The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 445: A Gentleman's Jade is Fit for His Task (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 445: A Gentleman's Jade is Fit for His Task (Part 1)

Chapter 445: A Gentleman's Jade is Fit for His Task (Part 1)

Fang Che gently stroked the tiger cub's head.

After a long while, Fang Che whispered, "Go. Go find your mom and dad. That's where you belong."

Little White whimpered softly in his throat, nuzzling against Fang Che and Yan Bei Han, reluctant to leave.

Yan Bei Han hugged the little white tiger's neck, tears streaming down her face.

After a while, she gently patted the cub's neck twice, saying, "Go, Little White. I'll miss you."

On the opposite peak.

The white tiger couple's urging voices grew louder.

Little White swished his tail, turned to look at Little Bear, took two steps back, and let out a roar.

He took another two steps back.

Finally, he roared towards the sky, turned around, and sprinted away.

In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the summit of the opposite mountain.

Reuniting with the white tiger couple.

Three white tigers stood on the opposite peak, gazing intently.

Yan Bei Han waved frantically.

The little white tiger let out a thunderous roar, filled with reluctance to part, and the white tiger couple roared in response. They had massive wings on their backs, which they flapped twice, seemingly bidding farewell.

The white tiger couple's figures then disappeared from the summit.

They were gone.

On the opposite peak, only the little white tiger remained, standing alone.

It stood atop the peak, its white fur billowing in the wind.

Its tail swayed gently.

Staring intently across the distance.

After a long while.

The white tiger couple's urging voices echoed, but the little white tiger paid no heed.

Time passed.

The little white tiger let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, without a backward glance, it leaped off the cliff and disappeared.

Yan Bei Han burst into tears, sobbing, "Little White..."

Suddenly, she felt a void in her heart, as if something was missing.

Fang Che sighed softly.

He looked at Little Bear.

The little tiger had left, and Little Bear would soon follow, right? As he was thinking, he saw Little Bear stand up and approach him, snuggling into his embrace.

It greedily inhaled his aura.

Fang Che suddenly understood, exclaiming, "You... you're leaving too?"

At these words, Yan Bei Han stopped crying, turning around in shock.

Her eyes even held a hint of despair.

Little Bear's wet eyes gazed at Fang Che, and it extended its tongue, licking his face.

Then, it walked to Yan Bei Han's side, leaning into her embrace, greedily breathing as if to forever remember her scent.

It also extended its tongue, licking Yan Bei Han's face.

Yan Bei Han tensed, grabbing Little Bear's front paws, and said anxiously, "Little Bear, please don't tell me you're leaving too! You can't go!"

Little Bear's eyes expressed clear regret.

It just stared at Yan Bei Han.

Yan Bei Han understood.

Her heart sank, and she felt a chill throughout her body.

She looked at Little Bear in disbelief, seeing the apology in its eyes.

She couldn't hold back her tears, which fell like rain.

Crying, she pleaded, "You... please stay for two more days. Just two days, Little Bear, please?"

The apology in Little Bear's eyes deepened.

Its little paw remained in Yan Bei Han's grasp, and it didn't struggle, allowing her to hold it. It looked at her apologetically.

Yan Bei Han understood.

She slowly released Little Bear's paw and said sadly, "Go... I know it's time, and the Yin-Yang World has opened... or perhaps, you can't stay either?"

Little Bear stepped back, its front paws touching the ground, and looked up at Yan Bei Han.

It took a few steps back.

Simultaneously, it looked at Fang Che and Yan Bei Han, its eyes emitting a human-like glow.

It was bidding farewell.

Its short tail swayed, and it whimpered twice.

Fang Che sighed, "Go. Since you're leaving, don't linger."

Little Bear hesitated.

After a while, it slowly turned around.

"Little Bear!"

Yan Bei Han's voice turned shrill, already breaking.

Little Bear's body trembled, but it didn't turn back.

Then, its small body transformed into a black light, rushing towards the Yin-Yang World.

As the black light spanned the heavens and the earth, halfway through, it seemed to pause.

Then, it seemed to look back.

Finally, it accelerated, a black light, disappearing into the Yin-Yang World.

Yan Bei Han's vision darkened, and she plopped down on the ground.

Her eyes were vacant, and tears streamed down her face.

Ever since entering the Yin-Yang World, no matter what kind of hopeless situations she encountered, Yan Bei Han had never cried.

Not a single tear had fallen!

But today, she completely lost control, wailing uncontrollably, unconcerned about her appearance, as tears fell like a broken string of beads.

"They're gone, all of them... Why did they leave? Waaah..."

Unaware of when it happened, Yan Bei Han leaned against Fang Che's shoulder, crying with snot and tears.

Her grief was overwhelming, and she couldn't stop.

Fang Che hesitated, wanting to embrace her shoulders, but his hand remained extended for a long while before he finally withdrew it.

Yan Bei Han felt the warmth of Fang Che's shoulder.

She also sensed Fang Che's intention to embrace her, but he ultimately retracted his hand.

Yan Bei Han's sadness deepened.

She cried without end.

Crying and crying, she suddenly leaped up, sobbing, "Fang Che! I hate you! I hate you forever!"

She ran away, crying all the way, moving further and further away.

Fang Che quickly stood up, calling out, "Where are you going?"

Yan Bei Han's figure stopped on a slope hundreds of feet away, turning around to reveal a tear-stained face. From the distance, her red, swollen eyes stared intently at Fang Che's figure.

After a long while, she choked out, "The Yin-Yang World has opened. Fang Che, let's go our separate ways."

After saying these words, she finally managed to control her emotions.

She said softly, "We've always been together. I only stayed because I liked Little Bear, but now that Little Bear has left, what's the point of staying together?

Fang Che, you have your mission, and I have my duty. The Great Dao leads to the heavens, and we each walk our own path."

Her slender figure stood in the mountain wind, her delicate body amidst the raging storm, her hair disheveled and fluttering, her robes dancing wildly.

She spoke clearly, "Fang Che, you and I... Farewell, for now."

Her body suddenly rose, as if lifted by the fierce wind.

Her petite frame floated like a sprite in the wind, and in an instant, she disappeared without a trace.

Fang Che stood atop the mountain.

From start to finish, he didn't move.

Nor did he make any attempt to keep her.

His gaze lingered on the hillside where Yan Bei Han had just stood, where the wild grass swayed in the wind.

Fang Che's eyes deepened.

After a long while, he finally closed his eyes.

The mountain breeze blew, and his chest felt a chill.

Those were the traces of Yan Bei Han's tears.

Just as he was about to leave, he noticed a bundle and three jade bottles where Yan Bei Han had been sitting.

Upon inspection, they turned out to be three bottles of Cloud Pills and a thousand Divine Crystals.

She had long planned to part ways, so she was well-prepared, even leaving behind resources for their separation.

Fang Che's heart suddenly ached, and he couldn't describe the feeling.

His nose felt numb, and his heart clenched tightly.

He couldn't catch his breath.

After a long while, he sighed softly, "Ah..."

The low sigh scattered in the wind.

...

The sudden appearance of the Yin-Yang World made everyone realize something.

The true Yin-Yang World had just opened! All the survivors were heading towards the boundary of the Yin-Yang World.

Fang Che didn't move from the mountain where Yan Bei Han and Little Bear had departed.

He only felt his heart was heavy, as if weighed down by lead.

After nine years together, guarding over Yan Bei Han, a peerless beauty with exceptional cultivation, temperament, and character, she was the perfect woman that almost every man dreamed of.

It was impossible for Fang Che to have no feelings.

But he had always restrained himself.

Or perhaps they could directly spar and fight.

From Yan Bei Han's initial openness to her final years of acting like a little girl, Fang Che saw it all.

He wasn't stupid.

On the contrary, he was very clear-headed.

He understood what Yan Bei Han's demeanor represented, and he knew the reasons behind each of her changes.

But he couldn't accept it.

Yan Bei Han was restraining herself, and so was Fang Che.

Both of them struggled with their restraint.

Fang Che also understood that in the final moments, was Yan Bei Han really crying because of Little White Tiger and Little Bear's departure? Probably not.

At least, not for the most part.

But Yan Bei Han's departure was so decisive and resolute, something Fang Che had never expected.

This wise woman truly achieved one thing: the ability to let go.

But could she truly let go?

Fang Che picked up the three bottles of pills and a thousand Divine Crystals that Yan Bei Han had left behind.

This was a token of her heart, and it weighed heavily on Fang Che's heart, causing him pain.

He didn't know what Yan Bei Han was thinking when she left these items.

But... it was probably very complicated, right?

Just then, from a distance, the sound of clothes tearing through the air reached them.

Could it be that Yan Bei Han had returned?

Fang Che's heart leaped with joy he couldn't control, and he turned to look with anticipation.

But he saw a group of people rushing like the wind through the forest, heading towards the Yin-Yang boundary.

And as they passed by, the small hill where he stood was on their route.

They were all dressed in black.

There were about thirty of them.

Fang Che stood tall on the mountain peak, and as he looked into the wind, he recognized a familiar face.

It was the Netherworld Palace.

Leading them was none other than the Holy Maiden, Lan Xin Xue.

All thirty of them moved with fluidity, speed, and remarkable cultivation.

Fang Che sensed their power, and on average, they were all at the Emperor Rank, while Lan Xin Xue had already reached the Lord Rank.

"Not bad progress."

Fang Che muttered to himself.

But he also understood that after experiencing so many events, the Netherworld Palace members couldn't have had it easy either.

He recalled that when they entered, there were one hundred and twenty of them, and now, only thirty-two remained.

They had lost eighty-eight people, a heavy loss.

It was evident that they had endured a tragic ordeal.

For some reason, seeing Lan Xin Xue now, Fang Che didn't feel like 'stirring up the Reclusive Sect's conflict' as before.

Instead, he felt a sense of disinterest.

Especially knowing that Lan Xin Xue had used him as a furnace, he now felt a sense of 'disgust.'

It was a bit nauseating.

Comparing her to Yan Bei Han, he felt that he was far inferior in every aspect.

The difference was like heaven and earth, not even worthy of carrying her shoes!

But at that moment, Lan Xin Xue and the others had already spotted Fang Che standing on the small hill.

They immediately rushed over.

After running halfway, Lan Xin Xue exclaimed with joy, "Oh, it's Senior Brother Fang, this is wonderful!"

The others remained silent.

But it wasn't their turn to speak, as the ones who entered were all young disciples, and the one who called the shots was Lan Xin Xue.

It was an unavoidable situation.

Fang Che smiled, "Hey, Junior Sister Lan, your vitality is amazing. It seems you've gained a lot in the Yin-Yang World."

"Senior Brother Fang, you're teasing me again!"

Lan Xin Xue's face turned red, and she pouted playfully.

Her youthful charm and innocence radiated, with bright eyes and white teeth, her face as beautiful as jade.

Vibrant and youthful, she was instantly endearing to all who laid eyes on her, prompting a protective instinct.

But Fang Che's heart was filled with disgust.

His face, however, remained composed, and he smiled, "Junior Sister Lan is always so calm and composed, and her cultivation progress is remarkable. This is something we all can see for ourselves. Why are you still making fun of me?"

Lan Xinxue's face reddened slightly, and she hummed, "Who doesn't know that Senior Brother Fang is a Heavenborn Genius? It's only fair that you reap more benefits than us. We've endured so much hardship, risking our lives countless times, enduring untold suffering."

As she spoke, she stole a glance at Fang Che's face, her gaze filled with affection.

"Senior Brother Fang, from now on, I'll follow you. Please don't neglect me, okay?" Lan Xinxue pouted.

The girl blushed.

In this dangerous place, she had unexpectedly encountered her beloved, and the feeling of having someone to rely on was truly pitiful.

If it were anyone else, they might have already lost their minds.

Fang Che seemed to laugh from the heart.

Lan Xinxue's heart immediately relaxed.

Fang Che looked at the others from the Netherworld Palace, and many of them had eyes filled with hostility towards him.

He immediately made a judgment: It seemed the others didn't know about Lan Xinxue's cultivation method.

But this was to be expected, after all, the Palace Treasure Art was not something an ordinary person would have the qualifications to know.

So, he asked with concern, "I thought there were 120 of you? How come you're all separated? Or did you lose contact?"

"Senior Brother Fang..." Lan Xinxue's eyes welled up with tears. "The other senior brothers, senior sisters, junior brothers, and junior sisters... they're all... resting in peace in the Yin Yang Realm... waaah..."

Fang Che was utterly shocked, his mouth agape, and he said in a tone of utter surprise, "How could this be... Oh... Such misfortune. This Yin Yang Realm..."

He then asked with confusion, "The Netherworld Palace and the Underworld are so close, how could they not tell you how to avoid danger? How could so many of you be lost?"

As these words left his mouth, over thirty people revealed expressions of shock.

Avoid danger?

Lan Xinxue was also taken aback and said, "Senior Brother Fang, it seems like you know how to avoid danger. Could it be that you know the method?"

Fang Che said, "The method to avoid danger is actually very simple. Just find a place by a mountain and river, use our sect's poison to set up a safe area, and within the first five years, you can stay safe. But the body of water must be large and deep, and after these years, our cultivation will be sufficient to face some dangers. Even if we encounter something perilous, even if we can't win, escaping with our lives shouldn't be too difficult."

He smiled and said, "It's a simple method, crucial within the first five years. As far as I know, that's what the Underworld people did."

Lan Xinxue's eyes filled with doubt. "The Underworld people... they told you this?"

Fang Che laughed, "Do you think Holy Son Yin Yunxiao would rather see me turned to ashes than tell me a method to save my life?"

At this, Lan Xinxue also laughed, feeling embarrassed, "I spoke out of turn, Senior Brother Fang. How did you know then?"

Fang Che chuckled, he chuckled, "That's a secret."

He then laughed heartily, "To be honest, it's not worth mentioning. When I first came here, I also thought to enhance my cultivation while adventuring. But I never expected the monster beasts to be so ferocious. After a few close calls, I almost lost my life."

"Then, I fled for my life. On the fifth month of my escape, I accidentally discovered a campsite by an enormous lake. I sneaked over quietly, but the monster beasts chasing me didn't follow..."

"So, I hid nearby and realized they weren't pursuing me... because... haha, you know the reason. So, I stayed there, and by chance, I overheard Holy Son's words, and only then did I understand there was a way to avoid danger. Wow, it's that simple!"

"Then what happened?" Several people asked together.

"Then I left, quietly searching for another mountain and river spot. I focused on my cultivation, and only after seven and a half years did I finally emerge."

Fang Che sighed, "I must say, the knowledge of a grand sect is indeed extensive, far surpassing us wandering cultivators."

He looked at Lan Xinxue and said, "I thought you already knew about this, but I never imagined you didn't."

Fang Che expressed his regret, "With this, I've become a gossip-monger behind your back in your eyes, Little Sister Lan. Please don't take this to heart."

"How could I? We're grateful to Senior Brother Fang, and that's an understatement," Lan Xinxue forced a smile.

But her face already carried a hint of gloom.

Not only him, but also the other disciples from the Netherworld Palace, all wore an expression of disbelief.

Such a simple method to avoid danger, and the Underworld didn't utter a word!

What does this mean? Especially for those whose siblings or beloved had died in the Yin Yang Realm, their eyes immediately filled with anger.

Holy Son, Underworld, you're utterly despicable! Just a single message, and you tell us this? Why hide it? Because of you, so many of us died!

Someone already shed tears.

Deeply mourning for their loved ones (siblings), this is still an alliance? Still of the same sect? Still an alliance through marriage? This is still united in spirit?

One of the girls stepped forward, anger in her voice, "Holy Daughter, for this matter, the Underworld people owe us an explanation!"

Lan Xinxue hesitated, "This explanation, it's not easy to ask for."

And for so many years, there has been no record of this incident in the Yin Yang Realm trials...”

A disciple, filled with anger, exclaimed, “That means the Underworld has been hiding this from us for so many years!

(End of Chapter)

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