The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 601: My Blade Has Issues [Two-in-One] - Novel Cool

Chapter 601: My Blade Has Issues [Two-in-One]

Chapter 601: My Blade Has Issues [Two-in-One]

Xue Fuxiao was about to send a message with a joyful smile, only to realize he couldn't send it...

"Oh right, I forgot, we're still in my domain..."

Xue Fuxiao's expression was speechless.

Seeing Xue Fuxiao's happiness, Fang Che also felt his heart warm up, and he couldn't help but smile.

It was impossible for Xue Fuxiao to be afraid of the Blood Slaughter Demon King. The Blood Slaughter Demon King could never be Xue Fuxiao's match.

However, the problem was that Xue Fuxiao might not even encounter the Demon King. If he did, killing him would be no issue, but the Blood Demon wasn't stupid. He wouldn't run or hide? But as long as the Blood Demon was alive, wherever he went, he could create a bloody storm if he wished.

Xue Fuxiao was rejoicing for the sake of the people of the world.

This was true relief.

"So, the Divine Formless Jade is also in your possession?"

Xue Fuxiao asked excitedly.

"Yes."

"That's great!"

Xue Fuxiao clenching his fists in excitement.

Then he said, "Don't worry, just hold onto that jade, it's a soul-binding item, and I don't want to kill you..."

Fang Che was surprised, "I wasn't worried."

"I was just afraid you'd worry," Xue Fuxiao touched his nose.

He felt his explanation was unnecessary.

Fang Che secretly laughed to himself, feeling for the first time that Xue Fuxiao's personality was indeed adorable. No wonder the Ninth Master valued him so much... Such a pure and honest person... I'd love to have someone like that under my command.

After sharing this, Fang Che felt relieved.

After all, he had given it away.

Then, suddenly, he had a brilliant idea and said, "Ah, Xue Fuxiao, I also have a set of blade techniques here. I'd like to ask for your guidance."

Xue Fuxiao's interest was piqued, "You've come to the right person. In all the world, when it comes to blades, who can claim to be better than me, Xue Fuxiao?"

Fang Che then took out his blade.

"Let me demonstrate."

He had wanted to do this for a long time.

Currently, Xue Fuxiao was still nominally suppressed by Duan Xiaying; Fang Che felt uncomfortable about this. On this point, he shared the same feelings as all the warriors on the Guardian Continent: How could we be second best? Especially when we were once first and then defeated? It's even more frustrating.

Additionally, his perfect blade technique, for Xue Fuxiao, should be inspiring. Although it wasn't something he couldn't figure out. Because Xue Fuxiao had already reached this level!

Just like the Sovereign's spear technique, he had already grasped many perfect spear techniques.

At this point, this perfect technique only needed to be practiced once, and he could immediately comprehend and master it.

And what Fang Che wanted was to give Xue Fuxiao this moment of enlightenment.

But his status and seniority were too low, and if he acted rashly, he would surely displease others. Even if he gained benefits, he wouldn't feel comfortable inside—so he had to be cautious.

So, this time, Fang Che's blade technique only had eighteen moves.

The eighteen most commonly used moves.

After practicing them once, he indeed had questions to ask: "I acquired this by chance, and I feel that using the blade like this is better. But I always feel like something is missing, like the opportunity to integrate the moves... And then there's the problem of integrating the moves into a formation, which is a major difficulty. I've never figured it out."

This was indeed something he hadn't figured out.

"So, today, I dare to ask for Xue Fuxiao's guidance."

Xue Fuxiao sat across from Fang Che, his eyes half-closed in deep thought, like an old monk in meditation.

Half an hour passed.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his eyes shone with a bright light as he looked at Fang Che.

"Fang Che, this... I owe you a favor!"

Xue Fuxiao sighed.

He stood up and said, "Let me show you my blade."

The scene changed, and they were in a martial arts arena.

Xue Fuxiao stood there, holding his blade with perfect posture.

Then, with a flash of lightning, he slashed once, and the blade light crossed with the previous blade light, forming a lightning cross. The blade light lingered in the air, refusing to dissipate.

Fang Che watched intently.

This was the first time he had seen Xue Fuxiao's Sentimental Blade, and he couldn't help but be impressed.

"The Sentimental Blade Technique has a total of nine moves."

Xue Fuxiao demonstrated while explaining.

He recited the incantation.

Fang Che clearly saw that each of Xue Fuxiao's Sentimental Blade moves was already infinitely close to the perfect blade technique! It was just a tiny bit lacking... But Xue Fuxiao used other methods to make up for it.

However, after obtaining Fang Che's perfect blade technique, Xue Fuxiao might not even need half a month to integrate it into his Sentimental Blade.

And when that time comes, the power borrowed from the perfect blade technique can be returned to the blade's might.

"Don't underestimate this tiny bit. After Xue Fuxiao comprehends and integrates it, his combat power will increase by at least threefold!" This was Fang Che's opinion.

"Your few moves can increase the power of my blade by tenfold!"

This was Xue Fuxiao's opinion.

"Moreover, as cultivation deepens and understanding of blade techniques improves, the power will only continue to grow!"

Xue Fuxiao sighed, "Good blade! Good moves! Fang Che, the Sentimental Blade, have you memorized it?"

"I have."

Xue Fuxiao intentionally taught it slowly, with detailed explanations, and he even kept the blade light lingering in the air for Fang Che to study. Fang Che wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

He had already memorized it perfectly.

This is Xue Fu Xiao's feedback, and it's only a part of it; I dare not refuse the gift from the Elder.

Fang Che didn't have any thoughts of politeness.

"Zhan Qing Dao, do you know what you're cutting?"

Xue Fu Xiao spoke softly, "What you're cutting is the secular world, the bonds of the mortal realm; you're even cutting off your own understanding. It's entering a realm where nothing exists beyond the blade."

"And this realm needs to be exited. Once you exit this realm, you'll take another step forward."

Xue Fu Xiao smiled faintly and said, "For a long time before, I was silent and dull, doing things like a puppet... At that time, San San didn't want to deal with me at all. Every day, she would put me in a corner like a piece of wood."

"If there was something to be done, she would directly ask me to do it. After completing the task, I would return, still silent and dull, without saying a word. Later, when I suddenly had a breakthrough, I thought I had exited the realm, but I realized I had taken the wrong path. Originally, cutting off emotions and severing connections wasn't about being dull, nor was it about entering a realm where nothing exists beyond the blade or becoming a puppet. So, I went back to practice and cultivate... Until now, I'm almost out of it."

"So, in the earliest period, San San was playing with another group of people. Although I was older than all of them at that time, I was just a follower."

Xue Fu Xiao's eyes were filled with vague memories, and he sighed lightly, "...That group of people, they were truly amazing."

Then he said, "You can cultivate now, but it's best to only use blade techniques and not touch the blade intent... Oh, oh... I'm so stupid."

Xue Fu Xiao suddenly became regretful.

Fang Che was utterly confused, "Why?"

"If you accidentally enter this realm and become a dull puppet, I estimate San San will eat me alive..."

Xue Fu Xiao regretted endlessly, "Just now, my mind went blank... I actually taught you the Zhan Qing Dao. Even if you don't practice it, the fact that I taught you this technique, San San could still scold me to death!"

Thinking about the impending thunderous scolding, Xue Fu Xiao couldn't help but shrink his neck.

He also found it strange, "Why did I think that way just now? Why did I suddenly go crazy and teach this kid the Zhan Qing Dao?"

But Xue Fu Xiao also knew that this gift from Fang Che was truly too heavy and too big. This favor was too difficult to repay.

And he didn't have anything of equal value to compensate Fang Che, so he casually brought out the Zhan Qing Dao...

He understood, but that was all.

Fang Che absolutely couldn't practice it now, and that was the truth.

He was still in the two-sided undercover stage. If he entered the role of a foolish puppet and was also cultivating the Zhan Qing Dao...

In that case, not only would Dong Fang San San be furious, but even Yan Nan might pass out from anger.

"If that really happens, I'll have caught the leaders of both sides in one go..." Xue Fu Xiao muttered to himself.

Fang Che: "..."

You're so amazing! You're so great!

But in his heart, he was also cautious. Regarding the Zhan Qing Dao, he should just maintain his knowledge of it for now. Verifying it with the Totian Dao and the Hantian Dao was sufficient.

But he must not delve into the blade intent. Otherwise, if he really became a stupid fool... That would truly be the end.

"For now, my Hantian Dao is sufficient."

Fang Che comforted Xue Fu Xiao.

"Yes, the Zhan Qing Dao can offset the blade techniques of the Hantian Dao, so when you use it, it won't be so obvious. That's also a good thing."

Xue Fu Xiao nodded and said, "As for what you said about merging formations and techniques... What type of formation do you cultivate?"

"Star Formation and Sharp Formation."

Fang Che replied.

"The Star Formation is just the Star Formation, there's no such thing as a Sharp Formation."

Xue Fu Xiao said, "The Sharp Formation exists within any type of formation!"

"I understand."

Xue Fu Xiao pondered and said, "How should I put it... Your cultivation is insufficient, and you haven't comprehended it yet. If I tell you this, then... All techniques are actually created by people, you understand that, right?"

"I understand."

"But the people who created these blade techniques don't possess a perfect technique, you understand that, right?"

"I understand."

"So, even if a technique is extremely powerful, it's not perfect. But your blade technique is perfect!"

"Yes."

"So, your thinking is flawed. You're thinking about merging a perfect blade technique with an imperfect technique. This sequence itself is incorrect."

"So...?"

"So, you should merge the imperfect technique into the perfect blade technique. That's the correct way!"

"..."

Fang Che only felt a thunderous boom in his mind.

A burst of light.

It was like a flash of lightning, piercing through chaos.

Xue Fu Xiao's explanation seemed to just reverse a sentence, changing the 'because' to 'so' and the 'so' to 'because'.

It sounded ordinary, but it was the most crucial point! It was like a window paper suddenly being torn apart.

To give an example, how many years and how much effort does it take to study from primary school to university? But if you study in reverse, from university back to primary school?

Fang Che only felt a loud rumble in his mind.

"I understand!"

"Good that you understand."

Xue Fu Xiao felt relieved and said, "When merging techniques, remember this: if you can't merge this technique, it's not that your perfect blade technique has a problem, but that the person who created this technique has a problem!"

"In other words... As long as you're not the problem, then all problems are someone else's problem!"

"Do you understand?

Xue Fu Xiao asked.

"I understand."

Fang Che said, "That's right. If someone doesn't like me, it's their problem. If a group of people don't like me, it's all their problems! If the whole world doesn't like me, it's the world's problem. After all, I'm the one with no issues."

"!!"

Xue Fu Xiao's eyes widened in surprise, momentarily stunned.

"Can... be interpreted like?"

"Didn't this what you taught me?" Fang Che replied, puzzled.

"Taught you? Did I really mean that?"

Xue Fu Xiao was flustered: "What did I teach you?"

"..."

Fang Che almost burst out laughing but managed to control his laughter through deep breaths.

He said, "I was joking, but I understand what you said."

Xue Fu Xiao was still a bit confused.

Then he scolded, "You little brat, you take advantage of me not being at my best to mess with me! No eyes for good intentions!"

Fang Che hurriedly laughed and pleaded for mercy.

He thought, looking at you like this... it could mean you've transcended the realm... cough. What if the next words slip out, what would I do?

But now, he had a direction, and his confidence was boosted a hundredfold.

He felt a ray of light ahead.

As long as he followed it, he could walk out.

Thus, the conversation naturally turned to the next topic.

"This time, I want to talk things over with Snow Lord,, because there are a few matters causing me headaches."

Fang Che said, "So I need Snow Lord to reply to Ninth Lord and ask for his advice."

"What matters?"

Xue Fu Xiao asked.

"It's about my time issues."

Fang Che explained the three matters concerning the Only Righteous Sect's Incubate Demon Plan and the benefits he would receive from it, and his upcoming departure to the Donghu Continent to the Ten Thousand Forest to seek out the benefits of the sect.

"These three matters all require time. The trip to the Ten Thousand Forest for the benefits can be taken as leave, which poses no issues. However, the other two matters need a good reason to prevent any suspicion and allow me to disappear for some time, especially during a very sensitive period."

This question left Xue Fu Xiao flustered.

"I'll need to wait for news. Once you leave the realm, I'll send three messages to ask and then immediately inform you."

Xue Fu Xiao felt the matter was significant.

He said, "I'll send you out first."

Fang Che hurriedly said, "Then when you want to find me, pick a time..."

Before he could finish, he felt a flash before his eyes and was already thrown out of the realm, landing in his study room, utterly flustered.

Xue Fu Xiao urgently sent messages to Dong Fang San San.

...

"What the hell..."

Standing barefoot in his study, Fang Che was utterly baffled.

At least let me finish what I was saying, right?

I was making requests...

Checking the time, it wasn't even the third hour yet.

There was clearly still some time.

So, he stealthily entered the bedroom.

Ye Meng was practicing with closed eyes. Fang Che's cultivation had progressed too quickly, and he was being left far behind. He needed to catch up.

He didn’t think there was anything special, but Zhao Ying'Er's rapid improvement was inexplicable. She had clearly been at the Martial General level before, what elixir did she take?

This advancement?

Fang Che's improvement, Ye Meng could see with his own eyes, and it made sense. But what about Zhao Ying'Er? Why was she also advancing so fast?

If they were both progressing this fast, could they be a natural match? What about me?

Therefore, Ye Meng had to practice a bit more.

No matter what, I must catch up too! With a bit more effort, I can break through to Martial Emperor in a few days!

In the middle of cultivation, he felt a pair of hands quietly touch his body, a voice carrying a vague hint of intimacy and strong desire: "My dear... let's dual cultivate... I will help you improve your cultivation... How can you thank me, my dear little one..."

Ye Meng was suddenly attacked, disrupting his thoughts: "Wait... I'll finish practicing..."

"I'll help you..."

...

The next day.

Fang Che and Ye Meng noticed Zhao Ying'Er's swollen black eyes and evasive gaze, reminding them of her move the previous day.

Ye Meng asked Fang Che, "Was there no soundproof barrier last night?"

"Seems I forgot..."

Fang Che had genuinely forgotten.

Ye Meng's face turned red to his neck.

He was about to lose his temper, but the sounds of the little ones in the yard starting their cultivation practice stopped him.

"I'll deal with you in the Patrol Hall."

Ye Meng, with a red face, hissed softly.

Zhao Ying'Er was surprised, "Congratulations, Sister Ye Meng. You actually broke through to Martial Emperor, so quickly."

It turned out that Ye Meng had unknowingly advanced to Martial Emperor without realizing it.

She couldn't help but feel a stir of excitement... dual cultivation... it does accelerate the improvement..."

From a distance, two teams of escort wagons could be seen at the gate.

It turned out that both Mo Gan Yun and Dong Yun Yu were returning with their spoils.

Both teams had been on missions, and apart from the spoils they had to turn over to the Southeast Headquarters, they naturally had their own shares that they kept for their squads.

This was a standard procedure, explicitly stipulated by the higher-ups.

However, it couldn't be denied that the side income for the Life and Death Patrol Team was truly excessive. Ever since Ye Meng complained, the patrol squad seemed to have awakened some kind of attribute.

Suddenly, they entered a mode where they were reaching for the sky.

Now, a squad was divided into two groups, and these two groups were competing. They were vying to see who could bring back more spoils and make greater contributions.

I don't care about money; I just want to earn more than they do!

So during this period, the wagons of the Heavenly Escort Agency would stop at the Patrol Hall gate almost every day, in several batches.

The storage rooms soon became packed, and the wagons kept coming.

Zhao Shan He and An Ruoxing came to deliver the high-grade elixirs that had finally been approved for the Life and Death Patrol Team.

Seeing the items being stored, the two Chief Administrators were stunned on the spot.

The internal warehouses of other squads were almost empty, with the members complaining about their poverty every day.

But the internal warehouse here was actually too small?

It couldn't hold everything?

"Chief Administrators, you came just in time."

Fang Che hurriedly took over the elixirs and smiled, "I'll file a report and request a few more storage rooms."

Zhao Shan He's face darkened, "…Request more? How many more?"

"Well, we don't have any place to put things."

Fang Che said, "Actually, I think we should take over the storage rooms of the other squads. They can share one, which would save manpower. As for us… I feel like a dozen storage rooms won't be enough…"

"Ha… ha…"

Zhao Shan He and An Ruoxing were almost laughed into a rage.

"Fang Che, are you really not afraid that the other squad leaders will kill you for saying that?"

Zhao Shan He, with a dark face, continued, "I came here this time to discuss the matter of supplies with you."

Fang Che became wary, "This isn't just mine; it belongs to the whole squad."

"Even if it belongs to the whole squad, it's being requisitioned!"

Zhao Shan He, with a grim face, was being unreasonably forceful, "The headquarters is short on funds, so you need to contribute. Then, if you have any requests, let me know! Do you want elixirs, weapons, divine skills, or something else? Just tell me!"

"But I need to take these things to exchange for money."

Zhao Shan He was nearly driven mad by the financial strain.

"What have you been doing that has you so short on money?" Fang Che asked, clearly dissatisfied. "How much have I already given you? Where has it all gone?!"

"You still have the nerve to ask!"

Zhao Shan He exploded with anger, "The Nirvana Martial Academy you proposed is like a bottomless pit, swallowing money faster than you can imagine!"

"Not to mention the constant influx of children from White Cloud Continent, White Elephant Continent, and White Apple Island… adding hundreds of thousands more… I'm being dragged to the brink of bankruptcy by you! And you're asking me where the money went? Do you think I'm embezzling it?!"

Zhao Shan He was on the verge of a breakdown.

The Nirvana Martial Academy was undoubtedly a great initiative, but the expenses were staggering.

Zhao Shan He did the math and fell into a deep depression: every morning, he woke up owing three hundred million silver taels! And these were silver taels, calculated by weight, not copper coins. Furthermore, these three hundred million were pure expenses with no returns.

This was a nightmare… even a mountain of gold would have been depleted by now.

Feeding and housing hundreds of thousands of people every day was a massive problem, not to mention the ongoing construction projects and the constant expenditure on medicines…

Zhao Shan He was truly on the brink of madness.

Fang Che slapped his forehead.

I completely forgot about that.

My mistake, my mistake.

"You just gave a broad direction and then left everything to me… My head has grown three times its size recently!"

Zhao Shan He's resentment was deep.

"How many death row prisoners have been selected?"

"Only a few thousand are qualified. They are waiting for you to address them…"

"Do we need to execute a few to set an example?" Fang Che asked.

"Don't do that…"

Zhao Shan He was startled, "Really, there's no need… Now, just hearing your name is enough to scare them senseless, let alone you personally addressing them. Your name, Fang Tu, has become so feared that the death row prisoners are too scared to even eat properly… They save every bit of food to feed the children, terrified that you might find some trivial reason, like eating a few extra mouthfuls, to execute them…"

Fang Che couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, rubbing his nose. "Am I really that terrifying?"

"Please remove the 'really'!"

Zhao Shan He said irritably, "I'd rather face the Ten Courts of Hell than let Fang Tu take a single look. I've heard this phrase so many times my ears are about to grow calluses! Before, you were renowned throughout Donghu Continent; now, you are revered throughout the Southeast and your name resonates across four continents! In Donghu, White Elephant, White Cloud, and White Apple, your name doesn't just intimidate people; it can ward off ghosts and evil spirits."

Fang Che was puzzled, "In White Cloud and White Apple, I haven't done anything myself; it was all them."

"The more ruthlessly they act, the greater your reputation becomes. Because you are the leader! To outsiders, they are your subordinates!"

(End of Chapter)

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