The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 547: A Big Harvest, Rest Assured [Part 2] - Novel Cool

Chapter 547: A Big Harvest, Rest Assured [Part 2]

Chapter 547: A Big Harvest, Rest Assured [Part 2]

Fang Che hesitated, "Disciple... Disciple..."

"Your Uncle-Master won't be stingy!" Sikong Ye said, "Especially now!"

Tian Wang Xiao was so furious he felt like his lungs were about to explode.

"Sikong Ye! You really treat our sect like a filial family, and you even brought your disciple to ask for a gift? Do you believe I'll slap you so hard your roots will be severed?"

Sikong Ye remained indifferent, "That's up to you. If you don't give it, that's fine. Even if you sever my roots, it's your business."

Tian Wang Xiao was so angry he almost wanted to pick up the mountain and smash it on Sikong Ye's head.

This guy was infuriating.

And the timing was impeccable. Before the first night of sparring, he brought his disciple.

If you want the heritage, you must spar with me.

I brought my disciple, and it's only right that I ask for a gift from you.

If you don't give a good gift, I'll definitely make things difficult for you when it comes to the heritage you seek.

I can afford to ask for a gift for my disciple.

But you may not be able to afford the obstacles I'll create for you.

So today, even though I'm seething and furious, this gift must be given!

This is truly outrageous! As the grand demon of the Unique Righteous Sect, I came to Donghu Zhou and got robbed!

Tian Wang Xiao almost felt like questioning his life choices.

What made it worse was deciding what to give. He didn't want to part with anything too good, but one thing was certain: if the gift wasn't good enough, Sikong Ye would definitely make a fuss!

Having his weakness held by someone else felt like a real pain in the ass...

Fang Che bowed again, "Greetings, Uncle-Master... Disciple... Disciple pays his respects."

Tian Wang Xiao was so angry he felt like he was about to develop emphysema.

Gnashing his teeth, he searched through his spatial ring.

This one's too bad, this one's too good... I can't give him any of these.

As he searched, he cursed, "I've never given anything away in thousands of years, and now I know how unpleasant it is to be robbed."

Sikong Ye frowned, "Ning Zai Fei, you're an Uncle-Master, don't you have something good to offer? Is the grand demon of the Unique Righteous Sect so poor?"

"..."

Tian Wang Xiao raged, "I'm afraid if I take it out, it'll blind your dog eyes!"

"Then why don't you take it out?"

"..."

Tian Wang Xiao had always considered himself a calm and detached person.

Indifferent.

He never imagined he would feel so frustrated and angry, with smoke coming out of his seven orifices.

But this was his first meeting with a junior, and as a senior, he hadn't even given a gift. Moreover, he was now seeking a favor, so he couldn't afford to offend anyone.

Finally...

He found a small, pitch-black metal block the size of a finger in his ring and said, "Here, take this. Although it's not big, it's a Divine Essence Metal. Take it and refine it for your protection."

Finally, he found something.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Divine Essence Metal was undoubtedly one of the best things in this world.

Usually, Divine Essence Metal weighed at least a few dozen pounds, but this one, since Tian Wang Xiao obtained it, was only the size of a finger and barely weighed a pound.

At most, it could be used to make an extremely exquisite and small flying dagger.

But Tian Wang Xiao didn't care about such a trivial item. Moreover, what frustrated him the most was that the divine essence within the metal was so weak he could barely sense it.

Since obtaining it, he had thrown it into his spatial ring, and it had remained untouched for thousands of years.

If not for Sikong Ye's pressure, Tian Wang Xiao would have forgotten about it.

Sikong Ye chuckled, "Your Uncle-Master is indeed generous, giving a piece of Divine Essence Metal. Wow, it's so big, even if it's not as thick as my little finger, it's still a bit longer. Truly worthy of a grand demon, so extravagant!"

Tian Wang Xiao's face turned red with embarrassment from the mockery, and he said angrily, "No matter the size, this is Divine Essence Metal, and it's so rare. Don't you, Sikong Ye, know how precious it is? If this were thrown into the martial world, how many lives do you think it would cost? If you don't want it, I won't give it to you."

Not give it?

That won't do. Fang Che immediately took it, "Thank you, Uncle-Master Tian."

He knew exactly what to do with it. I may be skilled with swords and spears, but I also possess a top-notch flying dagger technique! Although it's small, it can only be used to make a flying dagger.

But it will be an absolutely indestructible flying dagger!

Why would I need so many flying daggers? I have ordinary ones to spare, but a truly exquisite one is all I need!

Moreover, this is Divine Essence Metal, and once connected, it won't be lost. After throwing it to kill someone, no matter how far it goes, the little spirit inside will bring the dagger back to its owner based on their connection.

No need for fancy techniques.

How convenient! It may be useless to you, but it's extremely useful to me.

He immediately took it and placed it in his embrace.

While Tian Wang Xiao was arguing with Sikong Ye, he realized the Divine Essence Metal in his hand had disappeared.

Then he heard the sound of gratitude.

He felt like blood was choking his throat, and he said, "In the future, learn some manners from your Master."

"Yes."

Sikong Ye said, "I've been taking care of this disciple since he was three years old, and he's quite talented. It's a rare opportunity for you to come and spar with me during this time."

"Let him observe and learn from the sidelines. But when you make your move, be careful not to kill my disciple!"

He threatened, "If my disciple dies, I'll leave, and you'll never find me again!"

Sky King Flute was furious, "Do I need you to tell me that?"

He had already anticipated this when Si Kong Ye brought Fang Che along. If it wasn't for the purpose of observation and learning, to experience the essence of a high-level fighter's battle, what's the point of bringing this little guy who can kill with a casual breath?"

I understand, and you still have to remind me. Who do you think you are?"

Sky King Flute waved his hand casually, and a burst of energy enveloped Fang Che, forming a protective shield.

"Watch carefully. With this shield, even if I have the strength to strike you, it will only knock you away without causing any harm."

Fang Che tried to poke the shield with all his might, but couldn't budge it.

He couldn't help but feel a bit startled.

These old demons are truly formidable.

Suddenly, he recalled his past life... How did a mere Royal Grade have the courage to take on missions across the world?

As he was pondering, a sharp whistle pierced the air, and Night Emperor's Ghost Blade took the initiative to strike first.

Immediately, the sound of the flute echoed mournfully.

Both figures were elusive, and they were already engaged in combat!

Fang Che focused his mind within the shield, sitting cross-legged as he intently observed the battle.

As Night Emperor had said, the experience of witnessing such a high-level battle was invaluable to him.

At that moment, he realized that the way these two fought indeed indicated they were from the same sect. Their figures were equally elusive, their auras equally eerie, and their presences equally chilling.

Ghost mist and night fog rose from their bodies, only to be dispersed.

The wailing of ghosts and gods emanated from both of them simultaneously, spreading in all directions, then converging from all sides, gathering and dispersing, repeating in an endless cycle.

But these sounds continued to multiply.

Soon, the entire area was filled with the wailing of ghosts and gods.

In Fang Che's ears, it was as if the gates of hell had suddenly opened, and countless evil spirits were howling.

Golden Horned Serpent, with its empty eyes, searched for the aura of death.

Then it realized what was happening.

Disappointed, it retreated.

After half an hour of combat, Fang Che observed that Si Kong Ye was clearly at an absolute disadvantage.

However, as he fought fiercely with Sky King Flute, the integration of Night Demon Divine Art and Nightmare Divine Skill improved his physical and mental state.

"What kind of sect is this? It's incredibly powerful!"

Fang Che was amazed and decided to investigate.

He learned that Dragon God Spear Art Hai Yun Duan, despite his low-key nature, was a legendary figure with records dating back thousands of years.

He had once defeated Madman Spear and forced Rui Qian Shan into a disadvantage. These two achievements alone were enough to make him a legend in the world!

Sky King Flute's master, Guiwang Xiao, was once a supreme demon rivaling Sun Wutian and Duan Xi Yang in the Unique Righteous Sect.

Night Emperor's dominance was known to all, and Sky King Flute was currently ranked 8th on the Cloud Armament Rankings, surpassing even Vice Sect Master Xiang Beidou of the Unique Righteous Sect!

This sect produced four unparalleled experts.

They even had a founder who was a super-ranked fighter, capable of fighting against the Unique Righteous Sect's Supreme Sect Master Zheng Yuan Dong for a day and night before being killed.

What kind of divine sect is this? Five of their experts are ranked on the Cloud Armament Rankings, and three of them possess top-tier strength!

Watching Night Emperor and Sky King Flute's battle, their fighting style primarily emphasizes the word 'deceitful'.

Every move and animation is filled with countless shadows of Night Emperor and Sky King Flute, engaging in fierce combat.

Fang Che must concentrate fully during these moments to identify the real body among the illusions.

Only by finding the real body can he discern the fatal attack.

But out of ten times, he couldn't find the real body once!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The air reverberated with continuous explosions as Night Emperor's countless phantoms in the sky shattered one by one.

With a whoosh, his true body was revealed.

He gracefully descended from the sky, landing on the mountain peak, calm and composed.

In the sky, Sky King Flute's shadows remained dense, like a massive army assembled, silently standing in the air.

He stared at the solitary Night Emperor on the ground.

"Si Kong Ye, your poison has indeed been neutralized, and in such a short time, you've managed to recover to this extent!" Sky King Flute's voice seemed to echo from thousands of mouths.

Amidst the eerie ghostly shadows filling the sky, an air of solemnity and reverence permeated the atmosphere.

"I've only recovered about seventy percent," Si Kong Ye said, "And during the two thousand years of poisoning, there was no progress. So even if I fully recover, I'm afraid I won't be your match."

"Not necessarily," Sky King Flute replied.

The shadows in the sky gradually disappeared.

To Fang Che, it was as if each phantom was like a moth drawn to the flame, approaching the real body and then vanishing.

Finally, when only one shadow remained, Sky King Flute descended from the sky like walking down a staircase.

Si Kong Ye said, "Your cultivation has stagnated for two thousand years, but when I fought you, I felt a difference from two thousand years ago."

Yehuang replied indifferently, "That's because I didn't have any killing intent today."

Sky King Flute said, "It's not about killing intent."

He furrowed his brows, deep in thought, and said with confusion, "It's a feeling of transformation... Bone... That's right! Your root bone has actually improved?"

His eyes locked onto Si Kong Ye's face, sharp as a wolf's gaze. "How is it possible for a set root bone to improve?"

Si Kong Ye laughed bitterly, "Ning Zai Fei, are you alright? Do you need me to praise you for your progress over the past two thousand years?"

Sky King Flute's eyes remained doubtful, and he continued to scrutinize Si Kong Ye's face, saying, "Then, shall we fight again tomorrow night?"

"Agreed."

Yehuang said, "Tomorrow, I'll bring him again."

Sky King Flute's eyes, like ghostly flames, fell upon Fang Che, "You value this boy so much?"

Si Kong Ye replied indifferently, "Perhaps I may not surpass you in my lifetime, but my disciple will definitely kill you in the future!"

"Hahahaha..."

Sky King Flute seemed to have heard a hilarious joke, laughing so hard he gasped, "Nonsense! Then I'll wait for him to come and kill me!"

His body floated up, instantly transforming into a whirlwind of ghostly wails.

He disappeared into the forest.

Si Kong Ye shook his head, smiled, and only then did sweat pour out of him.

In an instant, he felt as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

"This old fellow's strength has indeed improved significantly over the past two thousand years. In a direct fight, I'm no match for him."

Fang Che said, "That's because you haven't recovered yet."

"Even if I recover, I'm still no match for him. Unless I have more than two hundred years of time."

Si Kong Ye said, "Sky King Flute is too strong now."

There was a hint of dejection in his words.

Fang Che frowned, "In that case... After ten days, will you pass on your heritage to him?

Si Kong Ye let out a bitter laugh, "My heritage is already his. I don't need to give it to him!"

"Ah?"

Fang Che never expected such an answer.

He was momentarily stunned.

Si Kong Ye sighed, "Actually, my grandmaster never played favorites. My master told me that his cultivation had reached a level where he could comprehend life and death. In a completely uninjured state, he had a premonition that his fate was fraught with calamity, and he might face life-and-death crises. So, he made arrangements in advance."

"He divided his heritage into two portions, giving one to my master and the other to my uncle."

"My grandmaster was a detached person. He didn't see my uncle joining the Unique Righteous Sect as a bad thing, nor did he feel that my father's proximity to the Protector was a good thing. To him, it was merely a matter of teaching two disciples who chose different paths."

"So, Sky King Flute's claim that my grandmaster was dissatisfied because they joined the Unique Righteous Sect is just his own insecurity."

"My grandmaster was a free spirit. He was inwardly inclined towards the Protectors, but for his disciples, he never imposed any rules or restrictions. He let us do as we pleased, but if we had goals, he wouldn't stand in our way."

"Instead, he would advise us to follow our hearts."

"When my uncle and Ning Zai Fei joined the Unique Righteous Sect and killed countless people, my grandmaster didn't utter a single word of complaint or suggest expelling them from the sect."

"Even from this perspective, my grandmaster wasn't a pure person."

Si Kong Ye gazed at the night sky with a hint of longing, saying, "I never met my grandmaster, so I don't know what kind of person he was. I can't judge his actions."

Fang Che remained silent.

Because he didn't know how to judge Yehuang's grandmaster either.

How could there be such a person in this world? But thinking of another aspect, he understood a little: it's like raising a child. You just raise the child, and whether they commit crimes in the future or walk the right path, you don't care.

"Tsk tsk..."

Fang Che's face twisted, "It's hard to imagine a super high-ranking fighter would be like this."

Si Kong Ye said, "So my master didn't understand either. In his eyes, as long as you don't join the Protectors, you're a free person."

---

Fang Che found this view astonishing.

Indeed, there were eccentric disciples under eccentric masters.

You help the Protectors every day, but the Unique Righteous Sect doesn't target you.

You even think you're a free person without allegiance... What kind of thinking is this?

Fang Che couldn't help but look at Yehuang, then thought of Sky King Flute just now, and instantly understood.

So, this is a sect of madmen... I get it!

"My grandmaster made two heritage pendants."

Si Kong Ye said, "I gave one to my Master, telling him about some unfinished business and asking him to handle it. I gave the other to my Master's brother, and he said the same thing—unfinished business."

"After my Master inherited the position from my Grandmaster, he wanted to complete the unfinished business for him. But when he opened it, he realized it was the Grandmaster's entire lifetime heritage."

"As for my Master's brother... he probably didn't want to take care of the Grandmaster's unfinished business. He didn't even look at it, so they assumed that the heritage was with me. Do you understand now?"

"My Master understood this the moment he opened the pendant."

Si Kong Ye clenched his teeth, "That Master and Disciple pair, with their wolfish hearts and dog-like lungs, never once thought of showing some filial piety! That's why they have a treasure mountain in their hands but know nothing about it!"

Fang Che's eyes widened in shock, his mouth agape.

For a long time, he couldn't close his mouth.

I was stunned!

So, this was the case!

This Grand Master, who could have been renowned throughout the world and left a legendary name in history, chose to act like an ordinary farmer with some assets.

On his deathbed, he told his two sons, "I still owe someone in a certain place. Whoever goes to settle the debt..."

The one who went to settle the debt inherited his legacy, while the one who didn't naturally received nothing. They even thought that the old man hadn't left anything for them.

"So, do you understand now?"

Si Kong Ye smiled bitterly, "Ning Zai Fei is currently like someone holding a golden rice bowl, asking for his due. He doesn't realize how many buns his golden rice bowl is worth, what a super unfilial fool he is!"

"I understand."

Fang Che also smiled bitterly.

So that was it.

"Will you tell him in ten days?" Fang Che asked.

"I'll give him a hint that's as good as saying nothing." Yehuang smiled strangely.

"..." Fang Che was speechless.

Just then, Yehuang's expression suddenly changed.

He leaped up like a ghost, flashing a hundred zhang away in an instant. With a loud boom, an entire small hill was shattered by his attack, "Who's there? Come out!"

The booming sounds continued.

Yehuang bombarded the surroundings, unleashing a series of ultimate techniques.

Within a hundred li, it was as if the heavens were shaking and the earth was trembling.

Such a commotion even brought Ning Zai Fei, who had already left, back.

"What's going on? Why are you not leaving and causing a ruckus here?" Tian Wang Xiao was bewildered.

Si Kong Ye's body flashed, and he hovered in the air, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily, "I clearly felt someone spying on us just now, but after searching, there was no sign of anyone..."

"Is that so?"

Tian Wang Xiao's expression also turned solemn.

He instantly created numerous residual shadows, searching the area.

After a moment, he said, "Are you sure you felt something? Besides the three of us, there's not even a trace of human presence here."

Si Kong Ye hesitated, "I did feel something, but it wasn't obvious. Who could hide so well from us, and at such close range?"

"You're crazy!"

Tian Wang Xiao was extremely dissatisfied and floated away.

The direction he left in was the same as the direction Si Kong Ye had been wary of, indicating that he was also uneasy.

Moreover, Yehuang's intuition was far more reliable than his words suggested.

Yehuang furrowed his brows and returned, "Let's go back."

"Is there someone?" Fang Che asked.

"There should be, but... this person is extremely skilled at concealment. They've already escaped."

Yehuang frowned, "However, no matter how skilled they are, if they dare to come again tomorrow night, I'll decide their life or death here!"

At this moment, Fang Lao Liu was already five hundred li away.

"Damn, I was discovered... This kid, Si Kong Ye, is indeed extraordinary. But now I'm relieved. With him protecting the child, there shouldn't be any safety issues."

"I'm relieved, I'm relieved."

"I can also take this opportunity to go back and find my wife..."

"Ah, not being able to recognize my own flesh and blood is indeed a tragedy... I hope my arrangements won't cause any problems..."

Fang Lao Liu began to review his plans.

Given his cautious nature, he repeatedly reviewed the arrangements he had made, looking for any loopholes. This showed how seriously he took this matter.

"Even Jiu Ge must not know about this!"

"We must be one hundred percent careful! Otherwise, one mistake, and my son will face eternal damnation."

Hurrying along the road, by the time the sky grew light, they had already passed White Cloud Continent and were on their way to Biyue City.

Fang Lao Liu took out a mirror and carefully examined his appearance.

He wanted to look similar to his younger self but also distinctly different.

His demeanor could be similar, but the signs of weathering and aging must be evident. He wanted to appear haggard and weak, so his wife would know how miserably he had lived these years and feel some sympathy.

I am weak.

Moreover, my essence energy is severely depleted, and my survival is a stroke of luck.

As for the boasts I made in the past, about being a hero of the continent...

A simple military merit medal will suffice; there's no need for something as grand as a continental hero medal.

That would be too flashy.

If that woman goes out and brags, it won't be good.

Along the way, Fang Lao Liu repeatedly reviewed his plans, over a hundred times, until he was finally certain there were no flaws. By the time he reached the outskirts of Biyue City, he was confident that everything was in order.

(End of Chapter)

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