The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 456: Dividing the Loot [10,000 Words] (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 456: Dividing the Loot [10,000 Words] (Part 1)

Chapter 456: Dividing the Loot [10,000 Words] (Part 1)

Ziwei Dadi sighed inwardly.

Sun Xiaoyang and Xue Fuxiao, these two, instead of retreating, were actually advancing towards him. Not only that, they were even thinking of retreating him. Truly... No!

Ziwei Dadi suddenly realized: they had already advanced!

One at 35% and the other at 36%...

Ziwei Dadi was left speechless.

What was this all about...

The Light Gate opened.

Yin-Yang Energy flooded out, instantly connecting Heaven and Hell.

In full view of everyone.

A person took the lead and walked out, dressed in black, their entire body exuding a repressed dark aura.

They held a dead person in their arms.

It was none other than the Netherworld Prince, Yin Yunxiao.

Everyone couldn't help but marvel, truly worthy of being the top-notch super sect, the Netherworld had actually managed to surpass the Heavenly Palace, with the first person to emerge.

Immediately after, the Netherworld Disciples followed, each with a repressed aura.

The people from the Netherworld were originally filled with a sinister and eerie air, their ghostly energy permeating the surroundings. But when Yin Yunxiao and the others emerged, the feeling they gave off was... They were not like ghosts, but rather... like humans.

Filled with repressed sorrow, intense, hysterical, and all kinds of negative energies that could be described.

Qin Guang Wang and Chu Jiang Wang had been waiting with smiles on their faces.

However, as soon as Yin Yunxiao and the others appeared, the smiles on their faces immediately vanished.

Their eyes also changed, filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

Until the twenty-sixth person emerged, and no more Netherworld Disciples were seen, Qin Guang Wang immediately grew anxious: "Yin Yunxiao, where are the others?"

"The others... are gone. They all died."

Yin Yunxiao spoke woodenly: "...Only the twenty-six of us survived. The other junior brothers have perished within the Yin-Yang Realm. Before Zhang Shidi could come out, he was killed by Only Me Sect's Feng Yun."

Yin Yunxiao took a step forward, his face grim, and he knelt down with a thud: "Disciple has sinned, I have tarnished the reputation of the Netherworld. There is no forgiveness for this sin!"

Qin Guang Wang drew in a cold breath.

His eyes widened, completely shocked: "One hundred and fifty disciples entered the Yin-Yang Realm, and only twenty-six came out?"

Yin Yunxiao and twenty-five junior brothers knelt on the ground, bowing deeply: "Yes!"

Qin Guang Wang and Chu Jiang Wang trembled all over, feeling as if their hearts were being wrenched with pain.

One hundred and fifty genius disciples!

Those who were called geniuses within the Netherworld, a super sect, what kind of existence were they?

They were undoubtedly the future pillars.

Each and every one of them was exceptionally talented! Moreover, many of them were descendants of the sect's high-ranking members.

One hundred and twenty-four had died!

For the Netherworld, this was already considered a major shock!

Qin Guang Wang's lips quivered, forcibly suppressing the grief in his heart, as this was not the time to deal with family matters.

He asked in a deep voice: "With so many casualties... what was the harvest?"

When asked about the harvest, Yin Yunxiao and the Netherworld Disciples who had emerged knelt even lower, not daring to move their heads.

Some of them even had tears dripping onto the ground.

"The harvest..."

Yin Yunxiao's tears fell: "Just before the trial in the Yin-Yang Realm ended, they were all... taken away by Only Me Sect's Feng Yun!"

"What?"

Qin Guang Wang was furious: "He took everything?"

"Yes."

"Did he take everything from the twenty-six people?"

"Yes."

Qin Guang Wang was stunned: "Not even a single blade of grass was brought out?"

"Disciple has sinned!"

Yin Yunxiao kept his head firmly on the ground.

Qin Guang Wang and Chu Jiang Wang both felt their heads go blank for a moment.

Then they felt their faces burning.

Shaved bald!

The Netherworld had been shaved bald!

The two turned their heads in a daze, looking at the four people on the ninth floor. They wanted to say something, but their lips trembled, unable to speak.

He said dejectedly: "Get up, having such an experience is also a good thing. At the very least in the future... don't underestimate the heroes of the world."

"Disciple understands."

Yin Yunxiao kept his head lowered.

Leading the twenty-five junior brothers, they entered the private room. And then they never came out again.

The atmosphere was very oppressive.

Qin Guang Wang and Chu Jiang Wang felt their bodies go cold, truly unsure of how to explain this back home.

Feng Yun had taken everything from them!

What to do?

Seek Ziwei Dadi to make a decision?

Didn't they see Sun Xiaoyang sitting up there? Yet Ziwei Dadi clearly heard but didn't move a muscle.

If Sun Xiaoyang wasn't there, oh well, even if he was, Ziwei Dadi might not be able to retrieve it from Feng Yun.

The two were disheartened, not saying a word, and returned to their chairs with sullen faces.

Now, the only hope was: hopefully, the other mountain sects also had bald heads.

That way, perhaps the Netherworld wouldn't be so embarrassed...

The second group to emerge did not disappoint, and it was indeed the Heavenly Palace.

The Heavenly Palace had also sent in one hundred and fifty people.

Taiyang Xingjun and Taiyin Xingjun's eyes nearly popped out, and they only saw thirty-six people emerge.

"The others... all died inside?"

Jiang Bi Huang's face turned grim: "Yes. The other junior brothers and sisters... have all perished."

All the sect elders felt their vision go dark, even the Heavenly Palace and the Netherworld had suffered such casualties. What about us?

Immediately, they were filled with confusion: in the past, the Yin-Yang Realm trials were also dangerous, but they had never heard of such heavy casualties.

"This time, with heavy casualties, we were fortunate to have some harvest..."

Jiang Bi Huang handed over his spatial ring: "All the junior brothers and sisters are inside my ring. The harvest is not much..."

"Having a harvest is good."

Taiyang Xingjun took the ring, checked it, and immediately smiled wryly.

The gazes of the two Underworld Kings, Qin Guang Wang and Chu Jiang Wang, met.

The two Underworld Kings' faces immediately twisted with anger and frustration, and they turned their heads away.

"This time, the rules inside have changed a lot. We were inside for not just the usual three months, but a full ten years!"

Jiang Bi Huang exclaimed in disbelief, "Moreover, the other rules... and the monsters were also different from the records... and the environment..."

As Jiang Bi Huang described, all the elders from various sects were collectively stunned.

Why such a drastic change this time?

Why?

This is truly baffling. After so many years, there has never been a similar situation. Why is it like this now?

Subsequently...

Feng Yun and Yan Bei Han emerged side by side.

Taiyang Xingjun coughed and said, "According to the customary rules, the harvest obtained from the Yin-Yang Realm needs to be calculated, and a portion of the resources must be handed over..."

On the ninth floor, Sun Xiaoyang let out a cold hum and said indifferently, "Feng Yun, Yan Bei Han, if you dare to take out and hand over the things I want, I'll break your legs when you return!"

Taiyang Xingjun: "..."

Yan Bei Han spoke with a hint of cunning, "Grandpa Duan, how did you regain your original appearance... Yes, granddaughter obeys Grandpa Duan's instructions and will never hand over the items."

Sun Xiaoyang said, "Besides, they won't ask for it, will they, Ziwei?"

Ziwei Dadi burst into laughter, "Only two people entered the Yin-Yang Realm, so let the younger generation keep it. Regardless, this face must be given to Brother Duan."

Sun Xiaoyang chuckled, his smile not reaching his eyes, "Come on up, you two."

The two of them flew up.

Feng Yun hurriedly paid his respects.

There were four people above who required a bow of worship.

Sun Xiaoyang ignored Feng Yun and directly asked Yan Bei Han, "How much did you harvest?"

Yan Bei Han then passed over the ring she obtained from the Yin-Yang Realm.

The reason she didn't put it into her own spatial ring was because... it couldn't fit.

Ziwei Dadi's pupils constricted as he saw the ring, "Yin-Yang Realm ring? Girl, did you fill it up by more than seventy percent?"

Yan Bei Han smiled coyly, "No, I chopped down quite a few trees inside."

Sun Xiaoyang took the ring and laughed, "Oh, they really are trees."

Then he tossed the Yin-Yang Realm ring into his own spatial ring.

When the time comes, he'll decompose it inside; after all, it's impossible to take it out and look at it.

Ziwei Dadi exhaled, thinking to himself, 'I don't believe your evil intentions. Your Only Me Sect's First Princess entered the Yin-Yang Realm for training and chopped down a pile of trees. Do you and your granddaughter think I'm brain-damaged?'

He then asked, "Brother Duan, are they really trees?"

"They're trees."

"What kind of trees?"

"Big trees."

"How many?"

"Many."

"Bring them out for a look then."

"Go fck yourself!" Sun Xiaoyang was annoyed.

Do you think I'm being gentle and kind just because I spoke a few words with you? You're shining with sunshine and you think you can brighten up the whole world?

Then, the elders from various sects, including Qingming Palace and other major palaces, came out one after another.

The elders waiting outside stretched their necks, and then they all trembled in pain.

The sect with the fewest entrants was Pagoda Mountain Sect, with a hundred people.

But the sect with the most people coming out had less than thirty.

The worst hit was Pagoda Mountain Sect.

A hundred people went in, and only six came out! Ninety-four people died inside! A mortality rate of over ninety percent!

"Why has the Yin-Yang Realm become so cruel? With such a high mortality rate, can this still be called a trial? A trial?"

The elders of Pagoda Mountain Sect cried out in anger.

No one could answer this question.

Not even the Heavenly Palace or the Underworld knew.

No one knew what had happened?

But... every sect had a mortality rate of over eighty percent, causing the pain of every sect leader to be felt through their bones!

The atmosphere became oppressively gloomy.

After this trial ended, when they returned, almost every sect would have to hold a grand funeral.

What happened?

Why is it like this?

What happened inside?

How did they die?

These questions couldn't be asked now; there were too many people.

Moreover, the disciples who came out all had expressions of anger and frustration, and there must be a reason for this. But these reasons couldn't be explained in front of everyone.

The sect leaders were all shrewd; they immediately suppressed their doubts, began comforting the disciples, organized them, checked the harvest, and decided to hand over thirty percent of the total.

They were waiting for the people from the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld to come and collect.

The leaders of the various sects had originally planned to beg for leniency and hand over less.

But after learning about the Underworld's bald head, they knew there was no hope, so they didn't even try to test the waters.

They were all shrewd; everyone understood this. There was no need to touch that pile of ashes.

Moreover, Ziwei Dadi was right there, his divine perception enveloping the entire place, making any secret deductions completely impossible.

All the elders sighed in their hearts.

This time's Yin-Yang Realm trial was truly... indescribably complicated.

Even the Only Me Sect only sent two people, and two came out. Their survival rate was actually one hundred percent."

Not right!

There's still someone who hasn't come out.

The Only Me Sect's two people came out, but what about Guardian Continent's two? Did they die inside?

Xue Fuxiao's eyes flickered, and her face turned gloomy.

Yan Bei Han, who had come out earlier, quietly sensed with her divine perception and checked the bones and meridians... Indeed, they were brought out.

But her own cultivation level from the Yin-Yang Realm wasn't brought out.

In the aftermath, Yan Bei Han's Monarch-level cultivation remained intact.

However, his Venerable-level cultivation had vanished.

"As expected, only cultivation cannot be brought out. I can sense progress, and there are fluctuations in cultivation, but no breakthrough. Other than that, everything else is fine."

Yan Bei Han's heart pondered silently.

At the same time, he was both surprised and amazed. How was this Yin-Yang Realm achieved?

Entering, his cultivation was stripped away, and he felt nothing. Exiting, his cultivation was still stripped, and he still felt nothing. This was truly beyond comprehension.

Hong Yi quietly asked beside him, "How do you feel after this trip?"

Yan Bei Han's eyes flashed with memories, and he softly replied, "It's quite remarkable."

Pausing for a moment, he repeated, "...quite remarkable."

A smile crept onto Hong Yi's lips, "Did you have fun?"

"Fun," Yan Bei Han confirmed.

"Didn't you feel any danger?"

Yan Bei Han pondered for a moment before answering, "As for danger...there was some, but the more dangerous it was, the more unforgettable and enjoyable it became."

He recalled the times when Fang Che repeatedly risked his life to save him, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Hong Yi spoke with deep meaning, "Did you meet anyone inside?"

Yan Bei Han's heart immediately sounded an alarm.

So, he smiled and said, "I met Feng Yun inside, but we separated soon after. However, these ten years have been very relaxing. Hong Yi, do you know what it's like to completely unwind, not having to worry about anything? The only consideration is survival! It's very pure. Can you understand this feeling?"

Hong Yi's heart relaxed, as she truly understood this feeling.

Within the upper echelons of the Only Me Sect, everyone was scheming.

On the surface, it seemed calm, but each circle had its own interests and struggles.

Even Yan Nan and his brothers sometimes quarreled.

Not to mention the factions, families, and departments below, whose competitions were even more intense.

For example, the competition between Feng Yun, Feng Xing, Yan Bei Han, Chen Yin, and others.

Even Hong Yi and the Chen family's Ye Feng and Ye Yun, as well as Feng Yi and others, had various conflicts.

If you don't scheme against others, others will scheme against you. There are victories and losses on various levels, and there are also various levels of the Jianghu.

So, she understood Yan Bei Han's fatigue and the relaxation he felt during these ten years.

Therefore, she reminded him, "Now that you're out, you should rein in that relaxed mood. You must be able to control it."

"Mhm," Yan Bei Han nodded obediently.

Once he was fooled, he let out a sigh of relief.

Sun Xiaoyang and Xue Fuxiao remained silent and motionless.

They were all waiting for the representative of the Guardian to appear.

Snowflake Palace's Xue Fuxiao was almost standing up, but then sat back down. He was a bit dazed.

Who was this person, and why didn't he recognize him?

Immediately after, Fang Che also walked out from the Light Gate, and the gate flashed with white and black light. Everyone was quiet, and Fang Che was startled. Why was it so quiet at a time like this? Shouldn't it be lively and bustling?

Just then, a voice asked, "Fang Che, how was your harvest?"

Fang Che followed the sound and immediately felt his heart tighten.

Xue Fuxiao and Sun Xiaoyang were actually sitting there.

Sun Xiaoyang had already restored his true appearance.

No wonder, no wonder.

With these two Venerables and Fengyun Qi here, who would dare to speak?

"I'm ashamed to have let down Elder Xue. This time, the harvest was meager. After all, too few Guardians entered, and we didn't receive any news in advance, which put us at a disadvantage. Fang Che and Dong Yun Yu were alone inside, and with such a small force, our harvest was minimal."

Fang Che spoke respectfully.

As soon as he said these words, Ziwei Dadi's heart instantly filled with rage.

Do you really think Xue Fuxiao doesn't know anything? You even reported in such detail; you might as well say, 'Elder Xue, please ask the Heavenly Palace and Underworld to settle the score. They bullied us!'

Xue Fuxiao's eyes revealed a smile, and he said righteously, "Indeed, although this trial was opened on the Guardian's territory, the Guardian received no news beforehand. This matter is indeed hard to explain. You two fought alone inside, and it must have been difficult."

Dong Yun Yu and Fang Che bowed simultaneously, "We fought for the Guardian's honor, and we were not weary!"

Xue Fuxiao nodded secretly, "Fang Che, did you also bring out a ring filled with Yin-Yang Realm wood?"

Fang Che was momentarily stunned. I hadn't even said anything, and Elder Xue already spoke it out.

Is Elder Xue's mind so sharp?

He immediately nodded, "Fearing I'd lose face for the Guardian, in the absence of any gains, I could only collect some wood."

Then he said, "Dong Yun Yu did the same, only collecting some wood."

Xue Fuxiao frowned, "You two really wasted the opportunity. It's not easy to enter the Yin-Yang Realm, and all you did was cut down some wood...never mind, give it to me. Since it's just a bunch of wood, let's not lose face in front of everyone."

So, Fang Che and Dong Yun Yu took out their spatial rings, and Xue Fuxiao summoned their rings with a wave of his hand.

Fang Che handed over his Yin-Yang Realm ring without any hesitation.

However, Dong Yun Yu handed over his own ring, and at this moment, he looked at Xue Fuxiao with a pitiful expression.

Xue Fuxiao scanned Fang Che's ring with his divine perception, and instantly, his heart filled with joy, his face flushing with excitement for a moment, before returning to normal.

In his heart, there was only one thought: "I struck it rich! I struck it rich! I struck it rich!

(End of Chapter)

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