The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 362: Fang's Grand Opening Display (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 362: Fang's Grand Opening Display (Part 1)

Chapter 362: Fang's Grand Opening Display (Part 1)

"After this, you all better pull yourselves together!"

Mo Gan Yun's face twisted into a sinister grin, "As long as I don't die from training, I'll train until I drop! I've been relying on this red cloth, hoping to remove it this year. If I can't do it this year, I probably won't be able to for the rest of my life..."

"..."

Yu Zhong Ge's lips twitched slightly.

She wanted to say, "I doubt you'll ever achieve that in this lifetime." But after some thought, she realized that if Mo Gan Yun had no hope, then she probably had even less hope of becoming the boss.

For a moment, she felt disheartened and sighed.

Qiu Yun Shang, on the other hand, took it in stride. After all, the position of boss was never going to be his, and losing to Fang Lao Da wasn't embarrassing. He immediately felt lighter and laughed, "Red Sky Lord Xiao Yunyun, that name is actually quite good."

Mo Gan Yun glared at him.

...

Behind them, Ding Jie Ran kept his head down, looking at the sword in his hand.

In his heart, he was weighing Fang Che's previous sword strike.

Although he felt that the strike didn't match his style, he couldn't deny its power.

"It's too far off. Fang Lao Da is Fang Lao Da, he's so badass!"

"It's a good thing we can quickly improve our cultivation now. When we go back, we'll eat Spirit Rice and medicinal pills. Otherwise, we might fall too far behind. Even Mo Gan Yun and the others are probably much stronger than me now."

Ding Jie Ran had a lot to say in his heart, but no one else could hear his thoughts.

"That's great."

"I also want to be the first to pull out in this kind of battle."

His heart was filled with fantasies.

The Night Demon Sect was no more, and there were only a few people who knew he was a Night Demon Sect seed.

...

Next was the Emperor Rank battle.

Compared to the King Rank battles, the Emperor Rank fights were many times more intense.

Yan Nan watched with great interest, but Dong Fang Sansan didn't even look.

Instead, she furrowed her brows, deep in thought.

Yan Nan felt relaxed, letting this old fox rack his brains. He probably wouldn't guess that the Night Demon they wanted to kill was the very person who had just done them a huge favor.

He stretched out his long legs and casually watched the battle in the arena, but in reality, he had completely lost interest in this friendship competition.

For Yan Nan, Chen Gu, and the others, ever since the Night Demon had stepped down, all their goals had been perfectly achieved.

This friendship competition was essentially over.

As for the bets, who cared? The old devils didn't give them a second thought.

Dong Fang Sansan furrowed her brows and asked, "What sword technique did Fang Che use just now? Did you recognize it?"

Yan Nan was surprised, "What sword technique? Oh, now that you mention it, it does seem familiar. It seems like our Only Righteous Sect's sword technique. But this technique has been lost for many years... I almost forgot."

He wasn't intentionally being evasive; he genuinely couldn't remember.

"Is Sun Wutian awake yet?" Dong Fang Sansan asked.

"..." Yan Nan smiled wryly, "You've already crippled him. With his injuries, do you think he'll wake up?"

But in his heart, an alarm bell rang.

Thinking of Sun Wutian made him think of Fang Che's transformed sword technique.

How the hell did this kid learn Sun Wutian's sword technique?

Using it in front of so many people like this, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?

Dong Fang Sansan, that old fox, definitely recognized it.

But why is he asking me?

Yan Nan's heart was in turmoil, but his face remained calm.

Seeing that Dong Fang Sansan was still deep in thought, considering the situation, Yan Nan decided to go with the flow and watch the battle in the arena with interest. However, he felt a slight disturbance behind him.

He turned to see Yan Bei Han approaching, "Grandpa."

Yan Nan laughed, "Quickly, come and meet Dong Fang Junshi. Remember his face; he's our Only Righteous Sect's number one enemy. Grandpa dreams of skinning and drawing his tendons."

Just in time to disrupt Dong Fang Sansan's train of thought.

Yan Bei Han dared not be disrespectful to Dong Fang Sansan. Instead, she bowed respectfully and greeted him politely, "Greetings, Dong Fang Junshi."

Dong Fang Sansan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "So this is Yan Bei Han, Miss Yan? Indeed, seeing is believing. You are indeed a perfect beauty, a heavenly fairy, and an unparalleled figure in the mortal world."

He smiled gently and said, "I and your grandfather are old friends. Now that we've met, and with your grandfather's grand introduction, I should give a small gift."

He flipped his wrist, and in his hand appeared a piece of Compassion Heart Wood that had already turned yellow, carved into a delicate and lovely little fox image. He smiled and passed it over, saying, "This Compassion Heart Wood, wear it."

Yan Nan's eyes lit up immediately, "Quickly thank Dong Fang Junshi."

"Thank you, Dong Fang Junshi," Yan Bei Han said politely. She liked the little fox as soon as she saw it. It was small and cute, with a bit of a dazed and innocent quality, making it lovable.

Dong Fang Sansan smiled and said, "Although it's the Only Righteous Sect, the Five Spirit Gu losing their minds isn't necessarily a good thing. Wearing this, may Miss Yan live a clear-hearted life in this world and never fall into the evil path. Even though we are enemies, it's only because of our positions, not because you're a world-harming demon."

Yan Bei Han accepted the little fox and bowed politely to thank Dong Fang Sansan.

Even though they were mortal enemies, Yan Bei Han couldn't bring herself to feel any animosity towards Dong Fang Sansan.

At that moment, she finally understood why many people in the Only Righteous Sect revered Dong Fang Sansan, the Guardian's Chief Strategist, as an idol.

His demeanor and temperament were truly unparalleled.

There was only one person like him in heaven and earth.

His bearing was even more awe-inspiring.

Yan Nan smiled and said, "Grandfather wanted to give this to you, but now, Brother Dongfang has given you the Compassion Heart Wood. It's much better than Grandfather's, so you should wear this from now on."

"Okay."

Yan Beihan readily agreed.

Yan Nan then asked, "How did you come here?"

Yan Beihan leaned close to Yan Nan's ear and said, "They all want to go down and teach that guy a lesson. I came to ask Grandfather to give us a chance."

As she spoke, one of her fair and slender fingers quietly pointed at Fang Che in the field below.

Yan Nan's eyes flashed, and he laughed, saying, "For this, you'll have to ask Brother Dongfang."

Dongfang Sansan frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yan Beihan said, "Brother Dongfang, we want to have a match with the King-level Champion from your side. What do you think?"

Dongfang Sansan smiled and shook her head, as if humoring her own granddaughter. She chuckled, "You little imp, the King-level battles are already over, and your cultivation is higher than his. If you go down and fight him, wouldn't that be bullying?"

Yan Beihan pouted and coquettishly said, "But he was so infuriating before. I'm so angry that I want to beat him up."

Dongfang Sansan paused for a moment and said, "If Miss Yan personally wants to spar with him, I won't object. After the matches are over, the genius disciples from various sects will also come out to challenge. It will be the finale of this grand event and a chance for us to exchange ideas. You can challenge him then."

He smiled at Yan Beihan and said, "But if he refuses, then forget it. And if you do fight, you must not cause any injuries or deaths. Do you understand?"

"Okay, then it's settled!"

Yan Beihan immediately became excited. "Thank you, Brother Dongfang. You're such a good person."

Dongfang Sansan chuckled and said, "You're a slick-tongued little imp. But no matter what you say, I can't give you any other rewards."

As she spoke, she tapped her finger on Yan Beihan's head and said, "Alright, go and play, but remember to be well-behaved."

Yan Beihan felt that with Dongfang Sansan's tap, her mind became much clearer.

Moreover, she had a vague sense of enlightenment, and she nodded obediently, saying, "Okay, then I'll go and play."

She bowed and turned to leave.

Yan Nan's expression turned solemn as he said, "Brother Dongfang, I owe you a favor this time."

He hadn't expected that Dongfang Sansan would give Yan Beihan a Clear Heart Dharma.

This was a great opportunity for Yan Beihan.

Dongfang Sansan smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing. Besides, this is part of my plan. With the Compassion Heart Wood and the Clear Heart Dharma, it'll be difficult for Little Yan to fall into the path of slaughter in this lifetime. This is a great thing for us."

He smiled and continued, "Moreover, this little imp is smart and clever, pure and transparent. I truly like her from the bottom of my heart, and I can't bear to see such a pure and innocent girl fall into the path of slaughter. It's not a favor."

Yan Nan burst into laughter and said, "If it's not a favor, it's still a kind gesture."

After laughing, he instructed those behind him, "Bring two pounds of my Soul-Calming Enlightenment Tea for Brother Dongfang."

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "Yan Nan, you old fellow, you don't want to owe me even a little favor, do you?"

Yan Nan smiled and said sincerely, "After all, we are enemies to the death. In the future, I don't want to spare any of your subordinates because of this favor."

Dongfang Sansan smiled faintly and said, "Why make such a big deal out of an elder's affection for a little girl? Although we are enemies, we've faced off for many years, and we can be considered to understand each other. Even if Yan Beihan calls me 'Grandfather Dongfang,' it's still acceptable. You think too much."

Yan Nan said, "If that's the case, then you owe me a favor."

He continued, "Bring me two more pounds of my Soul-Calming Enlightenment Tea."

Dongfang Sansan clapped his hands and said, "Brother Yan is indeed generous. In that case, I'll gladly accept it."

Yan Nan said solemnly, "It's no trouble. Brother Dongfang will understand in the future."

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "The little imp won't die easily."

Yan Nan laughed, his eyes and brows smiling, "With those words, I, Yan Nan, feel it's worth it."

Dongfang Sansan shook her head and chuckled, thinking that Yan Nan truly doted on this granddaughter.

It wasn't just doting, but pampering to the point where the sky was no longer visible.

...

The battles in the field continued one after another, with victories and defeats alternating. If one side won, the other side would quickly recover and win back.

The matches proceeded in this manner, and the battle situation was intense.

The cheers from both sides were so loud that everyone's throats became hoarse.

On one side, at a table.

Duan Xi Yang and Yu Tian Qi sat opposite each other, and from the beginning, they hadn't spoken a word. They sat in silence, occasionally glancing at the battlefield but quickly turning their gazes back.

Even now, the surrounding cheers and shouts seemed to have no effect on the two of them.

It wasn't until half of the Emperor-level battles had passed that Duan Xi Yang finally spoke, "After this battle, you should recover."

Yu Tian Qi replied indifferently, "There's a one-third chance."

A faint smile appeared on Duan Xi Yang's gaunt face, "The Guardian side has Feng Guohai, whose strength is the highest among all participants. Unless something unexpected happens, the championship should be yours."

Yu Tian Qi sighed with a sense of guilt, "This must be Ninth Lord's carefully planned arrangement. I feel unworthy to receive it."

Ten thousand divine crystals, and a one-third chance to win a third of the Condensing Soul Divine Crystal Heart—this was the bet that Dongfang Sansan had set up for Yu Tian Qi.

Everyone could see this clearly.

Therefore, for the Guardian side, losing the Marquis-level and King-level battles was acceptable, but there must be no mistakes in the Emperor-level battle!

Dongfang Sansan had already sent out the strongest Emperor-level participant.

He would not allow any accidents in the Emperor-level battle!

Currently, everything was proceeding according to his plans.

Unexpectedly, the King Level Battle also secured the championship—this was something Dongfang Sansan had never anticipated.

He had only intended to put Fang Che in a difficult position and embarrass him in front of Yan Nan and the others.

But who would have thought that Fang Che would not only be in a tight spot but also be completely exposed on the flagpole, naked.

It was an absolute spotlight, an absolute focal point.

Dongfang Sansan was extremely pleased with this unexpected gain.

He had planned to lose the Martial Marquis and King Level Battles, using two mines, one large and one small, to exchange for the third battle's Soul Binding Crystal Heart.

Now it seemed that the large mine didn't even need to be handed over.

Moreover, since Fang Che had won the championship, it should also be a perfect outcome for Yan Nan and his group.

Both sides were delighted with this result, naturally ensuring there would be no unexpected issues.

The only difference was that for Dongfang Sansan, 'delighted' meant delight in every aspect, but for the other side... ahem.

Yu Tianqi smiled faintly and said to Duan Xi Yang, "Even if you recover, you are no longer my opponent. Why do you persist in forcing the issue?"

Duan Xi Yang replied, "You've been in seclusion for so many years, tempering your state of mind, almost reaching the point of natural mortality. Your heart has been tempered in the mortal world, reaching the pinnacle. As soon as you recover, you'll be at the peak. Don't you think I know that?"

Yu Tianqi sighed, "The Soul Severing Axe is no longer the same as it was before."

"But over these years, the only heavy weapon that can threaten me is the Soul Severing Axe."

Duan Xi Yang said, "I'll wait for you to return to your peak, and then I'll fight you. I'm looking forward to that battle!"

Yu Tianqi fell silent for a long time before saying, "Good!"

"A promise is a promise!"

"Uncatchable like four horses!"

Then, the two of them returned to their previous silent state, like two immovable statues.

Finally, the Emperor Rank Battle concluded, and the result was beyond everyone's expectations. Guardian Feng Guohai emerged as the champion of the Emperor Rank Battle.

The Guardians won two out of three major battles, securing victory.

The Guardian Continent's spectators erupted in cheers and excitement, their heads tingling with enthusiasm.

Witnessing the victory, everyone's eyes were fixed on the scene.

This was a victory over the Only Righteous Sect's younger generation. Doesn't this mean that in the future, when our younger generation grows up, they will overwhelm them?

If that's the case, isn't the continent's dawn not far off? After all, everyone knows the strength of the Only Righteous Sect.

In fact, everyone who has reached a certain level of cultivation knows that the Only Righteous Sect's upper echelons possess significantly more martial prowess than the Guardians.

This heavy pressure has always weighed on everyone's hearts. Last year, Xue Fuxiao's defeat at the hands of Duan Xi Yang dealt a heavy blow to the Guardian Continent.

However, Dongfang Junshi's prestige over the years and his reputation for flawless strategies and guaranteed victories have been a constant source of support.

This allowed the continent to remain stable, and after the establishment of the Only Righteous Sect, things became quieter; this further relieved many people.

But their hearts remained tense.

Until today, these hearts could finally find temporary... stability.

But it was only temporary.

Next, the award ceremony and the fulfillment of the bets began.

Yan Nan generously stated that although they had won the small Spirit Crystal Mine, it was of no use to them. Therefore, he requested that the reward for the Only Righteous Sect's Martial Marquis champion be increased by one piece of Compassion Heart Wood on top of the original reward, and the matter was settled.

As for the large Spirit Crystal Mine and one-third of the Soul Binding Crystal Heart, they were handed over without hesitation.

"You can come to mine anytime. Just send people, and there won't be any issues. I, Yan Nan, guarantee it!"

"The Soul Binding Crystal Heart is right here. If you say one-third, then it's one-third."

Vice Supreme Patriarch Yan was exceptionally generous this time.

This caused many on the Guardian side to have doubts: Is this the same Yan Nan who used to be so meticulous? Even on the Only Righteous Sect's side, Chen Gu and Bi Chang Hong were a bit displeased: "Fifth Brother, you're being too generous. Although we didn't value the small Spirit Crystal Mine, it could have been a thorn in the Guardians' side, constantly mining and causing them discomfort, which would have been more significant than the mine itself."

These words caused Dongfang Sansan to furrow his brows.

What kind of twisted mentality is this? Yan Nan said with determination, "This time, our Only Righteous Sect lost. Since we've lost, let's lose gracefully. Why don't I want the reward? Because I want the future young generation to take these rewards and win them back for me, a thousand times over!"

"This loss is worth it. That arrogant mindset of being the best in the world has caused us so much trouble. Starting today, everyone must be more spirited!"

"I knew that the Eastern Military Advisor had his motives and calculations, but I still came, bringing Vice Supreme Patriarch Bi, Vice Supreme Patriarch Chen, Vice Supreme Patriarch Yu, Vice Supreme Patriarch Xiang, and Segment Chief Seat Duan with me."

"And we also invited all of you to come and observe. Why?"

"Because I knew we would lose this battle!"

Yan Nan stood tall, his eyes like thunder and lightning, sweeping over the faces of all the Only Righteous Sect members, "But we need this defeat! To make you all wake up!"

"For so many years, the glory of the older generation has overshadowed you, making you believe that the Only Righteous Sect is the best in the world, and the Guardians are insignificant. But is that your achievement? That's the reputation built by these elders who have fought for tens of thousands, thousands of years! What does it have to do with you, the younger generation?"

"Did we deliberately lose this battle? No, right? Every selected member is exceptional, isn't that so? Could those with insufficient cultivation levels make it to this battlefield through connections?"

"No!"

"So, this is the true level of the younger generation. But, we lost!

(End of Chapter)

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