Without any prior context, one instinctively trusts the other person—this is something Ji Mofan observed in Li Geyue after coming into contact with the Love Gu.
The best way to use the Love Poison Gu is to secretly place it on the person being poisoned without their knowledge.
This way, the other person will think that all their reactions come from their own emotional feedback, making them relatively flexible to manipulate.
While in-person Gu inoculation can produce similar results, the side effect is that the recipient may forget the pain of being implanted with the Gu for a period of time after receiving it, and may even forget the entire memory of that time.
However, Ji Mofan had not specifically studied the art of Gu, so he was unsure whether different Gu insects would have a similar forgetting effect.
Checking it never goes wrong.
Like the land of Southern Xinjiang, which struggles to survive in the cracks between the realms of immortals and demons, the nature of Gu magic is also chaotic and unclear, making it difficult to definitively classify it as either righteous or demonic.
However, clear spiritual energy is always easier to detect the presence of Gu worms than chaotic demonic energy.
"How could that be?" Xihe waved her hand dismissively, completely disbelieving the possibility Ji Mofan was talking about. "I've lived in the Demon Palace for so long and stayed by Your Majesty's side for so long. If there were a problem with me, how could Your Majesty not have noticed?"
Ji Mofan opened his mouth, but couldn't think of anything to say for a moment.
Xihe's tone was full of worship for the Demon Lord, making it seem as if uttering a single word of opposition would tarnish his pure faith.
"Then what are you afraid of?" After thinking it over, Ji Mofan felt that the method of provocation was simpler and more direct.
"I think you're up to some crooked idea again!" Xihe was immediately enraged. "All the words of you righteous people are lies; you can't believe a single stroke of your pen."
Ji Mofan felt that it was really rare for him to receive such a vicious evaluation.
The last time I recall him using a similar description was when he was evaluating Qi Fengyu...
"You're feeling guilty, so you're trying to smear me to defend yourself and your Demon Lord." Although he wasn't in a good mood, Ji Mofan didn't show it on his face and continued to argue his point with a straight face.
In reality, every single word he said was stirring up trouble.
I suddenly felt a pain in my lower back.
The spiritual energy that flowed through his body again in the next second quickly soothed the slight discomfort that was negligible.
Xihe reached out and lashed at the Immortal-Locking Chains on his body so quickly that she tightened them again, almost like she had withstood a whip from a Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator with her bare body.
Ji Mo Fan was speechless at how much this kid held a grudge, but he didn't say anything. He used some of his spiritual power to heal the injury.
Xihe sensed the movement of spiritual energy on Ji Mofan's body, gripped the Immortal Locking Chain in her hand, and a hint of guilt flashed quickly in her eyes.
But only a little bit; he mostly felt that the person deserved it.
They're already in the enemy's stronghold, yet they still don't know how to restrain themselves and keep provoking others.
He was a kind-hearted demonic cultivator, at least he wasn't killed outright.
Before Xihe's little scheme had completely dissipated, she suddenly felt a chilly air, somewhat cold, surrounding her.
After regaining his senses and sensing it, he realized that this was Ji Mofan's ice-attribute spiritual power.
Surprisingly, Xihe's attitude towards demonic energy was similar to Ji Mofan's, who avoided it at all costs. Upon encountering this spiritual energy, she also felt an urge to turn around and leave immediately.
It was strange; he had met other righteous people before, but never had he reacted so strongly.
Could it be because he had never encountered the righteous path of the Ice Spirit Root before?
Thinking about this, Xihe felt somewhat relieved.
Yes, that makes sense. After all, he's very sensitive to the cold in winter and tries to stay indoors as much as possible. Even when he's in his room, he needs a whole room full of charcoal to keep warm.
As Xihe was pondering the past, she suddenly felt a warmth all over her body.
Ji Mofan withdrew his spiritual power, frowned, lowered his head, and remained silent.
"So, you didn't find anything, did you?" Seeing his expression, Xihe automatically imagined his frustrated inner thoughts, and took two steps closer to him with her chin raised in a smug manner.
"Do you still dare to question the strength of our Venerable One? You're not even a fraction of his age, you little righteous cultivator?"
“It’s definitely not a Gu worm.” Ji Mofan wasn’t actually surprised by this result.
There are many reasons for losing one's memory. For example, he doesn't really remember how he lived before Shen Yun picked him up. He can only recall a few memorable moments when he tries to remember them.
He had consulted the elders at Yifeng about this matter, and they told him that it was a human self-protection mechanism.
At that time, Elder Yifeng gave him an example, saying that other disciples in the sect had experienced similar situations, mostly when they encountered some great calamity while training or going out to perform commissions.
After returning to their sect and receiving treatment, when they wake up and are asked about what happened, their memories become very dull.
The memory of the major event that just happened to them is vague, and as time goes by, after they recover, there is even a chance that they will completely forget everything related to the injury.
"Did you experience any great calamity in the past? Were you seriously injured?" Ji Mofan asked him.
In fact, pursuing the answer to this question may not be meaningful, but Ji Mo Fan just really wants to keep asking.
It was a strange impulse. He usually manages to control his emotions, but for some reason, he failed this time.
When I came to my senses, the words were already out, so I could only go along with it.
"Yes...yes, right?" Similar to the state described by Elder Yifeng and Ji Mofan, Xihe's eyes were vacant, and she struggled to catch even a few words when she was lost in memories.
He subconsciously touched his chest, but in the end he shook his head. "It happened a long time ago. Not only have I almost forgotten it, but even the scar has almost disappeared."
Ji Mofan's eyes flashed, but this time he lowered his gaze and did not continue to ask questions.
It is true that Xihe has many strange characteristics, but that is not important for the current situation. The first thing to solve is the problem of Demon Lord Xiao Wangyan.
Moreover, there are still many unanswered questions about himself, so it's not his place to deal with Xihe first.
"Before the Demon Lord disappeared, what exactly did he tell you?" Taking a deep breath, he changed the subject and got back on track.
"Where will he go, what will he do, how long will he stay—did he not mention any of these things to you?"
Xihe shook his head honestly.
Ji Mofan almost thought that the Demon Lord he had seen recently, who was either lazily eating berries or acting irresponsibly and making everyone unhappy, was just an illusion.
Is that really the kind of personality that Xihe, such a blockhead, could portray?
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