The pattern on the alchemical cauldron had changed its order of spiritual energy flashing this time, and Ji Mofan felt that he could read an encouraging meaning into it.
“You…” Ji Mofan usually had a good temper, so it was rare for him to feel so powerless.
After all, these illogical magical artifacts are different from people. You can beat up a person, but that won't work on a magical artifact.
If a fight breaks out, he'll be the one who gets hurt.
"What exactly do you want?" Ji Mofan poked him, following the pattern on the alchemy cauldron.
The cauldron emitted a humming sound.
"Let me try refining it once?" Although Ji Mofan thought it was quite strange that he could understand what the alchemy cauldron was saying.
But, is it appropriate to let someone with an ice-elemental root play with fire?
Is he really not going to accidentally burn himself to death?
Unable to understand or explain it, and with no one within the Yuncang Sword Sect to ask, he could only put the pill cauldron back into his Qiankun bag.
I'll ask other alchemists next time I have the chance.
*
Although the process was bumpy, the welcome party finally arrived.
Ji Mo Fan stood atop Yun Cang Mountain, looking down at the masses of people striving to climb higher, step by step.
My gaze drifted off into a daze.
He recalled the scene when he attended the conference years ago.
The welcoming ceremony of the Yuncang Sword Sect has always consisted of two parts over the centuries.
The first test assesses one's physical constitution, the second tests one's spiritual potential.
The test of one's innate talent requires participants to climb all 999 steps from the foot of Yuncang Mountain to the gate of the Sword Sect, relying solely on their physical strength without any spiritual power.
He was just a seven or eight-year-old child back then. Some of the steps on Yuncang Mountain were higher than his knees, and he had to climb up several of them using both his hands and feet.
Shen Yun placed him at the foot of the mountain, only saying that he would wait for him to come up from the summit.
Then he flew away on his sword.
Ji Mofan had wanted to give up several times, but seeing the white figure standing on the mountaintop in the distance, he could wipe the sweat from his dirty little hands and continue to climb up.
However, it wasn't until he climbed for several hours to reach the top that he realized the white-clad figure was not Shen Yun, but the old sect leader who had not yet gone into seclusion.
The old man, with a sage-like demeanor, smiled kindly. Ignoring his dirty appearance, he picked him up and placed him on a branch extending from his longevity wooden cane, then personally led him to the next trial ground.
Congratulations to the first place winner this year!
Snapping out of his daze at the voice of a junior disciple beside him, Ji Mofan saw a young man with a ruddy face and bright, sparkling eyes excitedly receiving the pass token from the disciple in charge of this checkpoint.
"Thank you!" Although he had just climbed so many rugged stone steps, the boy did not look very tired and looked around with great energy.
Her large, black, pearl-like eyes lit up noticeably when she saw him, and he ran over.
"Immortal Master Jimo! I came to pay my respects to the Yuncang Sword Sect because I admire you!" The child rushed a few steps before being stopped by the disciple in charge of order.
But he was still not giving up, jumping around and waving his hands, shouting at Ji Mofan.
Ji Mofan paused slightly, then smiled gently at him, "Thank you. I hope to have the honor of becoming your fellow disciple."
The boy, as if struck by something, clutched the small wooden sign to his chest and stumbled back several steps.
Ji Mofan almost couldn't control his expression and his lips twitched.
Did he accidentally release his aura while speaking?
No, right? The other people around them seem perfectly normal.
Ji Mofan couldn't quite remember if this had happened in his previous life, because he was always incredibly busy at the welcome party, and the number of people who greeted him was as numerous as the stars.
Many people had no intention of participating in the second test of spiritual roots, but still desperately climbed the stone steps of Yuncang Mountain.
He just wanted to take a look at him, the most talented new cultivator in the cultivation world.
Ji Mofan couldn't help but touch his face.
He's not some handsome man like Pan An; there's no need for such a frenzy.
And although he disliked that person very much... he had to admit that if he and Qi Fengyu were put together, the latter would definitely be the more eye-catching one.
"Senior Brother, I've come to see you."
Ji Mo Fan felt like punching himself right now.
You're so stubborn. Why think about someone you don't want to see at all?
It came true, didn't it?
"Xiao Yu, why did you come out?" Ji Mo Fan turned around and looked at him.
The subtext is that since you're sick, you should go home and rest.
To be honest, Ji Mofan also admires Qi Fengyu quite a bit.
Even though she hates herself to death, she still manages to find herself coming to him.
If Jimo were more prosperous, they would definitely avoid it like the plague.
"Everyone is busy, and as the young sect leader, I can't just stand by and do nothing." Qi Fengyu tilted her head and smiled, the smile on her pale face making her all the more endearing.
He lowered his head and coughed lightly twice, and then a cloak was suddenly draped over his body.
Turning around, he saw Li Geyue bowing her head and carefully tying a knot for him.
"It's only early spring, and the wind is strong on the top of Yuncang Mountain. How could you come out dressed so lightly?" Li Geyue acted like a little adult who cared about his older brother. Although he was a little shorter than Qi Fengyu, it didn't stop him from putting on a serious and mature look.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Li." Qi Fengyu quite enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.
That's more like it; he was born to be the center of attention.
"Immortal Master Jimo! I will definitely work hard to pass the test!"
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