It felt like such a long time ago that Li Geyue could hardly remember the last time Ji Mofan spoke to her kindly.
No... it's not that he can't remember, but rather that he never cared about the warmth that Ji Mofan had given him before.
If he hadn't felt the sudden discomfort after losing it, he would have even forgotten how difficult it was for him when he first joined the Yuncang Sword Sect.
He had the temper of a young master, but after joining the sect, no one indulged his privileged lifestyle. He offended almost all his fellow disciples as soon as he entered the sect, and even those who hadn't been offended by him kept their distance from him because of his "prestige".
How did he get through that time...?
His somewhat dazed gaze fell once again on Ji Mofan.
It was Ji Mo Fan who came over.
He made Li Geyue call him senior brother and guided him to learn immortal techniques little by little, starting with wielding a sword.
While the other senior brothers and elders disliked this unruly child, it was Ji Mofan who used his own influence to arrange all the necessary cultivation resources for him.
But when did he completely forget all of this...?
It seems to have been after Ji Mofan was appointed as the chief disciple?
At the age of seventeen, he became famous throughout the world at the Daodao Conference, and more and more people surrounded Jimo Fan.
Ji Mofan gradually stopped focusing his attention solely on his junior brother, who was always causing trouble behind him; he had more important things to do.
At that time, Li Ge thought that if he could also become as dazzling as his senior brother by diligently cultivating and helping his fellow disciples, just like his senior brother.
But how did things turn out this way...?
Ji Mofan ignored what Li Geyue was struggling with and took a sip of the tea that Li Jinchu had brought.
Hmm, this is much better to drink. It's so much better than those teas in the Demon Palace that were tainted by demonic energy.
Li Geyue finally shuffled over with small, hesitant steps, but she didn't dare to lift her head while sitting there, and greeted Li Jinchu in a very sullen manner.
"Young Master."
Although Li Jinchu referred to himself as "elder brother," the values instilled in him by the Li family since childhood made him dare not call this young man, who was more than ten years older than him, his elder brother.
Besides, although this person's name is written on the same line as his own in the family tree, who knows how many roundabout the blood relationship is, and he's not much younger than his own father.
Li Geyue simply couldn't bring herself to say it.
Moreover... I guess even the family tree records have been erased now.
If he had simply committed suicide when he first fell into demonic ways, although it doesn't sound very nice, the Li family wouldn't have made things difficult for a collateral relative who had neither achieved anything nor done anything evil.
Even after his death, he was able to continue to be a member of the Li family and enjoy incense offerings in the ancestral hall.
However, Li Geyue disrupted Ji Mofan and Qi Fengyu's Daoist ceremony in front of all the immortal sects.
The Li family must have erased his name from the family genealogy long ago.
I wonder how my father, mother, and eldest sister are doing now.
Ji Mo Fan glanced at Li Geyue, who was huddled to the side like a quail.
Although I only raised him for four years, given his personality—his likes and dislikes are always on his mind—I could guess what he was thinking at a glance.
Ji Mofan had no intention of criticizing other people's family education. After all, he had been raising Li Geyue for four years and hadn't taught her anything remarkable himself.
However, it cannot be denied that the parents and family who raised Li Geyue to have this kind of personality are somewhat to blame.
However, he only had himself to blame.
"How's the investigation going with what I asked you to do?" Ji Mofan asked him.
Li Geyue couldn't help but glance at Li Jinchu beside her, and then replied to Ji Mofan in a seemingly obedient manner, "I have heard of quite a few demonic cultivators whose realm is above the Refinement of Void realm and who have recently disappeared, but all of them have confirmed eyewitnesses, and their remains can be found. The cause of death is fighting with others. None of them disappeared into thin air."
Ji Mofan unconsciously tapped the desktop twice with his fingertips.
This is strange. According to what he knew about possession, this path violates the laws of nature and cause and effect, and will certainly bring unusual punishment.
The Heavenly Tribulation lightning created a scorched, barren wasteland around the Thousand Crane Tower. If it were to strike the caster, it would surely destroy the soulless body completely.
How could they all die in battles against each other?
Moreover, the act of possession requires the practitioner to be aware of it before death and to be fully prepared. Only by overcoming the rules of reincarnation with strong willpower in the moment before death can one possibly defy the heavens.
People who can meet these standards...
Ji Mo Fan Dian paused on the table with his fingertips.
Tsk, how could we be so blind to the obvious and forget the most suspicious person?
The suspect, Demon Lord Xiao Wangyan, whose cultivation level is above the Void Refinement realm and who has currently disappeared in the Demon Realm, is right in front of him.
The fact that their cultivation levels didn't match made him not consider this possibility. Xiao Wangyan's strength far exceeded that of a Void Refining cultivator, so explaining it as possession seemed a bit strange.
However, considering that he extracted a wisp of his divine soul and left it in Xihe's hands to disguise and deceive other demon cultivators in the demon realm, it is not unreasonable that his cultivation level suddenly dropped by a large margin.
Is Wang Shu the same person as Xiao Wangyan?
Suppressing this conjecture that could not be verified for the time being, Ji Mofan raised his head, as if he had only just noticed that Li Geyue was covered in injuries.
"How did you get this injury?" Ji Mofan asked him.
Li Geyue's tone sounded somewhat aggrieved, as if she was complaining that her senior brother had only noticed such an important matter so late.
“These past few days, no matter where I am or what I do, there are always people who are openly or secretly picking on me.”
"I have no choice but to stay in the main city. At least here, any conflict must be resolved in the arena with the consent of both parties."
Ji Mofan recalled what Sheng Xi had said to him.
Someone hired someone through the mercenary guild to target Li Geyue.
But if the person Ji Mofan is investigating is the Demon Lord, then his true body has now possessed the cultivation world, and Xi He, who knows he is not here, is busy acting and deceiving everyone. So who is this person who is afraid that he will find out the truth?
Ji Mo Fan drank the tea in his cup dry.
"I will persuade the Demon Lord to relent and send you back to the safe realm of cultivation as soon as possible." He put down his teacup, the ceramic cup hitting the wooden table with a dull thud.
Li Jinchu fanned herself, raising an eyebrow. "You think you can talk to him like that? Did you really make some kind of inappropriate deal with him?"
"Ji Mo Fan, don't make a mistake."
Ji Mofan nodded and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to worry, "I know what I'm doing."
Li Jinchu didn't try to persuade her further, saying, "Then I'll keep Ge Yue for now."
Ji Mofan didn't say anything, but Li Geyue panicked first, "Senior Brother! Are you just going to abandon me like this?"
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