At the dimly lit bottom of the Cliff of Memories, a young man in a light blue robe sat cross-legged. His body was covered with marks from injuries that had not been properly treated and had only been hastily bandaged, with black bloodstains on the gauze.
His dark eyes slowly opened in the darkness.
Just as Ji Mo Fan was recovering from the excruciating pain of his dantian being ripped open, he was then blasted by a cold wind.
Wasn't he already dead? How come the wind on the Bridge of Helplessness is exactly the same as the wind on the Cliff of Remembering Bitterness in the Cloud Cang Sword Sect?
He barely managed to open his eyelids a crack in the knife-like wind when a sound transmission talisman suddenly struck his face.
"Xiao Yu is unwell, come to the main peak immediately."
His master Shen Yun's voice came from inside.
Ji Mo Fan paused in his actions.
He remembered this, but it should have happened a year before he died, right?
A revolving lantern? Or...?
He returned to a point in time a year before his death?
No one could explain it to him, so Ji Mo Fan frowned and could only do as he was told to go to the main peak first.
Shen Yun waited for him in the main peak's young sect leader's bedroom.
Stepping into this room, Ji Mofan couldn't help but feel as if he had stepped into another world.
"What are you standing there for? Come in quickly," Shen Yun called to him.
Ji Mo Fan nodded and slowly approached.
Besides Shen Yun, there were two other people in the bedchamber.
Young Sect Master Qi Fengyu lay weakly on the couch, her face pale and looking pitiful.
Ji Mo Fan frowned.
In his memory, Qi Fengyu killed him on the very night they became Daoist partners.
His boastful words were still ringing in my ears. He said his illness had long been cured, and he had been pretending for so long just to lure Ji Mofan into lowering his guard so he could steal his inner core.
Qi Fengyu, who was out of memory, coughed twice and tugged at Shen Yun, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Elder Shen, please don't be harsh with Senior Brother. He just returned from Yiku Cliff..." His voice was soft and gentle, and anyone who heard it would feel sorry for him.
Jimo Fan is an exception.
If the pain of having his spiritual platform dissected by Qi Fengyu hadn't been so real, he too would have been fooled by this appearance.
Qi Fengyu's words seemed to be pleading for Ji Mofan, but in reality, they were reminding Shen Yun that Ji Mofan had also made a mistake.
Shen Yun's expression darkened slightly, and he gently tapped the hand that Qi Fengyu was holding his sleeve. "I know Xiaoyu is tolerant, but a mistake is a mistake, and there is no room for excuses."
“Yes, especially since Senior Brother is the chief disciple of Yun Cang Sword Sect, he should set an example.” Li Geyue, the junior brother of the young man in a fiery red robe next to Ji Mofan, chimed in, “Don’t blame yourself.”
Seeing Qi Fengyu's timid expression, Ji Mofan almost couldn't help but sneer.
Everyone in the Yuncang Sword Sect liked this young sect leader.
Although the young sect leader has low talent, although he's always sickly and like a walking medicine cabinet, although he always makes stupid, low-level mistakes for no apparent reason...
But everyone still spoiled him unconditionally.
Because of his stunningly handsome appearance and his silver tongue that's adept at playing the victim.
Looking at the wolf in sheep's clothing before him, and the ingrates all around him, he unconsciously clenched his hands at his sides, oblivious to the pain in his palms caused by his nails.
Half a month ago, he accepted a mission from his sect to go to the mortal realm to exorcise demons. However, Qi Fengyu, oblivious to his own mortality, secretly followed him.
Having barely managed to reach the Foundation Establishment stage through the accumulation of rare and precious materials, he struggles to even protect himself from powerful demons, let alone exorcise them.
Ji Mofan wanted to persuade him to go back as soon as he found out, but he was fooled by the man's sweet words, such as his tearful promise that he would not cause any trouble and that he just wanted to go out of the sect for a bit of fresh air. Ji Mofan agreed to take him with him.
It turns out that not a single word he said was credible.
As expected, Qi Fengyu failed at the crucial moment again, unable to even draw his sword when the great demon appeared.
Forget about making an effective defense, even flying on a sword wouldn't work.
It was only after Ji Mo Fan was seriously injured in one hand that Qi Feng Yu's life was saved.
The sect's most precious treasure sneaked out, and of course, it was discovered very quickly. When Ji Mofan brought Qi Fengyu back, who had developed a high fever from being frightened by the great demon, he was met with a barrage of scolding from his fellow disciples.
No one cared about his injuries from saving people, and Shen Yun even sent him to Yiku Cliff to reflect on his actions.
What's worse, Ji Mofan actually thought it was his fault at the time. He was the one who failed to kill the great demon in time, and thus he obediently stayed in the cold and dark Yiku Cliff for half a month.
The injury from half a month ago has not fully healed, and my arm still aches slightly whenever I exert myself.
He was dealing with a fire-attribute Flame Sparrow, while Ji Mo Fan himself had an ice spirit root.
Ice and fire are mutually restraining. Logically speaking, Ji Mofan, who has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, should not have been so badly injured, even if he could not completely overwhelm the Flame Sparrow in the late Golden Core stage.
Because of Qi Fengyu, he was forced to be distracted during the duel.
This hand has not received any treatment for half a month, relying solely on its own spiritual energy for nourishment.
This was also the reason in his previous life, which left him with irreversible damage, and his right hand could no longer hold a sword for a long time.
How could Ji Mofan, who had always been a standout among his peers, bear such a blow? On the surface, he appeared calm and collected, but in his heart, inner demons had already begun to fester.
Otherwise, Qi Fengyu wouldn't have been able to easily invade his spiritual platform and remove his inner core.
"Xiao Fan, Xiao Yu's condition has recently worsened, which is inseparable from your unauthorized departure from the sect last time." Shen Yun's voice rang out again, pulling Ji Mo Fan back from his memories.
Ji Mo Fan remained silent.
"It seems you haven't reflected on your actions at all during the half-month you spent at Yiku Cliff!" Shen Yun immediately raised his voice to reprimand him when he remained silent.
"Elder Shen..." Qi Fengyu started to whine again.
"...This disciple knows his mistake." Ji Mo Fan seemed to suddenly come to his senses, just like the gentle appearance everyone remembered, and lowered his eyes to admit his mistake.
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