The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 291: The Old Demon's Abnormality - Novel Cool

Chapter 291: The Old Demon's Abnormality

Chapter 291: The Old Demon's Abnormality

Yin Shengong was growing anxious. Was his disciple turning soft-hearted?

What's the point of killing a few of your own for personal safety? Besides, are the Night Demon Sect and the Light Sect even considered their own?

Damn it, those guys are always thinking about devouring our One Mind Sect!

How can they be considered their own?

"Just because we belong to the Only Righteous Sect, does that make us our own? Then, what about Ren Zhongyuan and I? What about my master, Sun Yuan, and the Wang and Li families? Are they not our own either?"

"Accordingly, if we and the Guardian Pavilion belong to the same continent, aren't we also our own?"

Yin Shengong was furious, "Get rid of such absurd thoughts immediately! You're a Night Demon that shakes the world, and yet your ideas are so childish?!"

At this moment, Fang Che was not in front of Yin Shengong.

If he were here, the old demon would have surely punched and kicked him.

How could you have such thoughts!

It's absolutely wrong!

What's wrong with killing them?

Even if there's no threat to life, even if there's no danger at all, you can kill just because you don't like the look of someone.

"You good-for-nothing! You're supposed to be a demon, but you've turned into a poet, so sentimental!"

Yin Shengong scolded without holding back.

"Master, I'm not being sentimental... It's just that this afternoon, at the Guardian Pavilion's victory banquet, I was promoted to Second Rank Silver Star Overseer. A Deputy General Director from the Southeast Headquarters even came to preside over the ceremony..."

Fang Che explained the situation, "In front of everyone's watchful eyes... I was awarded twenty merit points! I felt so humiliated that I thought killing so many of our own was not worth it."

Fang Che complained, "Master, do I really need these twenty merit points? I've worked my way up from nothing to nearly fifteen thousand merit points. Do I really need these twenty from him?"

"Being humiliated in front of so many people! How can I face anyone now? I'm a Second Rank Silver Star Overseer, after all. This was supposed to be my promotion ceremony... I can't take it anymore, Master. I want to go back to the One Mind Sect..."

"This Zhao Shanhe is going too far!"

"One day, I'll kill that old man!"

"Twenty merit points! I'm going to get them!"

"This old bastard is deliberately taunting me, deliberately humiliating me! He's doing it on purpose!"

Fang Che was sobbing.

He tried his best to show his grievances, seeking Yin Shengong's sympathy and comfort.

But this time, things didn't go as he hoped.

Yin Shengong fell silent, not saying a word as Fang Che poured out his complaints.

What's going on?

Fang Che was startled. Could it be that the old demon... has something on his mind?

He didn't come to comfort his precious disciple!

So Fang Che waited anxiously for a long time.

Finally, a message came from Yin Shengong: "Who is the Deputy General Director from the Southeast Headquarters?"

Fang Che was stunned.

Shouldn't you be comforting me? Why... are you asking about this?

He replied, "An Ruoxing."

Again, Yin Shengong fell silent.

Fang Che was bewildered.

What's going on?

Cautiously, he sent a message: "Master, why aren't you comforting me?"

His character was known for being obedient and cute.

This time, the old demon replied quickly, "Get lost!"

Fang Che was so shocked that he jumped in place.

This is not normal! It's absolutely not normal!

Why is the old demon so irritable? Could it be that he no longer loves me?

After that, Yin Shengong didn't send any more messages.

Feeling uneasy, Fang Che returned to the branch office and immediately started throwing a tantrum.

I've been wronged on the side of righteousness, and in the demon sect, I don't even get any comfort. Instead, I get a tongue-lashing. I can't take this anymore. I have to vent my anger!

So, Zhao Wu Shang and Zheng Yunqi were beaten and cursed. All the little demons in the escort agency were beaten with sticks, without exception.

"You can't even clean up after yourself!"

"You only know how to shit, but not how to wipe your ass!"

"I'll beat you to death!"

"Hang those two up!"

"Get the whip!"

"Why are you so slow? Hang him up too!"

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!...

After venting his rage, Starlight Commander left.

"Tomorrow, cooperate with Fang Che and the others! I don't care anymore! Follow the original plan! If there's any mistake, I'll skin you alive and pull out your tendons!"

Zhao Wu Shang and the others were let down, all of them confused.

What's going on?

After a long while, they came to a conclusion: "He must have been scolded by Yin Jiaozhu! Otherwise, he wouldn't be like this..."

"It's our fault that he got scolded... so he's taking it out on us..."

"Sigh..."

"Let's get to work tomorrow... Discuss how to cooperate with Fang Che and the others. You guys, go out and find people, those you're familiar with, those you're close to, and bring them to the branch office to work..."

"You girls, go and find some too, or send out secret signals to your close friends... Everyone, come. Otherwise, we'll report and kill you..."

"The commander's temper will probably be bad these days, so be careful."

Fang Che went home to sleep.

As usual, Ye Meng copied the news from Zhao Yinger and then passed it on.

After a pleasant day of work and cultivation, it was the middle of the night.

Suddenly, a dense spiritual energy spread out like ripples.

Ye Meng opened his eyes, his face filled with surprise.

He had broken through to the Heroic Rank!

Heroic Rank First Tier.

Just as he was feeling elated...

Another breakthrough energy emerged, far more powerful than Ye Meng's.

Boundless, countless spirit qi silently gathered, hanging like a sky river, pouring into the small courtyard.

Fang Che had broken through.

Heroic Rank Third Tier.

Ye Meng, being so close, noticed and couldn't help but open her small mouth, her face filled with confusion and frustration.

Why is the difference so huge?

And, how could it be so coincidental?

I had just broken through First Tier, and you reached Third Tier, and this fluctuation is even tens of times stronger than mine...

So infuriating!

In his room, Fang Che frowned, deep in thought.

He had been suppressing his cultivation, preventing a breakthrough, wanting the fog-like qi vortex in his dantian to accumulate more, solidifying his foundation.

But the effect of the Water Cloud Heaven Fruit was truly miraculous.

He had reached the bottleneck of Third Tier long ago.

Just now, while sleeping, the spirit qi suddenly fluctuated, and a surge of qi rushed towards him. As a result, the dazed Fang Che, in his confusion, couldn't control it and directly broke through.

This damn...

It was simply speechless.

Fang Che, with a stern face, asked, "You broke through the Heroic Rank?"

"Yes, young master," Ye Meng replied cheerfully, seeking praise for her breakthrough.

"Come, let's spar a little," Fang Che suggested.

"Ah? But I'm not your match," Ye Meng said.

"I'll help solidify your foundation," Fang Che assured her.

"Okay..." Ye Meng reluctantly agreed.

After a round of sparring, Ye Meng was thoroughly beaten by Fang Che.

She was even punched several times on the face, looking aggrieved, and her whole body felt powerless, unable to lift even a finger.

"Young master, do you intend to beat me up?" Ye Meng finally realized.

"Yes," Fang Che confirmed.

Ye Meng, lying on the ground, pounded the floor with her small fists.

So infuriating!

How did I fall for this trickster's scheme!

Now my whole body feels like falling apart, wailing...

Fang Che grabbed her by the back of her shirt and carried her like a small dog into her room, tossing her onto the bed.

"Rest," he said, leaving with a sense of superiority.

Ye Meng, thrown onto the bed, rolled over and couldn't help but lie on the pillow, pounding it with her small fists, "Ahhhh..."

She felt her chest hurt, as if it had been squeezed when she was lifted...

So she pounded the pillow again, "Ahhhh... Damn it..."

Fang Che, feeling cheerful, headed towards the Guardian Pavilion.

After a night, there was no news from Yin Shengong.

Fang Che was puzzled. The old demon lord's behavior was clearly abnormal, but Fang Che couldn't figure it out. He wondered, "Could it be... that Old Yin and An Ruoxing have a secret relationship?"

Upon arriving at the Guardian Pavilion's Overseer Hall, everyone's eyes turned to him, their gazes filled with concern or care.

Zhao Yinger immediately stood up and asked with concern, "Fang Che, are you alright?"

Facing the crowd's concerned or caring gazes, Fang Che nodded lightly and then said coldly, "Tang Zheng! Let's go on patrol!"

With a flip of his cloak, the silver badge on his collar lit up.

Fang Che turned and strode out of the door.

His cape flashed at the door, and he disappeared.

Tang Zheng responded with a loud voice, walking out confidently.

Today, Fang Che was on duty, and he didn't greet anyone.

The crowd whispered among themselves.

"Oh..."

"This is such a great injustice."

"Exactly, if it were me, I probably wouldn't have come today..."

"Fang Che is still young, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. The fear is that he won't open up..."

"..."

Hearing the crowd's whispers, Zhao Yinger bit her lip, her face filled with worry.

She had a clear feeling that at this moment, Fang Che had cut off all the connections he had in the Guardian Pavilion, severing everything that belonged to him in an instant.

It was decisive, fierce, and resolute.

...

Fang Che walked ahead with a cold face.

Tang Zheng followed, jogging and saying with righteous indignation, "Fang Che, don't take this to heart. Everyone can see that you've been wronged. But your abilities are evident, and you'll eventually rise to prominence."

Fang Che stopped and looked at Tang Zheng with furrowed brows.

Tang Zheng had changed a lot in recent days, becoming more proactive and seemingly bolder.

In handling matters and facing danger, he had become more qualified.

Fang Che's gaze softened slightly, and he patted Tang Zheng's shoulder, saying in a low voice, "Tang Zheng, you need to work harder."

"Yes, Fang Che," Tang Zheng replied, feeling his heart stir and his nose turn sour, almost tearing up.

His voice trembled slightly, "Everyone says I've become more like a man. My mother wants to come and thank you."

Tang Zheng was excited, "It's true, Fang Che. I've lived for over thirty years, and I've never felt as manly as I do now. And I feel like a hero. Fang Che, thank you."

Hero...

Fang Che turned his head, looking at the bustling street, sighing softly, his eyes slightly dazed, and said quietly, "Thank me? I don't even know if I'm helping or harming you."

He strode forward, and his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a white-robed figure? The unique aura was unmistakable.

Fang Che's voice turned indifferent, but his words took a sudden turn, and his voice grew louder.

(End of Chapter)

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