The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 427: Iron Plate [Stone Pillar Flower Blooms on the Road, Alliance Master Zhu Wishes Everyone - Novel Cool

Chapter 427: Iron Plate [Stone Pillar Flower Blooms on the Road, Alliance Master Zhu Wishes Everyone

Chapter 427: Iron Plate [Stone Pillar Flower Blooms on the Road, Alliance Master Zhu Wishes Everyone a Happy New Year]

Nighttime.

Fang Che lay on the rooftop, gazing at the starry sky.

The stars twinkled.

His thoughts wandered without end.

With the Only Righteous Sect gone, would the world become a better place?

Fang Che didn't know.

He felt that perhaps it would be slightly better than it was now, but it wouldn't be much different. The only difference was that without the demon, there would only be the bullies left.

People fighting against their own, vying for power and wealth, for money, beauty, for all the glory and luxury, for all the pleasures...

It would still be as chaotic as ever.

But Fang Che didn't want to see that day arrive. He only wanted to quietly retire from the world after the destruction of the Only Righteous Sect and live a peaceful life like he was now.

"It's a pity that Ye Meng isn't by my side, otherwise, it would be even better."

"In a few days, it'll be Hong Er Qiezi's wedding... I promised to go, but it seems I won't be able to make it after all."

Fang Che lay flat on the rooftop, his arms behind his head, enjoying the night breeze, gazing at the drifting clouds and the starry sky, his heart feeling expansive.

Then he slowly drifted off to sleep.

Yan Bei Han was doing the exact same thing as Fang Che, almost to the point of being identical.

She just skipped many steps because in her spatial ring, there was a tent, blankets, pillows, and even a huge white cat pillow that was bigger than herself.

Moreover, she had all kinds of spices and detoxifying pills... everything she needed.

The only thing missing was a house.

Unlike Fang Che, Yan Bei Han directly set up her home on a flat ground with no obstructions on all sides after finding a water source.

She cleared a space within a zhang of the house, setting up various traps.

Beyond a zhang, she scattered seeds and fertilizers, allowing the wild grass to grow vigorously.

Every night, Yan Bei Han worked until midnight, leaving herself only two hours of rest.

In this strange world where she had no one to rely on, this girl truly displayed her strength and wisdom.

After she finished setting everything up and prepared everything she needed, she even specially made a toilet and bathroom for herself.

For these two things, neither Fang Che nor Feng Yun had bothered, as a bathroom was unnecessary, and they could just jump into the water source to wash their butts.

As for the toilet... cough, on this point, the two were completely in sync, even their thought processes were the same: they found a cliff, built a three-sided shelter on the edge, and that was it.

When nature called, they would go to the shelter, stick their butts out over the cliff, and that was that.

As for the smaller needs, the world was their oyster!

After Yan Bei Han settled down to cultivate, exactly seven days had passed.

Three days earlier than Fang Che.

Feng Yun was also very quick, and it took him eight days to set everything up.

Compared to those with spatial rings, the three of them were essentially in sync.

They all ensured they had everything they needed for survival before starting to cultivate.

All three of them were clear on one point: first, they must survive safely, then they could talk about living, and only then could they discuss the quality of life.

And only then could they cultivate!

This was a sequential relationship, and it couldn't be messed up.

In terms of living, one must first ensure survival to live well.

The difference between Fang Che and Yan Bei Han, as well as Feng Yun, was that he didn't have a spatial ring to bring in so many supplies.

In terms of storage, the food and drinks in Feng Yun and Yan Bei Han's spatial rings were enough to support them in cultivating without moving for three to five years or even longer.

Going out to hunt was just for a change of diet.

But Fang Che was different. Fortunately, he now had the ability to control water, and catching fish was no trouble at all.

But eating this thing... don't even mention eating it for years, even a few days would be enough to get sick of it.

So it was inevitable that Fang Che would waste a little more time than Yan Bei Han and Feng Yun, but it couldn't be helped.

In this regard, Fang Che was even inferior to Dong Yun Yu.

Dong Yun Yu had a spatial ring on her!

But when Dong Yun Yu first fell, she was in a terrible state. She ate, vomited, ate again, and endured this for three days. After three days... when she realized that even vomiting wouldn't help, the flying tiger's excrement had become even more unbearable and nauseating.

She worked while vomiting, and by the time a month had passed, she had become so skinny that her skin clung to her bones. Only then did her memory of the incident gradually fade, and she felt a little better.

However, this incident left Dong Yun Yu with a lingering problem: for many years afterward, whenever she saw a similar place or smelled that stench, she would immediately feel nauseous! For many years to come, Dong Yun Yu's toilet was always for her personal use only, and it had to be fragrant without a hint of odor. If there was even the slightest smell, she would lose her appetite...

But let's not get into that now.

In any case, Dong Yun Yu soon recovered and settled down to cultivate.

During this time, several people coincidentally did the same thing, even the way they hypnotized themselves was the same: "I'm just a little Martial Artist, just a Martial Artist...

Don't underestimate this point, as it was crucial to the point of life and death! If they continued to view enemies with their previous cultivation, experience, and perspective, they would surely die without even knowing how!

Their mindset had to change!

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a year had passed.

During this year, Fang Che, Dong Yun Yu, Yan Bei Han, and Feng Yun, the four of them, had an unspoken understanding and made no moves.

Every day, they toiled to strengthen their bodies, cultivate their martial arts, and techniques, while also constantly gaining insights by cross-referencing all the martial arts they had learned and cultivated.

The four of them were instead grateful for this rare opportunity.

Because they were all the type to cultivate quickly, all belonging to the ranks of geniuses. Many low-level techniques and cultivation methods were mastered with ease. However, when their cultivation far surpassed that level, they returned to cultivate the lower-level ones and discovered deeper insights! There were other directions to explore, which had been overlooked at the time. But during this period, they carefully made up for them. They tried to make their already extremely solid foundation even more robust.

And on this point...

The disciples of the Heavenly Palace, Netherworld, and various reclusive sects were different. The longest time any of them spent on these tasks was just four months. Then, they couldn't wait to go out and seek supplies, eager to face life-and-death trials.

Each sect had its own records, and their respective masters had instructed them on what to do after entering. The most important thing was to obtain certain things...

For example, some medicinal ingredients were unavailable outside and could only be found within. They needed to obtain as many as possible.

Because after this trial ended, it would take at least a thousand years in the outside world before they could re-enter the Yin-Yang Realm to replenish these items...

So, they all had clear goals.

They searched far and wide.

At the same time, there were occasional casualties... This world, although devoid of humans, was not lacking in powerful demon beasts.

...

Fang Che cultivated his spirit energy and advanced his cultivation while also re-cultivating.

Swords, spears, halberds, flying blades, and various cultivation methods...

In this regard, everyone's starting point was the same. Because after entering, their cultivation was sealed, and the pills they brought with them couldn't be used—even the most basic ones were of the Royal Grade and above.

How a Martial Master cultivated.

So, the starting line was bizarrely the same.

Fang Che also cultivated his Divine Awareness and Divine Sense.

Because he discovered that in this special realm, he couldn't enter the Divine Awareness Space. In other words, even his Divine Awareness was sealed.

So, he cultivated fervently, wanting to unlock his Divine Awareness as soon as possible.

After getting used to relying on Divine Awareness, suddenly losing it gave him a feeling of being blind, which was extremely inconvenient.

After a full year, when his Divine Awareness finally reached the level of Inner Vision, Fang Che wept.

Outside, Inner Vision was achievable upon entering the Preheaven Realm. Here, the equivalent was at least the level of a Martial General!

At the moment his Divine Awareness was unlocked, Fang Che keenly noticed something different within his Divine Awareness Space.

What exactly was different?

Fang Che searched in vain.

It wasn't until he was examining the Divine Formless Jade that he discovered a small iron plate at the bottom of his Sea of Perception.

An iron plate?

Where did this iron plate come from?

This iron plate was definitely not there before, and Fang Che was familiar with his own Divine Awareness.

But how did this small iron plate appear? When did it appear?

Moreover, the iron plate was covered in rust, and if he were to absorb it into his Sea of Perception, it should leave a deep impression. How did this thing even get in?

This damn thing was his Sea of Perception, not a garbage dump!

Fang Che was completely stunned.

He racked his brains, trying to figure out where this thing came from and when he had come into contact with it, but he couldn't recall no matter what.

The rust on the iron plate slowly vanished, transforming into clusters of white light, which then became Divine Perception Power.

"This... this..."

Fang Che could feel that this Divine Perception Power was purer and more concentrated than his original Divine Perception Power.

But where did this come from? He could confirm that since becoming Fang Che, he had never seen this thing.

So, he even thought about his previous life.

However, the memories of his previous life were mostly blurry. He knew he had experienced many people and events in his life.

But he couldn't recall the names of any of them, including his own.

As for the iron plate, he still couldn't remember; he only felt like he had seen a dazzling white light.

In the end, he still couldn't recall.

That night.

He lay on the wooden bed, his body covered by his clothes.

He was fortunate that when he came, he was still wearing the Golden Star Overseer's cloak, or else he would have had no blanket at all.

Right now, inside, it was cold weather.

Although his cultivation had risen, and he wasn't as afraid of the cold, but he still needed to circulate his energy to resist it. Although cultivating like this would be faster, but... Fang Che still preferred the feeling of being covered by a blanket.

As for the iron plate, he couldn't understand why he had no impression of it, so he didn't want to think about it.

This was always Fang Che's style.

But he was afraid.

Afraid his memories would return!

(End of Chapter)

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