Shen Yun was naturally very unhappy.
But at this moment, he couldn't say anything and could only follow Ji Mofan, flying together on their swords towards the direction of Yiku Cliff.
The cold wind at Yiku Cliff feels familiar.
But Ji Mofan doesn't think it's a good memory.
Although he has an ice spiritual root, cultivators here will have their spiritual power greatly suppressed. He can only use the power that will prevent him from freezing to death to protect his meridians. Staying here for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea is fine, but if it goes on for too long, it will be very bad.
For minor offenses, the punishment is usually limited to completing daily training and having to sweep and clean with the other disciples, or run laps around Yuncang Mountain. Only disciples who commit serious offenses are thrown into the Cliff of Remembrance.
Only Li Geyue is inside right now.
He sat cross-legged at the bottom of the dark cliff, his clothes fluttering in the biting wind.
Its body was only illuminated by a very faint red aura, making it look like a small candle swaying in the cold wind, which might go out at any moment.
Because she couldn't use much spiritual power, Li Geyue only belatedly opened her eyes when Ji Mofan and Shen Yun stood in front of her.
"...Senior Brother, and Master." After only half a day, his voice was already audible as he spoke. His usually neatly styled hair was now flying everywhere in the wind, making him look like a pitiful child.
Ji Mofan walked up to him, bowed to be at eye level with him, and lightly looked him over.
"Junior brother, does it hurt?" he asked.
Li Geyue immediately shook her head, "Senior Brother, I made a mistake and should be punished."
"Master, you see, I told you Junior Brother wouldn't have any complaints, right?" Ji Mo Fan tilted his head and looked at Shen Yun standing behind him.
From the moment Shen Yun first met Li Geyue, when he heard Li Geyue address Ji Mofan before calling him "Master," his expression became subtly displeased.
“Ge Yue, if you have any grievances, just tell your master. Your master will definitely uphold justice for you.” He tried to regain his composure.
“Master, what you said is strange. Would I deliberately mistreat my fellow disciples?” Ji Mo Fan retorted first.
“Senior Brother did not wrong me.” Li Geyue immediately stood up to defend Ji Mofan. “It was me. I lost my composure during the sparring and accidentally seriously injured a fellow disciple. I should be here to be punished.”
Shen Yun was so speechless that he couldn't say anything.
What else could he say? Even the person involved was speaking up for the perpetrator; wasn't his meddling as a third party just asking for trouble?
So Shen Yun could only add, somewhat awkwardly, "That's good. It's best if you two, as fellow disciples, don't have any conflicts with each other."
Ji Mofan didn't react much to Shen Yun's concession. He just turned around and looked at Li Geyue, and for once, he reached out and gently touched the child's head, tidying up the hair that had been messed up by the wind.
“I know you have your reasons, but in front of so many people just now, I couldn’t help you,” he said.
It can be said that since his rebirth, Ji Mofan has never spoken to Li Geyue with such a kind and gentle expression.
The arrogant sixteen-year-old was easily fooled, his eyes shining as he looked up at Ji Mo Fan in front of him.
"It's not my senior brother's fault, it's me who caused him trouble," he said.
Ji Mofan reached into his Qiankun bag and pulled out a small porcelain bottle, which he handed to Li Geyue. "I can't really help you much, but the wind at Yiku Cliff is cold. Eating this might make you feel a little better."
Li Geyue accepted the small porcelain bottle with both hands, "Thank you, senior brother."
Shen Yun's eyebrows twitched.
He saw it when Li Geyue uncorked the bottle. Inside were a few Jade Marrow Pills, and judging from their color, they weren't very good; they were just practice pieces made by a novice alchemist.
As it turns out, that little brat Li Geyue was bewitched by something, and he actually cherished it so much. Judging from the way he looked, he had no intention of using it at Yiku Cliff at all, and he probably planned to enshrine it when he took it back.
That's ridiculous! The young master of the prestigious Li family, even though he's just a child from a collateral branch, has seen all sorts of good things since he was little. How could he be so moved by a mere few Jade Marrow Pills?
Shen Yun's gaze unconsciously drifted to Ji Mo Fan, who was facing away from him.
If it's not targeting things, is it targeting people?
However, Li Geyue has always been arrogant and looked down on Ji Mofan, who had no family background. Even though Ji Mofan was exceptionally strong and received special care, he still maintained his haughty and arrogant attitude.
What medicine did I take wrong today?
After being slapped hard and then given a small treat, he was so easily subdued?
What exactly happened without his knowledge?
Li Geyue's reaction was completely different from Shen Yun's, because he knew very well that Ji Mofan's ability to produce this bottle of Jade Marrow Pills was already at a high level within his capabilities.
Shen Yun used to rarely take benefits from Ji Mo Fan; he always reached for the Yun Cang Sword Sect's treasury.
But Li Geyue wasn't that bold; the worst thing he ever did was steal things from Ji Mofan.
So, unsurprisingly, the senior brother didn't have anything particularly good to begin with. Although this Jade Marrow Pill might be considered ordinary by others, it was definitely the most presentable thing for the senior brother.
There's no question about who would choose between someone who would give him nine out of ten spirit stones and someone who would give him ten out of one hundred spirit stones!
After offering some token comfort to Li Geyue, Ji Mofan left with Shen Yun.
He didn't feel bad at all giving the Jade Marrow Pill to Li Geyue.
Firstly, this was his first time refining pills. Without any guidance, it was already a testament to his exceptional talent that he didn't burn them. To expect to produce something of high quality was simply a pipe dream.
Secondly, in order to save money when practicing, the herbs he used were either randomly picked from the secret realm or cheap products randomly grabbed from the pharmacy, and the effects were definitely not worth mentioning.
You wouldn't make much money selling it anyway, so you might as well use it to entertain the child.
Although he had the Love Gu as a trump card, Ji Mofan did not practice Gu techniques, and he was worried that something might go wrong.
Shen Yun hurriedly parted ways with Ji Mo Fan as soon as he left Yi Ku Cliff, looking very busy.
Jimo Fanze returned to his bamboo house.
Before he even entered the door, he saw Shuanghuang sitting on the threshold, propping her little head up and eagerly waiting for him to come back.
"Young master, it's so boring here." He yawned in a mock manner.
Puppets only need spirit stones or spiritual energy to operate; they never die and have no need for sleep.
"If you're bored, why don't you go for a walk?" Ji Mofan couldn't help but find it a little funny.
Although the servant disciples were of low status, they could move freely within the Yun Cang Sword Sect because they served the true disciples. Shuang Huang, whose name was listed in the Ji Mo Fan Yuan, could enter the ancestral hall without anyone stopping him.
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