Ji Mofan remained suspended above him, unleashing a series of fierce attacks with his sword.
He ultimately severed Qingluan's life force.
The wind and snow subsided, and in the vast white expanse of heaven and earth, only the blood-stained figure stood alone.
"I didn't expect you could actually take on a Nascent Soul stage beast single-handedly." Fang Xuan stepped forward, looking at Ji Mo Fan, who was using his sword as a crutch by leaning on the ground.
Then he watched helplessly as Ji Mofan spat out a mouthful of blood in front of him.
Fang Xian: ......
Well, this person can't take praise at all.
Although there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, Ji Mofan looked completely unaffected, rubbed his face expressionlessly, squatted down, and began to dig at the ground with his sword.
"...Hey, that's my Heavenly Remnant Seal." Fang Xuan couldn't help but complain.
How come he never noticed before? Is Ji Mofan such a self-willed person?
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