The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 364: Swan North Cold's Suspicion (Part 2) - Novel Cool

Chapter 364: Swan North Cold's Suspicion (Part 2)

Chapter 364: Swan North Cold's Suspicion (Part 2)

"You'll get what's coming to you when we get back!"

After reprimanding his juniors, Feng Guohai finally approached Fang Che with a warm and sunny smile, his handsome face filled with admiration. "Fang Che? I'm Feng Guohai."

"Hello, Brother Feng," Fang Che quickly replied.

This greeting left all the little chickens in shock, their heads raised in surprise.

What did that mean? We call you Uncle, and you call him Brother? You're up to no good!

"Let's get closer in the future," Feng Guohai said with a laugh, handing Fang Che a plaque. "If you have time in the future, go to the Northeast Region. I'll be your sincere host and show you the unique charm of the North's mountains and rivers."

"I'll go," Fang Che smiled.

"Even if I'm not there, with this plaque, you'll be able to get things done when you go there."

"Okay."

"If you're considering a transfer, I can help. In the Southeast, it's actually better to come to the Northeast. This place has vast lands and great potential."

Fang Che understood.

This person was here to poach him.

"What position do you hold in the Northeast?"

"Headquarters in the Northeast, Chief Steward."

Feng Guohai smiled and said, "Actually, our positions are the same."

"Brother Feng is joking. I'm just a Chief Steward guarding the palace, how can I compare to Brother Feng?"

"Oh, positions don't have a hierarchy."

Feng Guohai chatted with Fang Che for a while and then left.

He was just here to plant a seed, to get to know Fang Che, and in the future, if there's anything, they can naturally cooperate.

This was a gesture and a signal.

He understood, so he came; Fang Che also understood, so he accepted.

...

After Feng Guohai left, seeing the expressions on Feng Xiangdong and the others, Fang Che smiled slightly, "Nephews, all of you, get up and sit down. Don't crouch, it's uncomfortable."

"Damn!"

Feng Xiangdong and the others immediately jumped up, "This bastard is so full of himself, acting like a senior in front of us. Move aside, we're going to beat him up!"

Ye Meng held back her laughter and stepped aside.

Instantly, a group of people pounced, like wolves, instantly drowning Fang Che.

They arrived at the Guardian Headquarters in Rocky City.

When Fang Che got off the flying ship, he was almost in a state of disarray, with his clothes and hair in a mess.

His hair was ruffled like a bird's nest.

His godly jade-like appearance was completely gone.

He looked like a beggar who had been beaten up eight hundred times.

The others walked by his side, laughing and chatting, not giving him a second glance.

They had been brothers for so long, and now he wanted to be their uncle, and he wouldn't let go. If they didn't beat him up, who would they beat?

Ye Meng supported Fang Che and scolded him, "Why did you provoke them? They have the advantage of numbers. Why did you insist on acting like a senior? It's embarrassing."

Fang Che was weak and powerless, "I'll be an uncle even if I get beaten a hundred times. It's a matter of principle..."

Ye Meng couldn't help but laugh, and her eyes turned into crescent moons.

She suddenly remembered that during the friendly match, Fang Che had intentionally shown his best side to all those women, like a peacock proudly displaying his feathers.

Her heart ached with anger, and she pinched a soft piece of flesh on his waist.

She twisted it painfully and said, "Those girls were so pretty, especially the Saintess of the Netherworld Palace. She even came to show off in front of me..."

"Ouch!"

Fang Che cried out, "Let go! Let go... You little brat, you only learn this..."

Ye Meng hummed and applied more force, "Do I need to learn this? It's a natural talent. Oh, I forgot, what was that Saintess's name?"

"Lan Xinxue."

"You remember so clearly!"

Ye Meng's jealousy surged, and she applied more force.

Fang Che endured the pain and whispered to Ye Meng, "Tonight, let's practice with the spear all night."

Ye Meng was startled and immediately released the soft flesh on Fang Che's waist, even using her hand to rub it gently. She said in a low voice, "But you have a celebration banquet tonight... I'll go to sleep early."

"No early sleep allowed! You wait!"

Fang Che was arrogant.

That evening, there was indeed a celebration banquet.

However, the top leaders only attended to offer a collective toast and then left in a hurry.

Then, it was a chaotic celebration.

Fang Che, as the champion, received the most toasts. Whenever he tried to leave the table, Feng Xiangdong and the others would hold him down and shake their heads, "We won't drink for him."

"Glug, glug..."

Fang Che was forced to drink a bellyful of wine.

When he returned to his residence that night, his belly was like a six-month pregnancy, and as he walked, the sound of water sloshing in his belly was clear, like the waves of the ocean rising and falling...

Returning with a swollen belly, Ye Meng was startled, "Why did you drink so much?"

"Shh."

Fang Che raising his index finger.

Then, he placed his hand on a nearby tree, channeled his energy, and instantly, his whole body was filled with warm energy. A clear stream of wine gushed out from his index finger, flowing into a basin...

But just after a while...

Fang Che suddenly felt empty.

This spirit fruit tree had actually pulled out its roots and moved away, its trunk like two legs, wobbling as it relocated six zhang away before replanting itself.

"Damn!"

Fang Che was shocked.

What the hell... a tree can run?

He didn't know that this tree, having grown for tens of thousands of years in the extremely hard Kanpo Mountain, had gained spiritual consciousness.

And this Tianxuan Tree hated nothing more than alcohol...

The tree moved away, leaving Fang Che with his index finger still extended, spraying out a stream of wine, the thickness comparable to a small stream of urine...

Ye Meng, her face red, brought out a large basin.

Fang Che quickly twisted his finger, and all the urine, no, the wine, flowed into the basin.

His whole body was filled with the mist of wine.

Soon, he felt refreshed.

The prizes have arrived, a total of one thousand Divine Crystals."

Night Dream, looking pitiful and weak, said, "I'm so tired. It's too late."

After speaking, she even yawned as if to emphasize her point.

Fang Che held her waist and entered the room, kicking the door shut with his foot. He smiled and said, "I just learned how to create a soundproof barrier. You can try it."

Night Dream struggled and asked, "Really?"

"Yes. Anyway, we're leaving tomorrow. The headquarters here has good feng shui and the air is great. Hmm... You roll over..."

Fang Che wasn't about to pass up the opportunity at headquarters. After thoroughly relaxing his body and soul with the Boundless Dharma Scripture, he took this chance to nurture Night Dream's body, consolidating all the benefits she had gained before and during their time at headquarters.

On this trip, Night Dream had gained too much. Once they left this place, the sudden change in environment would inevitably cause a leakage of spirit energy, requiring a period of adjustment for her body.

That would be a pity.

Previously, there hadn't been many opportunities, and the tension before the big battle hadn't allowed for much relaxation.

Now was the most relaxed moment. Fang Che wasn't about to miss this chance.

Of course, another negligible reason was that he couldn't hold back...

As Fang Che's Boundless Dharma Scripture ran, the pure spirit energy of headquarters flowed into their bodies like a tide...

...

The night passed.

When Night Dream forced herself to get out of bed, she felt like her entire body wasn't her own.

She felt like her body had split into seven or eight pieces.

Only after Fang Che used his spiritual power to nurture her did she regain the strength to move.

When she walked out, the area outside was already sparsely populated.

Those who were leaving had left early.

Especially Feng Xiangdong and the others, who had left in the middle of the night after drinking—they had no choice, as the elders in their families were waiting to scold them upon their return.

The whips and sticks were itching to give them a beating... Although they had won, it was because of Fang Che's last-ditch effort, and had nothing to do with them, who had lost early on.

So this beating, or these few beatings, were inevitable for each of them.

Yang Luoyu, in his white robe like snow, stood at the door holding the Nether King Flute. When he saw Fang Che come out, he smiled and said, "I was just about to head back to the southeast to find Dong Changfeng, and on the way, I can accompany you two back."

"Thank you, Senior Yang."

Fang Che replied respectfully.

"Do you want to ride a horse?"

Yang Luoyu laughed.

"That's fine, Senior Yang, you decide."

"Then let's ride horses back."

Yang Luoyu said, "Perfect, we can enjoy the scenery along the way."

"Two horses will do, one for each of us," Fang Che said.

Yang Luoyu smiled and said, "Three, so you can switch whenever you want."

"Okay..."

Fang Che pursed his lips in his heart, thinking that Senior Yang was being very considerate, wanting to take care of every detail.

But there was also a hint of teasing in his words.

However, Fang Che had no choice, as Night Dream was still feeling weak, and he didn't feel at ease letting her ride a horse by herself.

So they rode one horse and led the other, following Yang Luoyu on their journey.

They slowly left Rocky City.

As they descended the mountain, Fang Che gently touched the stones on both sides.

Silently bidding farewell.

He had a feeling that he was saying goodbye to the closest and most reliable person.

The divine stones were silent, but Fang Che could sense their reluctance.

"I'll come often,"

Fang Che said silently.

Descending the mountain, he turned back to look.

The smooth and polished mountain road, undulating and winding, with stones on both sides that were so smooth and seemed to retain the auras of the generations of guardians who had come before.

Fang Che's gaze deepened.

Yang Luoyu and Night Dream also looked back.

Over the years, everyone, when leaving Rocky City, had the same expression. It seemed that this city, this mountain road, was filled with a mysterious power.

Enough to make everyone reluctant to leave, lingering and forgetting to return.

The sound of horse hooves broke the silence, gradually fading into the distance.

The mountain stones were silent, and the rocky road spoke no words.

...

"Master, have you returned? Disciple has participated in the Friendship Battle and successfully won the King Level Battle Championship. I've pinned down the headquarters of those guys."

"I've been back for a few days, and I know about your achievements. Well done."

"Master, is everything okay at headquarters? I'll feel relieved once you're back."

"With Elder Yan Beihan's care, there were no major issues, just some minor concerns."

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

Fang Che furrowed his brows.

It seemed that Chen Yin hadn't been much help, or his efforts weren't significant. In that case, he would have to take matters into his own hands.

Yin Shengong's words were quite revealing. He had asked two people for help, but only mentioned one. He wasn't the type to overlook such details, so there must be a reason why he only mentioned Elder Yan Beihan.

Fang Che's eyes lit up, and he understood everything. He said, "Then I'll take this opportunity to thank Elder Yan."

He also didn't mention Chen Yin.

Yin Shengong smiled at the headquarters, "Little rascal, you're quite clever."

So he replied, "Recently, you've been too active. It's essential to keep a low profile for a while. Your participation in the Friendship Battle has exposed Fang Che's identity to the world. Be extra cautious recently, and also, go back and check on your family."

"Yes, Master."

Fang Che furrowed his brows, as Yin Shengong had specifically mentioned his family.

Hmm, could it be that someone was targeting his family?

Then, Yin Shengong's message came from the other side, "Recently, I'll be in seclusion. For all matters, contact Wood Master; additionally, I've given Wood Master the advanced sword manual of the Blood Spirit Seven Swords. After dealing with Hai Wuliang's matter in a few days, he'll come to you for safety on the road."

"Yes, Master."

Fang Che frowned.

Yin Shengong slightly furrowed his brows, massaging his temples with a headache.

During his absence, the experts from the Southeast Headquarters and those from headquarters had surrounded and attacked Hai Wuliang seven times.

Each time, Hai Wuliang managed to escape.

But Hai Wuliang hadn't died, and Yin Shengong felt uneasy. This guy had clearly become a mad dog, and if he wasn't killed, he would eventually bite someone.

After returning, the organization launched several encirclement and suppression campaigns, but they didn't even catch a glimpse of Hai Wuliang's shadow.

Hai Wuliang, severely injured, was like a wave disappearing into the vast ocean, leaving no trace.

But Yin Shengong couldn't wait any longer.

With his newfound insights, reaching a new realm, and the bottleneck loosening, he had to immediately go into seclusion to break through to the Saint Rank.

Moreover, he still had the unranked Dao Realm Spirit Pill given to him by Night Demon as a reward last time, which he hadn't used yet. The chances of breaking through to the Saint Rank after taking it were extremely high.

It was a sure thing.

So, Yin Shengong didn't want to wait any longer. After giving instructions, he immediately went into seclusion.

This time, he wouldn't come out until he reached the Saint Rank.

...

On the other side, Fang Che just discovered the message sent by Yan Beihan.

Looking at the time, it was just after the Friendship Competition had ended.

He replied, "I'm on a mission outside, Lord Yan. Thank you for your kindness towards my master. I've heard from my master about your favor, and our master and disciple will always be grateful."

These words were spoken with utmost sincerity.

He completely forgot that during the Friendship Competition, he had angered the other party so much that smoke seemed to come out of their seven orifices, and he had even kicked them in the chest.

Moreover, Night Demon had a reason for doing this: "It was the Town Guarding Hall's Fang Che who got angry and kicked you. What does it have to do with me, Night Demon?"

Yan Beihan's reply immediately arrived: "Why did it take you so long to reply? Weren't you participating in the Friendship Competition?"

"I didn't participate in the Friendship Competition. I was in the Beast Jungle searching for the Seven Yin Yang Restoring Grass. There are too many beasts here, so I didn't have time to check messages."

"Seven Yin Yang Restoring Grass?" Yan Beihan asked, "Why did you go to the Beast Jungle for it? The Seven Yin Yang Restoring Grass is only found in the Extreme North Frigid Icefield."

"I heard it was here, so I came directly. No wonder I couldn't find it after searching for more than a month... Sigh, compared to Lord Yan, I feel like I lack experience and knowledge."

"Then you can stop and go to the Extreme North. Also, why didn't you participate in the selection battle?"

"My master was continuously ambushed on his return journey. After discussing it, we decided that if I really participated, my identity might be exposed, and I would definitely be tracked and killed by our own people. So, I didn't even go for the selection."

This reason was flawless.

But Yan Beihan still felt that something was off.

So, she asked, "I remember you were in Baiyunzhou, right?"

"Yes, I just left Baiyunzhou a month and thirteen days ago."

"Then do you know Fang Che?"

Yan Beihan's question made Fang Che's heart skip a beat.

He cautiously replied, "The Town Guarding Hall's Fang Che?"

"Yes, that's him. What do you think of him?"

Fang Che thought for a moment and said, "To be fair, Fang Che is a martial arts genius, extremely diligent, and highly perceptive in martial arts. He's also good-looking. But when it comes to doing things, he seems a bit single-minded. In simple terms, he has the standard temperament of a Guardian, which you understand, Lord Yan."

Fang Che's response was very fair and impartial, evaluating from an outsider's perspective.

Yan Beihan fell silent for a moment and said, "Night Demon, have you fought with Fang Che?"

Fang Che's mind raced. Being in Baiyunzhou together, if two geniuses hadn't fought, that would be strange.

"We fought once. I was just about to return after the Incubation Ascension Program ended. I lost that fight, but he didn't kill me. Moreover, he didn't know who I was, so when we met again, neither of us used lethal force."

Fang Che replied carefully, choosing his words.

"Then you're probably not his match now."

"I heard he became the King Level Champion. But I might not lose."

"What's your cultivation level, Night Demon?"

"King Level Second Rank, about to break through to the Third Rank."

"That's a bit weak."

Yan Beihan's enthusiasm waned a bit. "Why aren't you improving faster?"

"I don't have any top-grade pills, and at this stage, although the foundation has been accumulated, the pill's toxins will merge with the Vital Point. It's difficult to cleanse it in the future. So, I've only been cultivating with Divine Crystals and haven't taken any pills."

Yan Beihan's interest was piqued. "You haven't taken any pills to improve your cultivation?"

"Yes, and now I'm suppressing the Vital Point's mist vortex to accumulate cloud energy. I'm afraid that taking pills to improve cultivation too quickly might reduce the accumulation of cloud energy at this stage, which would be detrimental in the long run."

Yan Beihan's worries dissipated, and her interest grew.

Mist vortex cloud energy!

These words were unknown to ordinary warriors at the King Level.

But Night Demon mentioned them, indicating that he had reached this stage, proving his exceptional talent!

"Then cultivate well. The Divine Metal I promised you last time is almost ready. Please be patient and wait for a while."

"Thank you, Lord Yan. You saved my master from death and have been very kind to me. Such a precious reward, I don't know how to repay your kindness in the future."

Seeing the benefits, Fang Che quickly replied, "Lord Yan, I will follow your orders without hesitation."

Yan Beihan nodded. "Then be careful when searching for the Seven Yin Yang Restoring Grass."

The communication ended.

Yan Beihan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the doubt in her eyes didn't diminish.

She muttered, "In my life, I've seen many handsome young men, but none can compare to Night Demon!"

...

【There are many elements in this battle, but there is too much information, and I may forget to write some in the future. Please remind me if that happens.】

(End of Chapter)

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