The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 681: The Elder Demigod's Wicked Hobby [Part 2] - Novel Cool

Chapter 681: The Elder Demigod's Wicked Hobby [Part 2]

Chapter 681: The Elder Demigod's Wicked Hobby [Part 2]

Fang Che frowned as he read the reply.

He began to ponder: Should Sun Wutian go or not?

The Elder Demigod was nowhere to be seen these days, and Fang Che only knew that he was still in the Celestial Capital.

Moreover, he estimated that the Elder Demigod was spending his days listening to storytellers in the teahouses along the streets and alleys.

Listening to the storytellers was crucial, as they were narrating tales about Captain Fang's team, and Elder Sun had become addicted to these stories. He would spend an entire day listening in one teahouse, and then move on to the next.

With his white hair and beard, kind eyes, and a cup of tea in hand, he would sit and listen without moving. Money opened the way, and even if he didn't get the best seat, Elder Sun could buy the best spot.

While listening, he would discuss the stories with others, truly living a divine life.

Fang Che somewhat understood Elder Sun's state of mind, and it was precisely because of this understanding that his feelings became more and more complicated.

"It has to be said that Elder Sun is indeed a little pitiful."

Fang Che sighed in his heart.

By a twist of fate, he had become a demigod, incurring a mountain of blood debts.

He knew he had made a mistake, and he regretted it, but what was most exasperating was this: his original intentions had never changed. Even now, as the Rampaging Wutian Blade Demon wreaking havoc in the mortal world, his initial motivation was still to be chivalrous, righting wrongs!

He still wanted to eradicate all the evil in the world and make it a better place!

But what was even more exasperating was... he himself clearly understood that these ideals no longer belonged to him.

He couldn't retreat, nor could he move forward.

Fate was playing tricks, and it had come to this! Just as Xue Fuxiao said, he couldn't go back.

Although he hadn't forgotten his original intentions, and his heart still held onto them, when the time came for the ultimate battle between good and evil, he would still appear in the Only Righteous Sect's camp without hesitation and fight fearlessly for the Guardians!"

This would cause tremendous destruction.

Sun Wutian was well aware of what he had done and the consequences of his actions.

Every time Fang Che thought about this, he felt his heart becoming more and more complicated, to the point of being life-threatening. He couldn't even understand what Sun Wutian was thinking or feeling in his heart. Perhaps only Sun Wutian himself knew, or maybe even he was confused and would remain so until his death, never truly understanding.

Just as Fang Che was thinking this, he received a report that Qin Fengyun, the headmaster of the Heavenly Human Martial Academy, had come to visit.

"Captain Fang, you've worked hard these past two months," Qin Fengyun said respectfully.

Everyone at the Heavenly Human Martial Academy had witnessed Captain Fang's slaughter in the Celestial Capital over the past two months, and they discussed it intensely every day.

When Captain Fang agreed to come to the academy and give a public lecture, the students eagerly anticipated it. Even numerous instructors had been constantly inquiring about it recently.

"When will Captain Fang arrive?"

"We should also prepare in advance."

As the rectification in the Celestial Capital drew closer to its conclusion, the atmosphere at the Heavenly Human Martial Academy became more and more tense with each passing day.

They all knew that as soon as the rectification was over, Captain Fang would leave without a moment's hesitation.

He needed only a single message, and Captain Fang could be thousands of miles away in an instant.

In anticipation of Captain Fang's arrival, Qin Fengyun had made prior arrangements and even spoken to the students.

He presented a few sentences for the entire school to discuss:

"Who are you welcoming, Fang Tu or Captain Fang?"

"Why has Captain Fang become Fang Tu?"

"What burdens does Fang Tu carry?"

"Fang Che will surely leave his name in the history books. What kind of reputation will he leave behind? Will it be a bad name or a good one? If Captain Fang were to meet an untimely end, what name would he leave behind?"

These few sentences had been thrown out for the entire school to discuss, and the Heavenly Human Martial Academy had been in an uproar over them for the past one and a half months.

If one didn't consider it carefully, it was just idol worship. But once they delved deeper and truly understood it, they would suddenly realize... how could an ordinary 'person' accomplish such feats? Admiration turned into contemplation, contemplation into sighs, and sighs back into admiration.

Within the Heavenly Human Martial Academy, there were numerous young masters from influential families. In fact, many of these families had fallen from grace due to Fang Tu!

Many elders and relatives had already perished at the hands of Fang Tu.

It was only natural that there would be discontent and resentment.

However, as the discussions unfolded, everything changed subtly and imperceptibly.

Of course, there were also stubborn individuals: "Fang Tu killed my family and ruined my home. Why shouldn't I hate him?"

These people faced a wave of criticism and condemnation from others.

"The stories say that your family didn't do anything wrong. Don't you know what your family did? Haven't you seen the thick stacks of documents posted at the Guarding Hall detailing your family's crimes?"

"According to you, should we worship your family members after all they've done?"

"Pah!"

Currently, the Heavenly Human Martial Academy was filled with voices eagerly anticipating Fang Che's lecture. Many alumni had even returned to the academy to wait for his arrival.

After one and a half months of discussion among the students, the name 'Fang Tu' had become a towering monument!

...

"Headmaster Qin, it's been a while," Fang Che said, suppressing the strong sense of familiarity in his heart and smiling warmly.

Fang Che, regarding our previous agreement."

Qin Fengyun smiled and said, "The Celestial Capital is almost done with the rectification, and we're just waiting for the document summary and financial tidying up, right?"

"Yes, and there are some other tasks that need to be wrapped up as well."

"I wonder when Captain Fang will have some free time. Shall we set a time?"

Qin Fengyun smiled and said, "Otherwise, if a new appointment comes down, I might not be able to keep up with Captain Fang's pace."

Fang Che laughed and after a moment of contemplation, he said, "In that case, tomorrow afternoon, I have two hours of time."

"Then it's settled for tomorrow afternoon."

Qin Fengyun was overjoyed and said, "I'll go back and tell them. These kids will probably be thrilled."

Fang Che smiled and said, "If I strictly follow the martial academy's student records, I'm just a second-year student. Is it really appropriate for me to go and teach?"

Qin Fengyun was taken aback and burst into laughter, shaking his head repeatedly, "Captain Fang, not everyone can compare to you."

"It's rare for Dean Qin to not reject the idea. Then let's make it tomorrow afternoon."

The discussion was concluded.

Qin Fengyun immediately left in quick steps. He still had to go back and make arrangements, and call a few brothers to gather.

For some reason, Qin Fengyun felt an unusual sense of urgency in his steps and a particularly refreshed mind.

...

Fang Che sighed.

In the Guardian Hall, he left a message: "Hurry up! As soon as possible!"

Then he walked out.

The Guardian Hall was filled with mountains of case files and a sea of paperwork, overwhelming the assembled document clerks, almost driving them crazy.

Those with martial arts backgrounds were slightly better off, but the ordinary clerks without martial skills were physically and mentally exhausted.

Working in shifts and still being this tired, it was truly exhausting.

With a stroke of the pen, several lives were at stake.

Hundreds of years of injustice cases needed to be sorted out, then posted for public viewing, with a summary every few days.

After everything was done, there would be a final summary.

"Over six million lives..."

Everyone's scalp went numb.

Most of these lives belonged to once-powerful martial artists.

"Let's get to work. This master has a bad temper."

"Of course... just look at these lives. This is no longer about having a good or bad temper."

"Hurry up, complaining is useless when working for Captain Fang. What's there to complain about? Our descendants will benefit generation after generation. A little labor is nothing."

"You're right."

"..."

...

The Celestial Capital had regained its former prosperity, but everyone's voices were noticeably softer.

That day, the battle between Fang Tu and Snow Robe seemed like it had happened centuries ago.

Even after that day, there were still people complaining about their losses.

Wails of despair, cries of collapse, and moans of regret were common.

But since the slaughter began, these voices abruptly stopped.

Money is good, but compared to lives... what is money? Countless gamblers who came here regretted their decisions beyond measure.

Batch after batch, Fang Tu slaughtered them, and batch after batch of corpses were loaded onto corpse transport vehicles, disappearing into the mass grave.

It was said that the mass grave had already piled up into mountains, and the surrounding hills had been flattened.

Because the soil on the mass grave side was insufficient.

Regardless of status, they all rested here together.

When the Celestial Capital finally announced the completion of the rectification, countless people breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, people came to visit the mass grave.

Looking at the mass grave towering into the clouds, countless people gasped in shock.

A moment of silence.

However, everyone felt that unlike other mass graves, which were dark and terrifying, making their scalps tingle, the Celestial Capital's mass grave, despite the dense graves, did not give off a dark and terrifying feeling.

The towering trees presented a vibrant scene.

The malevolent, death, and evil Qi... not a trace remained!

This left countless people in awe.

...

Fang Che, in his black uniform, walked down the street, and everyone's eyes were filled with respect as they watched Captain Fang pass by, their eyes filled with awe and reverence.

That black uniform gave people an endless sense of safety and reverence.

Not just Captain Fang, even a random official from the Guardian Hall wearing the uniform on the street would have a similar effect.

Fang Che's body flickered, and he finally saw the Four Seas Teahouse.

A helpless smile appeared on his lips.

He still walked in.

Inside, a storyteller sat on the stage, spitting words like a fountain: "Last time, I spoke about Captain Fang's intelligent elimination of the Triple Absolute Gates, and the handsome gentleman trapped in the Beauty Pass. Just as Captain Fang was about to take action against these demons and monsters, a fragrant breeze surrounded him, and two worldly beauties suddenly appeared, their faces blushing, eyes sparkling..."

"These two women: slender figures like heavenly beings, exquisite features like visitors from beyond the clouds, soft chests and white arms like creamy jade..."

The storyteller was in full flow, but his eyes suddenly widened, and his face turned deathly pale.

Unexpectedly, Fang Che entered the room.

In Celestial Capital, anyone who didn't recognize Fang Che's face could almost be said to be non-existent.

The storyteller had no idea that he was narrating the most sensual part when the main character suddenly appeared before him, causing him to falter.

The storyteller scrambled down, bowing and pleading, "Captain Fang, spare my life... I'm just a humble storyteller, I didn't ruin your reputation..."

The audience was so engrossed, they wished they could experience it themselves, especially the beauty scheme...

Just as the storyteller was getting to the juicy part, he suddenly froze, and strange noises filled the room. The audience was furious, wondering why he suddenly started making those noises.

Then, they saw Captain Fang, and the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone was scared, their heads feeling like they were about to explode.

This was Captain Fang's R-rated scene... Although he would eventually be killed, there needed to be a process...

But Captain Fang interrupted the R-rated scene.

No wonder the storyteller was so scared that even his soul trembled.

Sun Wutian, with his white hair, sat in the seat closest to the storyteller, opening his eyes and looking at Fang Che with displeasure.

"I was just getting to the good part... What are you doing here?"

Fang Che was helpless.

I told you to disguise yourself and come here, but you insisted I come in person. Now look what's happened... Am I to blame? I know you wanted to see me show off, and then let you enjoy it yourself.

But your... your taste is a bit too much.

"Get up."

Fang Che could only say, "It's nothing, I was just bored, so I came to listen to a story. Please continue."

The storyteller felt his lower body tighten, and he couldn't continue.

"It's fine, it's just a story."

Fang Che encouraged.

Finally, the storyteller was invited back to the stage, but the old man was pale, trembling, his eyes filled with fear, and his legs were crossed as if he was about to lose control...

Everyone knew this storyteller was done for.

But no one dared to make a sound.

Below, everyone was afraid to move, either burying their heads or crossing their legs...

Sun Wutian sighed and transmitted, "What's the matter?"

Fang Che transmitted, "The Night Emperor of Celestial Capital invites you to meet tonight. Are you interested? Also, there's a grand lecture at the Martial Academy tomorrow afternoon. Are you interested in giving a lecture?"

Fang Che felt exhausted.

I said to discuss it on the communication jade, but you insisted I come in person.

Now he's transmitting again...

This Elder Demigod was going back and forth, just to show off.

And you're just sitting here with your white hair. Even if I came to show off, what pleasure would you get?

Sun Wutian transmitted, "What nonsense! I'm not going! Not a single event! I've done so much for you, and now you want me to do this? Are you planning to do nothing?"

Sun Wutian was very displeased.

I've worked myself to the bone, and you take all the credit. Now you want me to teach? You... even the production team's donkey wouldn't be treated like this!

"Then I'll leave?"

"Get out! Don't ruin my mood!"

Fang Che's heart felt like ten thousand divine beasts roaring through.

This Elder Demigod has gone mad!

So he smiled faintly, "It seems I can't continue here... You continue, I'm leaving."

Then, smiling at the storyteller, he said, "This beauty scheme, it's possible, but..."

Captain Fang helplessly said, "Just don't make it real, please."

"Pfft..."

Someone in the audience couldn't help but burst out laughing upon hearing this.

Various strange sounds of holding back filled the room.

The storyteller's face turned pale, "I dare not, sir."

Fang Che turned and left, disappearing in an instant.

His heart felt speechless, forming dark clouds in the sky... It had truly reached an extreme.

Captain Fang left.

Sun Wutian urged, "Go, go, quickly continue."

The storyteller's face was ashen, "Everyone... let me go to the toilet first... I..."

"I'm going too, I'm going too."

Instantly, half the audience left, all crossing their legs and scurrying to the bathroom.

After a while, everyone returned, and the storyteller clapped the gavel, "We were talking about Captain Fang encountering two beauties, their chests, their legs... Cough, cough, cough..."

The storyteller's face was ashen, "Everyone... let's continue tomorrow... I... I really can't today..."

The news spread quickly, and no one expected this.

Captain Fang's words at the Four Seas Teahouse had directly ended all the storytellers' R-rated scenes in Celestial Capital!

R-rated scenes, everyone understood, but Captain Fang Che directly said, 'Don't make it real,' how could they continue?

Just touch and be done with it?

But strangely, as long as the storytellers didn't mention Captain Fang and only narrated other sensual stories, they flowed smoothly.

So, a theory emerged: Captain Fang was a divine figure, and one couldn't casually fabricate his stories.

Even if it was arranged, fate would seal the truth. This claim gained the agreement of all the storytellers. It seemed that they would rather talk about others...

Fang Che was unaware that his act to cooperate with Sun Wutian had such an effect.

However, Sun Wutian's interest in tormenting others left Fang Che speechless. "You, a master of the clouds, are pretending to be a commoner among the masses. What pleasure do you seek in this?"

Time passed slowly.

In the afternoon, the new Hall Master of the Heavenly Capital City Guard Hall reported for duty.

At the Heavenly Capital City Guard Hall, the new Hall Master, Yu Xiaoran from the Yu Clan, over 1600 years old, greeted Fang Che enthusiastically, "Captain Fang... I've heard so much about you..."

"Let's not talk about my reputation for now... I'm eager to finish here and return to the southeast."

Fang Che maintained his composure.

Yu Xiaoran burst into laughter, "Good! Then I'll quickly organize the team to work."

"The portion belonging to the southeast must be well-accounted for."

Fang Che insisted, "I want to take it all with me!"

"Captain Fang..."

Yu Xiaoran pulled Fang Che aside, "Regarding finances, the southeast and your Execution and Inspection Team can only take away three-tenths..."

"What?!"

Fang Che's eyes widened in shock. After all his hard work, they could only take three-tenths? He immediately became furious, "What's the meaning of this?!"

"It's the Ninth Master's decision... This time, all the gambling revenue from the Celestial Capital will be taken away, and the headquarters will take seven-tenths of the rectification costs."

Yu Xiaoran's face turned pale. "Moreover, our trip to the Heavenly Capital Guard Hall is even more pointless. We can't even make a single penny."

Fang Che's eyes widened. "What's going on here?"

"It's just a rumor... just a rumor..."

Yu Xiaoran switched to telepathic communication, "It's said that after Captain Fang's rectification of Bai Wu Zhou, the Ninth Master became envious... Bai Wu Zhou Guard Hall's half-tenth is too much, and Wu Zhiyun is living like a rich lord... But all the other Guard Halls are complaining. It means everyone is poor, so why is Bai Wu Zhou so wealthy? It's all because of Captain Fang's work. Bai Wu Zhou Guard Hall just cleaned up a bit, so why is it so favored?"

"Then the headquarters felt... it made sense. So, they changed the rules..."

Yu Xiaoran spread his hands helplessly, "I can't do anything about it..."

Fang Che was enraged, "Then why are they deducting from our southeast? Our southeast's Nirvana Martial Academy is like a giant money-devouring beast, and no amount of money is enough. Give us a little more, or else send the disabled from other places to us!"

"Is this the Ninth Master's decision, or is someone else interfering? Do they want to swallow the money I earned for the southeast?"

Fang Che was furious.

"You should ask the headquarters about this," Yu Xiaoran said.

"You contact the headquarters, and I'll ask," Fang Che replied.

But Fang Che didn't have the contact information for the headquarters.

His level was insufficient.

Yu Xiaoran didn't refuse and immediately started contacting them.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the matter was reported up the chain of command, reaching the Staff Affairs Hall. On this side, when Dongfang Sanzan's staff saw that Fang Tu had personally come to inquire about the money.

Someone immediately went to report to Dongfang Sanzan.

Dongfang Sanzan was also troubled by Fang Che...

He gave the instruction: "The southeast headquarters can keep half!"

Fang Che conveyed the message and submitted another request: "So, we're giving three-tenths to the headquarters? Because the Execution and Inspection Team also needs two-tenths."

This successfully provoked a reprimand from the Ninth Master: "Take two-tenths from the southeast headquarters's five-tenths!"

"And not a single penny from the other five-tenths can be touched! And Captain Fang, as a Zhen Shou Zhe, should consider the bigger picture!"

This was equivalent to a reprimand for Captain Fang.

Moreover, the Ninth Master personally reprimanded him... This carried significant weight.

But Fang Che was clear-headed and pretended to be wronged, agreeing with a sullen face. He returned to his room, feeling aggrieved.

"It seems that my hard work for the southeast headquarters has flaws, as I was too enthusiastic. This reprimand is the Ninth Master's doing."

Fang Che sighed.

Such widespread criticism couldn't be hidden.

So, the Only Righteous Sect also learned about it soon.

Yan Nan specifically asked the Yinshen Palace, "Why does Fang Che need so much money? Is his mind alright? Has he gone money-crazy?"

The Yinshen Palace started to cry poor, "Deputy Sect Leader, establishing the Night Demon Sect from scratch requires an enormous amount of money. It's not something that can be built without money..."

Yan Nan was enraged, "But it shouldn't be so obvious, right?"

The Yinshen Palace said, "I'll remind him!"

"You've already been reprimanded by Dongfang Sanzan!"

Yan Nan was enraged, "In the future, let him be more careful! Be mindful of your identity!"

So, the Yinshen Palace quickly contacted Fang Che and explained the situation, finally saying, "You should be careful!"

Fang Che cried out in protest, "Master, on the surface, I'm doing this for you to earn money for the southeast headquarters, isn't this contributing to their achievements? As for my personal gain, it's just a small portion I kept for myself. Is this not allowed? How else can I establish the Night Demon Sect?"

(End of Chapter)

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