https://novelcool.info/chapter/Chapter-339-This-Gun-Called-Netherworld-Ten-Thousand-Words-Part-1-/12980428/
https://novelcool.info/chapter/Chapter-340-Divine-Truly-Divine-Extra-Chapter-for-Jun-Yunchang-and-Dongyue-Aichitang-Part/12980433/
Chapter 339: This Gun, Called Netherworld! [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 2)
Chapter 339: This Gun, Called Netherworld! [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 2)
The fact remains that they lost their lives at my hands."
Fang Che stood up and began walking back.
When he reached the spot where Zuo Guanglie and the others had died, Fang Che stopped in his tracks.
His eyes fixed on the dark bloodstains on the cave floor, and his heart felt a surge of pain and twitching.
He bowed deeply.
He stood quietly for a moment.
Then he turned and left.
In the dimly lit cave, his silhouette grew more desolate.
...
He exited the cave.
When Fang Che looked back, the dark cave still stood firm, but the Spear Intent had vanished.
It had become just like any ordinary cave.
Then he suddenly realized that it was already morning! The sun was almost at the end of the third hour.
He remembered that he had been sucked in yesterday afternoon.
Had an entire night and most of the day passed by without him noticing?
He quickened his pace, his movements as swift as a ghost, changing directions to hide his figure. Only when he reached a hundred zhang away did he finally feel at ease.
The commotion from last night must have been significant.
But as he hurried a few steps, he noticed an unusual quietness in the area.
Was it possible that the disappearance of the Spear Intent went completely unnoticed?
That didn't seem right.
As he approached the northern city, he suddenly saw flashes of light in the sky, with experts swiftly passing overhead. They rushed towards the city in a hurry.
As he continued forward, more and more experts filled the sky, all heading towards a specific direction in the White Cloud Continent.
It seemed that they all had the same destination in mind.
Most of them were at the Imperial Level, with some at the Sovereign Level.
Fang Che couldn't guarantee if there were any higher-level experts among them.
What had happened?
With his questions unanswered, Fang Che entered the White Cloud City and didn't need to ask around to find out what was going on.
Numerous people on the streets were discussing the matter.
Many others were also flying towards that direction.
Dong Changfeng, wielder of the Golden Serpent Spear, had comprehended the Spear Intent of a Gun Demon in a cave, achieving a breakthrough and absorbing the Spear Intent.
His cultivation had greatly improved!
In his joy, he hosted a grand banquet at the Fortune Wine Tower to celebrate with his fellow cultivators.
Experts from nearby continents were rushing over to join the festivities.
After listening to this, Fang Che stood stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, a wave of warmth and emotion washed over his heart.
Dong Changfeng.
He had shouldered the burden of everything onto himself.
From now on, no one would ever associate this matter with him!
"What a role model for the seniors..."
Fang Che's heart was filled with a surge of warm emotions.
...
He hurried towards the Scholar's Residence.
Fang Che had not returned home the previous night, leaving Ye Meng anxious and worried. Seeing him finally return, she felt relieved.
"You must be tired. Go and rest, then head to the Guardian Pavilion."
"No need."
Fang Che placed the Divine Mind Jade Slip in the study and said, "I'll just wash my face and go."
"Okay, then I'll bring your meal."
"Um... is it still hot?"
"Yes, it's hot."
"Good."
Ye Meng brought up the meal, along with a small pot of nourishing porridge, thick and appetizing.
After washing his face, Fang Che ate heartily and wiped his mouth.
"I'm leaving."
"En."
Suddenly, Fang Che turned back and asked, "Why didn't you ask me where I went last night? I didn't return until dawn."
A smile appeared on Ye Meng's slightly baby-faced cheeks. "Isn't this normal?"
She walked up to Fang Che and carefully straightened his collar and belt, adjusting the creases. In a gentle voice, she said, "Don't worry. This is our life, and I know how to manage it."
A sense of peace and warmth washed over Fang Che's heart.
He lightly hugged her and smiled, "I'm leaving."
"Go."
As Fang Che walked on the road, he felt a sense of lightness throughout his body.
He even had a faint feeling of wanting to stay at home and enjoy the warmth.
If it weren't for the Only Righteous Sect, how happy would it be to live such a peaceful and cozy life?
He finally understood the fellow guardians at the Guardian Pavilion.
He took a light breath.
"You can have it, but I can't."
He unbuttoned his shirt, letting the cold wind blow into his chest.
The warmth in his heart turned into a chill.
...
When he arrived at the Guardian Pavilion, his face was as cold as ice, and his heart was as heavy as stone.
In the executive hall, everyone was discussing something, their spirits high as if it were a festival.
"Why is everyone in such a frenzy?"
Fang Che frowned at the chaotic scene in the executive hall.
"Chief Fang, Dong Changfeng, wielder of the Golden Serpent Spear, has made a breakthrough and is hosting a grand banquet at the Fortune Wine Tower to celebrate. Everyone is excited and happy."
"Dong Changfeng has made a breakthrough, but what does that have to do with you?"
Fang Che asked coldly, "Are you invited to the banquet? Is your cultivation level high enough to attend?"
"It's not that... Chief Fang..."
A senior executive looked at him in surprise, "Chief Fang, Dong Changfeng is a Guardian. With his breakthrough, our Guardian's power has greatly increased. We'll be safer, and isn't that worth celebrating?"
"So you're content with waiting to be protected forever?"
Fang Che asked coldly, "Let Dong Changfeng and the others constantly fight for their lives, while you wait to be protected? Do you feel at ease enjoying this? Have you ever thought about how tired and dangerous it is for them?"
"Have you ever considered becoming stronger to ease their burden? Have you ever thought about working hard so that one day you can lend them a hand?"
Fang Che scolded, "You're not ordinary civilians. You're guardians! Is it appropriate to live off others and wait for death day after day?"
The common folk may say that with the strong becoming stronger, we are safer, but you cannot! You are warriors yourselves!"
"Warriors fight, they don't wait for the brave in front to protect them. When the brave break through and become stronger, we can cheer for them. But you must also consider, how can we make ourselves stronger and not hold back the brave ones ahead?"
"Think harder, for those mythical figures to break through a level is definitely harder than for us, but even they have broken through, and we haven't, how embarrassing is that!"
Everyone lowered their heads.
Listening to Fang Zong's words, they felt embarrassed.
"Go patrol the streets! There'll be an assessment tomorrow!"
Fang Zong threw out a sentence, slammed the table, and roared, "Hurry up! Don't leave anyone behind, all of you go on patrol. While patrolling, you can check out the Fortune Inn. You must ensure the safety of the Fortune Inn!"
Instantly, a cheer erupted.
"Thank you, Fang Zong! Long live Fang Zong!"
A loud rumble followed.
The crowd dispersed like birds and beasts.
Everyone, including Fang Che, knew that with such a grand event in the city, Dong Changfeng's breakthrough with the Golden Serpent Spear would suppress the entire city. At this time, no demon or evil person from the Demon Sect would dare to cause trouble.
So, although the city was in chaos, it was the safest time.
Although Fang Che scolded them, he would never let his subordinates miss out on such a heavenly blessing.
Because Dong Changfeng would definitely bestow benefits when the crowd was at its peak.
And at that moment, these people would encounter a turning point in their lives.
As for the idea of "protecting the Fortune Inn"... Haha, who needs protection at the Fortune Inn? But the people from the Executive Hall could strut over and use this reason to occupy the best spots, gaining the greatest benefits!
That's why everyone was so grateful to Fang Che.
Cough, even though they were scolded.
...
"Tang Zheng!"
Fang Che glared, "What rank are you at now?"
"Fang Zong, I've finally broken through to the Martial General rank! I feel like my whole body is filled with strength!"
Tang Zheng stood at attention, his spirit rejuvenated.
"Go prepare a whip, I'll use it to beat people tomorrow."
"Er..."
"Hurry up. Then go on duty at the Fortune Inn to protect Dong!"
Protect Dong...
These five words almost made Tang Zheng laugh out loud.
...
Fang Che walked alone on the street, patrolling while sensing the surging spiritual energy in his dantian. Compared to two days ago, his dantian had almost doubled in size.
The misty vortex of spiritual energy had also increased threefold.
Within his entire dantian, a thick fog enveloped everything, and anyone caught in this dense fog would be unable to see their fingers.
He observed, he suddenly realized that there was a place where a cloud seemed to have formed.
Fang Che was shocked.
A cloud!
So, this was a cloud!
In his past life, when he cultivated to the late Royal Stage, a misty vortex formed, and when he reached the late Imperial Stage, a spiritual liquid appeared.
Then, he was blasted by a spear.
Now, at the peak of the Martial Marquis Stage, not only was the misty vortex full, but a cloud had also formed.
He never knew that this spiritual energy form would have a cloud stage! Fang Che had discovered a new continent.
The mist gathered into clouds, the clouds gathered into rain, the rain gathered into rivers, the rivers gathered into lakes, the lakes gathered into seas... and the seas gathered into...
Could this be the path?
Fang Che's thoughts diverged, and he suddenly recalled the day when the Water Deity summoned water, which fell directly onto the lava, instantly turning into steam that rose into the air, forming mist. As the mist rose higher and higher, it became thicker and thicker, eventually forming a dense cloud.
And then came the heavy rain...
Fang Che's eyes lit up; so, that was how it was.
He suddenly understood the path ahead.
But what Fang Che didn't know was... the path he had discovered was only for geniuses.
Those with inferior talents or below the Heavenly Stage mostly followed Fang Che's previous path; they were the mainstream of martial practitioners on the entire continent.
...
He slowly made his way to the Fortune Inn.
The area was already packed with people.
However, surprisingly, there was an orderly atmosphere.
All of them were experts, and many had bought drinks to celebrate, toasting to the joyous atmosphere.
It seemed like they were waiting for something.
Fang Che frowned when he saw that most of the two hundred people from his Executive Hall were outside, unable to squeeze in. How could they benefit if they couldn't get close?
Although there were also guardians around, he didn't recognize them.
Besides, who knew if there were spies inside... it was better to have his own people benefit, it was more reassuring.
Fang Che frowned and shouted angrily, "The second hall of the Guardian Pavilion's Executive Hall, gather here!"
His shout startled everyone, and their eyes turned towards him.
The second hall's members quickly assembled.
Fang Che roared, "I ordered you to protect the Fortune Inn, but you're so far away, how can you protect it?"
The crowd understood, "Fang Zong, we can't squeeze in."
"You can't squeeze in? Even on official duty, you say you can't squeeze in?"
Fang Zong glared, "Follow me, I'll see who dares to stop us! I think you're just lazy!"
He strode forward, shouting, "The second hall of the Guardian Pavilion is on duty, make way for us!"
He pushed aside whoever was in front, not caring who they were.
The person he pushed was about to curse, but seeing Fang Che's cold face and eyes, he wisely kept quiet and squeezed to the side.
Fang Che led the two hundred executives through the densely packed crowd like a giant ship sailing on the sea.
A clear path was made.
However, there were those who were unwilling to move, but President Fang rudely pushed through them.
Or he would simply slap them.
"This is the White Cloud Continent! Do not obstruct the execution of official duties! I don’t care what positions you hold elsewhere, but here, you must abide by the rules!"
President Fang acted unreasonably, pushing everyone in front of him.
Even if they were of the Emperor Rank, he pushed them without hesitation.
"I am the Bai Pingzhou Guardian Hall Commander!"
"Get lost! Does your Bai Pingzhou have jurisdiction over my White Cloud Continent? Talk to me when you’re transferred here! Are you trying to obstruct the execution of official duties? If you are, show me with your actions."
"You!"
This Hall Commander was so angry his nose was twisted: "It’s not impossible for me to be transferred to the White Cloud Continent!"
"Do you know who our White Cloud Continent Battle Hall Commander is?"
"Yuan Jingjiang! So what? Did Yuan Jingjiang send you? I will..."
"Bullshit! Yuan Jingjiang wouldn’t dare to fart in front of me! Who do you think you are? And you want to be transferred... Try it, I dare you? I’m asking you one last time, will you move or not?"
President Fang’s hand rested on his sword hilt, his gaze fierce, ready to draw his sword.
The face of the Bai Pingzhou Hall Commander turned as purple as an eggplant, gasping for breath in anger, but with Dong Changfeng and other higher-ups watching from above, he didn’t dare to act rashly.
He huffed and contorted his face, moving aside.
Fang Che ignored him, his face as cold as ice, pushing his way in: "Move! Move! Are you blind? Didn’t you see the Bai Pingzhou Hall Commander was scolded away by me, and you’re still blocking the way? Someone, arrest..."
Before he could finish, the people in front of him stepped back.
The Bai Pingzhou Hall Commander was so angry, his nose was puffing out white steam like an old ox.
Behind Fang Che, the people from the Second Executive Hall were all feeling elated.
Following President Fang was truly exhilarating.
There was no need to give anyone face.
But thinking about it, it was also understandable: President Fang didn’t even care about Chief Administrator Zhao Shanhe, so what was this person to him? What was there to fear from a bit of rudeness and brutality? It was precisely this kind of superior who would take every advantage for his subordinates that would win the unanimous approval of all his subordinates.
President Fang’s face was as thick as a city wall, as tough as a cow’s behind, already impervious to any weapon. Handling such unreasonable tasks was a piece of cake for him, effortless.
Pushing his way through the crowd to the innermost part, President Fang didn’t even blink.
Then, pointing at the hotel, Fang Che began to command: "Everyone, stand with your backs against the Fortune Hotel, make sure to protect it, don’t let any scoundrels take advantage of any loopholes."
"Yes! We will definitely complete the task!"
"Even if a thousand troops and ten thousand horses come, we will still complete the task for you, sir!"
"Yes!"
The surrounding people were speechless.
Given the current crowded situation, all these people were their own, and they were all experts. Did the Fortune Hotel need to be protected by a bunch of little executives?
It was truly shameless to the extreme.
But seeing this group occupy the most advantageous position, no one dared to speak up.
Firstly, this guy was too unreasonable, secondly, it was their territory, and thirdly... who would dare to cause trouble with a bunch of Cloud Sword Spectrum experts on the hotel?
All of Fang Che’s subordinates stood tall and straight, their heads held high.
In the crowd, the two hundred or so people from the First Executive Hall of the White Cloud Continent, who were squeezed to the point of falling over, had no place to stand in the outer circle. Their faces were filled with grievances.
They kept looking at their Chief Administrator.
Why couldn’t Chief Administrator Lei be like President Fang?
It was truly frustrating...
Today, these guys from the Second Hall would definitely gain a lot of glory, and their overall strength would take a big step forward. As for themselves, it was a bit uncertain...
The shorter ones were already being lifted off the ground, moving with the crowd, having no autonomy at all.
In such a situation, gaining glory?
Gaining what, exactly?
On the other side, Executive Fang had already started giving orders, standing on a high spot, his eyes coldly scanning the crowd, and bellowing: "Quiet! Everyone, stand properly! What are you pushing for?"
His voice was harsh and intimidating.
Everyone instinctively followed his commands.
It was clear that President Fang had already established his authority with just this push.
...
At the top of the Fortune Hotel.
In the main hall upstairs, several large tables were combined into one big table, and a hundred or so people were seated around it.
Dong Changfeng sat at the head seat, Menghe Jun in the second, Song Changfeng in the third, Gao Qingyu in the fourth, followed by Shen Laotou, Huang Yifan, Chen Ruhai, Fan Tianjie... and then the other palace and deputy palace masters from other continents...
Listening to the commotion below...
Gao Qingyu and others had strange expressions on their faces, but they recognized Fang Che’s voice. They hadn’t expected that the former student would now be so powerful in the Guardian Pavilion.
Song Changfeng’s face was burning.
The Bai Pingzhou palace master was somewhat sarcastic, saying with a forced smile: "Palace Master Song has many fierce generals under him."
By "fierce generals," he naturally meant elite and somewhat unruly soldiers.
Song Changfeng hadn’t even spoken when someone was already unhappy, Shen Laotou said unhappily: "Palace Master Wang, what’s the matter? As the palace master of Bai Pingzhou, do you want to interfere with the affairs of the White Cloud Continent?"
Palace Master Wang was taken aback. What did I do? I was talking about Song Changfeng, right? Why did the White Cloud Academy jump out?
His face darkened: "Old Shen, this..."
"What’s this? What’s this?"
Shen Laotou stood up directly, pointing at him and scolding:: "A dog catching a mouse, minding other people’s business. They’re executing official duties, what’s it got to do with you? Do you have to to come and stir up trouble? What big deal are you?"
Palace Master Wang was at a loss.
What did I do? Why... did I get scolded?
Shen Laotou glared at him, angrily:: "What are you staring for? What do you want to say? Say it to me."
"
A palace master beside him pulled on Wang’s sleeve, whispering:: "Sit down, don’t provoke him."
Palace Master Wang’s face was like he had eaten shit, sitting down with a dark expression, feeling a deep sense of injustice, saying: "I didn’t say anything."
(End of Chapter)
Chapter end
Report
