The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 350: White Bone Gun's Descent [10,000 Words] (Part 2) - Novel Cool

Chapter 350: White Bone Gun's Descent [10,000 Words] (Part 2)

Chapter 350: White Bone Gun's Descent [10,000 Words] (Part 2)

But the Five Spirit Toad had given him a huge misunderstanding!

That's why he could ask this question.

After a moment of silence, Fang Che said, "In front of Duan Shouzuo, I dare not even mention the gun. I can only practice the gun technique with his permission."

He emphasized the word 'practice'.

Duan Xiyang nodded.

"Yes, in front of me, as long as I wish, those with weaker realms can't even muster their spiritual energy."

"But in front of the One-Hole Gun Devil's divine thought, I dare not move."

Fang Che didn't want to say these words, but after struggling for a long time, he still spoke them.

Duan Xiyang fell silent.

After a while, he said indifferently, "Am I inferior to the One-Hole Gun Devil?"

"But my malevolent qi and killing instinct are stronger than his."

Fang Che replied.

"Continue."

"The One-Hole Gun Devil's gun is the extreme of death, which is life. But in front of you, there is only death, no life."

Fang Che didn't utter a single word of falsehood.

It was a completely genuine feeling.

Duan Xiyang fell silent, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, "Is life better, or death?"

This question was not directed at Fang Che but was a self-reflection.

However, under the Bone Soul Suppress, Fang Che immediately answered, "Death is better!"

Duan Xiyang turned his head abruptly, "Why?"

"Because life is too exhausting."

Fang Che replied without hesitation.

A ghost fire emerged from Duan Xiyang's eyes, floating in front of him and exploding with a series of cracks, as clouds of black qi rose.

He murmured, "Is life too exhausting?"

"Too exhausting!"

Duan Xiyang's ghost fire drifted in front of him, and he said, "Isn't life hope?"

"But it's too tiring."

Fang Che said, "What's the connection between exhaustion and hope?"

"So, are you saying I'm stronger than him?"

"No!"

Fang Che said, "It should be that he has something you don't, but on a certain path, you've gone further. However, when these two paths reach their extremes, who's stronger and who's weaker is not for me to judge."

Duan Xiyang's ghost fire extinguished, and his gaze returned to normal.

Only then did Fang Che feel like he had emerged from being mentally controlled. He said with trepidation, "Duan Shouzuo, I spoke out of turn."

Duan Xiyang hummed, still deep in thought. After a while, he said, "You're going to find Dong Changfeng?"

"Yes."

"Then do you hope for his death or his life?"

"I hope he lives."

"Why?"

"Because I have no backing here."

The questions and answers were rapid.

The questions were heart-pounding, and the answers were incredibly honest.

Duan Xiyang didn't ask further.

He said indifferently, "You may go."

Fang Che gathered his courage and said, "I have a request."

"Not allowed!"

Duan Xiyang directly refused.

"Yes."

Duan Xiyang fell silent for a moment, then said, "If you achieve something in a thousand years..."

But before he could finish, he said, "You may go."

From the moment Fang Che entered, the killing intent in the domain space had been reverberating.

Duan Xiyang, until the end, had been immersed in this killing intent, which never weakened.

Duan Xiyang himself found it strange.

This person was from his own sect, a genius who had infiltrated the enemy's ranks, and a rare talent among the younger generation. Yet, his instinctive killing intent was so strong.

He had already imparted some knowledge to Fang Che, but his gun's killing intent hadn't lessened at all.

Deep within, there was an urge: Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!

Duan Xiyang had intended to kill him but naturally couldn't act upon it after learning his identity—a subordinate sect operating an insider in the Guardian Pavilion as the General Overseer.

Duan Xiyang didn't know how difficult it was, but he knew it was challenging.

So, after understanding the situation, he directly allowed Fang Che to leave his domain.

Fang Che felt a sense of dizziness and found himself back on the city wall.

In front of him, Duan Xiyang's white robe fluttered as he rose into the air and rode the wind away without a word.

...

Fang Che sat on the city wall, his buttocks on the ground.

He was drenched in cold sweat, his breath coming in rapid pants.

This trip had been a life-or-death struggle.

From his hair, the sweat poured down, as if he had just been in a heavy downpour.

Although the Boundless Dharma Scripture supported his spiritual platform, during Duan Xiyang's questioning, Fang Che had no control over his words; they were all genuine!

During that time, if Duan Xiyang had asked, "Are you a Guardian or a member of the Only Righteous Sect?"

Then Fang Che's answer would have been, without a doubt, "Guardian!"

Fortunately, Duan Xiyang wasn't from the Yin Shengong, nor was he one of those cunning old foxes!

But Fang Che's heart still raced.

This time it was Duan Xiyang. Who would it be next time?

Who would it be next? With someone suspicious, with the slightest doubt about him, with just one soul-suppressing technique, what secrets could he keep? If he couldn't even retain secrets, what was the point of his undercover mission?

Fang Che clearly understood that people like Duan Xiyang were extremely rare; perhaps there were only a handful on the entire continent who could do what he did.

But it was still a hidden danger.

At the very least... among the nine Deputy Sect Masters of the Only Righteous Sect, at least six or seven could perform such a technique!

What if he encountered them? He couldn't afford any suspicion.

But how could he strengthen himself in this aspect? Could the upgraded Boundless Dharma Scripture help?

In the night wind, Fang Che was lost, with no clues to follow.

But one thought stood out clearly in his mind:

"My gun learns from heaven, from the earth, from mountains, from the sun, from the sea, from the stars, and even from the dead."

This thought, combined with his perfect gun technique and the gun philosophy of Jun Lin, suddenly gave him a sense of a thousand paths converging.

It shook his heart and soul.

Sitting on the battlement, he remained motionless.

Suddenly, Fang Che felt his thoughts become a tangled mess, as if something was being summarized, and something else was being dismantled.

He sat quietly, motionless.

The gentle breeze blew, the bright moon hung in the sky, and the stars twinkled. Duan Xiyang had long since disappeared without a trace.

...

Duan Xiyang walked on the main road outside the city, feeling inexplicably happy.

Even the night breeze that blew in his face was somewhat soft.

He thought of what the little guy had said.

"Why do you study the gun?"

"Because of you!"

"Why?"

"To defeat you!"

A faint smile appeared on Duan Xiyang's face.

An interesting little guy.

He had absolute confidence that under his Bone Soul Suppress, even those of the same rank would find it difficult to resist, let alone a shrimp-like youth.

So these two sentences were definitely from the heart.

Thinking that he had coincidentally encountered the Night Demon, he also felt it was somewhat unbelievable. He took out his communication jade and sent a message to Yan Nan: "Yan Wu, guess who I met?"

Yan Nan was happy, but when he saw Duan Xiyang's message, he replied: "You met Xiao Xue?"

Duan Xiyang's face darkened.

What's so special about meeting Xue Fuxiao? He said, "I met a Guardian Pavilion Golden Star Overseer in White Cloud Island, named Fang Che. He has great potential."

Yan Nan immediately tensed up: "I... you didn't kill him, did you?"

"I didn't kill him. Just as I was about to strike, this kid told me he was the Night Demon."

Duan Xiyang hummed: "He's one of us."

Yan Wu breathed a sigh of relief: "Good, you didn't kill him. I'm keeping this little guy for a big purpose!"

Then, with great interest, he asked: "What do you think of this little guy?"

"His gun skills are innate. He's a very good seedling," Duan Xiyang said.

"Gun bone?"

Yan Nan was stunned. Are we not talking about the same person? How did it become a gun bone?

"Are you sure the one you met was the Night Demon?"

"How could it be fake? He even showed me the communication jade with Yan Yaotou. How could I be so careless and mistake someone else?"

Duan Xiyang was dissatisfied.

Is Yan Wu looking down on me?

"But doesn't the Night Demon use a sword?"

Yan Nan was even more puzzled: "His specialty is the Blood Spirit Seven Swords of the Yin Shengong, the teaching of the Yi Xin Jiao. Moreover, according to Han'er, he was born with a sword bone, so this time I rewarded him with the even more advanced Blood Spirit Seven Swords Sword Spectrum of Yin Shengong. How could it be a gun bone?"

Duan Xiyang was also stunned by this sentence: "How could it be a sword? When I met him, he was clearly holding a gun."

Yan Nan started rubbing his eyebrows: "Han Yaotou asked me for divine metal, which is the material for the Night Demon's sword."

"What's the use of him forging a sword?" Duan Xiyang also frowned: "His innate talent is the gun. I've practiced the gun my whole life. Do you think I could even mistake a gun bone?"

Yan Nan started scratching his head.

Of course, Duan Xiyang would not make a mistake.

So, did Yan Beihan's judgment have a problem?

After thinking about it, Yan Nan decided to put this matter aside for now. He said, "What's this little guy's development prospect?"

"Within twenty years, he has the potential to enter the Cloud Sword Spectrum."

Duan Xiyang thought for a moment and gave his assessment.

He had originally wanted to say about ten years, but considering this guy's lack of resources at the bottom, ten years was impossible.

Yan Nan was surprised: "Then isn't he faster than you?"

"Yes, faster than me. But whether he can grow to that extent is uncertain."

Duan Xiyang said: "Moreover, he practices the gun because of me, to defeat me."

Yan Nan burst out laughing.

"Then this kid even wanted to take me as his teacher. He's dreaming."

"Actually, it wouldn't be bad for you to take on a disciple." Yan Nan advised.

"If he takes me as his teacher, he will never surpass me in this lifetime."

Duan Xiyang paused before speaking.

Yan Nan was truly surprised.

Duan Xiyang's evaluation of the Night Demon was so high?

Thinking of Dong Fang Sansan's attempts to kill him, and now Duan Xiyang's high evaluation, Yan Nan became increasingly interested in this Night Demon.

"Did you use Bone Soul Suppress?"

Yan Nan asked.

"Not bad."

Duan Xiyang lightly said: "From start to finish, Bone Soul Suppress."

Yan Nan completely put his mind at ease.

In this world, no one could hide their secrets under Bone Soul Suppress!

Since learning the Night Demon's identity, his last bit of doubt also vanished.

So he instructed Duan Xiyang: "This kid's identity is still top secret. You must not leak it. Don't tell anyone else besides me."

Duan Xiyang was very dissatisfied: "Besides you, who else would I tell?"

Then he put away the communication jade, and no matter what Yan Nan said, Duan Xiyang didn't reply.

Yan Nan also gave a few more instructions.

He was genuinely worried that Duan Xiyang would expose this information. This was an opportunity to crush Dong Fang Sansan, and Yan Nan valued it highly.

What if Duan Xiyang, this bastard, got carried away and had a mutual appreciation with Xue Fuxiao... This kind of thing was also possible.

But Duan Xiyang didn't respond.

Yan Nan had no choice.

So he immediately returned to the Yan Family Manor.

...

Yan Beihan was practicing the gun with all her might, although she hated it. But she had to practice hard—if she didn't practice the gun well, she wouldn't get the divine metal—without the divine metal, she would break her promise—breaking her promise would affect her chances with the Night Demon—the Night Demon went to Heaven Yin, which was a blow to her side. At least Ling Kong and the others knew she had been working hard to get the Night Demon.

So it would also affect her team's confidence in her.

So Yan Beihan worked very hard.

As she was sweating profusely from practicing, Yan Nan called her over.

Wiping her sweat, she asked, "Grandpa, did you call me for something?"

Yan Nan said, "I remember you said last time that the Night Demon uses a sword, right?"

"Yes, he uses a knife on the surface, but his true specialty is the sword, and his understanding of the sword path is very high."

Yan Beihan didn't hesitate.

"How tall is he?"

"I've seen him in action and fought against him. His sword techniques are average, but his sword intent and the sharpness of his strikes are almost on par with mine. In some sword forms, he even surpasses me."

Yan Beihan paused, considering the question. "So, you're giving him this piece of Divine Metal to forge a sword?"

"Yes, but whether he chooses to forge a sword or not depends on his personal preference."

Yan Nan nodded, understanding.

Since Yan Beihan had spoken so highly of him, Night Demon's sword skills must be exceptional.

But Duan Xiyang would never mistake his assessment.

This meant that Night Demon's sword was not his primary killing move.

During their battle, he had even concealed his true strength from Yan Beihan.

"He's quite impressive."

Yan Nan praised him. However, he was unaware that when Fang Che was nurturing the Five Spirit Toad to the divine level, he hadn't started practicing with the gun yet. At that time, he truly had no trump cards up his sleeve.

But this misunderstanding made Yan Nan appreciate Night Demon even more.

"Grandpa, give me that Divine Metal in advance."

"You can't even wield a gun properly, why do you need Divine Metal?"

Yan Nan refused outright.

"Hmph!" Yan Beihan left in a huff to continue his gun practice.

Just then, Hong Yi returned from Yin Sheng Palace.

"Deputy Sect Master, I have an anomaly to report to you."

On the other side, Hong Yi had already returned and was reporting to Yan Nan.

Yan Nan's face darkened as he pondered deeply.

In front of him were two corpses.

"You threw out two Faceless Testers to test me?"

Yan Nan's eyebrows furrowed, "Who is setting this up?"

"This is a deliberate attempt to numb you right after leaving the city gates. They wanted you to think that nothing would happen right after leaving the divine city, so that you'd be caught off guard and the Yin Sheng Palace would be destroyed."

"Since the first attempt failed, they waited until you traveled twenty thousand miles before striking again... They numbed you for twenty thousand miles, and then attacked with two Faceless Testers. After the two Faceless Testers didn't return, they simply gave up."

Yan Nan's eyebrows twitched, "Xiao Hong, do you think this is the work of one person?"

Hong Yi replied decisively, "This servant dares not judge."

Yan Nan chuckled, "Only Righteous Sect, the undercurrents are surging."

His eyes, deep in their sockets, flashed with brilliance. He immediately took out a communication jade and said, "Old Duan, I need you to come back."

This matter didn't necessarily require Duan Xiyang's personal presence, but it was a good opportunity to recall him. Yan Nan knew Night Demon's identity, and it was too dangerous. He had to call him back for a scolding or keep him busy.

Duan Xiyang responded, "I'll return as soon as I finish here. What's the matter?"

"Go and slaughter some people from the Masked Pavilion."

"They're hard to find."

"I'm not asking you to find them, just to slaughter them."

"Okay. To what extent?"

"I won't stop you until you're done! Find one and slaughter them!"

"Okay!"

Duan Xiyang said, "In that case, I won't return. I'll go directly to find them."

"Go."

After assigning Duan Xiyang a task, Yan Nan sat in deep thought. He then shouted, "Someone, come here!"

"Recently, the major families have been a bit arrogant. It's time to discipline them."

"Yes, Supreme Head Elder. To what extent should we discipline them?"

"I won't stop until you're done!"

"Yes."

The command was issued.

Yan Nan sat on his throne, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, "I'll see when you show yourselves. It seems like it's been too peaceful lately..."

A malevolent qi emanated from his body, causing Hong Yi and the others nearby to shiver and dare not speak.

...

Dong Changfeng stood alone in the night, practicing with his gun at the cave of the One-Hole Gun Demon, contemplating and seeking enlightenment.

Although that gun intent was gone, there were still traces to follow and imitate.

Dong Changfeng used his Golden Serpent Spear to repeatedly thrust out that one move.

He could clearly feel the little spirit of the spear rejoicing, infinitely content.

Yang Luoyu had already arrived.

In the past few days, they had been sparring and drinking together.

After a few days of this, he would venture into the deep mountains and swamps to practice with his gun, consolidating his skills. By the time he returned, he would be ready to challenge the top rank of the Cloud Sword Spectrum and continue climbing the ranks.

This journey would be long, and no one knew when he would return.

So he had arranged to meet with Fang Che tonight.

He even went alone, without bringing Yang Luoyu.

He wanted to pass on his lifelong insights to Fang Che.

Then he would leave.

Just in case he failed and was killed in the Cloud Sword Spectrum challenge, he could leave something behind.

The Golden Serpent Spear danced in the air like a monstrous python.

The hour of the ox was approaching.

Suddenly, Dong Changfeng felt a huge crisis. He leaped into the air, and his Golden Serpent Spear drew a huge circle in the air, scanning the surroundings, "Who's there?"

"Me."

A man in black appeared out of the darkness.

He seemed to tear through space and appeared before Dong Changfeng.

Thin and holding a pale white gun, even the gun's cherry was white.

In the instant this man appeared, Dong Changfeng felt as if the heavens and earth, the sun and moon, had all disappeared before him.

Only death and darkness remained.

The only light was the ghostly fire in this man's eyes and the chilling glow on the white bone gun.

The arrival of the Bone Gun Demon made the world go dark! Dong Changfeng's face changed dramatically, "Duan Xiyang?"

Duan Xiyang's ghostly eyes stared at Dong Changfeng, revealing a mocking tone, "Dong Changfeng, I heard you obtained the Gun Devil Legacy?"

Dong Changfeng retorted, "What's it to you?"

"And you, Dong Changfeng?"

Duan Xiyang coldly said, "Are you worthy of the Gun Devil Legacy? Such a clumsy lie, who are you hiding for?"

Behind him, a mountain of white bones appeared, reaching up to the heavens, and a netherworld slowly unfolded.

Malevolent qi and deathly energy slowly converged.

He said sternly, "Speak!"

(End of Chapter)

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