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第九百五十九章 假痴亦不癫

"Brother Xingwang, it's me, Mo Rujin," Mo Rujin hurriedly greeted even before he arrived.

Li Fan merely snorted coldly: "At the very least, you should recognize your opponent correctly if you want to be friendly!"

With that said, he once again charged at his avatar in his识海, which had just taken shape.

Although he couldn't summon other cultivators' divine consciousness, relying solely on those myriad divine demons made this attack quite formidable.

However, it was still significantly weaker than the previous one that had defeated Mo Rujin. To cover up, Li Fan deliberately acted hesitant.

"Brother Xingwang, hold your hand!" Mo Rujin easily broke through his offensive.

Seeing Li Fan's hesitation, he quickly added: "I know you may have some memory loss, but shouldn't the events of the Xuan Tian Sect from back then still be somewhat familiar to you?"

"The Xuan Tian Sect…" Li Fan's attack seemed to slow down as if in thought.

Mo Rujin's face lit up with joy at this sight.

"Wrong! There is no such thing as the Xuan Tian Sect! Only the Supreme Red Dust Benevolent True Immortal!" Suddenly, Li Fan's expression changed drastically. He coldly stared directly at Mo Rujin.

The image of the faceless true immortal stone statue slowly appeared in the dark sky above.

It was like a great sun dispelling darkness and illuminating the world.

"Xuan Tian Statue?!" Mo Rujin confirmed his judgment upon seeing this long-lost stone statue.

"Dare you, heretical sect! You dare to misinterpret the Supreme Red Dust Benevolent True Immortal!" Li Fan's eyes revealed a hint of madness. His divine consciousness seemed to be shaken, causing it to violently tremble.

The myriad divine demons stared at Mo Rujin with fierce gazes and menacing expressions.

"Brother Xingwang, don't accidentally harm your own people! This…"

"The statue of the Supreme Red Dust Benevolent True Immortal is actually the Xuan Tian Statue!"

"We are one family!" Mo Rujin tried to soothe Li Fan.

"One family?" Li Fan's mad state seemed to ease slightly upon hearing this.

"So you are also a believer in the Supreme Red Dust Benevolent True Immortal?" He scrutinized Mo Rujin, asking with some suspicion.

Mo Rujin was momentarily speechless. However, seeing that Li Fan was showing signs of madness again, he reluctantly nodded: "Well, sort of."

"Hmph, then why didn't you say so earlier!" Li Fan finally put away his guard.

Instantly, the myriad demons and the blood moon in the sky vanished.

Only Mo Rujin and Li Fan stood face to face on a vast white plain.

"Brother Xingwang, how have I never seen you before? Could it be that True Immortals have other sects left behind elsewhere?"

"Hmm? No, didn't I go looking for you not long ago?"

"Who are you? No, who am I?"

The previously calm Li Fan suddenly seemed to show signs of madness again.

Mo Rujin frowned inwardly: "This condition seems much worse than before. But the aura of this technique is exactly the same. There's no doubt about it…"

"Brother Xingwang, regardless of our past, as long as our goals are aligned, that's all that matters," Mo Rujin attempted to wake Li Fan up.

Li Fan was momentarily stunned: "Goals?"

Then he suddenly understood: "Right! The Heavenly Dao is obscure. The True Immortal sect has vanished from the world. I must rectify this chaos and restore the name of the Benevolent True Immortal!"

As he spoke, the faceless stone statue in the sky seemed to sense his words, emitting a faint golden glow.

Mo Rujin's expression changed dramatically upon seeing that golden light.

He subconsciously moved away slightly.

Seeing Li Fan's dazed state, Mo Rujin hesitated for a moment before calling out to draw his attention.

"Brother Xingwang, we have no face to see the True Immortal with our great plans unfinished. Wait until the True Immortal sect is truly restored and then ask for His blessing," Mo Rujin said solemnly, with an implied meaning.

Hearing this, Li Fan immediately became respectful: "Younger Brother, your enlightenment actually surpasses mine?"

Mo Rujin did not refute when he was called younger brother. Back in the sect, Sun Xingwang indeed used to call him that.

"It seems you haven't completely lost it," Mo Rujin thought inwardly.

Li Fan looked at Mo Rujin with a serious expression: "But what you said does have some merit. Without achieving something significant, I can't justify frequent visits to the True Immortal."

Muttering under his breath, the image of the faceless stone statue in the sky vanished.

Mo Rujin heaved a sigh of relief.

"Brother Xingwang, do you remember any other brothers or sisters from within the sect?" Seeing that Li Fan's emotions had stabilized, Mo Rujin asked.

"Hmm?" Li Fan immediately furrowed his brows.

He seemed to be lost in deep recollection.

"Others…"

Li Fan's expression kept changing as he repeated a few words under his breath: "Yuzhen, Old Cui, Brother Xuanyuan…"

"Xuanyuan? Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan…"

Then he only repeated the word 'Xuanyuan,' causing waves to rise in his previously calm divine consciousness.

Seeing that Mo Rujin couldn't get any more information, he gave up: "Alright, Brother Xingwang. Let's put past matters aside for now. I'll ask you about the events of the various states—were they your handiwork?"

Li Fan arrogantly replied: "Indeed! Already 36,501 cultivators are under my control. Under the daily influence of my divine consciousness, they will soon become loyal followers of the Supreme Red Dust Benevolent True Immortal!"

"In such a short time, already three ten-thousands! Unifying the world is just around the corner!"

Mo Rujin shook his head slightly: "The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has taken this matter quite seriously. I know it might be your doing, which is why I took on this task to give you a warning."

"Stop, Brother Xingwang. With 30,000 cultivators already under control, if the situation worsens, other transmitters of teachings will surely intervene. You might even risk exposure," Mo Rujin advised.

Li Fan immediately rejected: "Stop? Why should I? I remain hidden in the shadows, and no one can detect me. The divine presence is like wild grass; it burns but grows back with spring breezes. Who could possibly harm me?"

Li Fan's tone was extremely arrogant.

Mo Rujin sighed: "It's not that the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has no means to handle this matter, but the event hasn't reached the required level yet."

"If you continue…"

"Just think about it—since I can find your divine consciousness through those cultivators' bodies, other transmitters of teachings will surely be able to do the same."

Although Li Fan was playing a madman, he wasn't stupid.

He did not refute but fell into deep thought.

Then he looked at Mo Rujin as if remembering something and suddenly said: "You truly took over that transmitter's body."

Mo Rujin was slightly taken aback: "Brother Xingwang, have you recovered your memory?"

Li Fan's expression serious; he did not directly answer but urgently told Mo Rujin: "The only way to find Brother Xuanyuan is through the sect's treasure, the Xuan Tian Mirror. You must come up with a plan…"

(End of Chapter)

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