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Chapter 292: You! You've Asked the Right Person! [Extra Chapter for the White Silver Alliance Dragon
Chapter 292: You! You've Asked the Right Person! [Extra Chapter for the White Silver Alliance Dragon Tooth Token]
Fang Che's voice grew heavy as he spoke, "Tang Zheng, do you know? Choices are like paths home. Your decision today to be a man, to be a hero, is also your choice to find your way back."
"Living in this mortal world, not everyone is a hero, and not everyone is a fighter. Some choose to survive at all costs, while others choose to stand firm. Those who survive often live longer, but those who stand firm often die quickly."
"To survive, to stand firm, and to go with the flow are three attitudes towards life."
"In peaceful times, it's hard to say who's right and who's wrong."
"But..."
Fang Che's voice softened, "There's one thing for certain; that is... if there weren't those who stand firm, then those who survive and those who go with the flow would face even greater hardships."
"Although they die young, they are the true backbone of this continent!"
"Those who survive and those who go with the flow are actually enjoying the benefits brought by those who stand firm. Sometimes, they even look down on those who stand firm... thinking they're idiots. Isn't living a few more days better? Why rush to their deaths?"
"We can't blame them for not understanding. Their outlook on life is different. They've chosen to survive, so in their eyes, survival is the right choice. Even if it means surrender, even if it means bowing down, even if it means becoming a dog, there's hope as long as they live."
"But those who stand firm would rather die than accept that hope of living! These are two types of people. Strictly speaking, they should be considered two different beings."
"As long as there are people standing firm, those who survive will continue to enjoy the benefits."
"Is it fair? It's very unfair. But some things must be done!"
"Only when someone takes action will there be hope in this world, and only then will there be a continuous emergence of those who stand firm! Only then can the backbone of this continent be prevented from being completely shattered!"
Tang Zheng, feeling perplexed, said, "I think I understand what you're saying, but I also feel like I don't..."
Fang Che smiled faintly, "There's no need to understand. Just do what you believe is right. Few will blame you for surviving, and few will thank you for standing firm."
Tang Zheng, mustering his courage, said, "Administrator Fang, with your cultivation speed and genius, you could soon achieve great success in martial arts. Even someone like Zhao Changguan would be helpless against you. Why..."
Fang Che laughed with interest, "Are you asking why not cultivate to become invincible before taking action?"
"Well, something like that."
In truth, Tang Zheng wanted to ask why he was standing up to Zhao Changguan, but Fang Che swiftly changed the topic.
Fang Che chuckled lightly and shook his head, "Hiding in one place and cultivating until you're invincible before taking action... it's like those ascetic sects in seclusion. Not witnessing any misery, not concerning oneself with right and wrong, and not feeling any moral condemnation, right? When women are humiliated, I don't intervene because I'm cultivating in a remote place. When the common people are oppressed, I don't intervene because I'm not there to see it. When innocents are slaughtered, I don't intervene because I'm not present. Once I become invincible, I'll definitely save the world, right? Haha..."
He laughed mockingly, "Those people can't even be considered human; they're just grass on a mountain! Save the world? With them?! Become invincible? With them?!"
"Hahaha..."
Fang Che's laughter was filled with ridicule.
After a long while, he smiled and said, "Wait until all of us who dare to stand firm are dead... then you can put your hopes on them, haha..."
Just then, a faint voice spoke, "Administrator, do you look down on us country bumpkins?"
Fang Che stopped in his tracks.
On the side of the road stood a white-clothed figure, facing the wind, with a long sword on his back.
The white clothing on his body seemed to be made of a unique material, spotlessly clean, exceptionally white, and exuding a soft yet substantial feel.
His hair was tied in a bun on top of his head, secured with a white jade hairpin. Two strands of black hair naturally framed his cheeks, and three wisps of long beard flowed down.
His eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were clear and bright.
The exposed hilt of the sword on his back had a uniquely ancient design.
From top to bottom, he exuded a natural air of transcendence.
It was as if he didn't belong to this mortal world.
I've come to visit the human realm, and I can return to the heavens at any time, leaving no trace behind.
Fang Che had noticed this person earlier.
His previous words were naturally inspired by this person's presence.
The moment Fang Che saw him, four words naturally came to mind: ascetic sect.
At that moment,
Tang Zheng was startled to find that Fang Che, who was right in front of him, had suddenly disappeared.
Tang Zheng panicked: Where's Administrator Fang?
Fang Che felt his vision blur, and he entered a special space filled with swirling white mist, boundless and infinite.
And in this entire world, there were only two people.
Himself and the white-clothed figure.
Fang Che immediately recalled that night when someone had delivered the divine metal.
It was exactly like that.
While walking, he had unknowingly stepped into another world.
Was this white-clothed figure before him also a peerless expert? Fang Che's heart trembled.
The white-clothed figure asked again, "Administrator, do you look down on us humble mountain folk?"
"Fang Che spoke calmly, 'Since you're a humble mountain recluse, why bother about whether I, as an Overseer, look down upon you or not? If I do, so what? If I don't, so what?'"
The white-robed man narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "Even a humble mountain recluse has his temper."
"Since you're a mountain recluse, what right do you have to be temperamental with a Guardian of the Mortal World?"
Fang Che scoffed, "Have you come to the mortal realm to purchase something? Or to beg for alms? Or perhaps you lack something else in the mountains?"
He laughed, "Surely you didn't come here to guard against demons and uphold the righteous path, did you? I don't believe it!"
A hint of anger flashed across the white-robed man's face, as pale as white jade, as he said indignantly, "It's rare to see such impoliteness from a Guardian of the Grand Hall!"
Fang Che spoke calmly, "Is that so? But those from ascetic sects who guard against demons and uphold righteousness are even rarer!"
At this moment, he was within the other's domain, where his life was in the other's hands, yet Fang Che felt no fear.
"I once dared to face Duan Xiyang's gun, so who are you to me?"
It's not like anyone is afraid.
So, in his words, he didn't back down an inch.
They faced off.
The white-robed man said calmly, "You have quite the courage."
Fang Che spoke proudly, "If I didn't have the courage, how could I face the storms of the world head-on?'"
The white-robed man remained silent and said, "Not bad. You indeed deserve the title of 'facing head-on'!"
As he walked through the thick fog, he said calmly, "Follow me."
The dense fog surged and parted like ocean waves before him.
Fang Che followed behind him, and in a daze, they had already arrived at a pavilion.
The pavilion was situated amidst the sea of clouds.
Before them was an endless sea of clouds and waves.
He turned his head, and his voice became calm as he said, "May I ask for your esteemed surname, young friend?"
"Fang! Fang Che!"
"Overseer Fang."
The white-robed man nodded slightly and said, "I didn't mean to disturb you, but just now, after hearing your words, I was somewhat touched and also somewhat dissatisfied. So, I suddenly had the impulse to argue with you, young friend."
Fang Che said, "My time is precious, and I don't wish to waste it on pointless arguments. You'll have to pay!"
The white-robed man was taken aback but quickly asked, "I wonder what price Overseer Fang desires?"
Fang Che mocked, "For the time I spend arguing with you, I could have killed a Demon Lord. I will slay three Demon Lords after leaving here to pay for our chat today. How does that sound?"
"Agreed!"
Fang Che stood with his hands behind his back, next to the white-robed man, gazing at the surging sea of clouds, and said calmly, "What do you wish to discuss? Let's talk. Since you've paid, I'll chat with you to your heart's content."
The white-robed man smiled slightly, "Overseer Fang is indeed quick-witted and eloquent."
He paused for a moment and said, "Just now, Overseer Fang said something like this... hiding in one place... those people can't even be considered human, they're just a blade of grass in the mountains! Save the mortals? Rely on them?! Invincible in the world? Rely on them?!
He actually repeated Fang Che's entire speech, not missing a single word.
A hint of anger appeared on the ascetic's face, and he said, "Your words are intentional, and you said them because you saw me."
"So, I must argue with you."
Fang Che stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed, and said, "Go on."
"Just as you guessed, I am from an ascetic sect, and in my lifetime, it's rare for me to leave the mountain gate."
The white-robed man said, "But the sect's disciples go out in batches, and they also guard against demons and uphold righteousness, saving the mortals. Why do you..."
"Wrong!"
Before he could finish, Fang Che interrupted, "Your statement is utterly wrong!"
"Why?" The white-robed man's gaze intensified on Fang Che's face.
"Guard against demons and uphold righteousness, save the mortals? Your sect's disciples are not worthy of those eight words!"
Fang Che's gaze was as sharp as an arrow, and he met the white-robed man's deep gaze without flinching, not giving an inch, and said bluntly, "You call that a trial!"
"The so-called guarding against demons and upholding righteousness, saving the mortals, is merely a trial for you."
"Through these trials, you gain combat experience, enhance your cultivation insights, improve your mental cultivation, increase your personal combat power, and strengthen your sect's power."
Fang Che spoke coldly, "But after your disciples undergo these trials, they return to the mountains to cultivate further. They continue to sit on cold stones for years on end."
"Then, when they reach a bottleneck in their cultivation and need battles to break through, they come out again to engage in what you call guarding against demons and upholding righteousness!"
"What do you call that?"
Fang Che's gaze turned cold, "I don't deny that your sect has made contributions, and in terms of actions, you do guard against demons and uphold righteousness. But your hearts are no different from rocks!"
"When your trials are almost over, even if the whole world is in chaos, even if the world is in turmoil, you will immediately and resolutely return to the mountains!"
Fang Che showed a mocking smile, "What right do you have to say that guarding against demons and upholding righteousness saves the mortals?!"
The white-robed man remained silent for a moment and then spoke calmly, "Who in this world has no personal interests? Do you, Overseer Fang, have no personal interests at all? Is your entire life dedicated solely to a crimson heart and loyal soul?"
A mysterious smile appeared on Fang Che's face, and at this moment, his eyes and expression were filled with iron and blood, his spirit was valiant.
He said firmly, "You've asked the right person!"
(End of Chapter)
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