The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 697: The Gentleman's Sword - Novel Cool

Chapter 697: The Gentleman's Sword

Chapter 697: The Gentleman's Sword

After traveling over ten thousand li, they still hadn't discovered anything.

Golden Horned Serpent was constantly berated, feeling like he was drenched in dog's blood.

"Damn it! Where have those little Supreme Leaders gone?"

Fang Che's heart was burning with frustration. He didn't want to encounter these guys, but now that he needed to find them, they were nowhere to be found.

However, Fang Che was well aware that the land in the Southeast Seventeen Provinces, including the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Spirit Forest, was vast.

Searching for a few people in such a vast continent was no easy task.

Moreover, with the heavy snow and deep snowdrifts, these people could easily hide themselves by finding a snow-covered spot to lie low.

The Guardian's tens of thousands of experts were searching the mountains for survivors, but these little Supreme Leaders were constantly on the move, hiding and avoiding encounters. They knew that with their smaller numbers, they would be at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation.

So, they were also constantly seeking opportunities to strike, even deliberately avoiding combat.

It was only natural that Fang Che couldn't find them.

Fang Che had asked Yin Shen Gong.

"Master, how many Supreme Leaders were sent to the Southeast?"

"I truly don't know."

Yin Shen Gong's status wasn't high enough to know such details.

During the initial assembly, the distribution of Supreme Leaders to the Southeast was only known in terms of the total number. No one knew the specific allocation for the Southeast.

Yin Shen Gong had no knowledge of this matter, but Feng Yun would definitely know. However, Fang Che didn't have a way to contact him, and even if he did, he couldn't risk it.

If Feng Yun found out, he would likely capture Fang Che, the Night Demon Sect Leader, and although he might not kill him, he would definitely put him under house arrest.

Fang Che was at a loss.

The only option now was to search blindly, like a headless fly, but the chances of finding them were even slimmer than finding a needle in a haystack.

After fruitlessly searching for the Heavenly Will Sect's Supreme Leader, Fang Che suddenly remembered the Ten Thousand Spirit Forest.

And then, an idea came to mind.

Inside the forest, there were few people, but countless demonic beasts! Since the blood of these beasts could also fill the blood vessel, perhaps those little Supreme Leaders had gone there. The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. There was no risk, only gain. If he had thought of it, others might have as well.

When an idea came to mind, he acted on it without hesitation.

Even if they didn't find anything, killing demonic beasts to obtain blood was still worthwhile.

With their cultivation speed, returning wouldn't take much time.

Fang Che ordered Golden Horned Serpent to avoid villages and head straight for the Ten Thousand Spirit Forest.

They rushed forward.

Fang Che paused in the sky, looking back.

"I can't spare the time for this search and rescue mission. My fellow colleagues... you'll have to work a little harder."

There was one more person on Fang Che's mind: Hai Wu Liang. Where had he gone?

Compared to the little Supreme Leaders, Hai Wu Liang was an even smaller target because he was alone.

After killing Mu Lin Yuan, Hai Wu Liang had vanished like a bubble in the ocean.

Fang Che pondered, knowing that to kill Hai Wu Liang, he would have to lure him out. But how could he do that?

That day, when Fang Che had traveled tens of thousands of li alone, Hai Wu Liang hadn't appeared to intercept him. Did he know that Fang Che's strength surpassed his own, or was there another reason?

Now, as the Night Demon Sect moved through the snowstorm, did Hai Wu Liang know about it?

Fang Che continued to ponder as he ran, but his pace didn't slow down.

"Where are we going?" his subordinates asked in confusion.

"The Ten Thousand Spirit Forest, to kill demonic beasts."

Fang Che spoke with solemnity, "The population in the Southeast is too sparse. If we only rely on killing people, when will we establish our sect's foundation? We can't just charge into cities and kill... First, we'll kill some demonic beasts to fill the blood vessel, and then we'll search for them again!"

All six of them raised their hands in agreement.

They all believed that the Supreme Leader was wise.

Indeed, the population in the Southeast was too small.

Although they had seen some people earlier, now, after traveling several thousand li, they hadn't encountered a single person. It was as if they had all disappeared.

Had they all been killed or relocated by the Guardians?

"Why is the population in the Southeast so scarce?" Mo Wang couldn't help but ask.

Fang Che humphed, "In recent years, the high-level battlefields have been in the Southeast... you understand."

"I see."

The six of them instantly realized, "Under the intensity of the battles, the civilians in the Southeast wouldn't dare to live in the mountains and forests... they must have all moved into the cities."

Fang Che said, "If you're not afraid of death, we can charge into a city and kill a batch of them. One strike should be enough."

"Supreme Leader, don't be impulsive!"

The six of them were startled and quickly tried to dissuade him.

If they were discovered and surrounded by the Guardians in the city, there would be no escape.

It would be like seeking death.

If the sect hadn't even been established and they died now, it would be a real shame.

So, the six of them made up their minds to stop the Supreme Leader from entering the city.

Otherwise, with the Supreme Leader's lawless personality, if he really charged into the city after not finding enough people outside, it wouldn't be impossible.

The six of them quickly reached a consensus!

"Supreme Leader, we have all the time in the world.

"There's no rush."

"Supreme Leader, I've heard that many small sects spend years, even decades, just to obtain this foundation. And we've only been at it for a few days."

"The risks of entering the city are too great. Your future is so promising; it's not worth taking such a risk."

"..."

The subordinates continued to persuade, and Supreme Leader Fang readily agreed.

"Then we'll have to kill the demonic beasts."

"Kill the demonic beasts!"

The crowd responded enthusiastically, their attitude positive.

And so, they set off, slaying demonic beasts along the way. Supreme Leader Fang even caught and killed a giant snake that was hibernating deep in the snowy land.

It was as if they were... driven mad by hunger!

As they approached the Ten Thousand Spirit Forest, they made a startling discovery. Up ahead... there were battle cries, someone was fighting!

Fang Che immediately became alert.

This was the Ten Thousand Spirit Forest, a place where ordinary people would never live. There was no doubt that there were no inhabitants here, so the Guardians would never come to this side for rescue.

So, who else could be here? It must be the members of the Only Righteous Sect.

Perhaps they are the small sect leaders who came here before us to hunt demonic beasts and collect their blood. What a coincidence!

"It's the sound of battle! Filled with fighting intent, and... their cultivation is very high."

Mo Wang was the first to make a judgment.

Fang Che waved his hand, "Hide, don't reveal our presence."

Another loud explosion echoed from the other side, and a sharp sword aura seemed to slice through the sky.

Fang Che's expression turned a bit ugly.

"Their cultivation... is so strong. If we were to face them, we might not be a match."

"Yes."

Mo Wang and the others were delighted. Although the Supreme Leader was lawless, his assessment of strength was indeed accurate.

Fang Che felt a bit displeased.

Because he realized that this unexpected situation that suddenly appeared ahead might not be something he could handle!

Their cultivation was too high, far beyond what they could handle.

Even the residual energy of the battle, coming from an unknown distance, made him feel a sense of crisis.

"Could it be someone from the Cloud Armament Spectrum fighting?"

Mo Wang and the others shared the same feeling.

Mo Wang transmitted, "Supreme Leader, we've reached our limit. If we go any further, we might be discovered."

"I understand. Stay here and don't move. Let's observe the situation."

Fang Che issued the command.

The group hid.

Fang Che sent a mental command, and the Golden Horned Serpent silently moved forward.

Soon, news came.

"There are six people besieging one person... It seems like one person is fighting against six. The ones with more people are from the Only Righteous Sect, and the one with fewer people seems to be a Guardian."

Fang Che instantly understood.

There was also someone watching from a distance, probably because their strength was insufficient to join the battle.

But how could such a battle occur in the midst of such heavy snow and in the Ten Thousand Spirit Forest?

The seven people were fighting and saying something, but the Golden Horned Serpent couldn't make out the words.

This made Fang Che even more puzzled.

It was already strange to have a battle here, but for them to be cursing so profanely... that was even stranger.

Most high-level battles were silent, as they were all people of status, and rarely did they engage in such crazy insults.

Unless it was some well-known special person from the continent... but it was impossible for them to gather and fight in such heavy snow, right?

This seemed impossible!

Fang Che was curious and issued a command for the other six to stay put while he slowly activated the Night Demon Divine Technique.

Yes, it was Ning Zai Fei's Night Demon Divine Technique, not Si Kong Ye's Nightmare Divine Technique.

The Night Demon Divine Technique was even more concealed in the heavy snow.

His entire body turned into grayish-white smoke and disappeared from the original spot.

He merged into the blizzard.

Only after truly entering the realm and cultivating the Night Demon Divine Technique did Fang Che truly understand why the Cloud Armament Spectrum's eighth-ranked instrument, the Heavenly Dragon Flute, was said to be a natural-born assassin.

Because the Night Demon Divine Technique was indeed too suitable for assassination! When cultivated to a high level, it was invisible and intangible, and it didn't affect one's actions.

He slowly drifted forward for over twenty li, and finally, he could hear clearly. But the first sentence that entered his ears shocked him so much that he almost fell.

It wasn't because of the person's identity, as he couldn't discern it yet, but because... the curse this person uttered was so filthy!

"Your Wang family is indeed a bunch of bastards! Every one of you is a bunch of no-good bastards! You say you're all of the Wang bloodline, but I don't believe it. You all look so different; you must have been sired by others... and not necessarily by humans... especially you... you must have been sired by a monkey, you bastard!"

"

"Look at your sharp-tongued monkey face... It's hard to imagine how a monkey could willingly... Did they drug the monkey? Otherwise, I'd bet that monkey couldn't get it up!"

Fang Che, hidden in the air, was choked by this vile speech.

It was too filthy... not to mention those who were at the forefront.

The six of them raged with curses.

"Scum!"

"You're still a righteous person!"

"And you're a Guardian!"

"Bastard!"

"I'll kill you, you bastard..."

"Huff... huff..."

The huffing sounds at the end clearly indicated they were driven mad with anger, their breathing becoming uneven.

The one facing six opponents was clearly at a disadvantage, but his verbal attacks against the six of them gave him an absolute upper hand.

"You're still cursing me? You're shivering, and you're still cursing me? Pfft... I won't let you get away with it. I'm not your 'lao zi' (old master). Your father is a monkey... An unwilling monkey, a drugged monkey... You're shivering? What are you shivering about? Are you excited by what I said? Are you about to climax?"

"What's wrong with being a Guardian? Can't Guardians curse you bastards from the Only Righteous Sect? Look at your faces, each one begging to be cursed, to be beaten, to be torn apart... If I don't curse you, you'll be uncomfortable... Tch tch... Seeing me fight a demonic beast, you rush in to take advantage. Just because you've been toyed with by a monkey, you think you're worthy... Haha, your faces are red, your faces are red. You're actually blushing, and it's because of what I said, making you feel ashamed and embarrassed... You're just like your monkey father, both of you are so shameless..."

"The Only Righteous Sect of the Wang Family, tch tch... I never knew your lineage was so complicated. How do you distinguish between the main and collateral branches? Whoever looks most like a monkey is probably the main branch... Tch, tch... I've really seen it all now."

"This Monkey King Sword is indeed despicable. Besides going after my lower body, you won't find anyone else. Tch, tch... I've really seen it all."

"Tch, tch... I used to think your lineage was pure, but now I know it's so complicated. How do you distinguish between the main and collateral branches? Whoever looks most like a monkey is probably the main branch... Tch, tch... I've really seen it all now."

This person's endless cursing truly opened a new world for Fang Che. He never imagined there could be such filthy cursing in this world.

Fang Che stepped forward to see the person in combat.

The six people who had the upper hand were all distorted with rage, their mouths twisted and eyes askew.

However, the one at a disadvantage was calm and composed, with three wisps of beard, exuded elegance. If he didn't speak and one only looked at his face, they would undoubtedly think he was a graceful and refined gentleman.

But at this moment, this graceful gentleman was fighting with a sword in one hand and cursing with the other, and the words that came out of his mouth were even more vile than a latrine pit!

Fang Che was amazed and couldn't help but marvel at his words!

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this person was a Guardian, he would have almost rushed down to give him a beating just for those words!

Even if there was no personal grudge, he would still want to beat him up!

He drew his sword to help the weak.

This mouth was truly too filthy!

But naturally, he wouldn't do that now. Firstly, the opponent had acknowledged his identity as a Guardian, and secondly, his enemies... The six people besieging him and the person watching from the sidelines were all from the Only Righteous Sect!

Moreover, they were from the Wang Family!

Fang Che was sensitive to this surname, especially when it came from the Only Righteous Sect," making him even more sensitive.

Sun Yuan, wasn't he killed by this family?

But... Even if this Guardian was cursing his mortal enemy, Fang Che still had a feeling of 'not being able to listen anymore.'

This situation was precarious, but the feces... No, the words coming out of his mouth were truly shocking.

Then Fang Che thought of someone.

Then he quickly concluded: In the entire continent, besides this person, no one else could have such a filthy mouth!

Dong Yun Yu's master.

The former 'Gentleman Sword,' Wang Jijing.

The number one foul-mouthed person on the continent, according to rumors... was corrupted by his disciple. He took in a disciple, hoping to cultivate him into a gentleman, but instead, his disciple cultivated him into the number one foul-mouthed person on the continent.

This kind of reversal of heaven's will was a once-in-a-lifetime event on the continent!

This person was none other than Mr. Gentleman Sword.

It was truly unprecedented and unparalleled!

His reputation was far-reaching!

"A madman descended from heaven, two masters and disciples; a despicable name spread for a thousand years, a foul mouth unparalleled in history."

This was the awe-inspiring reputation that Dong Yun Yu and his master, Wang Jijing, had established—a reputation that had deeply resonated with the people.

Especially as a master, Wang Jijing's name was loud and clear, like thunder in one's ears.

Wherever he went, people were in awe, and horses would fall.

At the Guardian Headquarters, as long as this Gentleman Sword returned, his might would surpass even Xue Fu Xiao!

Everyone feared him.

It is rumored that Dong Fang Scholar had an audience with Prince Jing. During the meeting, Prince Jing struggled to restrain himself, and Dong Fang Scholar reportedly went a day without eating after seeing him.

Gentleman Sword, Prince Jing!

The universally acknowledged divine being among guardians!

Huh?

Prince Jing? Wang?

Fang Che felt like he had discovered a new continent. He kept cursing the 'Wang family,' but was he unaware that he himself was also surnamed Wang?

This... this is even more ruthless.

However, Fang Che also sensed something amiss. Gentleman Sword Prince Jing was renowned, and although he hadn't made it onto the Cloud Armament Ranking, his strength was undoubtedly within the top hundred on the Cloud.

What level were these six members of the Wang family to have pushed him to such a state?

Fang Che took a closer look.

He instantly understood. On Prince Jing's back, there was an enormous tooth from an unknown demonic beast, clearly broken.

The break was smooth, indicating that it had been bitten by a demonic beast, and then he had slashed the beast's tooth with his sword, leaving the tooth embedded in his body.

This tooth was enormous, piercing through his left shoulder, and its tip... had emerged from his lower abdomen in front of him.

Moreover, his body was covered in dense black marks, clearly indicating the presence of a powerful poison.

There were numerous other wounds on his body, inflicted by demonic beasts.

This Gentleman Sword had suffered fatal injuries. The demonic beast's tooth had pierced through his back and exited from his lower abdomen... and yet his vital organs remained intact?

His dantian was likely affected as well.

But this Gentleman Sword continued to fight.

Not only did he fight, but his words were sharp as blades.

With every word he spoke, black blood flowed from his mouth, yet he continued to speak eloquently, his foul mouth spewing insults.

A dying man, making the six great experts foam at the mouth with rage, not to mention the impact of his fighting. Just from his insults, Fang Che could see that the six had already suffered internal injuries.

However, the situation was also clear—the odds were heavily against them.

Although Gentleman Sword's words were sharp, the poison and injuries were taking their toll.

The six enemies before him might not have been a match for him in his prime, but now, they were the final straws that broke the camel's back. Without external intervention, it was inevitable that this Gentleman Sword would fall here today.

A highly cultivated guardian was being besieged by demons far inferior to him, and he was on the verge of losing his life.

This couldn't help but be a tragedy for a master.

Fang Che assessed the situation and made a quick calculation.

Then, he immediately issued an order, "Mo Wang and the others, retreat immediately!"

"Yes!"

Mo Wang and the others quietly withdrew.

On the battlefield, Gentleman Sword's feet were nailed to the ground, his sword flying up and down, desperately resisting. While cursing furiously, he was also seeking an opportunity, determined to take down at least one of his opponents, or else it would be too much of a loss to be killed by these ants!

However, the six opponents clearly understood this as well, and their attacks didn't let up, but they were also careful not to be reckless. Even if their mouths were bleeding from anger, they would never take a step into the inner circle of the battle.

Killing Prince Jing today would be a great achievement.

None of the six had expected that when they came out to seek treasures for their family, they would encounter such a heaven-sent opportunity! Prince Jing was actually fighting with demonic beasts in the forbidden land and had been severely injured by them! How could they not seize this heaven-sent opportunity and windfall?

Prince Jing kept swinging his sword to defend himself, but his feet remained rooted in place.

Fang Che took a closer look and discovered that on his calf, there was another saw-like tooth from a demonic beast, piercing through the bone.

On one side, it even had half of the tooth's socket, dragging on the ground.

This Gentleman Sword had suffered.

Fang Che couldn't imagine what kind of demonic beast Prince Jing was fighting, and how he had fought to sustain such devastating injuries! But they couldn't wait any longer.

If they waited any longer, Prince Jing would truly be finished.

Fang Che silently channeled the Infinite Sutra and Night Demon Divine Skill, transforming his body to reveal his original appearance.

With his Night Demon Divine Skill not yet cultivated to a profound level, once he made a move, he would break free from the skill, and his original appearance would be revealed.

Therefore, he couldn't use the Night Demon's appearance.

The Dark Emperor was sealed away by him.

Facing such a battle that surpassed the realms, Fang Che's only assurance was to use his ultimate trump card—the Nether World!

The Nether World was already in his hand, and the little sprite quietly entered the gun tip, sensing the full grip of the gun rod. Fang Che took out two Holy Emperor Below All Damage Instant Recovery Pills, the Cloud Spirit Pill.

He slowly placed them in his mouth.

He took a deep breath.

In the sky above the battlefield, amidst the chaotic battle aura and the spiritual energy in the heavy snow, a vortex suddenly formed and poured into Fang Che's mouth.

An ethereal body, holding an invisible long spear, stood as a pillar connecting heaven and earth.

Killing aura, malevolent aura, and heroic aura. All unified within, hidden but not unleashed.

Heaven's momentum, earth's momentum, stars' momentum, mountains' momentum, water's momentum, wind's momentum, snow's momentum, battle's momentum, sharp momentum, killing momentum, and decisive death's momentum.

All converged into one.

The gun tip trembled slightly.

The Nether World on the gun tip blade, its eyes flashing with sharp coldness.

At the same time as the first pill went down his throat—

He thrust the spear!

(End of Chapter)

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