When Lin Ju'an first joined the Yun Cang Sword Sect, he was given a chance to enter the Burial Tomb to sense things. Unfortunately, no sword spirit took notice of him at that time, so he had to leave in disgrace.
He hadn't cared too much about this before, after all, there were thousands of disciples in the Yuncang Sword Sect, and at least half of them used the disciple's iron sword.
In addition, those who have exclusive weapons are mostly sponsored by their families or are lucky enough to get them by chance during their training.
Moreover, their chief disciple has always used the disciple's iron sword, yet he still managed to amaze the entire cultivation world at the Dao Inquiry Conference.
It's clear that running slowly isn't the fault of an uneven road.
But now...
Lin Ju'an looked at the sword at Ji Mofan's waist, which was clearly of exceptional quality.
Since his senior brother had said so, he suddenly felt a little tempted.
"With your strength, you'll definitely be able to secure one of the eighteen seats among the inner disciples on this trip to the Dark Aura Secret Realm." Ji Mo Fan naturally didn't ignore his gaze, but he just smiled casually.
Pursuing greater strength on the path of cultivation is a good thing.
"There are many opportunities in the secret realm. If you come across a weapon that suits you, I can help you seize that opportunity," he said.
"Then I, Ju'an, will thank you in advance, Senior Brother." Lin Ju'an was surprised and bowed to him again.
He felt like he had said thank you countless times today.
Although he was deeply moved by Ji Mofan's words, Lin Ju'an did not actually have high hopes for the matter.
What opportunities might lie in the secret realm is anyone's guess. Who knows if he might just happen to encounter a weapon that suits him perfectly?
He must be of the water element, a swordsman, and the sword spirit within him must also acknowledge him as a person.
It's really difficult.
Besides, even if they were so lucky to encounter such a thing, why should Lin Ju'an be the one to get his hands on it?
There are many cultivators with water-elemental spiritual roots in the Yuncang Sword Sect, and everyone longs for a divine weapon to protect them.
Thinking about this, Lin Ju'an couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
"Senior Brother, I have a question, but I'm not sure if I should ask it." He hesitated, carefully choosing his words, before speaking, "Why do you show such special favor to someone as unremarkable as me?"
There are rumors circulating in the Yun Cang Sword Sect that their chief disciple has recently changed his personality.
For these inner disciples, the feeling was naturally not as clear as that of the elders and true disciples, but they could still feel that the winds of change were blowing in a different direction.
Ji Mofan is no longer the same as before, unconditionally showing the utmost goodwill to everyone, as can be seen from his behavior when he appeared at the welcome party.
Although the details of his daring to challenge the elders and take a lightning-spirited youth under his wing for the first time in history are not very clear, the matter is already known to everyone in the Yun Cang Sword Sect.
That's why Lin Ju'an was so nervous when he first heard his summons that he lost his composure and almost offended the chief.
Ji Mofan was not surprised by his question.
He knew that recently, some rumors had been circulating among the disciples of Yuncang Sword Sect, and some of the sentiment was even unfavorable to him. They said that he was arrogant and self-important, considered himself the number one person in Yuncang Sword Sect, and looked down on all the elders and senior disciples. They said that he was acting recklessly in the sect because the old sect leader was in seclusion.
He didn't bother to investigate who the person who spread these rumors was; he figured everyone had contributed.
For the elders and true disciples, there were vested interests involved.
For ordinary disciples, he was a very exciting topic of conversation.
No one is innocent.
"You are very smart," Ji Mofan commented on Lin Ju'an.
Lin Ju'an's hands, which were clasped together, involuntarily clenched tightly.
"I'm good to you because I expect you to give me the reciprocation I want, within your means."
The Snow Embracing Sword was drawn, carrying Ji Mo Fan as it floated up and hovered in mid-air in front of Lin Ju'an.
Yes, the view from above is definitely more impressive.
Lin Ju'an was slightly taken aback.
He had actually thought that Ji Mofan might need his help with something.
But I never expected him to be so blunt, without any tact.
It makes sense, considering that Ji Mofan has never been one to go through the motions.
Even if you change your gender, some things in your bones will never be lost.
"I will follow your instructions, Senior Brother," Lin Ju'an said.
Although what Jimo Fan offered at this time was merely an empty promise...
But that was just an empty promise from the chief disciple of Yun Cang Sword Sect.
Regardless of whether Ji Mofan's past character was reliable, Lin Ju'an's status alone meant he had no right to refuse.
A smile flashed in Ji Mofan's eyes.
It seems he chose the right person.
Lin Ju'an has always been quiet and composed. In the eyes of others, he seems to be indifferent to worldly affairs, but he can always be like a sharp blade when needed, easily showing his super strength.
He is intelligent and doesn't talk much. As long as you make things clear and use appropriate coercion and inducement, you don't have to worry about him not obeying.
Jimo Fanben also did not want to use such a scheming method.
But his past experiences had caused him so much trouble that he no longer held any hope for fleeting, ephemeral emotions.
Only fear and self-interest are real.
Moreover, the reason why Ji Mofan chose him was not entirely because of his personality.
If given the chance, he would prefer to choose a younger child.
Children's values are not fully formed, so they are easier to fool.
But Lin Ju'an was the only one on his shortlist who had a water-elemental root.
In his previous life, Qi Fengyu entered the Dark Aura Secret Realm with the main group and encountered an opportunity there.
The crowd cleared the obstacles for him, helping him obtain a divine weapon.
In the end, Qi Fengyu used the very sword that Ji Mofan had helped him obtain to pierce his spirit.
The thought that the sword might fall into Qi Fengyu's hands again in this lifetime gave Ji Mofan goosebumps all over his body.
He had to strike first and cut off any possibility of Qi Fengyu getting the sword.
The selection of inner disciples proceeded without any surprises, and the final list of eighteen people was exactly the same as in the previous life.
When Ji Mofan led a large group of people from Yun Cang Sword Sect on flying magical artifacts, Ge Gen clutched his robes with extreme reluctance.
“Master, you must return safely,” he said.
Ji Mofan patted the child's head.
“When I return, I will check your cultivation level,” he said. “If you are still stuck in the same place, I will punish you by making you run laps around Yuncang Mountain.”
"I will definitely work hard in my cultivation! I will never slack off!" Ge Gen solemnly clenched his fist and promised him.
"Why are you dragging your feet? It's not like we'll never see each other again, it's only seven days." A muscular young man next to him couldn't help but scoff.
"And your master might be able to come back early. With his physical condition, he might not be able to withstand the seven-day training in the secret realm."
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