The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 341: Should I Call You Starlight or Night Demon? (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 341: Should I Call You Starlight or Night Demon? (Part 1)

Chapter 341: Should I Call You Starlight or Night Demon? (Part 1)

Xue Fuxiao couldn't help but praise and admire Dong Fang Sansan even more.

Dong Fang Sansan's lips twitched.

This time, it's not something I foresaw...

She replied, "I really didn't foresee this."

Dong Fang Sansan was an honest person; if it wasn't her doing, she wouldn't claim it.

"Pfft, who are you trying to fool? If you didn't foresee it, why would you have me patrol the southeast for several months without a break?"

Xue Fuxiao didn't believe her at all.

Do you take me for a fool? You're even trying to deny that you didn't foresee it? Then why have I been running back and forth on this side until my legs became thin?

It can't be just for my exercise, right?

However, perhaps Sansan needs to keep a low profile—Xue Fuxiao understood.

So she asked, "Since Dong Changfeng obtained the Gun God Legacy, can I go back now?"

Dong Fang Sansan said, "There's no rush. Once the news of Dong Changfeng spreads, Duan Xiyang will definitely come looking for him. So, it's perfect that you're there to protect Dong Changfeng and send Duan Xiyang back where he came from."

"Okay, then I'll beat up Duan Xiyang before returning."

"Hmm... Ask Dong Changfeng secretly for a name on my behalf."

"What do you mean?"

"Just tell him that, and he'll understand."

"Then you should explain it to me first. I can't keep being in the dark."

"Have there been any recent developments regarding the Snow family?"

"..."

Xue Fuxiao held her breath, not asking any further questions.

She didn't inquire about what was going on and quietly left.

Dong Fang Sansan smiled and continued handling matters.

With a calm mind, she proceeded to send a message to Xue Fuxiao: "When you see Duan Xiyang this time, tell him I want to meet him."

Xue Fuxiao replied instantly: "He wouldn't dare to come. He's seen you four times, and each time he suffered significant losses due to your schemes... How could he possibly want to meet you again?"

"I know he wouldn't dare to meet me, but if you say so, he'll understand."

Xue Fuxiao's curiosity was piqued again: "Then tell me, what are you planning?"

Dong Fang Sansan said, "I've decided to take charge of the Snow family's matter. I'll issue an order across the continent, forbidding anyone from mentioning the Snow family's embarrassment. It will be strictly prohibited."

On the other side, Xue Fuxiao went silent again.

Dong Fang Sansan felt delighted.

She put down the communication jade and resumed her busy work.

"Ah, having Little Xue around is great. I feel much more relaxed than before..."

After finishing her tasks, Dong Fang Sansan made an exception and went out, heading to the headquarters—the Hall of Heroic Souls.

In the Hall of Heroic Souls, incense smoke curled and wafted.

At the highest position stood a golden statue of a man holding a gun, naturally exuding an aura of swallowing rivers and mountains, dominating the world.

Dong Fang Sansan bowed respectfully.

Then, she took out three sticks of incense, lit them, and placed them reverently in the incense burner.

"Jun Lin, my congratulations to you."

"Thank you for your lifelong dedication. Unfortunately, during that period, the world collapsed, and almost all the classics were destroyed. We don't even know... about your life's experiences and legendary stories during your era."

"Over the years, I've been searching for information about you, but what I've found is only a fraction of the whole story. You don't know, but your heroic deeds, if compiled into a book, would greatly inspire this continent."

"May the God of War slay!"

"I truly wish to see your dominating gun posture in this world again. Rest assured, no matter who your successor is, I will nurture them to greatness."

"May your obsessions fade, and may you depart without regrets."

"I wish I could have been born tens of thousands of years earlier to fight alongside you, slaughtering across the world. It's a great regret that I couldn't cooperate with you in this life."

"May you, in your next life, dominate once more."

Dong Fang Sansan stood upright, bowing sincerely, praying wholeheartedly.

The incense smoke curled around the entire Hall of Heroic Souls, creating an atmosphere of solemnity and reverence.

Amidst the dense smoke, Jun Lin stood with his gun, facing the sky with pride. His gaze was disdainful, his eyes like deep pools, and his demeanor seemed to proclaim that he was still invincible, still dominating the world.

...

Fang Che waited until evening, but there was still no sign of the Only Me Sect Investigation Team.

His heart grew more anxious, yet he had no idea where the Investigation Team was. This feeling made him sense an impending crisis.

Not only him, but everyone in the escort agency was on edge.

It felt eerie.

Logically, they should have arrived by now.

The little demons contacted their families, and the Investigation Team had reached the southeast, so why hadn't they come to Baiyunzhou yet? Or had they already arrived, and we just didn't know?

This involved everyone's future.

Starless had left the branch a long time ago, and Zheng Yunqi and the others were still discussing and thinking deeply about where things had gone wrong and what they should pay more attention to...

Everyone was constantly contacting their families again.

"The Investigation Team hasn't arrived yet..."

The families were shocked: "They haven't left yet? That's impossible!"

Impossible?

After hearing this from their family elders, Zheng Yunqi and the others became even more nervous.

They hurriedly reported the situation in detail.

After reading the report, the families were also puzzled.

What's going on here?

"Be patient and wait. Be extra careful! Absolutely, there must not be any accidents!"

This was the warning from every family.

Everyone became more tense.

To maintain their image, as Jiang Bin had said: "Now... we can't even fart casually."

Tian Wanqing demonstrated by spreading his buttocks: "Like this, it's fine, no sound."

"Get lost!"

Tian Wanqing was beaten up by everyone.

...

Fang Che returned to the Scholar's Residence and promptly took a bath.

Ever since finding a wife, the feeling of 'a tremor of spiritual energy throughout the body' didn't seem as pure as before.

It's time for a wash.

After washing, with water droplets all over his body, another 'tremor of spiritual energy' would do the trick.

Entering the room, Ye Meng was diligently making the bed, the sheets shaking slightly, and everything was neatly arranged.

But she was suddenly embraced from behind by Fang Che, who whispered hotly by her ear, "Do you miss me?"

Ye Meng's body went soft, and she fell onto the bed with a thud.

Fang Che followed, lying down, and said, "I came back early today, so it's a good time to practice the spear."

Ye Meng: "..."

...

After a long while, it was already midnight.

Ye Meng was panting, her body weak as she buried herself under the covers. Her starry eyes were hazy, and she said, "...Why did you come back so early today? Aren't you going to cultivate...?"

"I don't need to go. I feel like I've already cultivated..."

Fang Che stopped halfway through his sentence, feeling something was off. He turned his head and saw Ye Meng with her eyes closed, breathing softly... She had already fallen asleep.

"Are you that tired?"

Fang Che scratched his head in confusion, "I don't feel satisfied yet..."

But Ye Meng was already asleep, so Fang Che could only endure it himself.

He covered himself with the blanket and lay on the bed, his body next to her soft and delicate body. He listened to her gentle breathing in his ears and smelled the faint fragrance in his nose.

A sense of ease and stability filled his mind.

For a moment, he felt infinitely satisfied.

Closing his eyes, his consciousness sank into the divine consciousness space.

...

Only now did he truly begin to inspect Jun Lin's legacy.

He hadn't dared to check before, fearing that if he exposed any trace of his aura, it would be discovered.

Now, it was his own time.

His consciousness settled.

He saw that the Netherworld Gun was almost fully formed, its tip black and shiny, containing heavy killing intent, which was constantly being infused into it.

The Golden Horned Dragon absorbed the divine grace from the divine formless jade, absorbing the killing intent...

The little sprite stretched out its small hand and gently caressed the Netherworld Gun.

With each caress, the gun's body became smoother.

The blade was at least a foot and a half long, shimmering with cold light.

Fang Che looked at the divine formless jade, remembering the pills and fusion method Xue Fu Xiao had given him, and he was full of anticipation.

It's about Royal Grade Four or Five, right? That's what we're waiting for.

Since obtaining this thing, it seemed that besides being able to use a bit of killing intent and expand the divine consciousness space, there was no other use. But initially, the Only Righteous Sect was so anxious to find it, so Fang Che was sure that this thing must have more use than that.

Indeed, there were other benefits. It's just that his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't truly fuse with it yet. Fang Che looked forward to the day when he could completely fuse with it.

Then Fang Che began to browse through Jun Lin's legacy.

The spear technique legacy.

Then he discovered that it was indeed a spear technique legacy—nothing else.

There were only nine perfect spear techniques. Not even the other four imperfect ones were included.

Jun Lin's handwriting showed: ...Your cultivation method doesn't need to be changed, and you don't need to learn other martial arts techniques. Once you've chosen the spear, be loyal to the spear.

I originally wanted to pass on all my life's learnings to you, but that would only hinder your progress in spear cultivation.

Three thousand six hundred spears are enough for you to cultivate for a lifetime.

...

After reading this, Fang Che was dumbfounded, and even his mouth twitched.

I need it.

How do you know I don't need it?

I have so many identities now, and I don't know how many more I'll have in the future. I need so many martial skills!

With just one sentence, you've wiped out all my hopes.

But Fang Che also knew that someone like Jun Lin was very principled. Moreover, what he said was correct.

More importantly: even if Jun Lin regretted it and wanted to pass on his knowledge, there was no chance.

It was already a fact.

Fang Che had no choice but to accept it.

Nameless Nine Spears.

Looking at this name, Fang Che felt a tinge of sourness in his heart. This set of spear techniques should have had a name, but Jun Lin changed it himself.

A world-renowned hero, yet he didn't receive the treatment he deserved.

Fang Che sighed deeply, remembering Jun Lin's request.

"My spear technique is nameless. In the future, as your spear technique takes shape and you truly understand it, name it 'Netherworld'!"

Fang Che's gaze became fixed.

He said word by word, "From this day forward, the Nameless Nine Spears shall be officially renamed 'Jun Lin Spear Technique, Netherworld Nine Kills'!"

As his thoughts changed, the four characters of the spear technique's name, 'Nameless Nine Spears', slowly transformed into 'Netherworld Nine Kills'.

Fang Che slowly opened the legacy.

What appeared before his eyes was the first kill of the Netherworld.

Fang Che examined it carefully.

The description of the spear technique was simple, but it explained how to initiate, transition, and conclude the technique, how to simultaneously operate every part of the body to perfectly gather strength, and how to integrate one's own momentum, killing intent, and killing aura. It also explained how to harmonize with one's divine consciousness, soul, and intent...

It also described how to utilize the surrounding terrain, circumstances, and the energy of the sun, moon, and stars, and how to incorporate and merge with them.

Only then would this spear, having merged with everything, be thrust out.

"Every spear is invincible!"

Fang Che carefully pondered this.

The fusion of all these energies gave people the feeling that they must perform countless movements before they could thrust out this spear.

But in reality, it wasn't like that.

Instead, with a thought, the spear would be thrust out.

In this almost imperceptible moment, all adjustments must be made, and with all the mighty momentum, the spear would be thrust out instantly!

"Before the spear is thrust out, my body merges with the heavens and earth, and the heavens, sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers all move with me. When the spear is thrust out, everything is simultaneously crushed."

"The spear tip flashes with cold light, but the power of that flash is the combined force of the heavens, sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers."

"And I control this power..."

Fang Che carefully comprehended this.

He even felt that from his toenails to the tips of his hair, gun intent was brewing within him.

Vaguely, he had a sudden realization.

He immediately floated out of bed, experiencing an epiphany. Without even having the time to put on clothes, he walked out of the room and into the courtyard, completely naked.

With a thought, he summoned the Divine Long Spear, 'Netherworld', into his hand.

He stood firmly on the ground, feeling the vast energy of the earth. Fang Che carefully contemplated, holding the long spear and closing his eyes.

Feeling the sun, moon, and stars above, and the earth beneath his feet, a surge of killing intent rose in his heart, followed by a powerful surge of murderous aura.

His cultivation base erupted like a bursting dam.

At this moment, he felt a sense of urgency and unease.

A light rebuke sounded.

"Netherworld First Kill!"

He lunged forward like a charging dragon.

He thrust his spear towards the open sky above.

A vast wave of gun intent suddenly surged forth.

In the air, a pitch-black space-time vortex appeared, extending fifty zhang into the distance.

The surrounding space was filled with a spider-web-like pattern, as if glass had shattered.

Although it disappeared in a flash, it had indeed existed.

The spatial vortex created by this spear thrust lasted for a moment before slowly dissipating.

"Dang!"

Fang Che thrust his spear, and in that instant, his spiritual power seemed to have vanished, leaving him completely powerless, not even able to hold onto the 'Netherworld' spear.

'Netherworld' slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

Then it automatically returned to his sea of consciousness.

Fang Che's vision went dark, and he fell straight down.

He lay sprawled on the ground, his limbs splayed in all directions.

At this moment, he felt as if he didn't even have the strength to breathe.

A wave of fear washed over him.

Is this Jun Lin's spear technique?

How much power did I just unleash? Fang Che clearly knew that he had not reached the point of integrating various energies like 'qi, killing intent, murderous aura, heavenly energy, earthly energy, situational energy, solar energy, lunar energy, stellar energy, wind energy, and cloud energy'! He could only say that he had a slight understanding of divine grace based on the foundations laid by his predecessors.

If the Netherworld Nine Kills were scored out of a hundred.

Then Fang Che would give himself half a point for this spear thrust.

"Too strong!"

Fang Che could only feel overwhelmed.

His own spear thrust had shocked even himself.

He felt his spiritual power rushing into his empty dantian, and he began to calculate.

Currently, he was at the peak of the Martial Marquis realm.

However, in terms of actual combat power, he could easily defeat an eighth-rank Martial Commander.

Even against a ninth-rank Martial Commander, he was confident in his ability to fight and had absolute confidence in his ability to escape with his life.

With this spear thrust, Fang Che believed that he could even kill a third-rank Emperor with a single strike! Of course, this only applied to ordinary Emperors.

If it were someone like Yan Beihan or Heiyao, Fang Che was confident that he could defeat them at the same rank and even triumph over those one rank higher.

If he used this spear technique, he could kill someone three ranks higher!

But beyond that, he had no assurance.

"But this is based on the assumption that both sides have similar equipment and backup survival methods. In reality, the other party's means of survival and backup resources are far beyond my reach."

Fang Che did not feel discouraged.

On the contrary, he felt a surge of vigor.

"I'm slowly bridging the gap in your family's heritage using other methods!"

"Although my cultivation progress is far slower than yours, I'm not necessarily weak! The future will determine who prevails!"

Fang Che's thoughts were filled with pride as he lay naked on the ground.

Just then...

"Ah?"

A startled cry rang out.

Ye Meng, wearing a nightgown, rushed over, her voice filled with panic. "What happened to you?"

But when she saw Fang Che's eyes open, he seemed unharmed.

However, he was completely naked.

He lay sprawled on the ground, his limbs splayed.

Ye Meng's face turned crimson, and she averted her eyes, saying, "Why are you running around here naked?"

Fang Che was also stunned.

He even felt a bit embarrassed.

What's going on? How did this girl manage to witness all my embarrassing moments?

But currently, he was powerless.

He allowed Ye Meng to help him up, and then she princess-carried him...

Carrying him back into the room.

Ye Meng's face was flushed, and she used her sleeves to cover her private areas.

Seeing Ye Meng's embarrassed and twisted expression, Fang Che suddenly felt his own embarrassment dissipate.

He even teased her, "Ye Meng, why are you covering up? We've seen each other before... just tonight..."

As soon as he said this, he felt Ye Meng's small, embarrassed, and angry hand twisting a piece of his thigh.

He hurriedly begged for mercy, "Ouch, ouch..."

Bang.

Ye Meng angrily threw Fang Che onto the bed and covered him with a blanket.

Then she pounced on him, pressing him down, and asked angrily, "What happened just now?"

Recalling that scene, Fang Che still felt a bit embarrassed.

He had gone out to cultivate, but then his spiritual power suddenly depleted. He felt weak and ended up lying naked in the courtyard.

The visual impact of that scene was...

"I was cultivating... Cough, I ran out of spiritual power."

Fang Che tried to explain, feeling embarrassed.

"Cultivating... and you had to do it naked?" Ye Meng's face turned crimson.

"I didn't pay attention... When inspiration struck, I just went out." Fang Che's explanation, "You know how it is when inspiration hits.

(End of Chapter)

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