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Chapter 384: The Regional Inspector Arrives (Part 2)
Chapter 384: The Regional Inspector Arrives (Part 2)
He simply enjoyed the feeling of 'home warmth.'
Gradually, he realized he was enjoying this feeling.
In this moment, all the conspiracies, bloodshed, and life-and-death crises seemed distant.
It felt like this kind of life could last forever...
As he thought this, a smile crept onto his lips.
Then, he softly sighed without a sound, and the smile turned into self-mockery.
"Fang Che, you're dreaming so beautifully... How long can you live like this?"
Fang Che's lips curled up in the darkness, and even he couldn't tell if it was enjoyment or self-mockery.
He didn't practice his martial arts or think about the Guardian of the Only Righteous Sect.
He cleared his mind.
He fell asleep.
This sleep was deep, and he even snored softly.
It was the first time in his past and present life that he had let go of everything to sleep.
This feeling of extreme comfort and safety allowed him to sleep soundly, only feeling the fatigue in his body and soul, the fatigue from battles, and even the fatigue from his past life... all melting away.
It wasn't until Ye Meng woke up in the morning that Fang Che was still asleep.
He was completely oblivious to his surroundings, in a deeper sleep than a coma!
Ye Meng woke up at dawn, and as she opened her eyes, she felt something was amiss. Fang Che was still asleep, peaceful and sweet. His lips were slightly curled up, filled with quiet, harmonious, comfortable, and even had a touch of innocent amusement.
Ye Meng was startled for a moment, then carefully observed him, and her eyes filled with laughter.
This guy looked so cute when he slept.
His lips occasionally puckered, like a baby.
She stared at him in a daze, unable to get out of bed because she was still in Fang Che's embrace.
It was rare to see Fang Che so relaxed and comfortable in his sleep, and she didn't want to disturb him.
So she stayed by his side, watching him, and silently smiled with tenderness.
Her eyes narrowed into crescents.
Fang Che slept until the sun was high in the sky!
Only then did he finally wake up.
When he opened his eyes and saw the sunlight shining on the bed, he suddenly squinted, shocked.
He couldn't believe he had slept for so long!
He had slept like a dead pig, not waking up at his usual time to practice his spear, and even missing his morning routine. He had slept until almost noon!
He turned over and sat up, still feeling a bit dazed.
If it weren't for his clear mind, remembering even his past life's events, he would have felt an indescribable surge of energy.
"How did I sleep for so long?" Fang Che asked in surprise.
"You're too tired," Ye Meng said softly.
"Too tired?" Fang Che muttered to himself.
Unconsciously, he immersed himself in his sea of consciousness, and he startled himself. The previous night's extreme relaxation had caused his sea of consciousness to change.
He felt a sense of clarity, and his divine sense had increased.
"Wow, sleeping has this function? Even divine sense can increase?" Fang Che couldn't help but scratch his head, perplexed.
Ye Meng's face showed sympathy. "Actually, sleeping doesn't have this function. The reason you feel this way is because you've been too tired for too long, always tense, and never truly rested. It's like you haven't had a good rest for months or years. Occasionally, a good night's sleep can make you feel this way."
Ye Meng had experienced this feeling herself. And before marrying Fang Che, she had been tense every day.
It wasn't until after their marriage that she had the chance to have a deep sleep, and her divine sense also felt significantly replenished.
Fang Che was the same.
Moreover, he was far more exhausted than Ye Meng.
From his previous life until now, he had always been tightly wound, never truly relaxing.
This heart-touching experience, fully indulging in sleep, allowed him to release all his tension for once. For him, it was almost like a rebirth! Or even better!
Looking at the sun, Fang Che stretched comfortably, and he could hear his bones cracking.
It felt especially good.
Then he lay back down and said, "It's late anyway. Might as well lie down a bit longer."
He pulled Ye Meng into his embrace and said, "I've been reading a book recently and learned a lot of skills. These are all precious summaries from countless years of our ancestors. We, as their descendants, must continue their legacy..."
...
When Fang Zong appeared in the Guardian Palace, almost everyone noticed that he was somewhat different from before.
His aura was radiant, his body relaxed, and his spirit was vibrant.
He seemed to have shed his burdens and was ready for action.
"Fang Zong, why do you look so radiant today?"
Zhao Ying'er was surprised and curiously asked.
Jing Xiuyun, standing beside her, grabbed Zhao Ying'er's hand and pinched her fingers, signaling her not to ask further...
But Zhao Ying'er, rarely seeing Fang Che so happy, felt her own mood brighten, and insisted on asking thoroughly.
Fang Che coughed and said, "I slept comfortably last night, and this morning I overslept. So I rested for half a day, how could my spirit not be good?"
Zhao Ying'er was perplexed, "Is that so?"
She felt that she often did this, but it didn't have the same effect as Fang Che.
Jing Xiuyun, on the other hand, clearly misunderstood. Her face turned red, and she dragged Zhao Ying'er away, walking until they were far enough that she whispered, "Silly girl! You're still asking about this? It's obvious that they had a good time last night!"
Zhao Ying'er stared at Jing Xiuyun with her round eyes, "What?"
Jing Xiuyun sighed and leaned over to whisper something in Zhao Ying'er's ear.
Zhao Ying'er's face immediately turned red, and she chased after Jing Xiuyun, passing by Fang Che without even daring to glance at him.
Fang Che touched his nose.
In his heart, he sighed: Women after marriage are truly terrifying.
Is that what I meant?
It was indeed...
His cultivation was much higher than Jing Xiuyun's. Although the two women were whispering in his ear, Fang Che still understood what they were saying.
He shook his head.
"Indeed, when women start acting like hooligans, men have no chance."
On this day, the Guardian Palace was very peaceful.
White Cloud Continent was also calm, with no incidents.
Although no one witnessed it, everyone knew that the Frostblade Sword was still in the White Cloud Continent and hadn't left.
So during this time, the Guardian Palace in the White Cloud Continent was as good as a useless decoration, and nothing would happen.
Fang Che diligently sent everyone out to patrol the streets.
Then, he found an excuse to catch Hong Erquezi, "Who told you to have such messy hair?"
And so, he gave Hong Erquezi a thorough beating.
Mainly because Hong Erquezi hadn't been beaten in a long time, and he was starting to show signs of his old habits again. Today, he was even provoking several male priests. Although his targets were male priests, Fang Zong still sensed the underlying issue.
He knew that if he didn't beat this scoundrel, he wouldn't be able to work properly.
So this beating was heavy and intense.
It once again knocked Hong Erquezi back into the ranks of decent people.
Then, Fang Zong, wearing a crisp and immaculate priest robe, led a team of people to the North City.
On the main road, they patrolled back and forth a few times.
Then, Fang Zong led his team into the Four Seas Tea House and sat by the window on the fourth floor, where they started drinking tea.
Because across from this window in the Four Seas Tea House was the Zhu Clan's main gate.
In the afternoon, when the sun was hanging in the west, Lady Zhu, Zhu Shaoyun, and a dozen or so Zhu Clan members walked out of the house and bowed at the gate, waiting.
For half an hour, they didn't move at all.
As the sun was about to set below the horizon, a long, mournful howl finally echoed from afar.
The howl was filled with grief and sorrow, causing those who heard it to shed tears and feel heartbroken.
A figure tore through the dusk like a sword piercing the cloud layer, flying swiftly.
Immediately, sixteen figures followed her, flying out.
The white-robed figures seemed like a group of immortals descending from heaven.
The men were handsome and carefree, while the women were of heavenly beauty, all exuding an immortal aura, like heavenly immortals descending to the mortal realm.
However, Zhu Shaoyun and Lady Zhu's bodies immediately began to tremble violently, and the fear on their faces was almost overflowing.
The leader among them circled in the air, found her direction, and then, like a sharp arrow, glided over a thousand feet and landed in front of the Zhu Clan's gate.
She was a woman in her thirties, beautiful and noble, but her face was frosty.
Her eyes were like swords, coldly staring at Lady Zhu, "Where is he?"
"In... the house..."
"Come."
The sixteen people landed simultaneously and followed the white-robed woman, bringing a sudden chill to the sweltering summer.
Everyone who saw this felt a coldness rising from their bones.
The seventeen people walked straight into the Zhu Clan's house.
Zhu Shaoyun and the others, ignored, hurriedly followed, all of them sweating.
...
Up in the tea house.
Fang Che sighed with some regret, "It's a pity..."
"What were you planning to do, Fang Zong?" Yun Jian Qiu asked.
"I wanted you to see clearly that these people will bring great trouble to our White Cloud Continent!" Fang Che sighed and said, "From this moment until these people leave, we will probably be tossed around and may even face life-and-death situations."
"What's going on, Fang Zong?" everyone asked curiously.
"The woman who led them... the one who died yesterday, that Shang Gongzi, is her son. And this woman... is the regional inspector of the Heavenly Palace."
Before Fang Che could finish his sentence, a mournful and sad voice echoed from inside the Zhu Clan's gate, "Meng Yun..."
The voice was sharp and sorrowful, causing everyone to shiver.
Everyone's faces turned pale.
They started to believe Fang Zong's words.
In this mournful cry, the deep-seated grudge and hatred was too obvious.
...
Seeing her son's headless corpse, the regional inspector, who had come with a glimmer of hope, immediately broke down! She could recognize her son even without his head, even if he had turned to ashes.
Tears instantly flowed like a river from the regional inspector's eyes.
"Who did this?"
"The One-Heart Sect, the Night Demon!"
"What exactly happened?"
The Regional Inspector was like a crazed tigress, her eyes flashing with cold fury.
"The situation... is like this."
Elder Madam Zhu, trembling with fear, recounted the details, starting from the Guardian Palace inspection, explaining everything meticulously, afraid she might miss something.
She described the negotiations at the Guardian Palace, the negotiations with An Ruoxing in the Southeast, and then how the Night Demon attacked and showed no mercy. She continued, describing how Shang Gongzi went to the Only True Sect's Southeast Headquarters, and then died on the way, his body sent back with a warning from the Night Demon...
"Regarding the Guardian Palace, what did they say?"
"The Guardian Palace is not involved. Since we had an agreement and provided compensation, the Heavenly Palace and the Night Demon will handle it themselves. So they..."
The Regional Inspector took a deep breath, repeatedly inhaling deeply.
After a long while, she spoke in a low voice, "I only have this one son!"
Everyone shuddered.
"Zhu Cui, I only have this one son!"
The Regional Inspector's eyes filled with resentment as she turned to look at the Elder Madam, then at Zhu Shaoyun, and said calmly, "When Meng Yun was in my womb, he was injured in a battle. After giving birth to Meng Yun, I couldn't conceive another child."
"Meng Yun was our only hope, cherished like a precious treasure. We feared losing him, so we kept him close."
"Now, with this situation, you seek help, and my son comes to assist you, only to die here. Zhu Cui, tell me, how should I deal with you?"
"My living son has become a cold corpse in your home."
Meng Yun's voice was low and suppressed, "Zhu Cui, tell me, what should I do?"
Elder Madam Zhu Cui fell to her knees with a thud, "Regional Inspector, I admit my guilt! I beg you to consider my years of hard work and loyalty... Regional Inspector, you are the one who promoted me..."
Meng Yun smiled faintly, her eyes devoid of warmth, "My son... is the son of the Heavenly Palace Star Lord. He died so pitifully. It's not right, someone should be by his side to take care of him. Zhu Cui, you have experienced the world, you are experienced and skilled in dealing with people. You are the perfect person to care for my son."
She raised her palm, and with the power of mountains, she gently struck, "Zhu Cui, you have been my sister for many years. With you by his side, I'm at ease."
A slap sounded.
A jade-white palm landed on the Elder Madam's head.
Her brain matter instantly scattered, and the Elder Madam's soul vanished. She didn't even have time to make a sound before collapsing to the ground.
It was like a five-body prostration, and the direction of the prostration was towards the headless Shang Mengyun.
Meng Yun's gaze shifted to Zhu Shaoyun, who was pale and trembling as he knelt, "Regional Inspector..."
"I won't kill you. You can't die yet, this stronghold can't be cut off."
"Thank you, Regional Inspector."
Zhu Shaoyun was overjoyed.
Meng Yun's eyes flashed with cold light as she said, "Wait here, Yun Zhiyunxiu."
"Yes."
"Come with me to the Only True Sect's Southeast Headquarters!"
Meng Yun soared into the sky, "I want to see who in this world can protect against the Night Demon!"
...
The Only True Sect's Southeast Headquarters had already descended into chaos, with numerous experts dispatched to the battlefront. Various messages poured in, almost overwhelming those responsible for receiving information at the headquarters.
Wu Xiang was stationed at the headquarters, continuously issuing commands.
In the grand hall, the priests in charge of remote battlefield command used their Five Spirit Gu to constantly transmit orders.
"Is the Guardian of the Southeast Headquarters being weighed down this time?"
Wu Xiang felt the immense pressure.
This attack was too fierce!
"Commander, the Headquarters' experts have already deployed seven-tenths of their forces. We can't send out more. If we do, the Headquarters will be in danger."
"The remnants of the Divine Deity Sect have retreated into the mountain range where the Headquarters is located. The Three Saints Sect is also there, and the Light Sect has maintained the most complete fighting force. The One-Heart Sect has not participated in the battle."
"All three sects have suffered heavy losses."
"The experts dispatched by the Headquarters have suffered over two-tenths casualties. Among them, the third small team of the Battle Hall has been completely annihilated."
"Commander, should we ask the One-Heart Sect to join the battle?"
The priests sought help.
"The One-Heart Sect cannot participate! The main target this time is to find the One-Heart Sect. As soon as they appear, the One-Heart Sect will be involved.
Wu Xiang understood this clearly.
Moreover, he was even clearer that this time, he could only rely on the strength of the Southeast to get through.
The Headquarters would not provide any support.
Because their Night Demon and the opponent's Frostblade Sword were both in the White Cloud Continent, creating a stalemate.
Although the Night Demon had been severely injured and posed no threat, the Frostblade Sword was still in the White Cloud Continent.
This was like a signal from Dongfang Sansan: I'm letting the Southeast situation unfold, and if you, Yan Nan, want to expand the scale, I'll immediately activate the Frostblade Sword! So, as soon as the Headquarters' reinforcements arrive, the Frostblade Sword will arrive first.
By the time the Headquarters' support arrives, this place will likely have been plowed over a hundred times by the Frostblade Sword—there's no other way, the Frostblade Sword is too close! It's almost as if it's right on the battlefield!
Yet, the distance between the Only True Sect's people is too far.
This was Dongfang Sansan's manipulation of the Southeast situation, creating a so-called 'fair combat' Southeast battlefield!
But in this so-called fairness, the Guardians held the upper hand.
...
Cough, this time, do I really need to explain the plot laid out by the Ninth Lord? Well, I won't explain it then. If an explanation is needed, speak up, and I'll add a few thousand words in the next chapter to clarify. I'm more than happy to do so.
Double the last few hours.
(End of Chapter)
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