Ji Mofan didn't feel that he had the kind of "love" for Qi Fengyu that you read about in stories; he just saw her as someone he needed to protect and spoil.
Therefore, when Ji Mo Fan lost the Daoist Tournament and Qi Fengyu came to visit him while he was ill, his first reaction was to cancel his Daoist ceremony with Qi Fengyu.
He felt he was no longer able to protect Qi Fengyu, so he hoped he could find another person worthy of his trust.
But at that time, Qi Fengyu was crying her eyes out, and for once she didn't care about her image at all. She cried her heart out in front of him, saying that if she couldn't marry Ji Mofan, she would rather destroy her spiritual root.
Ji Mo Fan was quite frightened by him and had no choice but to agree to continue the unfinished ceremony.
As it turned out, it was truly impossible to find another sucker like him, even with a lantern.
Li Geyue used to always chase after Qi Fengyu, but from the day he and Ji Mofan confirmed that they would be holding a Dao Couple Ceremony, he unconsciously faded out of their sight.
Ji Mofan didn't know what kind of backer he later found, but judging from the fact that he was able to plan for his future so much at the age of sixteen, he must have had a good life afterward.
In the end, only Ji Mofan lived a bad life.
"why are you laughing?"
Shen Yun's sudden voice brought Ji Mo Fan back from his reverie of his past life.
He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the corner of his mouth, only to find that a slightly self-deprecating smile had crept onto it without him noticing.
"No, I just think everyone's points are very valid." He put his hand down and gave a perfunctory reply with a serious expression.
There's nothing good to hear. Apart from Qi Fengyu being the only variable, the other participants in the secret realm training remain unchanged.
Even though more than a month had passed since Ji Mo Fan was last injured, his injuries had not fully healed in his previous life.
Not only was he busy with sect affairs, but he also lacked sufficient spiritual medicine supplies. It could be said that his survival was due to his strong will.
Even so, he was still asked by the elders of the sect to lead a group of disciples into the Dark Aura Secret Realm as the vanguard for training.
As a result, he not only had to command the battle, but also had to spare some attention to protect the delicate and frail Qi Fengyu.
If you were to ask how Qi Fengyu, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was able to enter a secret realm for those at the Golden Core stage or higher...
Don't ask, the answer is that with spirit stones, you can buy any magical artifact.
This includes talismans that can disguise one's cultivation level and deceive the guardians of the secret realm.
Therefore, it is a great thing that Qi Fengyu cannot enter this year. Not only does it save Ji Mofan from having to put on a show in front of everyone, it also saves Yun Cang Sword Sect a lot of spirit stones.
Each and every one of these empires was built by Ji Mofan's own hands. How could he have allowed these people to squander it so lavishly in his previous life without feeling any remorse?
That's such a waste.
"This time, why don't we have Elder Ji's eldest disciple lead the team into the secret realm?" Yan Shiqi said. "The chief disciple has just recovered from serious injuries and probably doesn't have the energy to command the entire team properly."
In order to avoid those sect affairs, Ji Mofan has developed a particularly skilled ability to feign illness.
After all, he had a particularly useful template in front of him to learn from.
In his previous life, Qi Fengyu's body had been almost fully recovered after using the Azure Phoenix Demon Core. However, he still coughed and wheezed frequently, just to gain sympathy from the sect members.
Ji Mo Fan's aptitude for learning is truly remarkable. Whether it's learning something good or bad, there's nothing he can't learn, only things he doesn't want to learn.
“I don’t think this is appropriate,” Shen Yun said with a frown. “Since Xiao Fan has participated in this secret realm training, he should lead the team.”
"Whether based on seniority or personal cultivation, he should be the most suitable candidate."
"Elder Shen's words are too nice to hear but useless." Ji Yunhong had the opportunity to let his disciple speak up, so of course he didn't hold back in criticizing him.
“It’s true that the chief is the most legitimate, but Elder Shen should also consider the actual situation.” He pointed to Ji Mofan, who was leaning back in his chair on the high platform, casually watching the farce with his eyes half-closed.
"For the past two weeks, the chief has almost canceled all sect affairs and has been staying in his courtyard to recuperate. His health has deteriorated to such an extent that, no matter how you look at it, we should not entrust such an important position as team leader to him."
"I think Elder Ji makes sense."
"Yes, Elder Ji's eldest disciple is the most senior among all the true disciples, and his cultivation is second only to the chief disciple. It is perfectly reasonable to entrust him with the task of leading the team."
"Our chief has devoted himself to the Yun Cang Sword Sect, it's time for him to rest for a while."
Given the opportunity to suppress Shen Yun and his disciples, who have recently been gaining popularity, everyone is naturally happy to step on them.
It's just that Shen Yun is really not likable.
Besides, even though they couldn't win against Ji Yunhong this time, what about next time?
Once we've set this precedent, why worry that the next opportunity won't come our way?
Shen Yun was about to be trampled to the ground by one person and one foot.
But he was helpless, after all, in terms of seniority, he was nothing among the eight elders.
Now that Ji Mofan is no longer useful, and although Li Geyue has some talent, he is too young. If given a few more years to grow, Shen Yun might be able to propose that his second disciple take over the leadership position at this time.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Li Geyue, who was standing behind him pretending to be a statue, with a look of exasperation.
Li Geyue, who was glared at for no reason: ...?
Why did you suddenly give him that look?
He didn't do anything.
"Xiao Fan, what's your opinion?" Shen Yun glared at Li Geyue, then looked at Ji Mo Fan, who had remained silent.
"Elders, my opinion is the same as Master's." Ji Mo Fan had been making Shen Yun unhappy for quite some time, so it was rare for him to agree with him today.
Shen Yun's gaze unconsciously carried a hint of suspicion.
Is this kid up to some mischief again?
"Chief, there's no need for you to force yourself." Yan Shiqi lightly shook the folding fan in her hand, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing in disapproval.
"It's not that I'm forcing myself to do it, but the Yun Cang Sword Sect needs me to do it right now." Ji Mo Fan coughed lightly twice.
"With the new Dao Inquiry Conference about to convene, the eyes of the cultivation world are all focused on the five major sects. As the chief of the Yun Cang Sword Sect, if I were to make a mistake in front of everyone at this time, it would be a direct message to the cultivation world that the Yun Cang Sword Sect is doomed."
Upon hearing this, everyone present fell silent.
“That may be true, but if the chief disciple insists on taking on the role of team leader but is unable to perform well in the secret realm, wouldn’t that make the entire cultivation world laugh at my Yun Cang Sword Sect?” Ji Yunhong argued.
"No, that won't happen." Ji Mofan smiled. "If such a thing were to happen, I, Ji Mofan, would voluntarily resign from my position as the chief disciple."
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