Ji Mofan did not answer immediately.
“You can consider it, but time is limited.” Qi Fengyu held up three fingers and shook them. “Three days. If you can’t give me a satisfactory answer by this time in three days, then don’t blame me.”
"What makes you so confident that I have no other way to solve the sect leader's problem?" Ji Mofan found his attitude rather strange.
After the Dao Asking Conference ended, the gift Changfeng Valley gave him was a contract to invite a Tribulation Transcending stage alchemist to come out of seclusion.
Logically speaking, Qi Fengyu only knew that the item had ended up in his hands, but he didn't know that he had used it to exchange for a Qilin egg.
How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly fool a Transcendental Alchemist?
Qi Fengyu remained silent, only looking at Ji Mofan with a sinister smile.
Ji Mo Fan suddenly realized something, "Gu worms?"
Other techniques can find alternative solutions, but the art of Gu poison has only one solution for each type of poison.
"So what if you guessed it?" Qi Fengyu's expression remained unchanged, and his smile even seemed to be widening. "As long as I don't agree, you can't save Qi Yuan."
A flash of cold light suddenly appeared in the air between the two of them.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Mo Fan drew his sword and stepped forward, the blade pressed against Ji Mo Fan's chin.
“I can take your life right now.” He narrowed his eyes, his expression chillingly cold.
Qi Fengyu's bedchamber was originally warmed by the burning charcoal fire, but now he had few clothes to keep warm and was enveloped by Ji Mofan's icy spiritual energy, causing his body to tremble slightly uncontrollably.
“You can’t harm me.” Qi Fengyu gritted her teeth, trying to control her trembling voice. “Gu techniques belong to unorthodox methods, but they don’t fall into the category of demonic cultivation.”
"If you really kill me in a moment of impulse, you will not only ruin Qi Yuan, but also yourself."
"Think it over carefully. You should know that you are in good health now. Even if you have your inner core removed, you will not die like you did in your previous life."
"You're not losing out by exchanging a core that can be cultivated back for Qi Yuan's life, are you?"
Ji Mo Fan really wanted to say that he would probably still die.
His true form is a puppet. Although other parts of him have become more like a human, the core, being a product of weapon crafting, remains his only Achilles' heel.
Even at their peak, piercing the Lingtai point would likely mean certain death.
However, there was no need to say these things to Qi Fengyu. He hesitated for only a moment before putting down his sword.
"I will give you an answer in three days." He left those words behind and turned to leave.
After leaving the Yuncang Sword Sect, he sent a communication talisman to Xiao Wangyan, who was currently loafing around at the Thousand Crane Tower.
The alchemist's contract he obtained from Changfeng Valley eventually ended up with Xiao Wangyan. Since he himself didn't have any illnesses that required a Tribulation Transcending stage alchemist to cure, the right to use it ultimately remained in Ji Mofan's hands.
He directly instructed Xiao Wangyan to bring the contract, intending for the two of them to visit the reclusive alchemist together.
"What level do you need to personally visit me to know?" Xiao Wangyan's face was covered with a terrifying-looking Nuo mask, and his unfriendly tone revealed a sinister meaning.
Ji Mofan showed no intention of comforting him, saying, "You are no longer the Lord of the Demon Realm, but merely a guest of unknown identity at Qianhe Tower."
Although Xiao Wangyan was unhappy, he was indeed unable to openly remove his mask and move about in the cultivation world.
This mask not only conceals his appearance but also serves as a magical artifact to hide his demonic aura.
Otherwise, he'll stink wherever he goes and become a nuisance.
...It's not that he's unhygienic, it's just that those righteous cultivators are too picky, they can't even stand the smell of demonic energy.
He's not even this averse to spiritual energy.
Moreover, it must be said that with this mask, Ji Mofan will no longer give him a sour look or avoid him like the plague.
Now they avoid it like the plague, their faces expressionless.
At least it can be considered an improvement.
According to information from Changfeng Valley, the alchemist's secluded dwelling was located in a remote mountain valley.
The surrounding environment along the way was quite beautiful, making it a truly livable place.
However, when Ji Mofan handed the contract to the medicine boy upon entering, asking him to pass it on, the little medicine boy looked somewhat troubled.
"Sir made an agreement with Changfeng Valley, and Immortal Master should not refuse to come with the contract." He glanced into the room as he spoke. "However, Sir is currently treating a patient, and it will take at least three days and at most half a month. He should not leave the alchemy room."
Ji Mofan narrowed his eyes.
What a coincidence!
Qi Fengyu gave him three days, and the alchemists here wouldn't be available for at least three days.
He simply wanted to ask a more authoritative alchemist to reconfirm Qi Yuan's condition and see if Qi Fengyu was bluffing in front of him.
After all, these are alchemists selected by Changfeng Valley, so they are definitely more reliable than them blindly stumbling around like headless flies.
However, since the other party could not receive him, Ji Mofan, having been turned away, had no intention of staying any longer to disturb him. He quickly took his leave before Xiao Wangyan could hold back, put away the contract, and prepared to turn and leave.
Just as he turned around, a communication talisman suddenly flew to the open space between them.
A yellow talisman suddenly burst into flames, and a male voice slowly emanated from within, "Xiao Xu, bring the guests to the main hall."
Jimo Fan's steps faltered.
He looked at the young apprentice who was being called "Xiao Xu," who also looked surprised, clearly not expecting his master to suddenly change his mind.
"Please come in with me, you two." However, the daze only lasted for a few seconds before he quickly came to his senses and turned to lead the way.
"Sir, you have been treating this patient for five or six years. Your rule every time you come is to refuse all visitors. It's not that you two immortals are being targeted." He explained to Ji Mofan as he walked forward, afraid that Ji Mofan might misunderstand something.
Ji Mo Fan waved his hand to indicate that he didn't mind.
The cultivation of alchemists is different from other professions. Those who can reach the Tribulation Transcendence stage must be extraordinary. Even if he has a seemingly plausible reason, or even if he is just being arrogant out of the blue, Ji Mo Fan has no logic to it.
They're geniuses; they have the right to act tough.
However, Ji Mofan drank an entire cup of tea in the main hall and still couldn't figure out why the master had suddenly changed his mind and let them in.
Xiao Wangyan was getting restless. "You invited us in, but then left us here to dry in the sun?"
Ji Mofan took out the prepared herbal tea from his Qiankun bag and poured it into the teacup in front of Xiao Wangyan, telling him not to get so angry.
Bringing Xiao Wangyan out was like having a cannonball hanging from his waist. This big Buddha had lived in the Demon Realm for a thousand years, and his style of doing things was always to fight if he couldn't stand it, regardless of whether it was reasonable or not.
But this is the world of cultivation, not the demon world where one punch can open all doors.
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