The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 29: Taken Away Upon Registration - Novel Cool

Chapter 29: Taken Away Upon Registration

Chapter 29: Taken Away Upon Registration

Over the past year, Fang Qingyun's talents were limited, and his ranking at the Academy of Martial Arts was not high. However, he was well-liked by everyone.

He had a large group of friends and could strike up a conversation with anyone. Moreover, he was upright and honest, and everyone liked his personality.

Although his cultivation was limited, and his future prospects were uncertain, not many people paid him much attention. Still, there was no need to offend him.

After all, he was a good and reliable person—this was a widely acknowledged fact.

Furthermore, they were all martial artists, and their legs weren't worth much. So, when Fang Qingyun came to the Academy's entrance to take a look, a large group of male and female students followed suit.

It didn't matter; even digesting food was not a priority. It was a good time to relax while the seniors graduated and the freshmen had yet to arrive.

Several female students asked, "How handsome is he? Is he more handsome than Dong Yunyu, Wu Zhibing, Hua Kaixe, and Jun Hefang?"

These were the four geniuses of the White Cloud Academy, also known as the four most handsome men. Their appearance, physique, temperament, family background, talents, and cultivation were all top-notch, and they had already achieved success, making them famous in their region.

Among them, Dong Yunyu was rumored to be able to join the Garrison Legion directly after graduating next year, indicating his promising future.

These four were also the objects of admiration for countless female martial students.

Although they were martial artists, the girls' dreamy emotions were not much different from ordinary women.

Fang Qingyun recalled and smiled bitterly, "As for appearance, they should be about the same. But in terms of confidence, temperament, cultivation, talents, and depth..."

He didn't continue, but everyone understood.

There were plenty of handsome men, but how many had a perfect blend of appearance, physique, confidence, temperament, cultivation, talents, and depth?

Thus, Fang Qing's younger brother, Fang Che, was probably just an ordinary person with slightly above-average looks.

Everyone understood this.

As they were talking, they saw a black-clothed youth approaching from a distance at the Academy's entrance.

It was the south gate of the Academy.

It was morning, and the sun was rising in the east, bathing the area in radiant dawn light.

The youth walked out of the light, wearing a black robe with dark gold patterns. He strolled leisurely, and his robe rippled with his movements, reflecting a mesmerizing glow.

The youth's face was like fine jade, with sword-like eyebrows, deep-set eyes like a deep abyss, star-like pupils, a straight nose, thin lips, and a slightly slender build. He stood tall and graceful, with flowing hair, ape-like arms, a bee-waisted figure, and long legs that seemed to support his body reaching for the stars. He carried a long sword at his waist.

His entire demeanor exuded grace and composure.

He had an air of serenity, unaffected by the collapse of mountains or the trials of life and death. Yet, he also possessed a sharp edge, facing a thousand tribulations with composure and opening all obstacles with a sword.

As he strode forward, he seemed to emerge from the radiant dawn light, a dreamlike figure.

The female students' eyes lit up at the sight of him.

"Wow..."

"Ahh..."

"This... this..."

The girls felt that this was the perfect man from their dreams, stepping out of their fantasies.

"Who is he?"

"Is he a new student? Here for registration?"

"I'm dying, I'm dying..."

"Is he a new student? Are there such outstanding people among the freshmen this year?"

Just then...

Fang Qingyun, who was standing nearby, moved.

"Younger brother!"

Fang Qingyun was excited. I've waited for this moment; I've completed the task my father gave me. I won't get beaten up anymore.

Fang Qingyun, filled with excitement, rushed forward, waving and shouting.

Behind him,

A group of bewildered faces.

The male and female students exchanged glances.

Was this the younger brother Fang Qingyun often mentioned, the one who was 'not bad-looking, not very well-behaved, unable to speak properly, spoiled, with no manners, average talents, average temperament, average demeanor, and average depth'?

Was this the younger brother Fang Qingyun often complained about, saying that he would teach him a lesson when he grew up and learned some manners?

Everyone watched Fang Qingyun's back as he approached, feeling puzzled.

Senior Fang, do you have a misunderstanding about the word 'average'?

Judging by his appearance and depth, which were far from average, his temperament and demeanor were undoubtedly top-notch. Even compared to the top students of the Academy, like Jun Hefang, Wu Zhibing, and Hua Kaixe, who exuded a strong aristocratic aura, this younger brother's composure and self-assuredness far surpassed them.

This was the composure of one who had weathered storms and witnessed the winds and clouds with ease.

Seeing Fang Che's composure, the students even felt like they were in the presence of the Academy's principal or vice-principal, who were at the peak of their cultivation.

Unperturbed by gain or loss, he watched the flowers bloom and wilt in the courtyard. Indifferent to departure or stay, he observed the clouds roll and unroll in the sky.

Viewing life and death with indifference, he smiled at the winds and clouds.

Any one of them would stand out, unmatched by any other!

Over there, Fang Che had already joined Fang Qingyun, his smile warm and friendly. "Elder Brother, have you been waiting long?"

Fang Qingyun nodded repeatedly, "It's fine, it's fine. Hey, what did you call me?"

Fang Qingyun was shocked, his eyes wide with surprise.

Is this my younger brother who used to speak with such sharp and sarcastic words, making others want to grab a knife or stick whenever he spoke?

Why is he so polite?

Fang Che was puzzled, "I called you Elder Brother. What else should I call you? If I call you Uncle, would you dare to agree?"

Here he comes!

He's here!

The familiar choking feeling of those words made Fang Qingyun smile, "You're indeed my younger brother! When I saw you earlier, I thought you had changed."

"..."

Fang Che was speechless.

As they spoke, several dozen students behind Fang Qingyun had surrounded the two of them in three layers.

Their eyes were filled with curiosity.

The female students, though few in number, only four or five, had eyes that were almost scorching with passion, as if they could melt Fang Che.

Even under such gazes, he felt overwhelmed, sensing a crisis as if he would be 'eaten alive' if he didn't run.

"Fang Qingyun, is this your younger brother? Fang Che?"

One of the almond-faced girls blushed and asked, "Hello, younger brother. I'm Liu Xueyun, a classmate of your elder brother."

Fang Che's handsome face showed surprise, "Hello, Senior Liu."

Liu Xueyun smiled generously, her eyes like dripping water as she looked at Fang Che, and said, "Don't be so formal, call me Yun Jie, or Xueyun Jie is fine too."

Another girl straightened her chest and tremblingly said, "Hello, younger brother. I'm Wang Bingbing. You can call me Bingbing Jie."

Fang Che felt dizzy and nauseous. After the introductions by Fang Qingyun and himself, he had met over thirty people, and his head felt like it was about to burst.

But naturally, he didn't show it on his face.

Instead, he was polite and respectful, greeting each person with composure.

From start to finish, only one girl simply smiled at him, but didn't proactively come forward to greet him.

Fang Che hadn't noticed her at first, but politely smiled and nodded at her. Then, he suddenly realized that although the girl was smiling, her eyes were not.

Her eyes were cold.

Why did she come with a group to welcome me to school?

An old hand at observing everything and being aware of every emotion in complex situations, how could he ignore such an abnormality?

Fang Che's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately paid attention. The position of the girl seemed to be at a distance from everyone else, maintaining a sense of propriety, yet naturally keeping a bit of distance.

It was evident that she wanted to blend in, but couldn't. However, this wasn't because others were rejecting her, but because she was rejecting others.

An ordinary teenager would only feel that this girl was a bit cold. But in Fang Che's eyes, this woman was abnormal: why was she rejecting all her friends in a group? Humans are social animals, and no matter how aloof a girl may be, she would still have friends.

If a person doesn't fit in with the crowd they spend every day with, it's not the crowd that has a problem, but the person themselves.

For example, a wolf that has sneaked into a group of Huskies, no matter how it tries to disguise itself or blend in, it will always feel that the group around it is not its kind.

Fang Che immediately spotted her.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that compared to the imposters he had encountered in his previous life, these academy fellows were indeed still very naive.

After greeting everyone, he intentionally moved closer to the girl and said excitedly, "Elder Brother, you guys are here to welcome me? This is... this is so unexpected. Sister Xueyun, Sister Bingbing, and this... I've never received such a warm welcome from so many beautiful ladies before."

Everyone burst into laughter at his words, and it was clear what he meant—he didn't know the name of the woman.

Amidst the laughter, Fang Qingyun introduced her gently, "That's your Sister Wan, Wan Zhimei, my classmate."

Fang Che suddenly realized, "Hello, Sister Wan."

Wan Zhimei could only smile and nod, "Younger brother is so handsome."

Fang Che laughed heartily and silently remembered the name, saying happily, "I didn't expect Elder Brother to be so popular in the academy. With so many passionate and righteous male classmates and so many beautiful, elegant, and gentle female classmates, my uncle was still worried before I came. He said that Elder Brother's personality is average, and he might not have many friends. When I return, I must tell him that he was wrong!"

The male classmates burst into laughter.

The female classmates beamed with pride.

Fang Qingyun was completely dumbfounded.

Younger brother, where's your sharp tongue?

Where's your sarcasm?

Bring it out.

You're making it seem like everything I said before was a lie.

Could it be that your sharp tongue and sarcasm are only directed at me?

"It seems like you've grown quite a bit," Fang Qingyun said with a hint of jealousy, as Fang Che was now taller than him.

"Yes, I've grown about a palm's length. I'm about 1.83 meters tall now," Fang Che smiled, his eyes lowered as he looked at his elder brother's head.

Fang Qingyun's lips twitched.

He humphed and took a few steps back, feeling an urge to hit someone.

After the introductions, the group chatted and laughed as they accompanied Fang Che to register.

"Reporting for registration."

"What's your name?"

"Fang Che."

"Fang Che?"

The staff inside suddenly became quiet.

Those waiting outside were also puzzled.

This was the first time they had seen such a situation during registration, where the process got stuck after a name was submitted.

Then...

They saw several people from the White Cloud Academy flying over from a distance.

Leading them was the Dean, accompanied by several elders, and then another figure arrived, his white beard flowing in the wind as he suddenly descended—it was the Vice Headmaster.

Everyone was stunned and silent, quickly bowing in respect, not daring to raise their heads.

Why were these top figures of the academy here today?

What happened?

Then they heard the Dean ask, "Who is Fang Che?!"

Fang Che was surprised and stepped forward, "I am Fang Che."

"Good, register his name."

Then the Vice Headmaster said, "Fang Che, follow me."

A group of important figures led Fang Che away, speeding off with a roar.

Behind them, Fang Qingyun and all the classmates were left dumbfounded.

What... what's going on?

Not only was the younger brother handsome, but he also had a great demeanor, and seemed to have a large following. But this didn't seem right; why were they escorting him like a prisoner?

Did the younger brother do something wrong?

(End of Chapter)

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