The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 10: Having Backbone - Novel Cool

Chapter 10: Having Backbone

Chapter 10: Having Backbone

As he recalled this matter, Sun Yuan sighed deeply.

In the past, whenever he saw some old masters sighing and complaining about their disciples' exceptional talents, saying things like, 'My disciple is too brilliant, being a master is meaningless,' Sun Yuan, if he couldn't beat them, would definitely charge forward and beat them to death for their arrogance!

Could they be any more shameless?

But now, after taking on a genius disciple by sheer luck, they didn't even know north from south? Every day they came out to show off, and they even had the face to sigh.

Why don't they just go die?

But now, he truly understood their feelings.

Because... Fang Che's genius far surpassed the genius disciples those old guys boasted about, and they couldn't even compare!

His lifelong learning in sword techniques, fist techniques, footwork, and leg techniques...

All he needed to do was demonstrate once, and Fang Che could immediately replicate it.

After practicing three times, even if judged by his own standards after decades of practice, there wasn't a single flaw to be found.

He even vaguely felt that his disciple's understanding was more refined than his own...

Who could he turn to for justice?

Even the more challenging coordination of mental techniques, footwork, and sword techniques was a matter of practicing three to five times, and he would master it fluently.

It didn't even require Sun Yuan's correction; after Fang Che practiced once, he stood there, thought for a moment, and then practiced again, correcting all the minor flaws from the previous attempt.

Sun Yuan felt like his role as a master was just for show.

He was completely useless.

Other masters could catch their disciples' mistakes and scold them, then point out their shortcomings.

But he couldn't even identify any flaws, and he even had thoughts like, 'Should I learn from my disciple?' Where was the dignity of a master?

Four days after taking on a disciple.

On the first day, he taught the mental technique, and before the day was over, Fang Che had already cultivated the Yuan Spirit Energy and formed an energy vortex in his Dantian!

That evening, he taught sword techniques, practicing each of the four famous sword techniques once. Before midnight, Fang Che was already brandishing his sword with grace and skill.

Even the footwork and body movements for each sword technique were flawless.

It made his previous words, 'I've traveled the martial world with this sword technique, earning the title of Sword King. Now I pass it on to you, so don't take it lightly,' into a complete joke.

On the third day, Sun Yuan's lifelong skills were completely emptied by Fang Che.

Aside from strength, everything else, including proficiency and accuracy, was impeccable, without a single flaw to be found.

But strength and combat experience weren't about proficiency.

These required years of diligent cultivation.

This time, when Sun Yuan secretly returned to the Unity Sect, he went straight to the Elder Hall.

This was the most secret place in the Unity Sect.

All the elders here were those who didn't reveal their true identities outside.

And Sun Yuan was one of the third-rank elders.

After entering, Sun Yuan went to find several senior elders to apologize.

"I was wrong before. I misunderstood you, seniors, and I'm here to apologize."

The elders were puzzled.

Had this guy taken the wrong medicine?

Why was he suddenly apologizing? What had he done to offend them?

"What did you misunderstand?"

"Before, I didn't understand the situation. Today I realized that in this world, there truly are geniuses."

Sun Yuan said, "Before, when I heard you seniors talk about your genius disciples, it made me feel uncomfortable. As a junior, I didn't understand, so I had some complaints in my heart. But recently, after taking on a disciple myself, I realized that your words were heartfelt."

"???"

"Sigh, it's truly difficult. In just three days, my lifelong learning was emptied. In one day, he cultivated the energy vortex. In one hour, he could perform martial techniques more accurately than I can."

Sun Yuan sighed deeply, "As a master, I feel no sense of accomplishment. Sometimes, I even think I should learn from my disciple. Now I understand the sighs you seniors had before; they came from the heart..."

He shook his head repeatedly, stood there with his hands behind his back, his face filled with sighs, speechless, and a sense of desolation.

The three first-rank elders looked at each other: "..."

They felt a surge of anger.

So this kid was here to show off?

Their genius disciples needed five to six days to reach complete proficiency in techniques, and it took half a month to grasp the essence of their cultivation methods, which they thought was unprecedented.

Now, there was someone who could grasp it in just one hour.

The three old guys smiled mockingly: "Oh? Since you feel so unaccomplished and bothered, why not let us take him as our disciple instead?"

Sun Yuan was stunned and forced a dry laugh: "Then I won't trouble you seniors..."

"No trouble! We're happy to take on your burden."

"No, no..."

"..."

Sun Yuan fled.

He ran for his life.

These old guys didn't hold back at all when they attacked, and with Sun Yuan's weakened strength, he was beaten so badly that his eyes were blackened, and there were several bumps on his head.

The most severe injury was his mouth, which was completely swollen.

This was their way of teaching him: Remember, this is your mouth. Don't show off.

Showing off will get you beaten up.

As a result, when he went to the mission hall to apply for a mission, he was surrounded.

"Tsk, did the enemy who wiped out your clan find you?"

"Probably stole someone's wife and got caught red-handed."

"..."

Sun Yuan, with a dark expression, entered the inner hall to find the sect master.

"Sect Master, about that mission."

"The mission is fine," the sect master said, his face showing a hint of strangeness. "There's no problem with the contribution points either. But... you're showing off a bit too much, aren't you?"

"

Flying Blade King, Sun Yuan: "I..."

Sect Leader: "Sun Gongfeng, you've completed the task and recruited new blood. That's great news. But... according to the sect's rules, elite disciples who pass the Quintessence Worm test must first be brought back to the sect for unified cultivation before finding a new master. You've secretly taken on a disciple without a word, taking advantage of the sect's resources and creating rewards out of thin air for your disciple. This... seems to be a bit against the rules."

"Moreover, has your disciple undergone our sect's teachings and baptism?"

Sun Yuan, his face turning red: "This situation is different from that one... Besides, isn't this a task too?"

"Who said I won't give you a task? But the opinions of the three Gongfengs are quite strong!"

The Sect Leader narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "A set of sword techniques, and you mastered it in just one day?"

Sun Yuan couldn't help but feel a bit boastful, "Reporting to the Sect Leader, to be honest, it was half a day."

The Sect Leader contemplated, his eyes flashing, "That's a bit of a pity..."

Sun Yuan: "???"

Suddenly, he realized, and wailed, "Sect Leader, you can't just take away my love like this!"

After some back and forth.

The task was successfully approved.

Contribution points: 100.

But there was a condition:

"Must achieve first place."

"The reward points will be distributed after the baptism."

"The three Gongfengs have important matters to attend to in the southeast region, and our sect also has some unfinished business there. I, the Sect Leader, will also go and take a look..."

Your important matters and unfinished business are about my disciple, right?

Sun Yuan repeatedly agreed, while cursing inwardly.

But there was no other way.

The task had been secured, so he hurried back.

Just in time to hear his disciple declaring his intention to sever ties with him...

This feeling was indeed complex.

That night.

Fang Qianyi personally cooked a delicious meal, and mother and son enjoyed a hearty dinner. They were celebrating the son's breakthrough in martial arts and meeting a renowned master.

Although Fang Qianyi felt that her son had changed somewhat, she was usually carefree and didn't sense anything unusual.

"My son is growing up, having his own thoughts and changes is normal."

So Fang Qianyi didn't think much of it.

Fang Che, being an orphan in this life and having lost his original self's memories, was content with the family's warmth and cherished Fang Qianyi's motherly love, feeling an indescribable sense of enjoyment.

With the subtle influence of his previous self, Fang Che fully accepted his identity as Fang Qianyi's son.

The meal was filled with laughter.

Later in the meal, when it was time for dessert, Fang Che turned three Heavenly Vein Crimson Fruits into juice and let Fang Qianyi drink it.

"These fruits were given by my master, and they're said to have great benefits for cultivation."

Fang Che casually explained, brushing off the matter.

Fang Che was well aware of the fruits' remarkable effects on cultivating aptitude. However, when combined with his Boundless Scripture, these effects could reach a peak that one wouldn't dare dream of.

But his Boundless Scripture was far from capable of helping others cultivate.

Not to mention that Fang Qianyi was already a Martial Ancestor, and for Fang Che's True Energy to influence Fang Qianyi's cultivation was like a fantasy.

He could only let her absorb it herself.

Fang Qianyi was straightforward and cheerful by nature, and since it was given by her son, she didn't hesitate to consume it.

She even had some wine.

"Son, now that you've broken through, you'll soon take the Martial Examination for the Martial Academy. What do you think about the Liu Master at our door?"

Fang Qianyi asked casually.

Liu Master was the one who had been acting as Su Yue's spy.

He was the Fang Clan's informant.

The Fang Clan knew that Su Yue was getting close to and influencing Fang Che, but the deeper reason was that Fang Che and Su Yue had become friends in school, and the Fang Clan had no influence over school matters.

After all, when it comes to the friends children make at school, parents are truly helpless, with no means to intervene.

Keeping Liu Master around was to stay informed.

Seeing that Fang Che seemed to have understood something, Fang Qianyi naturally wanted to test him.

"This Liu Master is a good person, but it's a pity."

Fang Che sighed and said, "That day, I don't know how I offended my master, and he actually broke my waist, leaving me paralyzed for life. It's truly unfortunate, but he's a strong person and will live well."

Fang Qianyi's eyes widened, "???"

What did this mean? Even Sun Yuan was still confused about this matter, let alone Fang Qianyi, who had just heard of it.

"This... this..."

"Mother, don't worry. Uncle knows about this. I wanted to give Liu Master some money, but he refused. Liu Master is a strong person, and he will live well."

Fang Che slightly raised his head, a bit surprised, and said, "Eat your meal, Mother. Why are you in a daze?"

Fang Qianyi coughed, feeling her throat a bit dry, "How much did you give?"

"One tael."

"Cough..."

Fang Qianyi nodded, "That's quite a lot."

"It is a lot, but he refused."

"He has backbone!"

"Indeed!"

...

(End of Chapter)

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