Chapter 115: The Night Demon is a Loyal Vassal [Extra Chapter for the Alliance Leader]
Chapter 115: The Night Demon is a Loyal Vassal [Extra Chapter for the Alliance Leader]
Fang Che listened silently, his heart deeply moved.
In the eyes of outsiders, the role of an instructor at a Martial Academy is merely to teach students, with no real danger involved, and it's quite a comfortable job.
But is that really the case?
Who dares to say that's all there is to it?
Take Bing Shangxue, for example, who is using her most painful experiences to impart a deep impression on her student, Fang Che.
Her intentions are so noble and sincere that they are indescribable.
"This continent has had a tumultuous fate."
Bing Shangxue slowly spoke, "Originally, it was just a conflict between good and evil, a difference in ideologies. At that time, we already felt the cruelty of the martial world, but it was just cruelty. After all, goodness and evil, kindness and cruelty, all exist within human nature."
"No one knows how many tens of thousands of years ago, even if there were demons and evil-doers, even if they had the upper hand and gained territory, they would still call for the goodness and beauty of the people within their rule. Everything was moving towards order. Regardless of which side held power, this was the case. So, it could be considered an internal conflict."
"But, at some point, the Only Me Sect appeared, and everything changed. It was no longer a battle between good and evil but a fight for life and death."
"In the distant past, even the most evil and corrupt wouldn't slaughter the innocent for pleasure. That was a taboo for both the righteous and the evil paths."
"But later, things changed."
"The changes were so drastic that no one recognized the world anymore. The battles against the Only Me Sect gradually became like wars against different races of demons and monsters. It's like the conflict between humans and wild beasts in the mountains, where humans see beasts as food, and beasts see humans as prey. They are different races with different values, and there is no longer a distinction between good and evil."
"Instead, it's a clash between heaven and hell, between life and death."
"After years of research, we've found that the members of the Only Me Sect..."
Bing Shangxue spoke softly but firmly, "They don't seem like normal humans. Or rather, they aren't human at all. No one understands how people can become so evil."
"They are like... like..."
Bing Shangxue thought for a long time before saying with resentment, "...like they've been possessed by demons from the heavens. From that moment on, they ceased to be like us, the rest of humanity."
Fang Che remained silent for a moment, feeling a strong sense of agreement.
Indeed!
The actions of the Only Me Sect, when measured by human moral standards, are completely inappropriate.
It's more like a battle between humans and wolf packs, between humans and wild beasts. Virtues like mercy, kindness, loyalty, and responsibility cannot be applied to them.
"We don't understand, but we can still fight."
Bing Shangxue spoke softly, "The entire continent, with its billions of people, is fighting. Because if we let these demons rule the continent, it will be the end."
"Our descendants will also be finished."
Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "Yes!"
Bing Shangxue extended her hand, gently stroking his hair, and said softly, "Fang Che, we hope that you will have a peaceful future, whether it's through work, life, or the pursuit of martial arts. We want you to fight in the arena..."
"But we have only one request: never raise your sword against the innocent!"
"The existence of ordinary people is the foundation for martial artists. Although those ordinary people are weak and helpless, you can blow them away with a single breath after your cultivation. They can only be at the mercy of others."
"But you should know that all martial artists are born from ordinary people. Even those who currently dominate the Arsenal Catalog were nurtured by generations of ordinary people."
"All martial artists, regardless of their family background, originated from ordinary people."
"Fang Che, never underestimate ordinary people. They endure hopeless lives, toiling day after day. Many of them have a resilience and mental fortitude far surpassing that of so-called genius martial artists!"
"That is the true foundation of our humanity!"
...
Fang Che carried a jar of wine and went to the Library Tower to eat and drink with Elder Shen as usual before returning home.
He visits every two or three days.
He comes to find books, gain insights, study martial techniques, and listen to Elder Shen's stories about the past martial world.
Elder Shen is indeed a treasure, knowing almost everything, and his extensive knowledge rivals that of Fang Che's previous life—especially when it comes to various martial anecdotes.
However, the depth of his knowledge is a million times greater than Fang Che's.
He is particularly well-versed in various secrets and rumors.
"After all, in my previous life, I was just a fighter, and my mind was solely focused on combat. How could I possibly compare to such scholarly talents?"
With this thought, Fang Che felt content and at ease.
As he was leaving, Elder Shen, with his drunken eyes half-open, said, "In the future, when you have more credits and higher cultivation, find a way to enter the Secret Manual Room in the Library Tower. Even if you don't need them now, exchange some high-level martial arts techniques and memorize them for future use in condensing your force. This step may seem slow compared to using credits to improve your cultivation, but in the long run, it's better to temporarily slow down your cultivation progress and obtain advanced techniques that can help you condense your force."
"It's very important!"
Fang Che walked home, a faint plan forming in his mind.
In the courtyard, Night Dream had just stepped out of the room, feeling content after his recent breakthrough.
Having just broken through to the Fourth Rank, his cultivation was growing faster and faster.
Fang Che returned just in time to see Night Dream with a smug, satisfied smile.
"What's up? Did you break through?"
"Yes, I did. Young Master, I'm now a Third-Tier Martial Artist."
Night Dream had already made up his mind. Even if he had to fake his cultivation progress, he needed to make it look faster, or else Fang Che would really think he was useless and not worth cultivating, and he would kick him out. That would ruin his undercover work.
After receiving the new instructions, Night Dream understood the importance of his successful infiltration to the Guardian.
Files destroyed, headquarters rebuilt.
This was enough to explain everything.
The upper echelons were going all-in on Fang Che! So, his value must be demonstrated.
"Just a Third-Tier Martial Artist..."
Fang Che scoffed, "You can't be beaten by ordinary thugs, but what's the use? At least a Martial Ancestor would be of some use. Otherwise, when I'm being chased by others, you're of no use except for slowing down my escape."
"Look at me. When I took you in, I was only a Martial Scholar, and now I've reached the Primordial Grand Master. Your progress should be compared to mine. You're really useless."
"Oh, so I am of some use."
Fang Che nodded, "You can help the enemy hold me back or be taken hostage to threaten me."
"So, with your current cultivation... Humph, if you don't reach the Martial Ancestor within two months, I'll sell you to the brothel!"
Here we go again!
Night Dream felt a headache coming on.
This guy's pleasant demeanor never lasted more than five seconds.
"Keep practicing! Get back to your room and work harder!"
Fang Che scolded him, frustrated, "You've consumed so many pills and treasures, and you've probably excreted ten pounds of waste, yet you're still only a Third-Tier Martial Artist. You still have the nerve to be proud of yourself."
He flicked his sleeves and entered the study.
Night Dream pouted.
He quickly followed to brew tea and attend to him.
"Why are you following me? Can you help me advance by following me?" Fang Che's words stopped Night Dream at the door.
"I'm so angry!"
Night Dream returned to his room, but his heart stirred.
Hmm? Fang Che's words, 'Look at me. When I took you in, I was only a Martial Scholar, and now I've reached the Primordial Grand Master. Your progress should be compared to mine.'
Night Dream fell into deep thought.
Indeed, his progress was not fast enough. He decided, "In the shortest time, I'll show that I've reached the Eighth or Ninth Tier of the Martial Artist rank... Advancing to an ordinary Martial Ancestor should be a reasonable goal.
If I don't keep up with the pace, I won't be trusted with important information, nor will I be able to access crucial messages.
...
Fang Che returned to the study and took out the communication jade.
Inside was a message from the Divine God Palace.
After reading it, he was surprised.
A branch of the Unified Heart Sect? The Divine God Palace wants to expose the entire branch to give me credit? Fang Che couldn't understand.
Has the Divine God Palace gone mad? I'm just a Martial Ancestor, even though I'm a Primordial Grand Master. But the word 'Grand Master' is relative to the person.
How can I claim to be a Grand Master in front of Imperial and King Ranks?
And a branch is usually guarded by at least one King Rank, and often more than one!
"This is ridiculous!"
Fang Che immediately replied to the Divine God Palace, "Grandmaster, please reconsider your order. I'm filled with fear and trepidation. Our branch is so important; how can it be sacrificed for my minor achievements? To rebuild a branch requires so much, and it may even be repeatedly destroyed. How can such a well-established branch be casually thrown away?"
Fang Che knew that the Divine God Palace wouldn't do this solely for him.
There must be another reason.
Moreover, once the Divine God Palace makes a decision, it's absolute.
In other words, the White Cloud Continent branch of the Unified Heart Sect was destined to be abandoned.
This didn't affect Fang Che's eagerness to seize the opportunity to show his loyalty.
His display of loyalty wouldn't change the branch's fate.
Indeed, the Divine God Palace was deeply moved.
Night Demon is indeed my trusted confidant and a loyal follower of the Unified Heart Sect.
The Divine God Palace replied, "Sacrificing a branch to give you credit? How dare you have such a big face?"
Fang Che responded, "Grandmaster, I don't understand."
"Don't worry about it, and you don't need to understand! Just follow Wood Venerable's instructions."
"Yes, Grandmaster. But I still feel it's a pity."
Fang Che, fearless of death, replied, expressing his concern for the sect.
"Get out!"
The Divine God Palace replied with a single word.
"Okay, I'm already out."
Fang Che quickly put away the communication jade and left.
The Divine God Palace looked at the reply, unable to hold back a smile, "You little rascal! You dare to joke with me? How dare you treat me like an elder!"
"If you want to be my junior, you're not yet qualified. If you don't get into the top three in the Incubation and Deification Plan, I'll beat you..."
He wanted to say he'd beat him to death.
But in the end, he changed his words, "...I'll break your legs!"
(End of Chapter)
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