The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 66: On Provocation - Novel Cool

Chapter 66: On Provocation

Chapter 66: On Provocation

Fang Che's stance was clear.

Based on the recent feedback from Seal God Palace, Fang Che had a good grasp of the Sect Leader's intentions.

"We are of the Unity Sect. As long as it benefits the Unity Sect, you can do whatever you want! The more you suppress our competitors, the better!"

Doesn't this sound unreasonable? Both sects belong to the Only Me Religion, yet they want to destroy each other! Why?

But with a different perspective, it becomes clear: it's like the factional struggles within the Imperial Court.

Both factions belong to the same country and serve the same monarch, yet they engage in constant scheming and fighting, to the point of life and death.

Because if you rise, I cannot.

The more power you hold, the less influence I have.

On the surface, the Left and Right Chancellors of the Imperial Court seem to be in perfect harmony, working together seamlessly. But beneath them, their followers create countless conflicts daily, harming and pulling each other down, causing deaths and broken families.

This is the Martial World, this is human nature, this is factionalism.

Getting sidetracked.

Seal God Palace is a high-ranking figure within the Unity Sect's factions, but he is definitely not the top leader. Because the top leader must be at the Head Sect!

Since Seal God Palace has such thoughts and actions, the leader above him must be of the same nature—without his approval, Seal God Palace wouldn't have such ideas, and without his support, Seal God Palace wouldn't dare to act so boldly.

Precisely because there's someone to clean up after him, no matter what he does, he ultimately faces no consequences. And so...

Fang Che understood this point very well.

So he took the initiative to send a message to Seal God Palace, first to express his complete loyalty to the Sect Leader, and second, to show that he is transparent in his actions.

The greatest benefit of this approach is not the permission to act, but to gain the trust of Seal God Palace—even if you complete ten thousand tasks perfectly, it's not as important as the trust the leader has in you!

Seal God Palace immediately replied, "Hmm?"

Fang Che quickly responded, "I can't stand that kid. He can't beat me, yet he's so smug and annoying. I can't take it."

This statement fully revealed the young man's temperament: I'm young, and my temper is fiery!

But he was also like an honest child, not hiding anything in front of his elders.

Upon reading the message, Seal God Palace's eyes showed a hint of a smile, "This kid's temper is indeed fiery."

Then he replied, "There's no need to report such trivial matters."

Fang Che said, "I'm mainly worried about causing trouble or accidentally killing him, which would bring you trouble."

Seal God Palace responded, "I'm afraid of trouble?"

Fang Che: "Sect Leader, your divine might shakes the heavens, your heroic spirit is unmatched, and your power reigns supreme. Even the affairs of the world are insignificant in your hands. Your humble disciple, Night Demon, admires and blesses you, may your divine might be invincible, awe-inspiring, and rule the world for a thousand years."

This time, Fang Che intentionally went overboard with his flattery.

He wanted to test Seal God Palace's impression of him.

Indeed.

Seal God Palace immediately replied with a single word.

"Scram!"

Perfect!

Fang Che was satisfied and put away his Communication Jade.

Yes, Seal God Palace has a very good impression of me, an extremely good one! With this, I can be more daring and bolder.

...

The next day, after the morning classes as usual, Fang Che thoroughly beat Mo Gan Yun four times, and then each of the four instructors took turns beating him once.

Mo Gan Yun, whose strength is progressing very fast.

He has already reached the Seventh Rank Martial Master, and is about to advance to the Eighth Rank.

Fang Che couldn't help but marvel at the profound foundation of the great families.

After the accumulation period, if one wants to improve, it's truly rapid.

If not for Mo Gan Yun not yet breaking through to the Primordial Grandmaster level, and thus unable to use some of the methods to enhance cultivation, his progress would likely be even faster.

Although Fang Che had the Boundless True Scripture, once he breaks through to the Grandmaster level, the descendants of these great families, after accumulating sufficient foundation, will inevitably experience a period where their cultivation surpasses his.

Moreover, this period will span across the Grandmaster, General, Commander, Marquis, King, and even... those who have reached the second, third, and fourth levels of these aristocratic families will, in terms of pure cultivation growth, still lead by a large margin.

This situation will only change after truly breaking through the Fish Dragon Heaven Gate and reaching the Sovereign Rank, the true gap between the aristocratic families and the commoners: the Grandmaster, General, Commander, Marquis, and King levels.

These ranks are easily surpassed by the aristocratic families.

But for ordinary people to transcend these ranks, it may take the efforts of one generation or even several generations to accumulate enough merit points to have a chance at drawing a talented disciple with overflowing talent and genius, who can use their talent to surge ahead! And even then, it may not last long, because the higher the rank, the more turbulent the situation becomes.

The dangers also increase.

Without a strong foundation, one can easily be knocked down by others.

With a deep and extensive foundation supporting you, you can withstand the storms.

But for those who rise alone, their foundation is too thin, like a single tree reaching for the sky.

The saying, 'A tree standing out in the forest will surely be destroyed by the wind,' refers to this.

This is where the difference in risk lies.

"Let's go! Treat me to a meal," Fang Che said to Mo Gan Yun.

Mo Gan Yun was speechless, his eyes gleaming with mischief, "Which day in this period haven't I been treating you? What reason do you have today to make me treat you again?"

Fang Che smiled, "Brother Mo, you're being unreasonable. What kind of family are you from?

What background do I have? I'm just an outsider of a Ninth Rank Aristocratic Family, but you..."

Mo Gan Yun immediately raised his hand to interrupt.

If he continued, a bunch of ambiguous and strange words would follow.

It was truly unbearable.

But in his heart, he was actually quite happy because he had probed Fang Che's attitude towards him.

Mo Gan Yun even felt a sense of joy.

"Good boy!"

Fang Che smiled slyly.

Beside him, Fu Chengyun's face was complex as he lowered his head.

"Mo Gan Yun, treat me too," said Wang Yunpeng with a greasy smile. "My family is also Ninth Rank..."

"Scram!"

Mo Gan Yun was merciless: "I invited Fang Che because he can beat me. I'm not his match! So I invited him, and when I surpass him one day, I'll let him treat me too. What are you? You want me to treat you too?"

Wang Yunpeng's face turned red with anger.

In his heart, he cursed: "Damn, getting beaten every day, and you're enjoying it? You're even proud and arrogant like this..."

But he didn't dare say it out loud. He smiled awkwardly and hurried away.

The others had complex expressions.

Everyone knew that Mo Gan Yun had a powerful family background, and they knew better than to provoke him.

As for Fang Che, he was not of the same level as the rest of them.

Although they were in the same class, they were not of the same tier. Everyone was well aware of this.

Moreover, after what happened to Fu Chengyun, most people didn't dare to speak up.

Wang Yunpeng wanted to tag along, but he was mercilessly rejected.

It was likely that after today, such things would be completely stopped.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Mo Gan Yun's eyes.

Fang Che, on the other hand, had a slight thought: This silly guy, he's actually quite smart. He's quite perceptive too.

...

Dining Hall.

Fang Che intentionally waited for a while before pulling Mo Gan Yun along.

Sure enough, they ran into Huo Churuan.

Huo Churuan didn't want to see Fang Che during this time, so he deliberately arrived late by a quarter of an hour every day, claiming that he wanted to practice more in the classroom.

In truth, he didn't want to see the hateful faces of Fang Che, Ding Jueran, Qiu Yun, Mo Gan Yun, and the others.

There was one other person who shared the same thought.

Wei Zihao! The genius of the Wei Family in Green Wave City.

This Wei Young Master was now regretting to the point that his intestines turned green.

Ever since Fang Che displayed his genius in White Cloud Academy, he had been regretting it.

The incident in the forest felt like a lingering heart disease.

So he had also been avoiding Fang Che.

Now, he finally encountered him.

Fang Che wore his signature black dark gold brocade robe with intricate patterns, and he strolled in with an air of elegance. Mo Gan Yun, with his extremely burly iron tower-like physique, followed beside him. Under Fang Che's composed and majestic demeanor, he looked more like a bodyguard—this was the part that Mo Gan Yun disliked the most!

But there was no other way. As long as he was with Fang Che, he would never be the center of attention.

Even though he was forty centimeters taller than Fang Che.

But... it didn't matter.

At this time, there were very few people eating in the dining hall because the rush had already passed. This dining hall, which could accommodate five hundred people, currently had only a sparse thirty-some people, most of whom were almost finished with their meals.

Mo Gan Yun went to swipe his card while Fang Che stood in the dining hall, his gaze sweeping around.

His bearing was dignified, and his aura was overwhelming.

Huo Churuan hummed and lowered his head to eat.

When Fang Che's gaze swept over, Wei Zihao lowered his head and ate heartily.

Fang Che was surprised to find that Wei Zihao had become darker.

And thinner.

Compared to before the forest incident, Wei Zihao was a white man back then, but now, he had directly turned into a black man!

Even if the sun was scorching, it shouldn't be like this, right?

Fang Che's heart was filled with doubts.

What exactly was going on? Where there is smoke, there is fire.

But where was this fire?

"Brother Wei!"

Fang Che suddenly exclaimed with delight: "You're eating here too? What a coincidence! At this time, why aren't you in the toilet?"

"..."

The thirty or so people still eating in the dining hall all put down their chopsticks.

This was truly disgusting.

Everyone was enjoying their meal, and he had to bring up the toilet? Especially a few girls, who were already feeling a bit nauseous.

Wei Zihao's face turned ugly, but he forced a smile and said: "Brother Fang is just joking."

Fang Che walked over, smiling slyly and saying loudly: "What's there to joke about? You've always been like this, right? When others are eating, you're always squatting in the pit. We've been in the same city for so many years, and I don't even know you?"

The others had just picked up their chopsticks but put them down again.

Squatting in the pit... this was even more unbearable.

Wei Zihao took a deep breath, and everyone heard the sound of his inhalation.

Just as he was about to speak, Fang Che spoke first: "Every time you take such a deep breath, you can smell it, right? It's said that people don't dislike the smell of their own body, and Brother Wei has proven this point."

Wei Zihao's face turned iron-blue, and he couldn't hold back anymore. He slapped the table and stood up: "Fang Che, what are you trying to do?!"

"We're just catching up, it's just a joke. Why can't you even take a joke? Why are you slapping the table? You have no manners."

Fang Che smiled and pointed at Huo Churuan, who had been silent the whole time: "Look at Huo Churuan's bowl. It's yellow, neither thick nor thin, neither hot nor cold, just right."

"Ugh!"

Several girls covered their mouths and rushed out: "Fang Che, you're so disgusting!"

...

(End of Chapter)

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