The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 719: Night Demon, Where Are Your Eyes? [Wise Haichen's Additional Chapters 73 and 74] - Novel Cool

Chapter 719: Night Demon, Where Are Your Eyes? [Wise Haichen's Additional Chapters 73 and 74]

Chapter 719: Night Demon, Where Are Your Eyes? [Wise Haichen's Additional Chapters 73 and 74]

Fang Che and the other nine stood at attention.

"I hereby bestow upon Fang Che, Yu Zhong Ge, Mo Gan Yun, Dong Yun Yu, Qiu Yun Shang, Jing Shuang Gao, Feng Xiang Dong, Xue Wan Ren, Ye Meng, and Zhao Ying E, the title of Guardian. Specially awarded the Guardian's Golden Border Emblem!"

"Fang Che's Guardian serial number is 988...999."

"Yu Zhong Ge's serial number..."

Fang Che counted the digits and couldn't help but click his tongue. Eleven digits! Ranked beyond a hundred billion, and even beyond nine hundred billion.

This number gave Fang Che a sense of heaviness.

Over nine hundred million... Among this vast number, how many serial numbers belonged to those who had already sacrificed and no longer existed?

Most of them, perhaps?

With several gleaming Celestial Iron badges with golden borders pinned to their chests, the ceremony was officially concluded.

On the front was a golden border with the serial number, and in the center, crossed swords supporting the sun, moon, and clouds, shining brightly.

On the back were a few words engraved.

Verdant Wave City, Fang Che.

Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, and then Celestial Iron, Celestial Bronze, Celestial Silver, Celestial Gold, and Celestial Jade.

The Guardians had nine ranks.

And the golden border represented honor.

The badge that Fang Che and the others received was the Celestial Iron badge, already above the ordinary Guardian's gold badge. A single golden border indicated that they had achieved immortal merit.

The Celestial Iron badge was indestructible under normal circumstances. Upon death, it would be registered according to the Guardian's badge.

Fang Che couldn't help but sigh.

Even he didn't know why he was sighing.

An Ruo Xing said, "You have three days to rest. After three days, a new mission will be assigned."

"Yes."

The ceremony concluded.

However, An Ruo Xing didn't leave. She stepped forward and looked at the badges on the ten people's chests, her expression complex.

She spoke softly, "You all know that some news has reached you as well. Becoming a Guardian is an honor, but it also comes with responsibility. This badge represents... life and death, no longer in your own hands."

An Ruo Xing took two steps back and saluted.

"I hope you all return safely," she said.

Then she turned and left.

Fang Che turned to face his brothers across from him and chuckled, "Happy? You've become Guardians?"

"Yes!"

Mo Gan Yun burst into laughter, gazing at the medal on his chest with reverence, "Big Brother, do you know that many on the continent refer to this medal as... the Immortal Shield."

"But it is the pursuit of our lifetime, the cause of our lives!"

"Immortal Shield... Hahahaha..."

The brothers laughed together.

"Big Brother, the Life and Death Patrol, we haven't killed enough."

Mo Gan Yun laughed, "Actually... those who call the Guardian's medal the Immortal Shield... even if they haven't committed any crimes, I still want to kill them!"

He spoke these words with a smile.

But his voice was icy.

And he spoke through gritted teeth.

Fang Che could only remain silent.

He also wanted to kill!

But those people... they truly couldn't be killed... for what crime? They hadn't done anything, just had foul mouths, calling the medal the Immortal Shield.

They didn't even understand what this badge represented, and he would kill them for it?

That was clearly impossible.

But these four words were enough to chill a Guardian's heart.

Generations of my family have toiled in the extreme cold and extreme realms, safeguarding the safety of this continent. Countless ancestors have shed blood on the battlefield, some never experiencing a day of prosperity...

And yet, we are insulted by the very people we protect?

Immortal Shield?

"There are many people on the continent... and many hearts, many dark human natures..."

Fang Che could only smile, "Why should a soaring dragon and phoenix care about the words of ants?"

"But one day, I may die for them."

Mo Gan Yun was not satisfied.

"No, even if you die one day, it will be for our families, for the people we care about!"

Fang Che smiled, "As for those who call it the Immortal Shield... they are not worthy! Even if they light incense for us after we die... the incense will stink. The heroic spirits will not accept it!"

"Hahahaha... that's a satisfying statement."

Fang Che said, "But now that we are all Guardians, and we may part ways in three days... so, time is limited. Let's make the most of it and spar."

He grinned, "All seven of you, come at me! I'll tell you in advance, I won't hold back. The opponents you face in the future may not be as fierce as me!"

"Good!"

All seven of them knew that this was their final special training before parting ways.

They were immediately filled with enthusiasm.

They removed the badges from their chests and placed them carefully to the side.

The seven of them roared and charged forward.

...

Fang Che drank a cup of tea.

Waiting for Yan Beihan's message.

During the wait, Mo Gan Yun and the other six were beaten by him twelve times! This time, he aimed for their vital points!

One punch could knock them unconscious!

Upon waking, they would spar again, and if their flaws remained uncorrected, another punch would render them unconscious.

For the third time, they still didn't change, so they were mercilessly punched and kicked until they were beaten to a pulp and left unconscious!

Using all kinds of martial arts, life-saving techniques, and dirty tricks, all seven of them were defeated, and their leader was equally ruthless.

However, Fang Che ruthlessly exploited their weaknesses.

Even without any weaknesses, they had to create them to attack.

Before noon, they had been knocked down twelve times.

"Remember how you fell each time! When you go to the secret realm, there's a high chance you'll die because of this!"

Fang Che held a teacup and looked at the seven people lying on the ground.

"In these three days, I'll find out all the reasons for your deaths, and then you'll have to figure out how to make up for it!"

"For those who can't make up for it, you'll have to put something in the corresponding place that can withstand attacks and save your lives!"

"I have to say, your progress during this time has left me a bit disappointed!"

Fang Che spoke with a tone of frustration.

The seven people lay on the ground, their heads hanging low.

They felt that their combat experience had become so rich that it had reached a certain level.

But how did Fang Lao Da's combat experience become so instinctive?

How many intense life-and-death battles did it take to achieve this?

"The same fighting style... the same person who has integrated all combat and killing into their instincts, I've only seen it in a few of my grandfathers."

Feng Xiangdong sighed, "How did you do it, Fang Lao Da?"

Yu Zhong Ge said, "Are you talking about Feng Dao, Feng Shuang, Feng Wang, Feng Di, and those grandfathers and great-grandfathers?"

Feng Xiangdong nodded.

Hehe laughed, "You don't know, we of the Feng, Yu, and Xue families, each generation has reserved domineering names that are not allowed to be used by ordinary disciples!"

"Only after standing out in the family can you use that name."

"Some names, if a family generation doesn't meet the requirements, will be sealed and not given to just anyone."

"For example, my name, Feng Xiangdong, Xue Wanren, and Yu Zhong Ge, among our peers in the family, are considered top-notch, but they don't reach the level of an honorific."

Fang Che said, "No wonder you're so unambitious, you can't even get a decent name."

"Our Feng family has several sealed names. I've set my sights on one of them and plan to fight for it."

Feng Xiangdong said.

"What name?"

"Feng Sheng!"

Yu Zhong Ge laughed, "You really dare to think... Feng Xiangdong, if you can get Feng Sheng, I'll go for Yu Shen."

Xue Wanren sighed, "Do I have to fight for Xue Di? I didn't even dare to think about it..."

Dong Yun Yu said, "Our Dong family also has a name that I've always wanted."

Everyone asked in unison, "What name?"

"Dong Jian!"

Dong Yun Yu said with longing, "I've liked this name for a long time."

Everyone fell silent.

After a while, Fang Che said slowly, "I estimate that this name... you don't need to worry, it'll naturally fall upon you."

Everyone nodded together.

What Fang Lao Da said made perfect sense.

"You've rested enough, quickly take the pills and recover, then come again!"

After thoroughly beating Yu Zhong Ge and the others eight more times, news from Yan Beihan finally arrived.

"Night Demon, where are you?"

Fang Che immediately gathered everyone, "Quickly, take the pills, and come again. I'll go out and take care of something."

The seven people, whose human forms had been beaten beyond recognition, wanted to cry but had no tears left, "Fang Lao Da, you can go now..."

"No!"

Fang Che's eyes widened, "Hurry up!"

After thoroughly beating the seven people, who were already in a pitiful state, once more.

Fang Che left triumphantly, "Continue in the afternoon!"

The seven people lay on the ground, wanting to cry but unable to shed tears.

"Big Brother... we can't continue..."

Feng Xiangdong's tears were beaten out of him, "... I just want to go to the secret realm and fight for his life, "... I just want to go to the secret realm and fight..."

A sentence that spoke for everyone.

The others all nodded in agreement.

They would rather fight to the death than be trampled on by Fang Lao Da...

"Beaten twenty times in one morning!"

Mo Gan Yun was speechless, questioning the heavens...

"Lingchi would be better than this..."

Yu Zhong Ge.

"In three more days, I'll truly be free from suffering!"

Dong Yun Yu spoke with longing.

"There's still two and a half days..."

Qiu Yun Shang's body went limp, and he stared at the sky with lifeless eyes.

Ye Meng kindly reminded them, "You should also practice more during these nights."

"Ah!!"

The seven people screamed in unison.

...

Fang Che transformed into the Night Demon once again and arrived at Yanhuilou Tower.

This time, only Yan Beihan and Hong Yi were there.

Yan Beihan presented three plans, which were targeted at the next secluded mountain gate.

Yan Beihan prepared three targets.

They were the Stupa Sect, Illusion Sect, and Freedom Sect.

"Night Demon, look at these three sets of information, which one is the best to target?"

Yan Beihan asked humbly.

"What does Yan Da mean?"

"I mean targeting the Stupa Sect."

Yan Beihan said, "These three sects are on par, but their strengths vary. The Stupa Sect is the weakest among them.

Fang Che carefully read through the information of the three mountain sects.

Indeed, Stupa Sect was the weakest, with a strength comparable to the former Cold Sword Sect.

However, after reviewing all three sects, Fang Che frowned.

"If I were to make the decision, I would choose to attack Illusion Sect first." Fang Che suggested an unexpected direction, surprising Yan Beihan.

Illusion Sect was the strongest among the three sects.

"But we initially agreed to pick the easiest target, a soft persimmon that we can easily squeeze," Yan Beihan said, puzzled. "Moreover, the people from Feng Yun have clearly stated that they won't hold us back. Why did you choose the strongest one?"

This seemed to contradict the established strategy of 'always picking the softest persimmon to squeeze.'

Fang Che smiled bitterly, "General Yan, you might have misunderstood my intention. I meant to choose the easiest target, the one with the highest chance of success... not the weakest one."

"Stupa Sect has made considerable preparations, with plenty of informants, and they also hold a certain amount of authority. But look here, General Yan. Stupa Sect is jointly governed by the sect leader and the revered elders."

"These elders are the sect leader's masters, grandmasters, and even ancestors."

"In other words, the relationships here are unbreakable. Although our people seem to hold authority, they are not among the revered elders in the upper echelons."

"This means that the authority our people hold can be easily overridden or even revoked by a single word from these elders."

"The motto of Stupa Sect is: 'This sword pierces the heavens, unyielding even if it breaks; cutting through the floating life, slaughtering the heavens!'"

"So, the people of Stupa Sect are generally like this—their sword auras are sharp, and they are fearless. Even the lower-ranked disciples have unyielding personalities, preferring death over surrender!"

"Therefore, I don't recommend choosing Stupa Sect. Even if we achieve our goal in the end, it will be a bitter victory. It will be extremely fierce, and we can anticipate that."

Fang Che continued, "As for Freedom Sect, they embody the word 'freedom' in their name. They just want to live freely and have no desire to join the Guardians or the Only Righteous Sect. They only seek freedom and leisure, and nothing can affect their carefree lifestyle... So, the people of Freedom Sect are the most carefree and unconcerned. However, they value freedom the most."

"Once something threatens their freedom, they would rather give up everything and fight to the death to defend what they hold dear."

"So, neither of these two sects is the best choice."

Fang Che paused, pointing to the plan for Illusion Sect, "As for Illusion Sect... Judging by its name, it's easy to manipulate and control, like a dream... illusory and unreal."

"Of course, we can't make assumptions based solely on the sect's name, but looking at their introduction, it's clear: Illusion Sect has never participated in any battles. The other sects have varying degrees of experience in assisting the Guardians in combat, but Illusion Sect has never done so."

"What does this indicate? It shows that firstly, they have no intention of offending our Only Righteous Sect. Secondly, they may not have a favorable impression of the Guardians, but they also don't seem to dislike our Only Righteous Sect."

"In fact, they still hold the greatest fantasy about our Only Righteous Sect: their non-involvement in conflicts is proof! Because no matter which side wins, they can use the same reasoning: we have always maintained absolute neutrality, so what's wrong with letting us continue to be neutral?"

"We have never offended you."

Fang Che said, "General Yan, can you sense anything from my speculation?"

Yan Beihan pondered, "They fear both the Guardians and our Only Righteous Sect?"

"Yes, they are timid!" Fang Che replied calmly.

"At the very least, the person who made the decision for Illusion Sect is timid, hesitant, and cowardly," Fang Che stated.

"So, I boldly speculate that as long as we find this person, Illusion Sect can be easily dealt with."

Fang Che continued, "Moreover, this person isn't hard to find! Considering the long lifespan of high-level cultivators, this person is very likely to be the ancestor of Illusion Sect."

"Under the influence of such an ancestor, the people of Illusion Sect have weaker resolve for a decisive battle."

"So..."

Fang Che smiled, "This is all I could think of."

Yan Beihan's eyes lit up, "Excellent!"

She stood up and paced, "Indeed, from this perspective, Illusion Sect is the easiest target."

She sighed, "Previously, someone else also suggested attacking Illusion Sect first, but their approach was different from yours, so... it wasn't accepted."

"But what I've said is based on speculation. Whether the actual situation is like this or not still requires extensive investigation and a decisive judgment."

Yan Beihan, of course, would not act blindly.

"Who was it who suggested attacking Illusion Sect first, and what was their reason?" Fang Che asked curiously.

"It was Zhou Mei'er, the talented Grand Steward I discovered this time," Yan Beihan replied.

"Her reason was that Illusion Sect has many factions, and according to investigations, there are numerous conflicts between males and females. There are too many genius disciples, and the relatively outstanding female disciples in terms of appearance, figure, temperament, and talent are only three. So, there's intense competition among them, including their previous and even more distant generations... Therefore, she suggested approaching this from this angle."

"Zhou Mei'er!"

Fang Che's mind conjured up an image of a gentle and graceful figure.

Her enchanting eyes held a hint of sadness.

It was as if he could smell the aroma of wine in his mouth again. The nine cups of wine seemed to still linger on his palate.

Thinking of Zhou Mei'er's marriage alliance, he couldn't help but sigh and say, "This Zhou Mei'er is truly talented. This point is also very important. Because a man's jealousy for a woman can be a powerful force. If used well, this is an important means of breaking down and gaining from the middle!"

"I didn't think of this at all. Indeed, there are many talents under Yan's command."

Yan Beihan also smiled and said, "Yes, Zhou Mei'er is indeed excellent. Her thinking is meticulous and thorough. She's a bit cold and not very lively in character. But sometimes, when discussing issues, she has great depth. Moreover, she often brings up ideas from directions that others wouldn't think of, and her decisiveness is strong."

Fang Che fell silent.

Saying a good word for Zhou Mei'er was enough.

If he said more, it would seem too deliberate.

But it had to be said that through his words, Yan Beihan once again placed more importance on Zhou Mei'er.

She couldn't help but think about the arrangements after returning.

The conversation was almost over, and the main topic had been discussed. Yan Beihan still had more to say.

Smiling, she asked, "Night Demon, did you notice anything different about me yesterday when I was with Ice Senior and Chen Xue?"

"Different?"

Fang Che was a bit confused.

"Where... is it different?" He genuinely hadn't noticed anything.

"Didn't you see the difference between us?"

Yan Beihan's eyes widened.

"No," Fang Che nodded honestly, his eyes clear and foolish.

"..."

Yan Beihan clenched her teeth and said, "I already gave them the Heavenly Beauty Pill, and you didn't notice?"

Fang Che asked sincerely, "Senior Yan, how... how can I tell?"

Yan Beihan's enthusiasm waned, and her small face drooped.

She said with little interest, "Use your eyes to see."

"..."

Fang Che's eyes widened in confusion.

"..."

Yan Beihan rubbed her delicate small hand, feeling a bit helpless.

Before taking the pill and after, and even after a period of digestion and nourishment... the changes were almost like heaven and earth had flipped... How could you not see it?

Yan Beihan really wanted to grab Fang Che by the collar and ask: How can you be so detailed in your analysis, yet when faced with a girl's transformation, you see nothing?

Didn't you notice that her skin tone is more moist and delicate? Her skin is tighter? Her hair is more youthful, and even her eyes are forever clear and distinct? The marks of sword and knife training on her hands have completely disappeared?

That weathered look from the rivers and lakes has also vanished?

She looks even more crystal-like, more beautiful, and more vibrant...

You can't see it?

Are you blind?

Poor Fang Che stared with foolish clarity, finally saying against his will, "It seems... it seems... more beautiful..."

Yan Beihan's phoenix eyes narrowed, and she asked with clenched teeth, "Where is it more beautiful?"

Fang Che scratched his head, blinked, and squeezed his eyes tightly, saying, "It seems... anyway..."

Finally, he slumped and said, "I can't see it..."

"Hehe..."

Yan Beihan laughed in anger, "Night Demon, your eyes..."

She took out a bottle of pills from her spatial ring and slammed it on the table, "Take this! It will enhance your vision."

Fang Che's face contorted.

It was actually a bottle of the lowest-grade Bright Vision Pill.

He swallowed his anger and said, "Thank you, Senior Yan, for your gift."

"Take more!"

Yan Beihan slammed out another row of pills and shouted, "Eat it like food!"

"Okay..."

Fang Che reluctantly picked up the bottle.

"What's your current cultivation level?" Yan Beihan asked, "Have you reached the Sage level?"

"No... I'm at the Venerable Fourth Level, almost at the peak."

Fang Che replied.

"Too slow!"

Yan Beihan slammed out a pile of resources, "Take it and use it."

"Thank you, Senior Yan."

"Do you still have Divine Metal Sustenance?"

"Not much. I can use it for another month. I've been very frugal with it," Fang Che said.

In fact, according to his usage, it could last for more than a year.

"I'll give you another six thousand jin."

Yan Beihan slammed out another pile of resources.

Fang Che was delighted and exclaimed, "Thank you, Senior Yan! You are the greatest benefactor of my humble position!"

He hurriedly picked up the resources.

"Don't be stingy, don't be frugal. Soak them directly in it!" Yan Beihan instructed, "Eat as much as you can, and when it's gone, I'll give you more!"

"But I estimate that I'll have a new mission soon... and it might be a long time before I see Senior Yan again."

Fang Che lowered his eyes.

"Then I'll give you four thousand jin more, making it ten thousand jin."

Yan Beihan slammed out another pile.

"Thank you, Senior Yan! You are truly the greatest benefactor of my humble position!"

Fang Che's mouth curved into a wide smile.

Yan Beihan smiled reservedly and said with anticipation, "Night Demon, I ask you, among all the women you've seen, who is the most beautiful?"

(End of Chapter)

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