The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 237: The Agreement - Novel Cool

Chapter 237: The Agreement

Chapter 237: The Agreement

"Do they think they can return alive?" Xue Fu Xiao asked, his finger tapping on the intelligence report, confident in his assessment. "I only need to send a few experts to sweep them all away."

"..."

Dong Fang San San sighed, "So, you're neither Yan Nan nor me."

Xue Fu Xiao: "What do you mean? You just said that Yan Nan made this decision, but the intelligence states that it was Bai Jing and Xiang Beidou's decision."

"They couldn't have made this decision."

Dong Fang San San hummed and said, "Don't ask me why I say this. It's all in the brain!"

"..."

Xue Fu Xiao swallowed the words he was about to say.

Dong Fang San San felt that everything was going according to his plan, and he was very relaxed.

Moreover, with his rank, there were few who could challenge him, which made him feel a bit lonely.

With Xue Fu Xiao present, he decided to test the younger man's intelligence.

Smiling, he said, "Yan Nan has several intentions. Firstly, the actions of these families are irritating him, so he's sending them to their deaths. This is the most superficial layer. Secondly, if someone truly stands out, it will be easier to select the best. Thirdly, it's like a great wave sifting through sand, separating the talented individuals from the family's direct lineage who have been suppressed for a long time."

"And fourthly, he predicts that I won't easily kill all of them, which is why he's doing this."

Xue Fu Xiao: "..."

I won't ask.

No matter what, I won't ask.

Anyway, you'll explain it to me even if I don't ask.

Just as I was about to open my mouth, you covered my face and said, "Brain?"

I can't take this.

Xue Fu Xiao put on a look that said, 'You're absolutely right, I was thinking the same thing,' and strolled with his hands behind his back, occasionally nodding.

This indicated that I understood everything.

"This is a great opportunity to bring a great wave of sifting through our own ranks, corresponding to the plan of the Only Righteous Sect."

"Let the new generation deal with these people and gradually grow. Otherwise, they won't be able to face the demon lords from the Incubation to Divinity Program, even if they are of the same rank. They won't be their match."

"So this batch of trials is extremely important. If we kill them all, won't it be a waste of talent?"

Dong Fang San San said, "The Only Righteous Sect doesn't value these people much, but for us, each one is a treasure to temper and sharpen the next generation!"

Xue Fu Xiao finally spoke up, "But this will cause unnecessary casualties!"

Dong Fang San San calmly said, "I remember that day when Fang Che scared your Snow family's Xue Wan Shi in the Heavenly Capital, he said a sentence. He said: 'Greenhouse flowers can't withstand the wind and rain.'"

Xue Fu Xiao's face turned as dark as coal.

No one dared to mention this incident in front of Dong Fang San San, not even once! But in reality, even if it was just Dong Fang San San, every time he brought it up, it made Xue Fu Xiao feel worse than being ridiculed by the world!

Xue Fu Xiao's face darkened, "You're such a mother!

Dong Fang San San said, "That's exactly what I mean. Let me give you an example. The new generation on the continent must also experience wind and rain to grow. If we let them fight the Demon Sect, and we stand by idly, it may seem too cruel. But won't the burden of the continent eventually be passed to their hands? Can we protect them forever?"

Xue Fu Xiao's face lightened, "You make sense."

Dong Fang San San glanced at him with a sidelong look, seeing his face improve, and remembering that this guy had just cursed at him, he silently rolled his eyes and continued, "We can't protect them forever. When they finally step onto the battlefield and face the enemy, if they are shouted at and scared like your Snow family's Xue Wan Shi, pulling down their pants... That won't do."

Dong Fang San San sighed, "Just like that, and then add a few more brainless upper echelons like you... Oh, I can't even imagine that scene."

Bang!

Xue Fu Xiao stormed out.

In an instant, he disappeared without a trace.

What an unfilial son!

Truly unfilial!

Xue Fu Xiao decided that he wouldn't step into this room for at least ten days!

So infuriating!

Dong Fang San San burst into laughter, his voice carrying far.

Everyone in the headquarters felt their spirits lifted.

It had been years since they heard the laughter of the Ninth Master.

...

Fang Zhi Shi was in charge of the Executive Hall.

And on this day.

The entire Guardian Pavilion was gathered for a meeting.

Song Yidao stood above, reading out the grim situation, "...There are already tens of thousands of Demon Sect disciples infiltrating the southeast, preparing to disrupt our favorable situation and even attempting to establish a branch and take root here..."

"We must strike hard and decisively. We cannot allow the Demon Sect to succeed. Our hard-won clean land in the White Cloud Continent must be protected at all costs..."

Song Yidao continued his speech.

Below.

The various administrators in the Executive Hall were watching the back of Fang Zhi Shi, who was sitting with his eyes closed.

Everyone felt the same.

This guy was a real jinx.

His words were too venomous.

The day before, he had just mentioned that the various sects of the Demon Sect were coming to establish branches... Huh, they're really here!

Such a grand display!

Countless hearts were wailing in sorrow.

Such an event happens every few years, and each time, it results in heavy casualties.

Some advance their ranks, some break through their cultivation levels, some lose their lives, and some become disabled.

It's like an endless cycle.

This time, the cycle has come full circle again.

And just as everyone was gathering...

Those above the Handsome Rank still had some hope of escaping unscathed, while those below it... were basically cannon fodder in this battle.

However, reality allowed no one to retreat.

Over a hundred million lives in White Cloud Continent were at stake, and it was up to them to shoulder the responsibility.

Song Yidao's voice, heavy with emotion, echoed from the stage.

"Today, I'm leaving early. Everyone, go back and prepare. No matter your cultivation level, if you have any final words for your families, say them now."

"From now on, we must prepare for life-and-death battles!"

Song Yidao bowed deeply on the stage, "May everyone be safe and sound!"

Suddenly, the entire hall erupted in a chorus of "Victory! Victory! Victory!"

The atmosphere became solemn and passionate.

Even someone like Tang Zheng, his face flushed red, shouting with all his might.

...

Fang Che, with an indifferent expression, walked out with the crowd.

The intense atmosphere from earlier didn't seem to have left much of an impression on him.

Everyone was hurrying with solemn faces.

As they passed by the lotus pond between the halls, they saw broken branches and fallen leaves, with the water surface frozen.

In the distance, a few red fish could be seen swimming beneath the ice.

"Fang Zhi Shi!"

A crisp voice called out.

Fang Che turned around.

A petite and graceful woman with an oval face was walking towards him, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a smile.

It was Zhao Ying'e, a female administrator from the same hall.

She had a stunning appearance and a good figure.

In the administration hall, she was like a flower, attracting numerous suitors.

"Zhao Zhi Shi."

Fang Che stopped by the pond and looked at her with curiosity.

"The battle is about to start. Fang Zhi Shi, take care of yourself and stay safe," said Zhao Ying'e.

"You too."

Zhao Ying'e fell silent for a long time and spoke, "I was a Commander Rank Six before. I was fortunate to have survived until today, and the dangers we faced were truly indescribable. This time, we may not be so lucky."

She smiled and extended her hand, offering a small, pink envelope.

Her face flushed, but she spoke with poise, "Fang Zhi Shi, this is a letter. Please keep it."

"This... What is this for?"

Zhao Ying'e seemed a bit awkward, her small feet drawing circles on the ground, but she bravely said, "Fang Zhi Shi, let's make a promise."

"What kind of promise?"

"This letter, don't read it now. After the battle, if we're both still alive, please return the letter to me. I will speak the words in the letter to you personally."

Zhao Ying'e smiled, "If I die, will you take a look, please?"

Her pure face was filled with determination as she bravely looked into Fang Che's eyes.

Waiting for his response.

Fang Che paused and said, "This... I'll keep it."

He placed the warm letter, still carrying her body scent, into his pocket.

Someone whistled in the crowd.

Someone else burst into laughter.

A few people cheered and howled.

Zhao Ying'e's face flushed even more, and she finally turned and ran into the crowd.

"Thank you."

Her voice echoed from within the crowd.

In an instant, her black hair disappeared among the people.

Fang Che exhaled softly.

He called out, "Tang Zheng!"

"Here!"

"Let's go! We're going on patrol!"

"Fang Zhi Shi, aren't you going home to... make some arrangements?"

Tang Zheng was stunned.

Everyone was busy writing their wills and preparing for the worst.

And yet, Fang Zhi Shi was going on patrol?

Was he sick?

Fang Che paused, then said, "I forgot, then you go home and make arrangements. I'll go on patrol myself."

Tang Zheng was taken aback.

He wasn't forcing me to go on patrol?

Fang Che's straight back disappeared into the cold afternoon sun.

...

Fang Che finished his patrol.

He bought a few jars of wine and went to see the Divine Old Man.

He had already found a way to revive the old man.

His mood was especially light.

"Hey, Fang Zhi Shi," the Divine Old Man said, looking at Fang Che's administrator robe, his mouth curling up.

"You're making fun of me again."

Fang Che laughed, "I came to keep you company and have a drink."

The Divine Old Man hummed, "A major operation is coming, and you're afraid you won't keep your life. So, you came to have a drink with me as a farewell?"

"What? How did you come up with that idea?"

Fang Che was surprised.

Heaven knows, he really hadn't thought of it that way. One must admire his divine surname.

(End of Chapter)

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