Some villagers gasped in surprise; with that kind of force, even an adult would be pierced through.
"Clang!"
But the sickle stopped abruptly just three inches from Ji Mofan.
Ice crystals condensed inch by inch on the blade, spreading throughout the entire scythe in an instant. Ji Mofan simply raised his hand and flicked it lightly, and the scythe instantly turned to dust in his hand.
"Still not repenting?" Despite being a boy who looked to be ten years old, his aura was frighteningly powerful when he spoke.
The weather was already cold, and now everyone was shivering from the cold.
Among the group, it was Old Master Wang who was the first to understand the situation. He pulled his sons aside and put on a simple and honest smile. "The immortal has spoken, how can we mortals disobey?"
“Cultivators do not interfere in mortal affairs. I only want justice for this dog demon who has been unjustly harmed.” Ji Mo Fan ignored his sarcastic remarks and lowered his eyes to pat the head of the puppy in his arms.
"As for the sins your family has committed, there is a place for judgment." He raised his head, his gaze just catching a few small heads peeking out from the porch.
Several little girls were huddled together, their hair and faces all messy, with only a small part of their bodies showing, dressed in tattered single-layer clothes.
So the reason I didn't come out to join the fun earlier wasn't because I didn't want to, but because I had no clothes to wear.
Wang Dabao's treatment was completely opposite to theirs; he was even better dressed than the wives in the family, and he was so fat that he looked like a pig wearing a cotton-padded coat from a distance.
“I have already sent a message to the Department of Justice.” Ji Mo Fan withdrew his gaze. “An official in charge of this matter will come to meet us later.”
It's inconvenient for him to manage, but someone else can.
The tradition of valuing sons over daughters in the mortal realm has lasted for countless years, but generally, if it's not excessive, no one will care.
Even in families that treat their children equally, and even if they can be impartial when the children are young, they will assume that after the family separates, the elderly will live with their sons, and the daughters will have no connection with their maternal family after they get married.
But that's no excuse for not treating the women in your family like human beings.
"As for your Wang Dabao." Ji Mofan then looked at the child who, even though he couldn't speak, was still staring at him with an extremely fierce gaze.
"When you learn about propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame, and when you learn to respect others, the curse of silence will naturally dissipate."
"Otherwise, you'll just have to wait for it to rot away, starting from your mouth."
A few words were enough to instantly change Wang Dabao's eyes from fierce to terrified, and he actually opened his mouth wide and burst into tears.
Her expression was much better than when she was pointing at the puppy, yelling and crying.
At least he is now genuinely feeling desperate.
That was just a bluff; she was only trying to achieve her goal by crying and making a scene.
And it's silent; if it's too noisy for your eyes, you can just turn your head away from it.
*
Today's demon-slaying mission was resolved in a chaotic and disorganized manner.
Even after Ji Mofan returned to the Yun Cang Sword Sect with Shen Yun, he was still holding that little dog in his arms.
The puppy is now on its last legs.
Even though it had been mutated into a demonic beast, it could not withstand the cultivator's soul-searching technique.
Especially since it wasn't a particularly strong monster, the reason it was able to survive the poisonous weeds was entirely due to its willpower to fight for its young master.
Now that his last breath has dissipated, he's like a lamp running out of oil.
“You brought him back…” Shen Yun was about to say, “Why did you bring this thing back?”
But after thinking about it, he kept quiet. After all, Ji Mofan had just solved a big problem on his own, which was enough to prove that every judgment he made was not unfounded.
Regardless of the reason, he, as the master, shouldn't always be so discouraging.
The indifference shown to the villagers just now must have already hurt Ji Mofan deeply. If this attitude continues, it will only push Ji Mofan further away.
He only had one disciple, and he was a very promising one.
You need to win him over appropriately and tie him to your side.
"Should we find a place to bury him?" Shen Yun asked him.
Ji Mofan reached out and patted the head of the puppy in his arms.
"Master, was what I did right?" He looked up, his eyes filled with confusion. "Although he was wronged, he was ultimately just a demon beast."
"To make people suffer for the sake of demons is not what the book teaches."
"I was just too angry, so I did it without thinking..."
The child lowered his head, looking very ashamed.
Shen Yun pondered how to teach him.
In fact, there is no absolute right or wrong judgment in this kind of matter.
The world doesn't always grow according to textbooks; in many cases, you need to be adaptable.
The reason the book writes it this way is because most monsters are not human-like.
Their way of thinking is completely different from that of humans. What is good for them from a human perspective may not be so in their eyes.
The saying "Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts" is not simply a derogatory term; it can sometimes be equated with the deeper meaning of "How can you know the joy of a fish if you are not a fish yourself?"
That's why they were taught this way in order to protect the cultivators from harm.
However, if a cultivator already has the ability to protect themselves, then there is no need to worry about how to deal with demonic beasts; they can simply rely on their own conscience.
Sticking to your own principles is the right thing to do.
But Shen Yun didn't want to talk about these things.
Ji Mofan was so disobedient today; he actually dared to defy his master in front of so many people.
If we teach him to strengthen his resolve in the Dao now, he will only become more arrogant and less respectful of his master.
"If you know you made a mistake, don't repeat it next time," Shen Yun said. "You were lucky this time, the monster you encountered was in sync with your thinking. But next time might not be so."
"From the distant story of the farmer and the snake to the more recent example of the disciple under the elder next door, both are tragedies caused by sympathy for animals."
"I would never harm you, don't you believe me?"
Ji Mofan tilted his head and pondered for a long time.
Finally, he nodded with difficulty, "Yes, Master, I understand."
In the end, Ji Mofan did not find a proper burial place for the little dog.
He made a special trip down the mountain to a secluded spot near the village that is open year-round.
Monsters are only truly safe in secret realms.
—The safest option for humans.
The barrier of the secret realm prevents demonic energy from leaking out. Since the demonic beasts outside cannot absorb more demonic energy, they will not continue to grow stronger and threaten the lives of mortals.
Even though Ji Mofan knew that leaving this little dog, who was not familiar with the use of demonic energy and whose soul had been damaged by the Soul Searching Technique, alone here would likely cause him to die within a few hours.
But that's what his master instructed him to do.
Master may make mistakes, but Master will never harm him.
Otherwise, why would you have picked him out from a group of beggar children in the first place...?
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