Despite sitting in a cool indoor environment, Lao Jia was sweating profusely.
This matter is simply beyond the capacity of a mere clerk like him to handle!
The only thing he can do now is to keep Xiao Wangyan in check and prevent him from making a big fuss about the matter, and to minimize the impact before it gets out of hand.
Good heavens, this is a huge test for a child who is not even three hundred years old!
Old Jia wiped his shiny scalp. "Anyway, that's how it is."
After listening to Lao Jia recount the whole story, Fang Xuan and Li Jinchu both fell silent.
Old Jia, who had been wearing a professional smile, now twitched a little. "Um, gentlemen?"
Why do these two people look so serious?
Oh my god, could there really be some earth-shattering secret behind this?
Then he should shut his ears and immediately ask for leave to go home.
He said that he stepped in dog poop as soon as he left his house today, and that he was definitely going to have a lot of bad luck.
Is it too late to say you have a stomachache and run away?
"You mean, the name Ji Mofan isn't in your Book of Life and Death?" Li Jinchu glanced at Fang Xian, then turned to negotiate with Lao Jia before letting him speak.
Old Jia looked very unwell. "No. Before you two arrived, I not only searched our system but also went through all the paper materials again, and I couldn't find this name anywhere."
“But this person really existed in our small world,” Li Jinchu said. “Not only do we know him, but if you go to the lower realm where we live to investigate, many people will know the name Ji Mofan.”
Old Jia's forehead was sweating profusely again.
What are the ghost messengers doing? A person of such high renown died, and no one found his soul after his death, yet no one reported any unusual events for over eighty years?
"This matter... the Underworld will definitely give a result that satisfies everyone." Old Jia hesitated for a long time, and could only use platitudes to appease everyone first. "But the reason I invited you two here today is to ask you to help me take that person named Xiao Wangyan back to your small world first."
"I didn't mean anything by it. It's just that if he continues to stay here, the underworld will inevitably have to allocate more personnel to receive him, right?"
"It's not that it will affect our normal work. The underworld has a reception department, and it's not that we are unwilling to receive him."
"But if he can go back, wouldn't our staff be able to dedicate more resources to investigating the matter of Ji Mo Fan?"
They spouted a lot of official jargon and platitudes, but the core message was simply to get rid of Xiao Wangyan, this troublesome fellow, as soon as possible.
If he doesn't leave soon, he can flip through the Book of Life and Death in every region of the underworld.
This is seriously disrupting their normal work!
Li Jinchu didn't make things difficult for him on this matter and nodded easily, "Then please take us to see him."
The matter of persuading Xiao Wangyan to leave went exceptionally smoothly.
Although they were on the battlefield of the war between immortals and demons not long ago, after ascending to the upper realm, the affairs of the lower realm were no longer their concern, and they no longer had any reason to oppose each other.
Moreover, the focus of the problem now is not Xiao Wangyan, who didn't stay on the battlefield but instead came to the underworld to cause trouble.
Instead, it was Jimo Fan, whose name was inexplicably not found in the Book of Life and Death.
"I've looked through all the Books of Life and Death from similar and dissimilar eras, but I still couldn't find Ji Mofan." Xiao Wangyan casually sat on Li Jinchu's flying artifact, occupying the most comfortable single sofa. His posture was crooked and awkward, not pretty, but it was certainly comfortable to look at.
Although Li Jinchu found it strange that Xiao Wangyan, a demon lord, would not care about the demon cultivators under his command but instead go to find a righteous cultivator who had been dead for more than eighty years, she did not ask any further questions.
Because he was also more curious about things related to Jimo Fan.
"Could there be some other meaning behind Heaven specifically entrusting this matter to us?" Fang Xuan suddenly muttered to himself.
Li Jinchu frowned slightly. "Yes, there are so many unemployed immortals, how could it be such a coincidence that they chose us, who both knew Ji Mofan?"
Ji Mofan is definitely not an unfamiliar name to cultivators of their age, but most people know of his existence but have never actually interacted with him face to face.
But the two of them were different; they had both had dealings with Ji Mofan.
What is Heaven planning?
"Don't you have a way to ask him directly why?" Xiao Wangyan curled his lip. "It's understandable that I, as a demonic cultivator, can't see the Heavenly Dao. But you two are both ascension immortals, how come you're still so useless?"
The two people sitting side by side on the other side of the double sofa exchanged a silent glance.
I feel a little guilty, but that's really the case.
Most of the immortals only had the opportunity to meet the Heavenly Dao face-to-face once on the day of their ascension. Any other interactions they had with him afterward came from the decrees he sent down with lightning.
Communication is always one-sided.
However, if nothing unexpected happens, Heaven is probably watching them all the time, so if there is anything they want to verify, they can just look up at the sky and shout it out.
Although Heaven will most likely not reply after reading.
After all, there are too many people who cry out to God every day. If he had to review and approve each one individually, he would be driven crazy by the annoyance.
"So how exactly did Ji Mofan die?" Fang Xuan's face was full of wrinkles as he abruptly changed the subject.
“I remember he still had the energy to prepare for his Daoist ceremony with their young sect leader,” Li Jinchu said. “He even personally delivered the invitation to the Xiaoling Sect.”
"Who knew that things would suddenly turn out like this..."
Fang Xian could not comment on this matter because he was not on the invitation list for that ceremony.
All he knew was that Ji Mofan had disappeared without a trace since then, and it wasn't until some time later that the Yun Cang Sword Sect announced that he had died from overwork.
Xiao Wangyan suddenly let out a cold laugh, "What do you mean by dying from overwork?"
"He was clearly murdered."
Upon hearing this, both Li Jinchu and Fang Xuan looked up in surprise. "What?"
“Only you people would think that since we are all righteous cultivators, everyone must be a good person.” Xiao Wangyan raised his hand and pointed at the tips of their noses. “Actually, everyone in the Yuncang Sword Sect is a scoundrel.”
The two of them were momentarily speechless after being scolded.
Of course, they were not blindly confident that there were no evil people among the righteous cultivators; otherwise, there wouldn't be institutions like the Discipline Hall and the Law Division.
The problem is, what Xiao Wangyan said was really too strange.
Would the entire Yuncang Sword Sect lie together?
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