The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 411: Fang Che's Plan - Novel Cool

Chapter 411: Fang Che's Plan

Chapter 411: Fang Che's Plan

"How can you be sure?" Hong Yi asked.

"Because they ultimately chose to register. This is the proof!"

Yan Bei Han said, "This time, it's a conflict that wasn't necessary, but for the Guardians and the Only Me Sect, such a conflict reveals many things. The Purple Robe Palace fears us, the Only Me Sect; they are apprehensive and prefer to keep their distance. Their flattery and fawning are only superficial."

"Because their true intention is to be afraid of us."

"Afraid that we'll strike them."

"When it comes to choosing sides, such an organization would never side with us. They fear being devoured by us at any moment. But with the Guardians, they don't have this concern."

"So..." Yan Bei Han continued, "Dogs fear wolves. No matter what, they won't befriend wolves. They may be fearful, apprehensive, or cautious, but when pushed to the brink, they'll bite back and fight."

"But dogs are friendly with humans. Even if they occasionally have a falling out, they can wag their tails and make up. So, in the end, dogs still side with the other side."

Hong Yi nodded and said, "You mean... our Only Me Sect is like the wolf, the Reclusive Sect is the dog, and the Guardians are humans?"

Yan Bei Han nodded and said, "It's not the most pleasant comparison, but it's true."

"Our Incubating Toad to Deity Plan and their constant plundering and expansion are indeed similar to a pack of wolves."

"Wolves excel in solo fights and group cooperation, but when the situation demands, they'll mercilessly sacrifice their own kind to ensure their survival."

"But the Guardians we've encountered along the way aren't like that."

"Wolves only believe in strength and benefits."

"But dogs can even eat shit."

Yan Bei Han spoke calmly, "The Guardians are like humans. When they're in dire straits, they can survive on grass and tree bark. The poorer they are, the more united they become, and the more they help each other. The harder their situation, the more formidable they are."

"The current Guardians are like a group of poor people."

"Dogs can be fierce, and they haven't been fully tamed yet. Outside, our wolves are waiting."

Hong Yi fell into deep thought.

But on the reclining chair, Segment Sunset, opened his eyes and praised, "This analogy is truly brilliant."

"Grandpa Segment."

"En, Xiao Han, I'm asking you, according to your theory, when is the best time to deal with the Guardians?"

Segment Sunset asked.

Yan Bei Han replied thoughtfully, "In theory, it should be after a period of peace, tranquility, and prosperity for the Guardian Continent. Some of the poor will become rich, and after the breeding of greed, arrogance, and indulgence, without the threat of external enemies... that's when they'll be the easiest to deal with."

Segment Sunset said, "Then, when is this time?"

"At least two hundred years."

Yan Bei Han said, "If you include the middle management, then at least five hundred years. As for the upper echelon of the Guardians, they are basically immune to corruption... If the entire continent below is rotten, even if the upper management is clear-headed, it won't be of much use."

Segment Sunset nodded.

He sighed softly.

"You're right."

"That time when the Guardian Continent almost perished, it was after we, the Only Me Sect, suffered a major setback and remained silent for a while... and the sects on the Guardian Continent didn't make any significant moves. Even if they did, it wasn't a big deal, allowing the Guardian Continent to recuperate for a long time."

"Even Dong Fang Sansan didn't anticipate that this recuperation would lead to the near decay of the Guardian Continent. Power, benefits, and beauty corrupted many of the middle and lower ranks, leaving them with barely any combat effectiveness."

"So, after that, Dong Fang Sansan became less aggressive and used all means to prevent us from leaving and succeeding... keeping the Guardian Continent under the high pressure of the Only Me Sect."

Segment Sunset spoke of Dong Fang Sansan with a tone filled with admiration and respect.

"Dong Fang Sansan is indeed a formidable figure, one could even say... unparalleled in history, unprecedented!"

"Whether it's authority, military, situation, heaven's will, circumstances, or even the current state of affairs... they are all within his calculations."

"As long as we, the Only Me Sect, withdraw completely, retreating to our headquarters, and don't come out for a thousand years... then, the Guardian Continent will be turned upside down by their own fighting. If it's intense, they'll bury a batch of their elite."

"At that time, with our rested and prepared forces, we'll charge in, and bury them."

Segment Sunset laughed, "But don't forget, our people are also humans. While they're fighting over there, we might also be fighting here."

"Once there's peace, many ambitious and talented people will lose their opportunity to rise. This is a huge hidden danger!"

"On one hand, Dong Fang Sansan doesn't let us withdraw, and on the other, we dare not withdraw."

"These ambitious people must quickly grow and be sent to the battlefield to fight the Guardians."

"Either you quickly rise to the top or you get consumed by the battlefield. Only then can you maintain the foundation of a stable society."

"If not, these people will easily turn their surroundings into a wasteland, leaving the people in despair."

"Human nature!"

A ruthless and cold light flashed in Segment Sunset's eyes. "This is the ugliest thing! That's why we, the Only Righteous Sect, must break this decadent world and start anew!"

Yan Bei Han lowered her head and asked, "Is human nature so ugly from the Guardians to the Only Righteous Sect?"

Segment Sunset fell silent.

After a long while, he said, "Do you know who truly cares about human nature?"

"Who?"

"The higher-ups don't care about human nature because it is merely a tool," said Segment Sunset indifferently. "Just a tool."

"What about the lower levels?" Yan Bei Han asked.

"The lower levels care about human nature, but their understanding is shallow. Even if they suffer some losses, they are minor and within a manageable range for most."

Segment Sunset said, "So, the ones who care the most about human nature are those in the middle."

"In this world, the lower levels are the most numerous, while the higher-ups are the fewest. As for the middle..." He chuckled.

Segment Sunset continued, "If you were to round them all up and kill them according to secular moral standards, there would undoubtedly be some injustices. But if you kill one out of every two, the escaped ones will account for more than ninety percent of those who were killed."

"So, human nature deserves to be punished!"

Segment Sunset spoke, and as he did, a sharp killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Yan Bei Han furrowed her delicate eyebrows as she listened.

She vaguely felt that Segment Sunset's words were biased, but... they also seemed to make sense.

Where was the bias? Where was the reason? It was all so confusing.

It was impossible to pinpoint.

So, she gave up thinking about it and turned her attention to Fang Che's registration outside. As she watched, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Look at Fang Che down there. He's quite the charmer, bringing his wife for registration, and there are quite a few young ladies surrounding him. I really don't understand what's so good about this guy. Isn't it just that he's a bit more handsome?"

Segment Sunset was interested and looked up. "Then do you know why Fang Che has such great charm?"

Hong Yi also joined in, "I can see that Fang Che is a talented person, but Little Cold, tell us, where does his talent lie?"

Yan Bei Han's eyebrows knitted slightly as she replied, "Fang Che's registration this time is indeed a provocation, but it's just a small matter. He blew it out of proportion and worked with the others who came with him to make it unmanageable. Then he used the reputation of the Guardian's higher-ups to suppress the matter. I still don't understand why he did all this."

"It seems like intentional chaos, stirring up enmity without any purpose. So, I guess this is just his first step. What he wants to do next is the most important."

"But as a first step, he has already succeeded. He has incited hatred and widespread dissatisfaction. I estimate that this psychological effect will become a force he can utilize."

"If he wants to ease the tension, he can do so. The connections he made after the battle for the young King Rank warriors can help him resolve this. Because... among them are several outstanding geniuses from the Purple Robe Palace. So, from the start, he has considered his retreat. But... I still can't see what he's planning."

"Let's wait and see."

Yan Bei Han pursed her lips, and her beautiful eyes were filled with contemplation.

She put herself in Fang Che's shoes, trying to understand his intentions.

But no matter how she thought about it, she felt lost and couldn't grasp his motives.

"Disgracing the Guardians? Wooing the Recluse Sects? Or... something else?"

Yan Bei Han never considered herself less intelligent than others. On the surface, she was playful with her elders, cold to her peers, warm to her friends, and open to her close confidants.

But none of this was her whole self.

Only a select few, like Bi Yunyan, knew the true depth of Yan Bei Han's thinking.

But Fang Che's actions were incomprehensible.

She could only wait and see what happened next.

Yan Bei Han spoke, "If it were Feng Yun instead of you, what would you do?"

Hong Yi asked, one after another.

"Me?" Yan Bei Han pondered for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "I'm different from him. I would do everything in my power to disrupt Fang Zhe's plan first. I'll drive him out of here. Regardless of his intentions, I don't want to get involved. As long as Fang Zhe leaves, the rest of the people are basically under my control. But if Fang Zhe stays, it's like a nail hammered down by the Guardian."

Yan Bei Han said, "So... I'll cooperate directly and quickly register everyone, so that Fang Zhe won't have a reason to lose his temper and withdraw from here."

Hong Yi nodded slowly.

She turned to look at Duan Xiyang, clearly wanting his opinion.

But Duan Xiyang remained silent, even closing his eyes.

"How many points would you give yourself?" Hong Yi asked.

"Nine points," Yan Bei Han pondered.

She knew that Duan Xiyang was right beside her, and while she was discussing with Hong Yi, in reality, ever since leaving the headquarters of the Only Me Religion, every action she took, her first reaction to all matters, and every word she spoke, was like an answer on an exam.

Throughout this journey, she seemed to be casually experiencing the martial world, but in every moment, her heart was tightly wound.

Duan Xiyang's personal scoring was indeed a rare honor. But the score given by this first seat was extremely harsh! It was very difficult to achieve!

Even Yan Bei Han didn't dare to relax for a moment.

"Not a perfect score?" Hong Yi chuckled.

"I haven't seen through Fang Zhe's intentions, so it's not a perfect score," Yan Bei Han sighed.

...

Yan Bei Han hadn't seen through Fang Zhe's intentions, and neither had Feng Yun. None of the other members of the fourteen sects in the Four Seas and Eight Corners Tower had seen through them either.

But in reality...

Fang Zhe himself didn't even know his own intentions.

He had indeed stirred up trouble, but as for the direction it would take, he himself didn't have a clear idea.

He only knew one thing: these people gathering here must have a purpose!

And before he arrived, they had already started their gathering, but the Guardians weren't involved.

This wouldn't do! So Fang Zhe came to cause a ruckus first, firmly establishing his grudge value, and then creating an excuse for himself to stay.

No matter what, he couldn't let these people achieve their goals so smoothly and without restraint here.

This was Fang Zhe's intention.

As for the direction to take later, that was a matter for later.

Whatever I do, the Ninth Master will definitely support me.

This time, it's still the task assigned by the Vice-Chief of the Only Me Religion.

So Fang Zhe had confidence in his heart.

Whether I advance or retreat, as long as I don't die, there won't be any problems.

Ye Meng was busy registering, her pen flying across the paper.

The disciples of Zi Yi Palace lined up, one by one.

When several female disciples of Zi Yi Palace came forward to register, their faces filled with grievance, their eyes accusing Fang Zhe. "Senior Brother Fang, you really don't give us any face."

These few were the same ones who had appeared among the younger generation of the sects before, and had been guided by Fang Zhe.

Now, their hearts were filled with grievance. Why had such a good Senior Brother Fang become like this?

Fang Zhe smiled apologetically, "Junior Sister, don't blame me. This is something I can't help. Your sect has its dignity to uphold, but I also have to follow the rules of the Guardians.

"When the two conflict, I have no choice. After all, if you go back, everything will be fine, and there won't be any problems. But if I, unlike you, make a mistake, and there won't be any consequences. I have to pass the merit assessment."

Fang Zhe spoke gently, "Junior Sister, do you think it's as easy in your sect as it is in the Guardian's workplace?"

"Moreover... So many sects haven't spoken up. The Heavenly Palace, the Netherworld, and the Netherworld Palace, which one isn't powerful? Have they spoken up? Why did your Zi Yi Palace jump out first? Think about it, if you had jumped out, and I failed my task, wouldn't the Guardian's reputation be completely ruined by me? If I went back, what would happen? Am I right or wrong? Isn't this the logic? So no matter what, I have to complete this task."

Fang Zhe sighed, "Junior Sister, it's not that I'm being unfair. Today's events were indeed forced upon me by your Zi Yi Palace. And now you're telling me you're being wronged... I'm speechless. You saw everything... How did it become you being wronged?"

With a sigh, Yan Bei Han looked helpless, "I understand your sect's need to maintain its dignity, but you should also understand the Guardian's reputation.

Just as Senior Brother Fang said: if our Zi Yi Palace didn't jump out first, could this have happened?

Is the Purple Robe Palace strong? Compared to the Heavenly Palace, Netherworld, and the Netherworld Palace, what is the Purple Robe Palace? They didn't even speak up, but a reckless young man from the Purple Robe Palace went and provoked Fang Che, pushing him into a corner... What could Fang Che do? He was also very helpless.

Fang Che's words were not just directed at the young girls of the Purple Robe Palace.

The elders of the Purple Robe Palace were also not far away.

Everyone's faces were filled with suppressed anger and resentment, but after hearing Fang Che's words, they gradually calmed down.

If you think about it carefully, what did Fang Zong do wrong?

He was just performing his official duties.

But because of a single disciple's words, the Purple Robe Palace became the target of criticism. As the representative of the guardians, could they afford to let this happen in front of such a large audience? If you put yourself in Fang Che's shoes, what would you do? You could only suppress the Purple Robe Palace first before dealing with other matters!

Otherwise, it would be a complete embarrassment!

If it really came to that, it would be too late to die.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at Bei Zhen, who had initiated this matter, everyone's anger rose.

You're really showing off, aren't you?

You're just looking for trouble!

The members of the Only Righteous Sect remained silent, the Heavenly Palace didn't make a sound, the Netherworld didn't utter a word, and the other members of the Netherworld Palace and Azure Palace didn't react either. It was only you who came out and howled like that...

You must be full of yourself! You jerk!

With just one howl, you've rubbed the Purple Robe Palace's face in the dirt!

Even Elder Lv Zheng's gaze softened as he watched Fang Che patiently coaxing the young girls of the Purple Robe Palace, his smile gentle and his demeanor polite, causing him to sigh as well.

Why go through all this trouble?

Fang Che turned to look at him, clasped his fists, and smiled apologetically, "Elder Lv, I'm sorry. It was truly unavoidable."

Elder Lv Zheng sighed and scowled, "It's already come to this..."

He was speechless.

Dong Yun Yu wanted to speak, but was immediately twisted hard by Fang Che at the waist, causing her face to contort, "I... damn it... what are you doing!"

Fang Che humphed, "Shut up first. Wait, there will be plenty of opportunities for you to show your skills."

Dong Yun Yu pouted in silence.

Now that the situation had unfolded, everything was proceeding according to Fang Che's rhythm. Why would Fang Che let Dong Yun Yu speak at this time? If she opened her mouth, it would be an indiscriminate attack, even more irritating than a stench. What if it caused further conflict?

"In this situation, I just want to recite a poem," Dong Yun Yu pouted.

"Don't recite it now, wait for the right opportunity," Fang Che firmly refused.

Dong Yun Yu humphed, turned her head away, and held her long sword in her arms. Her white clothes were like snow, and her expression was as cold as ice.

Her face was like ice, her gaze was like frozen ice, and her eyes were like cold ice, showing no signs of smiling.

The people from the Purple Robe Palace quickly finished registering.

The young girls waved their hands, "Thank you, Brother Fang. Goodbye, Brother Fang. Let's spar when we have time."

Fang Che's face bloomed like a flower, "Goodbye, goodbye. Let's spar when we have time."

He felt a chill beside him.

Turning his head, he saw Ye Meng's icy gaze, coldly staring at him.

"Ahem," Fang Che touched his nose and waved his hand, "No, no, you're all too beautiful. My wife will be jealous. From now on, I want to break off all ties with you! Don't talk to me anymore."

Immediately, the girls burst into laughter, "We insist on talking to you, we insist on sparring with you, and we insist on letting your wife beat you up!"

They laughed as they left.

The atmosphere became harmonious.

This left the high-level members of the other sects, including Feng Yun and the others from the Only Righteous Sect, stunned and speechless. Was this possible? Just a moment ago, the atmosphere was tense and hostile, but now this young man had flirted with their young disciples and not only avoided trouble but also eased the tension...

Above.

Hong Yi couldn't help but narrow her eyes and glance at Yan Bei Han. The current situation was just as Yan Bei Han had predicted.

Indeed, it was unfolding as Yan Bei Han had foreseen.

Even Duan Xi Yang couldn't help but open his eyes slightly, staring intently at Yan Bei Han.

Over at Feng Yun's side.

"What talent..."

An elder behind Feng Yun's face twisted, "This damn kid... how does he have this kind of connection?"

Feng Yun also looked stunned.

This was because he had completely forgotten that Fang Che had this kind of relationship. With these young girls helping him, there was indeed nothing to worry about. With a simple statement of duty, and with the scapegoat on the Purple Robe Palace's side, the conflict was diverted. Damn it, Fang Che, the instigator, actually got away with it!

"I overlooked the connections he established among the young generation of King Rank Warriors."

Feng Yun sighed softly.

"This is my oversight. This Fang Che, when he initially provoked the opposition, he must have been prepared to use this backup plan. The killing power of little girls towards their sect's elders is unparalleled... especially for talented, well-behaved, and beautiful young female disciples..."

Feng Yun's expression became more serious.

Could it be that Fang Che's thoughts were so deep?

As the Spring Festival approached, the desire to write diminished day by day, it was truly evil.

(End of Chapter)

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