The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 101: Unwavering Loyalty in Life and Death, Unspoken Love Before the Vast Sea - Novel Cool

Chapter 101: Unwavering Loyalty in Life and Death, Unspoken Love Before the Vast Sea

Chapter 101: Unwavering Loyalty in Life and Death, Unspoken Love Before the Vast Sea

It's only early August, how could it rot so quickly?

Liu Xueyun and the other girl suppressed their shock, with one guarding the scene while the other immediately went to report to the instructors.

In an instant, the place was crowded with people.

After a thorough investigation, several instructors' faces turned solemn, and they immediately ordered everyone to keep quiet.

Then, they took the discovery to the Academic Affairs Office.

"Wan Zhi Mei, you're a spy for the Unified Heart Sect!"

This news was confirmed.

The note by Wan Zhi Mei's pillow verified everything.

Based on the results, it was easy to deduce the cause.

Wan Zhi Mei had discovered the Unified Heart Sect's secret, so she went to the location mentioned in the secret and obtained the alchemy pill. This note proved everything: if Wan Zhi Mei wasn't a member of the Unified Heart Sect, she wouldn't have noticed the secret even if it was right in front of her."

"The current doubt lies in, why did Wan Zhi Mei die? Or, why would someone from the Unified Heart Sect poison her to death?"

This question caused everyone to frown.

"Perhaps Wan Zhi Mei was about to do something that would expose her, or maybe they no longer needed her as a spy, or... there are other reasons. Or maybe she was framed."

"But regardless, the fact that Wan Zhi Mei was a member of the Unified Heart Sect is undeniable."

"Investigate the Wan family immediately!"

"Inform the Palace Guardian and the local Palace Guardian where the Wan family is located, as well as the government officials."

The White Cloud Martial Academy acted swiftly.

On the same day, they had set up an impenetrable net, and countless experts were mobilized.

The Wan family, an affiliate of the Unified Heart Sect, was exposed, and by nightfall, all members of the Wan family were captured.

After interrogation, it was confirmed that over forty leaders of the Wan family were aware of the situation.

However, from that moment on, the Wan family ceased to exist in this world.

The case was considered closed.

But it left behind a mystery.

How could Wan Zhi Mei have been treated this way? How did she get exposed so suddenly? Why did she die so abruptly?

...

Fang Che only learned about this the next day when he came out of the Spirit Gravity Training Chamber.

He was eating at the time, and he was so shocked that he choked on his food.

He was extremely surprised.

Swallowing quickly, he asked, "What happened? I saw Senior Sister Wan doing well just yesterday..."

"Silence! What Senior Sister Wan? She's a spy for the Unified Heart Sect!"

Fang Che looked bewildered. "How could this be... How is it possible? This is too sudden..."

He seemed unable to accept it.

Mo Gan Yun patted Fang Che's shoulder and sighed, "I know that because of your cousin's relationship, you have a good impression of those senior sisters. But... this matter has already happened. Accept it and move on."

"I want to find my cousin."

Fang Che was very agitated.

"Your cousin has already set out on his journey. Although they wanted to delay the handling of this matter for a day, the Martial Academy did not agree, so they have already left to carry out their mission."

"..."

Fang Che picked up the soup and drank it, saying, "Let this soup be a substitute for wine. Regardless of who you are, we have met, so I wish you a smooth journey to the underworld."

Mo Gan Yun was taken aback.

This blessing for a smooth journey to the underworld was indeed the first time he had heard it in his life.

"Are you going back to the training chamber this afternoon?"

Mo Gan Yun asked.

"Of course, I can't waste time."

Fang Che was very satisfied. He was now a Fourth Rank Martial Ancestor, and his foundation was extremely solid.

The fact that he could recover so quickly from the sadness of his friend's death left Mo Gan Yun speechless.

Honestly, if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to get over it for several days.

After all, it was a life.

"What about tonight?"

Mo Gan Yun said, "Tonight, I want to discuss something with you about our future."

Fang Che replied without hesitation, "I have plans tonight, let's talk tomorrow."

Mo Gan Yun was puzzled. "???"

Fang Che stood up, packed his lunchbox, and after finishing, he patted Mo Gan Yun's shoulder, saying, "I know what you want to discuss, but we're only in our first year and have just entered the Martial Academy. It's too early to talk about the future."

"Too early?"

Mo Gan Yun furrowed his brows.

Fang Che stopped walking and said, "Unwavering loyalty in life and death, unspoken love before the vast sea."

Mo Gan Yun knitted his brows and said, "Unwavering loyalty in life and death, unspoken love before the vast sea. Fang Che, do you view the beauty of the world with such pessimism?"

Fang Che paused for a moment and smiled, "One day, you'll understand that my words are not pessimistic, but realistic."

He left the dining hall with a carefree attitude.

After finishing his meal, Mo Gan Yun remained seated, feeling perplexed.

Suddenly, he felt that he might not know Fang Che as well as he thought. Why did Fang Che's last few words give him such a strong sense of having experienced the world? Among the eight thousand freshmen, Mo Gan Yun hadn't taken a liking to many either.

He knew that he had high standards and was picky. Only a few had caught his eye: Qiu Yunshang, Xie Gongping, Fang Che, and Ding Jieren.

Among them, Fang Che was at the top, followed by Ding Jieren in second place. However, both of them had clearly rejected the idea of teaming up in the future.

They didn't even let him finish his proposal.

"What's going on?"

Mo Gan Yun's rugged face showed deep thought, "Could it be that I don't understand something?"

Could it be that, just like Jun Hefang, Wu Zhbing, and Hua Xie, we could all be like-minded and travel the world together? Isn't that good?"

He truly didn't understand.

Fang Che exited the dining hall, sighing as he did so.

Mo Gaiyun is naturally a potential companion. But now, it's too early to say anything.

Mo Gaiyun is still too young.

Jun Hefang, Wu Zhbing, and Hua Xie's relationship wasn't built in a day or two, nor was it formed at the Martial Academy.

They were classmates for over four years, experiencing countless life-and-death situations and weathering many storms together.

Only then could they establish the bond they have today.

It's truly something that can't be put into words.

Sitting together and boasting, if they were to recount all their experiences, it would probably take until the listeners fell asleep from exhaustion before they could finish.

It's not as simple as saying the word 'brothers' to make it so.

What Mo Gaiyun longs for is the current bond between Wu Zhbing and the others.

But right now, Fang Che and the others simply can't achieve that.

Among all the new students, there's also no one capable of doing so. It can only be achieved through time and shared experiences.

That's why Fang Che currently doesn't care much.

As for Wan Zhi Mei's matter, Fang Che doesn't have any other feelings about it, nor will he feel guilty or the like.

As he always says, that's the symbol of the Unified Heart Sect.

If Wan Zhi Mei wasn't from the Unified Heart Sect, she wouldn't have understood. If she didn't understand, she wouldn't have died.

Since she understood and still went, and even consumed it, then her death is certain.

Initially, Fang Che had planned to keep her as a line, slowly drawing her out, possibly hooking a big fish.

But now, Fang Che is solely focused on cultivation, with no patience for such slow-exposure tactics.

After all, I'm the most important line myself.

After finishing his afternoon cultivation, Fang Che took a break, and after recovering, he used his spirit energy to cleanse his entire body, which was equivalent to taking a bath.

Although it wasn't as refreshing as a real bath, he couldn't afford to be picky.

Immediately, he went out, bought two jars of wine and several dishes, and casually returned to the Martial Academy, heading straight for the Library.

Every time he went, he saw the old man holding a book, reading, regardless of how obscure the book was. After all, in this lifetime, he could only read books.

Fang Che estimated that the old man had already read all the books in the Library.

Undoubtedly, he was the most knowledgeable person in the White Cloud Academy.

Now that there were things he didn't understand, it was natural to seek the old man's help.

Regarding Wei Zihao's matter, Fang Che felt he couldn't delay any longer. That dark aura was about to form a face. He needed to find a knowledgeable person to ask.

When seeking help from others, it's only natural to bring a gift.

...

Library.

The old man squinted as he watched Fang Che walk in with two jars of wine and several dishes.

A glimmer of brightness flashed through his cloudy eyes.

For two hundred years, he had been guarding the Library. In the beginning, his comrades would visit every few days, and he would even advise them not to come,

turning the place into a bustling marketplace.

Later, as time slowly passed, their visits became less frequent.

Eventually, with some dying in battle and others being transferred, the familiar faces became fewer and fewer.

The number of people coming to see him also decreased.

Nowadays, except for a few who occasionally come to drink with him, basically no one visits.

The initial comrades, as their cultivation increased, became busier and busier.

"If time could flow backward, and I could do it all over again, would I still burn all my cultivation to do the same thing?"

The old man had asked himself this question countless times in his heart.

Each time, he firmly answered: Yes!

Although sometimes, he also felt pain, disappointment, and resentment.

But, I would still do it.

Just like... those brothers who once protected me, sacrificing themselves without hesitation to cover my escape.

"Teacher, you're so leisurely."

Fang Che had already entered the room, smiling as he placed the wine down.

"Why are you here?"

The old man, unconcerned, glanced at Fang Che's face and remained seated.

"I missed you, so I came to visit and also to mooch a meal." Fang Che chuckled, "There's no one at home to cook today."

The old man hummed, "You little rascal, you're as clingy as a monkey; whenever you come, there's definitely something. Speak up, then scram!"

"Let's eat and drink first."

Fang Che skillfully took out the dishes wrapped in oil paper.

There were exactly ten of them.

Then he went to the kitchen and brought two bowls, opening the mud seal of the Iron Blood Bowl, and a rich aroma of wine immediately wafted out.

"Such a feast!"

The old man looked at the ten dishes, puzzled, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

These dishes were quite obscure and were of the high-level type that nourished the body and cultivated the foundation; they were just what he needed to nurture his damaged foundation.

He was touched.

"Please." Fang Che held up the wine jar, bent down, and carefully poured the wine into the bowl, filling it to the brim.

He held the bowl with both hands and presented it to the old man.

"You're quite polite." The old man sighed.

"I must!"

The old man picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and put it down.

Fang Che refilled the bowl.

Then he sat down in his usual spot.

The old man picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, and only then did Fang Che follow suit.

From the moment he started pouring the wine, every gesture was meticulous.

As the old man ate, he asked, "You must have something important."

(End of Chapter)

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