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 2)

With outsiders present, Shen Zhi Xuan also restrained himself and stopped the sarcasm.

As they approached the lower courtyard, Director Ren walked inside, and Zhao Shanhe called out, "Director Ren, I'll come find you for a drink later."

Director Ren was surprised, "You're not going in?"

Zhao Shanhe said with restraint, "I'm going over there."

He pointed and laughed.

Director Ren's eyes widened, "Over there?"

"The Upper Pavilion?"

Zhao Shanhe clasped his hands behind his back and replied nonchalantly, "Yes, the Upper Pavilion's Elite Residence."

Chief Ren: "..."

Suddenly feeling a bit short, he grumbled, "Why are you going there? Why wasn't I assigned to that side?"

Zhao Shanhe smiled faintly, "Old Ren, you should understand that people are different. Although we talk about equality, there are still three, six, and nine levels... Right? Which room are you in at the Lower Pavilion? I'll come find you later."

"I don't need you to look for me!"

"Let's have a drink, and I'll tell you about the Elite Residence. I'll broaden your horizons, Old Ren, don't leave..."

"Go to hell!"

Chief Ren had already disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Shanhe smiled with restraint and turned to An Ruoxing, "Look at this Old Ren, he's a Chief Commander, yet he's so lacking in grace and refinement."

An Ruoxing gave him a disdainful glance. Elder Shen, standing nearby, whispered with a chilling tone, "You have grace and refinement, but you specialize in oppressing your subordinates. That's very refined of you..."

Zhao Shanhe quickly coughed and led the way to the Elite Residence, full of enthusiasm. He said loudly, "Let's go... Hurry up. I'll tell you about the Elite Residence. It's a symbol of status and position... Hey, I wonder if Old Ren is eavesdropping..."

Behind a door in the Lower Pavilion, Chief Ren muttered angrily, "Zhao Shanhe, that bastard... He's staying at the Elite Residence! Damn it! What gives him the right..."

...

After Frozen Snow Sword left, Fang Che himself was in a daze.

Why is Sword Lord treating me so well? He even stopped specifically to talk to me?

And he even arranged accommodation for me?

The last time at the foot of the volcano, it was the same. He was especially warm towards me, as if I were a junior he particularly liked.

What's going on here?

Fang Che couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. If Frozen Snow Sword were such a person, he would have had countless disciples and old friends all over the world by now.

But why does he treat me so differently?

Whether it's according to reason, or Elder Dong Fang's caution, or even Frozen Snow Sword's behavior, he shouldn't know my true situation.

Fang Che scratched his head, puzzled for a long time.

It wasn't until someone called him that he followed an attendant into a medium-sized hall.

"Everyone's inside. Just go in."

Inside, there were already around thirty people.

These were the top talents from various regions, including the headquarters, all of the King Rank.

They were each other's competitors in this selection.

When Fang Che entered, more than sixty pairs of eyes turned towards him at the same time.

Instantly, various auras surged and clashed.

The thirty-odd people, mutually repulsive, were filled with battle intent. They were originally in a standoff, and none of them were willing to back down.

Fang Che's sudden entrance broke the balance of auras in the room. Complex auras suddenly surged towards him.

"Oh no!"

Fang Che was caught off guard. The powerful aura hit him head-on, almost knocking him over.

He had casually entered, never expecting an ambush.

His body was pushed back, and he quickly took a step forward, leaning forward. With a 'hey' sound, his aura erupted, suddenly turning back with force.

The thirty-odd people inside were all startled.

The few people in front had all been knocked over by the collective auras when they entered, and they had to find a way to stick to the edge and join the group, gradually blending in.

But this time, a stubborn young man had arrived, challenging the thirty-odd people by himself.

And he was even trying to suppress their auras. What kind of stubborn young man was this!

Everyone grunted simultaneously, and their auras surged forth.

Fang Che was also puzzled. Were these thirty-odd people ganging up on him just because he was too handsome? A bunch of jealous freaks, envious of my god-like looks.

He couldn't afford to lose, not even at the cost of his life. He wouldn't let down the face of a handsome man.

Gritting his teeth, he faced the auras of thirty people, not taking a single step back.

His body leaned forward even more, his aura not weakening in the slightest. A killing intent gradually formed and was about to burst forth.

He struggled to control himself from releasing the killing intent.

He was purely clashing with auras.

The thirty people were all horrified: This guy, he actually withstood it.

They became even more unwilling to admit defeat.

We're all first-ranked, and you, a stranger, actually blocked the combined might of our thirty people? One person shouted, "Stop being suspicious of each other! Let's unite and knock this guy down!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

In response, they adjusted their positions slightly, and in an instant, the auras of the thirty people condensed into one.

Like an angry dragon, they swayed and approached.

Fang Che was greatly surprised.

Just from this, he could see that none of these thirty people were weak, and each one of them had experienced countless battles, understanding the situation around them.

If they could fight alone, they would fight alone. If they couldn't fight alone, they would instantly unite.

And they could immediately cooperate seamlessly.

These were the true geniuses!

Fang Che praised them in his heart but was struggling to hold on.

However, without using his killing intent or murderous aura, he couldn't withstand the pressure of the thirty advanced King Rank auras.

His leaning body was slowly pushed back.

The opposing side's aura grew stronger, gradually suppressing him.

Fang Che's body had already retreated slightly.

But his aura became sharp and decisive. His foot pressed against the ground, not retreating even a little.

He was a bit horrified, but also pleased. The thirty-odd people in front basically had the strength of Ling Kong Xi Yun and the others from the Raise Gu to God Plan, and some even surpassed them.

Absolute geniuses.

He was startled, unaware that the thirty people across from him were already in a state of shock.

It was too unexpected.

The combined might of the thirty people surged forward, but he managed to block it.

Although he pushed back their momentum, their aura showed no signs of weakening.

Moreover, when it reached a certain point, it became immovable.

It was as if they had pushed him to his limit. He could retreat, but only to this point.

Not even an inch further!

His aura became fierce and determined.

It seemed that if he retreated, it would be like retreating from the people behind him, from his family.

Not an inch back.

If someone pushed him to this point on the battlefield, he would only die in battle!

If you want to take even an inch of land behind him, you'd have to step over his corpse. As long as he still had a breath, no enemy could ever get past him!

The thirty people were all impressed, and they simultaneously thought of the legends—those who faced the high-level experts of the Only Righteous Sect, knowing that they could live if they retreated, but chose to protect the people and did not back down.

Such determination! There are a million reasons to retreat, but I will not.

Not even in death will I retreat.

The thirty people's hearts were filled with respect, and they simultaneously withdrew their auras.

Everyone smiled.

"Impressive."

The leading youth sincerely said, "Brother, I am Feng Xiang Dong. May I ask for your esteemed name?"

"I am Fang Che!"

Fang Che also withdrew his aura and smiled, "You almost pushed me out of the door."

"Thirty people, and you couldn't push me out directly. I am ashamed."

Another person smiled and said, "I am Yu Zhong Kuang."

Fang Che furrowed his brows, "Yu Zhong Kuang? Is Yu Zhong Ge your..."

The youth laughed, "Yu Zhong Ge is my younger brother, two years younger than me."

The man beside him had a complex expression, "I am Xue Wan Ren. As expected of Fang Zong, your aura is astonishing. No wonder you could..."

Fang Che coughed, "It's all in the past. Let's not bring it up."

Bringing up this matter would make him embarrassed, and Xue Wan Ren would probably be even more embarrassed.

Everyone burst into laughter.

"No wonder you are so powerful. You're from the Feng, Yu, and Xue families."

Fang Che nodded.

Soon, everyone started introducing themselves.

The atmosphere quickly became harmonious, and even Xue Wan Ren was smiling and chatting warmly.

After chatting for a while, footsteps were heard from outside.

Yu Zhong Kuang coughed, "Get ready."

Instantly, everyone became tense.

Fang Che almost laughed. These guys were quite something. He couldn't help but play a prank, gathering his aura and joining in.

The door creaked open, and a youth carrying a sword walked in.

As soon as he entered, his aura exploded!

Boom!

Like a cannonball, he was blasted out by the powerful aura, sliding down the opposite wall and landing with a thud, his legs wide apart and his buttocks hitting the ground. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he stared at the door in shock and confusion.

He never expected that as soon as he opened the door, he would be met with such a strong aura. Unprepared, he tumbled and fell right there.

He didn't even get to see the people inside before suffering such a loss.

"Damn!"

The guy gritted his teeth and jumped up.

This time, he was well-prepared. He gathered his aura and opened the door again, finally seeing the thirty people inside. Their auras surged and seemed to find a channel to vent.

"Hey!"

He roared, his aura condensed, and he charged in headfirst.

But just as he struck a ram-like pose, he was pushed out of the door.

He slid out horizontally, his head down and waist bent, leaving two black marks on the ground.

"Hahaha... Another one out, and another one!"

Laughter erupted from inside the room.

The guy tried twice more, finally realizing that no matter how hard he resisted, he couldn't overcome them.

Finally, he shouted from outside, "How can I get in?"

Inside, more than ten people shouted simultaneously, "Figure it out yourself!"

What could he possibly do?

The youth sighed, pushed the door open again, but didn't raise his aura. Instead, he quickly sidestepped three times after entering, stuck to the wall, and quickly closed the door.

Then, he activated his aura and tried to inch forward along the wall.

But he still couldn't move an inch, his face turning red.

Helpless, he withdrew his aura and looked up with a defeated expression, his eyes like those of a wronged kitten.

It was hard to believe that a burly man could show such a look.

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Big Brother Fang, interrogate him."

The crowd shouted.

In the world of the strong, might comes first. Whoever is the strongest is the leader.

Before Fang Che arrived, there was no leader, and everyone was at odds with each other. But facing such a freak who could single-handedly fight thirty people, the leader's position was unshakable!

Everyone was sincerely convinced.

Fang Che coughed and said in a dramatic tone, "Who dares to come forward and declare their name?"

"This subordinate is Luo Shi Shui, at the peak of the eighth stage of the King Rank. I pay my respects to the General! The General's might is as vast as the heavens, and this subordinate is impressed."

This Luo Shi Shui was quite a character, instantly getting into character.

Fang Che asked with authority, "Luo Shi Shui, now that you've lost, do you have anything to say?"

"This subordinate, Luo Shi Shui, is willing to surrender to your team."

Luo Shi Shui was straightforward, bowing and saying, "I hope the leader will accept me."

"Yes, sir!"

Fang Che nodded solemnly, "Take your place."

"Thank you, bosses!"

Luo Shi Shui rushed over excitedly and joined the team, asking, "What's going on? Does everyone have to go through this? Who's next?"

"Whoever opens the gate will be next."

"Perfect!"

Luo Shi Shui's anticipation grew.

Next, Fang Che recruited four more underlings, making a total of thirty-six.

No one else arrived, indicating that these thirty-six would be the final group.

Fang Che asked, "How do we select from among ourselves? Surely we can't have all thirty-six compete, right? How many spots are there in the end?"

"There are nine spots."

Luo Shi Shui and several others from headquarters spoke up, "Among us thirty-six, only nine will make it to the final battle. Twenty-seven will be eliminated. The battles will begin tomorrow."

Another named Meng Wu Huan added, "However, Fang Lao Da, Feng Yu Xue, and the rest of you three shouldn't worry. That's four spots already. The remaining thirty-two of us will compete for the other five spots."

Luo Shi Shui bowed respectfully, "Please go easy on me, everyone. I must make it into the battle list. Otherwise, if I get eliminated and go back, my father will surely beat me to death."

"As if we'd have it easy if we got eliminated," someone named Tan Da Shi scoffed, rolling his eyes. "If I lose, this body of mine will be beaten to a pulp this time."

"My name is Chu Wu Qing," another introduced himself. "I'm very sorry, but I must secure one of these nine spots. Please forgive me, everyone."

"Get lost! Why do you get to decide you'll take one?" someone challenged.

"Don't believe me? Come and fight me!" Chu Wu Qing exuded confidence. "Fang Lao Da's aura is indeed powerful, but in actual combat, he may not be my match."

Fang Che nodded, "You're absolutely right."

The group burst into laughter.

It was a joke; how could someone with such a formidable aura possibly have weak combat strength?

As young people, they chatted and quickly became acquainted.

Fang Che noticed something peculiar: among these thirty-six, there was a clear effort to showcase their most authentic selves, including their family backgrounds, combat abilities, and various fighting styles beyond direct confrontation.

At all times, lively discussions filled the air.

Everyone respected the talented individuals, and those from the same camp who were stronger than themselves immediately showed deference and sought guidance.

There was no jealousy, no petty schemes, no backstabbing, no rejoicing in others' misfortunes, and no attempts to pull others down to elevate themselves—none of that existed here.

As each person displayed their true character and habits, they also tried their best to be humble.

Fang Che was deeply impressed.

"This is what genius looks like! This is the true manifestation of genius!"

The more they reached this level and status, the more honest they became.

From the moment they met, they were already laying the groundwork for themselves and their future comrades-in-arms.

They were always prepared to collaborate with each other on the battlefield or in any dangerous situation.

Although their interaction was brief, Fang Che firmly believed one thing: if they met on the battlefield or if their respective teams encountered each other in a complex terrain, all they would need to do is introduce themselves: "I am so-and-so..."

Both sides would instantly understand each other and coordinate seamlessly, like a perfectly tailored suit!

This was the world of true geniuses!

Being part of such a team made Fang Che feel incredibly elated.

He only regretted that Mo Gan Yun, Yu Zhong Ge, Qiu Yun Shang, Jing Shuang Gao, and Ding Jie Ran were not among them.

Where were they?

Could it be that they collectively failed to make the cut? Fang Che couldn't bring himself to believe it.

...

In the underground secret base of the Guardian Headquarters, Mo Gan Yun, with his towering stature, was undergoing testing.

"King Rank, Ninth Grade, Peak! Excellent!"

Yu Zhong Ge and the others were also at the King Rank, Ninth Grade.

They had been here for a long time, secretly undergoing rigorous training. Each day was a struggle for survival, and even the nights were not spared as they worked to enhance their divine perception through various methods.

Their combat strength improved at an astonishing pace.

This rate of progress left them in awe of themselves.

However, their skin still had a purplish glow, indicating that the Purple Crystal Soul had not been fully digested.

If they were to leave now and be seen by anyone from the upper echelons, it would be immediately apparent that the opportunity they had received was the Purple Crystal Soul.

The Guardians obtaining the Purple Crystal Mine was not a big deal.

But if the news leaked that the four of them had obtained and absorbed the Purple Crystal Soul, it would trigger a massive upheaval.

The Only Me Orthodox Sect would never allow such geniuses to live. Moreover, there were four of them!

If they were allowed to grow, they would each become a Frozen Snow Sword at the very least.

The Only Me Orthodox Sect would never willingly bear such consequences. They would do everything to destroy them!

Furthermore, if the other party learned of their determination to eliminate these four, there was little chance of saving them!

The opportunity they had encountered this time was simply too great. Despite their desperate efforts, the four of them had not yet digested the Purple Crystal Soul to the point where others couldn't tell.

Moreover, the energy of the Purple Crystal Soul seemed infinite within each of their bodies.

Mo Gan Yun, with a 'Surpass Fang Che' red scarf tied around his head, had an increasingly robust physique, nearing two meters and five centimeters.

With his arms stretched out, he could effortlessly do pull-ups with Qiu Yun Shang and Jing Shuang Gao on either side.

"I think after this, you can definitely take off that red cloth," someone commented.

(End of Chapter)

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