The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 354: This is the Ninth Lord! [Extra Chapter by hiteng, White-Robed Jade Flute Alliance] (Par - Novel Cool

Chapter 354: This is the Ninth Lord! [Extra Chapter by hiteng, White-Robed Jade Flute Alliance] (Par

Chapter 354: This is the Ninth Lord! [Extra Chapter by hiteng, White-Robed Jade Flute Alliance] (Part 1)

The Eastern Command!

Everyone's hearts trembled at the mention of this name.

It was the Eastern Command of Dongfang Sansan.

It was clear that the Ninth Lord was cleaning up the entire continent. Those with keen eyes could see that this was a sweeping purge of the entire land!

No one understood the reason that caused Dongfang Sansan to initiate such a thunderous action.

The entire Three Rivers City was shaken.

Zhao Shanhe stood there, stunned and speechless, as he watched the scene unfold.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: Could it be because of...

As he thought this, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and he wanted to turn around to look at Fang Che, but he dared not.

He stood there, rigid and tense.

He quickly channeled his energy to relax his stiff body.

As they walked towards the city gate, they saw a group of people bowing and waiting at the entrance. Leading them was Zhu Yun Tian, the head of the Zhu family, whom An Ruoxing had mentioned.

Upon seeing An Ruoxing, Zhu Yun Tian rushed forward like he had seen a savior: "Brother An, Brother An, I've come to apologize."

An Ruoxing took a look and saw that Zhu Yun Tian's face was red and swollen, looking miserable. It seemed like he had been severely scolded and was still in that state, having endured countless reprimands.

The other family heads were in a similar pitiful state.

An Ruoxing asked, "What happened...?"

The family heads smiled bitterly, as if they had lost their entire families: "Brother An... it's our fault. We didn't discipline our children properly... This is Chief Fang, right? Chief Fang... please be magnanimous and forgive us... Those unfilial brats, we've already executed them..."

Fang Che was surprised: "This... this has nothing to do with me... It's fine. I've already punished them for harassing my wife. There was no need to kill them. It's all settled now."

"No need for apologies, none at all."

"That's enough, I'm just a small steward of the Guardian Pavilion. I'm not used to all this..."

He refused all their apologies.

Only then did the crowd leave the city gate.

The family heads wiped the cold sweat from their brows and gathered to discuss their return.

"This time, the Ancestor is truly furious. I was sent out to apologize, so I received fewer beatings. My family is still being punished as we speak..."

"My family is the same."

"At such a critical time, these brats went out and harassed women... It's said that the Ninth Lord was enraged and ordered a thorough investigation of all the noble families across the land, all because of these unruly brats from our families..."

"...Sigh, the days ahead will be difficult. Let's all discipline our children. To be honest, when I heard about this, I was so angry I wanted to kill someone. It's not just because of their special status, but even if they didn't have it, does that give them the right to harass others? This is purely because they've been spoiled!"

"Exactly. My son thought he had poor martial talent, so I decided to let him live a peaceful life. I never imagined he would cause such a huge disaster."

"After this continent-wide storm passes, our families will face even greater challenges. Those powerful families that were disciplined will surely seek revenge..."

"There's no other way... In any case, our families are destined to suffer the most."

"I'm going home to get beaten up..."

"Me too..."

...

The cleanup operation was already in full swing across the continent.

Dongfang Sansan's next secret order was already taking shape on her desk.

This was Dongfang Sansan's habit; unless she remained inactive, once she took action, she would continue wave after wave, expanding relentlessly until she achieved her goals and maximized benefits and results. Only then would she be satisfied, and she would also implement follow-up measures to maintain the gains.

This time was no exception. Since she had started the cleanup, she would thoroughly punish them and ensure the replenishment of combat power.

"After this cleanup, when the noble families calm down, we'll use the momentum to recruit people from outside to replenish our forces, including the Guardian Pavilion, the Guardians, and the border guards..."

This was a set of orders for the families after the cleanup.

"From the second to the seventh rank, each family must provide a certain number of combat power, to replenish the Guardian Pavilion, the Guardians, and the border guards..."

This was a comprehensive strategy.

Since Dongfang Sansan had taken action, she might as well go all out and mobilize more of these families' reserve forces.

Moreover, this incident was truly outrageous!

A warrior's wife had been harassed while he was away fighting for the Only Righteous Sect!

It was utterly despicable.

Dongfang Sansan could not tolerate such behavior!

Dongfang Sansan's anger was not solely because of Fang Che, but because any harassment of a Guardian's wife during such a critical time was unacceptable. If Dongfang Sansan found out, she would show no leniency!

The thought of the wives of fallen Guardians being violated by those they had sworn to protect made Dongfang Sansan's heart ache with unbearable pain, as if knives were slicing through her heart.

Ninth Lord's principles were even more ruthless than Fang Che's.

"After this cleanup, with the addition of the high-level experts from the noble families, our manpower will no longer be lacking."

"We should send more people to dangerous areas... Otherwise, these pampered brats won't gain any experience. Yes, let's make it a punishment for the errant families. Let them vent their anger towards the families of those who made mistakes."

"However, for the Guardians, the noble families must also shed blood. It's unfair to let ordinary Guardians with no family background shed blood day after day. Therefore, the noble families' children must take on more responsibilities than ordinary family warriors. They must be at the forefront of bloodshed and sacrifice, paying the price for their years of enjoyment."

"This principle has been the same throughout history."

"In the world of Guardians, there is no such thing as unearned blessings or privileges without sacrifice. You may be more noble or privileged than ordinary people, but only if you first achieve these merits. Only then will the world acknowledge that your family's privileges are well-deserved!"

"I want people to genuinely accept that the slight privileges enjoyed by the hero's son are not something to be envious of."

"This is the Guardian Continent I strive to create, and it is the unwavering belief I, Dongfang Sansan, have held in every life!"

"The Dongfang family, step forward! Go out there, fight, and sacrifice!"

Dongfang Sansan made her decision without hesitation.

She knew what she was doing.

Throughout the continent, if one were to investigate thoroughly, they would find that not a single family could claim to be faultless.

And so, once again, all the aristocratic families bled.

But the reason was straightforward: they had been given a chance, and it was clear that avoiding dangerous places was possible by not making mistakes. Who could blame them for the consequences of their errors?

The court has its laws, and the world has its principles.

If someone in your family makes a mistake, can you blame the court's laws? That's unreasonable, isn't it?

Since a mistake has been made, shouldn't there be punishment?

"The mortal world may not be perfect, but I will strive to make this world as beautiful and fair as possible."

After finishing her plan, Dongfang Sansan walked with her hands behind her back, gazing at the distant mountains, the mortal world, and the solemn and majestic Ancestral Hall of Loyalty.

"Only then will I, Dongfang Sansan, have no regrets in this life. When the heavens lack eyes, I shall be its eyes; when the heavens lack a path, I shall forge one; when the heavens lack emotion, I shall embody it."

A faint smile of determination and warmth curved her lips, "...But I will make this turbid world... a little clearer."

"When the day comes that I, too, enter the Ancestral Hall of Loyalty, I will be able to smile at you all with composure and tell you without guilt: 'Ninth Lord!'"

"That is the Ninth Lord!"

...

This is a mountain.

All the paths are made of rugged and peculiar rocks, with every step being a challenge. The entire mountain is like this.

The mountain is vast and expansive. Starting from the foot of the mountain, it is already a grand city.

The buildings are closely packed, countless in number, and the view stretches endlessly.

"This is Rocky City. It is said that this place was once a mountain in the center of the continent, but when meteorites fell from the sky, most of them landed here, crushing the mountain and creating pits and craters. The power of the stars then pressed down, merging the entire mountain and the meteorites into one. Moreover, a significant portion of the mountain's height was pushed below the ground."

Zhao Shanhe introduced.

Everyone who stands at the foot of Rocky City feels a sense of reverence.

In the hearts of the people of the continent, this place is considered the Sacred Mountain.

"Therefore, this entire mountain, from top to bottom, is essentially one entity."

"Every stone on the mountain, as long as it is connected to the mountain body, if one wishes to move it, it must be cut down by a master using divine weapons."

"Later, the Guardians built the city, and the Ninth Lord immediately chose this place for the Guardian Headquarters. Until now, his words still resonate across the continent: 'To fight against heaven, one must have the advantage of earth.'"

"Later, as development progressed, countless people began to settle at the foot of the mountain, and this place became Rocky City."

"But no matter how many people gather or how many buildings are constructed, the front and back of the mountain remain untouched. The middle section and above are exclusively for the headquarters. There are no other buildings!"

"The path up and down the mountain is a primitive road, full of challenges. If ordinary people were to walk here, they might easily twist their ankles."

"The Ninth Lord said that the path up and down the mountain, these challenges, are life itself."

"To succeed, whether going up or down the mountain, one must overcome these challenges."

"Going up is the dragon, and going down is the tiger!"

Zhao Shanhe slowly introduced, his eyes filled with respect for the Ninth Lord.

Fang Che, in this life and his previous one, had never been to this place.

Standing before this mountain, he felt a strange sensation, as if the person he most admired was suddenly within reach.

He stared at the rugged path, every stone on it now incredibly smooth.

Each stone on this path had become so polished.

As he looked up the path, each stone seemed to glow.

He thought of the countless years, the countless people who had walked down this mountain, heading towards the battlefield, never to return.

There were also countless others who had climbed this path with passion and enthusiasm.

They ascended the mountain for pilgrimage.

Because... going up is the dragon, and going down is the tiger.

Countless Guardians had cherished and caressed these stones while climbing up and down the mountain.

Just like the people who had come here.

Including Zhao Shanhe, who had come here countless times, they all cherished and affectionately touched every stone they could reach on their way up the mountain.

"When the Ninth Lord built the Guardian Headquarters, he once said that this mountain must not be destroyed."

"Because... every loyal Guardian's soul returns to this mountain. Therefore, this mountain is the embodiment of the lives of countless Guardians. In a sense, this Rocky Mountain is the embodiment of the continent's Guardians and their predecessors."

"Xue Da and Jian Da, every year, practice their skills by reinforcing the entire mountain."

"Every time I see this mountain, it's as if I see those predecessors from the past, still here!"

Zhao Shanhe spoke softly, "Therefore, walking on this mountain path gives one an indescribable sense of tranquility and security."

Tranquility and security, sacred and solemn.

This is exactly how Fang Che felt at the moment.

His palm covered the stone, and he even felt a sense of warmth.

It seemed like those seniors were whispering to him.

They were saying: Don't forget to guard!

The wind howled over Rocky Mountain, as if the heroic spirits were whispering softly over and over again.

"The lights of ten thousand households are on my shoulders! The lives of ten thousand people are on my body!"

Suddenly, Fang Che's heart felt a surge of heat. His blood boiled, and it suddenly surged and flowed.

His throat felt a bit blocked, and suddenly, he felt like crying.

...

As they went up the mountain, they soon arrived at the Guardian Headquarters.

It was all made of stone, and it looked very simple.

At the entrance, they verified their identities.

"Please come in."

The Guardian Headquarters occupied a large area.

It didn't look extravagant, but it was filled with a solemn atmosphere, as if it had merged with the mountain, giving the impression that even if the sky were to collapse, this headquarters would not budge in the slightest.

As they stepped through the main gate, someone came forward to greet them: "Director Zhao? The three who are participating in the selection?"

"Yes."

"The contestants stay here, and you go over there. There will be guest rooms arranged for you."

"Cough, I have a special situation here; one of the contestants brought his newlywed wife."

"Oh? Which one?"

"That..."

"What's his name?"

"Fang Che."

"Oh, oh... I've heard of your great name, and it's like thunder in my ears. Is this the young master who shouted and made ten aristocratic young masters look like idiots?"

"..."

It must be said that Director Fang's name was indeed well-known.

At the Guardian Headquarters, this name was very familiar.

When faced with someone teasing his wife, he directly confronted them without hesitation, shouting and making ten aristocratic young masters look like idiots.

Then, he calmly introduced himself to the others: "My name is Fang Che!"

He was truly a man among men.

Of course, the most famous incident was when he used this matter to directly influence all the aristocratic families on the entire continent. When the news arrived, the Ninth Lord just happened to be in the main hall.

In a fit of rage, all the aristocratic families on the continent suffered because of those ten wastrel young masters.

It was truly a miracle.

So, the name "Fang Che" naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"Is that his wife? Wow, she's so beautiful, like a fairy. No wonder those ten wastrels would approach her... Well, I'll make arrangements. You there, come here. Go to the guest rooms below and help Director Zhao..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the main hall suddenly felt cold.

A white-clothed person, as cold as ice and snow, walked in. It was Frozen Snow Sword.

Everyone instantly fell silent.

Frozen Snow Sword rushed inside, but as he entered, someone else's figure flashed and retreated, coming back to stand in front of Fang Che with a smile: "Hey, it's really you, kid."

"Greetings, Senior Sword," said Fang Che respectfully.

"Good, not bad."

Frozen Snow Sword smiled and said, "How's your understanding of the sword technique I used that day?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I've only gained a little insight so far."

Frozen Snow Sword laughed, "Wait a moment, let me see."

"Yes."

Frozen Snow Sword called out to the steward, "Arrange it properly for me, understand?"

He then said, "I still need to see the Ninth Lord... Go ahead and take care of it."

Frozen Snow Sword left like a gust of wind.

But everyone's expressions changed.

This Fang Che actually had a connection with Senior Sword!

The steward who had just arranged accommodations for Zhao Shanhe and the others turned pale at the mention of Frozen Snow Sword. He nodded and bowed repeatedly at Frozen Snow Sword's departing figure, then turned and immediately changed his tone: "...You there, come here. Go to the upper guest rooms and arrange accommodations for Director Zhao and the others in the room where Senior Sword is staying."

The man was confused: "...Weren't you just talking about the lower rooms?"

"But I'm talking about the upper rooms now!"

The steward glared, his face serious.

"Yes."

"Report back to this Fang Steward immediately after the arrangements are made."

"Which... Fang Steward?"

"This one here..."

"I understand, I really understand now..."

"Go."

Zhao Shanhe and the others were surprised. They had never expected that by coming to the Guardian Headquarters, they would benefit from Fang Che's reputation. It was truly beyond their expectations.

Ye Meng waved at Fang Che.

In the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the headquarters, Ye Meng didn't dare to speak.

Fang Che smiled and said, "I'll be there soon after I'm done here."

Ye Meng felt relieved.

Zhao Shanhe, Shen Zhi Xuan, and An Ruoxing left with Ye Meng.

Shen Zhi Xuan chuckled, his expression filled with teasing. He said lightly, "Some people usually act all high and mighty, but when they come to the headquarters, they end up in the lower rooms..."

Zhao Shanhe's face turned as dark as charcoal, and he ignored him, walking quickly ahead.

"It's because of Fang Che's reputation. Where can I put my face?"

Shen Zhi Xuan continued in a strange tone, "If it were me, I wouldn't even dare to show my face. I'd turn into a ball and be sent to the dung beetle's nest."

An Ruoxing frowned and said, "Say less."

Shen Zhi Xuan snorted, lowering his voice but intentionally letting Zhao Shanhe hear him. "It feels so good to tease him."

Zhao Shanhe's face darkened further.

They walked out, heading towards the guest rooms.

A few people ahead were also walking in that direction, apparently from other departments of the headquarters.

One of them turned back, "Hey, Director Zhao is here too."

"Old Ren, you're here too, hahaha..."

Zhao Shanhe greeted them, chatting and socializing along the way, finally getting rid of Shen Zhi Xuan's incessant chatter.

(End of Chapter)

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