Chapter 726: Dissolution of the Life and Death Squad [Part 2]

Chapter 726: Dissolution of the Life and Death Squad [Part 2]



Killing and leaving a note, how brain-dead can one be!

In Yan Nan's opinion, a purebred demon like Fang Che always goes against his heart's desire and acts as an informant for the Guardians. He must have been very repressed.

Now that the Night Demon Sect has been successfully established, he can finally do things openly. It's clear that he's here to release some pent-up frustration.

But... now is not the time for that.

Yan Nan was very dissatisfied.

Especially with the phrase 'One Sword, Southeast Perish', he couldn't help but feel helpless. What kind of cultivation do you have as an insignificant ant? How dare you leave such words behind? If anyone from the Golden Demon Sect comes, you'll be the one perishing in the Southeast!

It's better to go to the Extreme Realm quickly. It's safer to kill your own people; out of sight, out of mind.

It is said that Dong Sansan has already been angered by that provocative poem. He has ordered the Southeast to search and destroy the Night Demon Sect.

Moreover, he specifically asked Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng to lead their teams down.

Whether there are other arrangements in secret is unknown...

The current Southeast is indeed too unsafe.

"Master, you must also take care. By the way, yesterday, I killed the son of the Golden Demon Sect Leader, Qi Tianyue. I also destroyed his Golden Cloud Sect. Be cautious of possible retaliation from the Golden Demon Sect."

Yin Shen Gong's mind went blank for a moment.

In an instant, he only felt dizzy and his vision blurred.

The disciple of the One Heart Sect's Leader, the Night Demon Sect Leader, Night Demon, killed the son of the Golden Demon Sect Leader, Qi Lingfeng, and the Leader of the Golden Cloud Sect, Qi Tianyue?

It's no wonder Yin Shen Gong thought it was so complicated. From this perspective, this matter is indeed too big!

What merits does the One Heart Sect have?

How can they be mentioned in the same breath as the Golden Demon Sect?

Moreover, Yin Shen Gong clearly knows one thing: Night Demon killed Qi Tianyue, but Night Demon himself is fine.

There's no need to explain why.

But the same may not be true for himself. Although he might not die, the pressure from Qi Lingfeng is relentless.

This is certain.

Because Qi Lingfeng dares not cause trouble for Yan Nan, nor does he dare to provoke Feng Yun. Thirdly, even if he wanted to find Night Demon, he wouldn't be able to locate him.

So, where will Qi Lingfeng vent his anger?

There's no need to ask; besides Yin Shen Gong, who else could it be?

Night Demon's master, who raised and nurtured him.

Everything Night Demon knows now is taught by you, Yin Shen Gong! You are the root cause of the problem. If not for you, how could my son have died?

Who else would he seek revenge on if not you?

This is a natural and ready-made target. Moreover, the impressive part is that even the Leader of the One Heart Sect can't escape!

Why? Because if the monk runs away, the temple won't be able to escape either.

"What do you mean by 'possible retaliation from the Golden Demon Sect'? Possible?"

Yin Shen Gong roared, "How dare you say the word 'possible'? It's definitely going to be retaliation! Their son is dead; how can there not be retaliation?"

"Disciple acted on impulse and killed him... That bastard was so infuriating."

"Nonsense! How can I not understand you?"

Yin Shen Gong's temples throbbed with anger, and he directly addressed Fang Che by his real name, "Fang Che! You damn fool! With your temperament of slaughtering the world, even if he knelt before you, you'd still kill him?! You dare to act as if you were forced into it!"

Fang Che thought to himself that Yin Shen Gong had indeed guessed correctly.

Later, he did indeed kneel before me and kill...

He couldn't help but praise Yin Shen Gong in his heart: Old Yin is capable, even able to predict everything...

"Night Demon..."

Yin Shen Gong sighed.

"Master, please instruct."

"Taking you as my disciple has made my ancestors' graves smoke for eight generations."

These were the only words Yin Shen Gong could say.

Because... it's truly helpless.

Who would have thought that after this guy's cultivation improved, he would be so troublesome and cause such a big commotion!

The communication was cut off.

Fang Che sighed.

I'm also sorry... I also want the Golden Demon Sect Leader to come and cause trouble for me, Master, but unfortunately, he can't find me.

Fang Che pondered in his heart. Since Yin Shen Gong is so anxious, should he go to the Golden Demon Sect after leaving the Mystic Realm?

Helping the master resolve his worries is also what a disciple should do.

However, he doesn't know if his cultivation at that time will be enough to deal with the Golden Demon Sect.

As he thought about it, he returned to the Southeast Headquarters.

A graceful young man with a handsome face, a dignified and elegant demeanor, and a black robe with a starry glow. The collar was adorned with a golden sun, shining brilliantly, and a badge on his chest reflected the morning sun. His eyes shone with divine brilliance, illuminating the vast world.

He exuded righteousness, solemnity, and an aura of authority.

It was none other than the Life and Death Patrol Squad, led by Squad Leader Fang Che, arriving!

Along the way, the crowd gazed at him with respectful eyes.

"Squad Leader Fang has arrived..."

In the Life and Death Patrol courtyard, a scream echoed.

Seven people turned pale.

They had been waiting for Squad Leader Fang's special training the night before and hadn't slept at all. But in the end, he didn't show up.

Just as they relaxed a bit, he returned.

It was simply... unbelievable!

"It seems you're all prepared."

Fang Che smiled and said, "Then let's begin. Look how excited you all are, shouting and cheering..."

The seven people's faces turned pale.

Are we excited and shouting? Do you have some misunderstanding about the word 'excited'?

Bang bang bang...

In the Life and Death Squad's courtyard, a sound echoed that made those who heard it turn pale.

Any experienced martial artist passing by would know that this punch must have landed on the face, this kick must have hit the bones, and those kicks definitely hit the teeth...

In any case, the tough and thick-skinned areas, like the shoulders and buttocks, basically didn't suffer much damage.

The areas that took the most beating were the vital points.

After a moment.

The seven people lay on the ground, groaning, with bruises and bloodstains all over. Each of them felt that death would be better than this suffering.

After another moment, a voice that made them feel even more unbearable came, "That's enough, start the next round!"

By the time An Ruo Xing and Zhao Shanhe arrived together to announce the appointments, the seven people had already been beaten forty-eight times!

The seven people looked at Zhao Shanhe with eyes full of... Zhao Shanhe felt a little overwhelmed by their gaze.

I've never received such high treatment from these seven guys—even their eyes were filled with warmth, as if they were looking at their own father.

Looking at the bloody mess on the ground.

Zhao Shanhe also took a cold breath.

If not for the fact that these seven guys were still breathing, just seeing the blood would almost make one think that Squad Leader Fang had already executed the seven brothers...

"The issue of appointments..."

Zhao Shanhe said six words before finally sighing in defeat, "You should go and recover first. Wash up."

"Hero appointments are about to be conferred. Your current state is not very dignified."

The seven of them barely swallowed their pills and went to rest. However, in just half an hour, they all emerged looking spirited and radiant.

They entered the squad meeting room.

"Commander Zhao, has our new appointment come down?"

"Yes."

Zhao Shanhe said, "Each of you must return to your families within two days, as the people from each family who have entered the mystic realm have already gathered. We are just waiting for you to report back before we set off."

"Among them, Dong Yun Yu, Feng Xiang Dong, and Yu Zhong Ge have been assigned to the team reclaiming lost territory."

Zhao Shanhe's voice was heavy, "I did not manage to exempt the three of you."

Everyone understood what Zhao Shanhe meant by that.

Because, such a team to reclaim lost territory has only two outcomes: either they reclaim the territory and might live by sheer luck, or they die without a doubt!

Joining such a team, the odds of life and death are three to seven, with death having a seventy percent chance.

Because even if the territory is reclaimed, the one who survives might not be you!"

Feng Xiang Dong said proudly, "Exempted? How can we become that! Commander Zhao, a man’s life should be brilliant, and this is the moment to show it! How can we be exempted!"

"Right, if I were exempted, wouldn’t I be a deserter?"

Dong Yun Yu, with clear thoughts, said, "My reputation isn’t good anyway."

Everyone was taken aback.

It turned out that this scoundrel actually knew his reputation wasn’t good.

Because of Dong Yun Yu’s words, Yu Zhong Ge, who was about to speak with great enthusiasm, was suddenly cut off by a mysterious smile.

Her face twisted in annoyance.

She gave Dong Yun Yu a resentful look. This scoundrel is really obstructive! I prepared for so long to speak with great enthusiasm, but he ruined it with one sentence...

Zhao Shanhe sighed, "I know you all have a burning passion. So, I didn’t come here to persuade you."

"I only ask, who among you has ever been to such a place, even for a moment?"

Zhao Shanhe asked solemnly.

They all shook their heads in unison.

The mystic realm had always been a legend, and none of them had ever seen it firsthand.

This included Feng Xiang Dong and the other two from the Feng, Xue, and Yu families.

All the stories about the mystic realm were heard from their elders.

And in the families, those who had truly participated in the mystic realm battles and guarded it for many years, mostly kept silent about their experiences.

Zhao Shanhe sighed softly, looking at these young, vibrant faces, his heart ached.

He said hoarsely, "When you enter the mystic realm, there is one thing you must remember: three words—Main Battlefield!"

"These three words are extremely important!"

Zhao Shanhe sighed lightly, "For years, nine out of ten sacrifices of the Guardians have been made there. And nine out of ten warriors of the Only Righteous Sect at the Sage rank and above have also died there."

"As for the exact number of people who have died there..."

Zhao Shanhe fell silent and said, "Look at your numbers, and you’ll know. Each number represents a person!"

Fang Che took off his emblem, looking at the number 98806347999, his gaze became heavy.

"This is the reason why there are so few high-level martial artists on the continent."

Zhao Shanhe said, "It is also the reason why large-scale wars between the Only Righteous Sect and the continent are rare."

"Because, over there, it ties up ninety percent of both sides' energy!"

"Only when one reaches the Sage Emperor stage does the mystic realm automatically repel, preventing participation in the battle. Otherwise, everyone is over there!"

Fang Che suddenly understood.

He comprehended why he had seen so few high-level martial artists on the continent, and when he did, they were always at the higher echelons. It always felt like there was a huge gap in between.

It turned out it was because of this reason.

The Venerable rank was somewhat better, but the Sage and Sage King ranks were extremely rare, with the latter almost unseen among the continent's guardians!

However, on the contrary, experts like Yang Luoyu, DONG Changfeng, XUE Fumiao, and the Frost Snow Sword were often seen. So, it was like this.

But, the Venerable, Sage, and Sage King level experts that were wandering outside... the Only Righteous Sect had many of them. This further confirmed the situation the guardians were facing.

A weakness in strength, resources, and foundation.

Main Battlefield!

Fang Che and others now had a deeper understanding of these three words.

The current situation between the two continents was due to the main battlefield. The intense conflict there tied up so much of the Only Righteous Sect's strength, allowing the current balance on both continents.

Over nine hundred billion spirits.

Fang Che suddenly understood why there were so many meritorious families on the continent!

The constant sacrifices over there, constantly turning into a blood mill. Those were the true heroes. Such relentless sacrifices... how could the meritorious families not multiply in the rear?

Unfortunately... many descendants are unworthy, needlessly tarnishing the sacrifices of the spirits!

Zhao Shanhe's voice slowly echoed, "Entering the mystic realm for battle is fraught with danger, on one side. Moreover, even withdrawing has conditions."

"To withdraw from such a place, there are only a few paths."

"First, if you are injured at the core but manage to preserve your life. Second, if you are a key talent of your family and you spend a considerable time training inside, you can be withdrawn for other uses. This 'considerable time' starts at a minimum of ten years. For example, the Snow Robe Red, who fought with FANG Che, belongs to this category, but she has been persistently training over there and hasn’t returned."

"The third is if the Guardian Headquarters assigns you elsewhere."

"The fourth is if you break through to the Sage Emperor stage while fighting over there and are naturally repelled."

"Besides these four paths, there are no other ways to withdraw. However, there is a short leave, but only one kind: wedding leave, which lasts for a year. After that, every five years, one can rest for a year."

"However, it is not forbidden for your spouse to visit you."

Zhao Shanhe continued, "Over there, every position is unique. Even for wedding leave, it requires someone from the rear to take over. In other words... the person who takes over is usually an important talent of the family, who only needs to stay there for a year. This is not a regular assignment, so it is not subject to the withdrawal rules."

"Wind Xiang Dong and the others, this time it's a year's rotation quota. This is what your families have fought for, and it's also the intention of the Guardian Headquarters." Zhao Shanhe said.

Wind Xiang Dong and the others were dissatisfied, "Just one year?"

"Underestimating this year?"

Zhao Shanhe snorted, "Once, you all, experts of the Feng Clan, breached the Mystic Realm of the Only Righteous Sect. However, within a day, you were immediately counterattacked and even managed to counter-attack into the Feng Clan's Mystic realm, killing everyone there. Yet, on the same day, Feng Clan's experts counter-attacked and reclaimed the lost territory, holding off the enemy's three waves of attacks, maintaining stability."

"Over three thousand Sage Level perished within a day! This was just one day!"

"And one year, how many days is that? Haven't you considered it?"

"If it were just your family's arrangement, one could say there was a private motive, but why does the Guardian Headquarters do this? Because of your Life and Death Patrol status, understand?"

"Because you have the duty and right torengthen the rear continent. The Life and Death Patrol has already made a name for itself, and the second wave of rectification still needs you to create a safe rear for the heroes battling on the front lines day and night! Do you think this is letting you survive idly?"

"And this year is also the first year of the new administration on the continent. Any contradictions will come to light this year!"

"Then, it will be the Life and Death Patrol's return to the world!"

Zhao Shanhe said, "This is the overall arrangement. Understand?"

"Understood."

Several people nodded.

"For the Mystic Realm battles, I will introduce you to this extent." Zhao Shanhe sighed, "Other precautions, I have not participated in Mystic Realm battles, so I cannot teach you."

"But I warn you: In any battle, you must give it your-all! Any enemy may be the one to take your life!"

"I demand this from you!"

Zhao Shan he shakily stood up, softly saying, "Return alive!"

Everyone stared at these words.

Fang Che, who had been holding his breath, said, "What about me?"

Zhao Shan he was stunned, "What about you?"

"Everyone else-has-a-place to go, where do I go?"

Fang Che's face was dumbfounded: So, did the old man arrange everything, and the mission doesn't even include me? Am I just to take care of the back end of Chapter?

Zhao Shan he was a bit confused.

He took out a small notebook and glanced at it, the introductions were over.

Turning to An Ruo xing, he asked, "Did I mention Fang Che?"

An ruo xing, who had been silent, her handsome face twisted, "No."

Originally, everyone was in a solemn mood, but then the Chief Administrator made a fool of himself.

Fang Che, who was at the forefront, but inZhao shan he’s heart, really did not want Fang Che to go. When he saw the order, he resisted and flipped past the first page, starting from the second page onward.

This led to everyone being introduced, except for Fang Che...

Feeling like he had caused a major blunder, Chief Administrator Zhao Shanhe hurriedly flipped to the first page, saying, "I missed you... cough..."

Fangche stared blankly, "Chief Administrator Zhao, you didn't forget me, did you..."

You missed me, almost causing me a heart attack.

Zhao Shanhe, with a darkened face, said, "Fang Che, your destination is confidential. You're going to the Mystic Realm, find the person in charge over there. He will tell you exactly where to go."

"Who's the Chief coordinator?"

"You should know him, it's the adult Zimu Ring Yan Xi Feng."

Yan Xi Feng, the adult?

Fang Che spent a long time searching in his mind before he could recall this Yan adult.

Indeed, he had met him.

He still remembered the serious and unsmiling face of this Yan adult.

A significant figure.

The top hundred guardians of the Cloud weapon spectrum, Zimu Ring Yan Xi Feng. He used to be at headquarters, but this time he actually went over there as the chief coordinator?

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll find Yan adult and get arranged after I arrive." Fang Che felt relieved.

"What about us, where do we go?"

Ye Meng and Zhao ying were anxious, "Where are we going?"

"You two stay and watch the house!"

Zhao Shanhe was angry, "What chaos?"

The two were stunned, "We are newly promoted guardians..."

"Shut up."

Zhao Shanhe had just lost a god of wealth, and he was unsure if he would return. In the midst of his distress, he angrily said, "What are you two going to do? If the two-of-you leave, the old man will be torn apart by these eight people!"

Fangche and the others, who were just on edge, instantly relaxed, then smiled, "Not to that extreme, Chief Administrator speaks heavily..."

"Watch the house well, we might have to return and restart the Life and Death team."

Fang che comforted.

"Heh-heh..."

The two women gave him a beautiful back of the head.

These words, not a bit sincere.

Even a fool could tell that the Life and death team, even if rebuilt, would never-be in the southeast.

The matter was settled.

Zhao Shanhe coughed a few times in a row, giving An Ruo Xing a look, meaning: it's your turn.

An Ruo Xing pretended not to hear, rolling her eyes to the sky.

This has nothing to do with me.

Zhao Shan he tried to give An Ruo Xing a long look, but she pretended not to hear, leaving him no choice but to step forward, "Fang Che..."

Fang Che opened his mouth just in time, "Ye Meng, Zhao Ying, you two must remember one thing here."

"What thing?"

"Watch the inner warehouse!"

Fang Che solemnly, "There are too many treasures inside, I'm worried you two might not be able to watch it."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Wind Xiang Dong and the others clutched their bellies, laughing wildly.

Just now, Zhao Shan he was squinting his eyes, wanting to say something. Everyone was-Clear-and-samely, they knew what he was trying to-say.

Who would have thought Fang Che would block this road ahead of time?

Zhao Shanhe was not given the chance to speak.

Zhao Shanhe's face turned the color of pig liver, "Fang Che, how ruthless? After you leave, our Nirvana Martial Academy will lose its source. You must leave something for me, right?"

Fang Che chuckled, "If I gave everything to you, what would she two do here? Two experts watching an empty house?"

Zhao Shanhe was suddenly stunned.

Right, this was a problem.

Two people here must-have-something-to-do, right?

"Divide it into thirteen parts, each month come to Chief Administrator Zhao for an IOU."

"Fang Che arranged.

'Okay.'

'Also, after I leave, you two might have separate tasks, but if there's anything, send me a message. If there's something you can't do, I won't let you go, so you two must not go! Understand?'

'Understood.'

Fang Che smiled and nodded, saying, 'It's almost night. Zhao Commander-in-Chief and An Deputy Commander-in-Chief probably won't keep us for dinner, right?'

This was a subtle way of telling them to leave, and it was brilliant! But Zhao Shanhe and An Ruo Xing understood.

These brothers wanted to have a meal together and bid each other farewell.

Or perhaps this meal was the last one for some of the brothers.

It was not appropriate for anyone else to be present.

Time was of the essence.

With less than two days left, each of them had a long journey ahead.

Zhao Shanhe and An Ruo Xing stood up and said solemnly, 'Take care and come back alive!'

An Ruo Xing walked a few steps and suddenly turned back.

'As for the southeast, rest assured. As long as I, An Ruo Xing, am alive, Ye Meng and Zhao Ying E will be safe!'

'As long as I, Zhao Shanhe, am alive, Nirvana Martial Academy will be fine!'

'On this journey, any one of you, if there's anything you need, just say the word!'

The two commanders' figures disappeared at the door.

The eight brothers bowed simultaneously towards their departing silhouettes.

It wasn't until they had walked out several hundred steps and turned the corner that Zhao Shanhe and the others finally looked at each other, their eyes red-rimmed.

Then, they both sighed, knowing that this year in the southeast had been the busiest in terms of official duties but also the most financially relaxed.

In previous years, they had worried about money every day.

...

Night.

Donghu Continent.

Heaven and Earth Pavilion.

The place was cleared of all other patrons.

The Life and Death Patrol Squad members, all dressed in brand-new uniforms, marched in with resolute strides, led by Captain Fang Che.

The golden star shone, and the long robes fluttered.

Zhao Ying E and Ye Meng were absent, making it clear that tonight's gathering was for the men.

Rooftop.

The table was already set with a full spread.

However, the eight brothers stood by the window, hands behind their backs, gazing at the myriad lights of Donghu Continent.

They remained motionless.

The dinner was filled with silence, and almost no one spoke, but their eyes lingered on each other's faces, as if wanting to remember their brothers' faces until the next life, never to forget.

Everyone knew that this farewell might be their last, and they might never see each other again.

Fang Che brought out seven gifts.

'Take these to protect yourselves.'

'Thank you, boss.'

The night deepened.

Fang Che stood up, one hand behind his back and the other holding a cup of wine. He wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.

Feng Xiang Dong stood tall and raised his cup, 'Brothers, I have a long journey ahead, so I'll take my leave first.'

As he spoke, he tilted his head back and drained his cup.

Setting down the cup, he faced the six brothers and clenched his fists in a deep bow, wanting to say something but ultimately remaining silent.

He strode towards Fang Che, 'Boss Fang, I'm off! I won't bid farewell to my sister-in-law.'

Fang Che nodded and raised his cup, 'Good!'

Feng Xiang Dong knelt on one knee and bowed.

Then he stood up, turned, and his long robe fluttered as he rushed out the window with a whoosh.

Rooftop.

Two experts from the Feng family, who had come to escort him, soared out, catching up with Feng Xiang Dong's silhouette. The three of them formed a triangular formation, their robes billowing gently as they quietly departed.

Yu Zhong Ge stood up and clenched his fists in a bow towards the brothers.

He walked silently to Fang Che, knelt on one knee, and bowed.

Then he stood up.

The two of them looked at each other in silence.

Yu Zhong Ge's body seemed to melt into the night as he glided out the window, folding in midair and plunging into the boundless dark night. Two experts from the Yu family flanked him, their robes fluttering in the wind, emitting a whistling sound as they followed closely.

Then, Xue Wan Ren, Qiu Yun Shang, and Jing Shuang Gao bowed and turned to leave.

Fang Che watched as they soared into different directions in the sky, like scattered stars in the night sky, disappearing without a trace.

This departure meant they were heading into the Mystic Realm for a fierce battle, staining the land with blood. It was uncertain if they would ever gather again in this life.

In the future, when they set up a banquet in Donghu, how many of the eight brothers would still be able to sit here?

Mo Gan Yun's sturdy figure silently stood up and walked towards Fang Che.

His stiff face managed a smile.

Fang Che's face also stiffened into a smile.

Mo Gan Yun waved towards Dong Yun Yu, 'Are you waiting for the last one? Our two families are headed in the same direction, so we can travel together for a while.'

Dong Yun Yu, who had remained silent all night, stood up.

This man, known for his sharp tongue, hadn't said a word all evening.

The two of them knelt on one knee in front of Fang Che.

'Boss Fang, take care!' Mo Gan Yun said.

Dong Yun Yu pressed his lips together, managing a stiff smile.

At this moment, he dared not speak, fearing his words might ruin the atmosphere of their departure.

So he kept his mouth shut.

Fang Che's voice drifted out, 'Take care.'

His thoughts were in disarray, as if he were dreaming.

His voice sounded like a murmur in a dream.

Everything before him felt unreal.

Mo Gan Yun and Dong Yun Yu left through the window without a backward glance, disappearing into the night.

The Mo family experts who accompanied them also remained silent.

They followed the two young masters, racing through the night.

Fang Che's thoughts wandered as he slowly strolled to the window, gazing at the sky outside, dotted with countless stars, deep and dark as ink.

The myriad lights below seemed like stars that had fallen to earth, shining in the human realm.

The night breeze blew, causing his hair to flutter.

As Fang Che looked in the direction where his brothers had left, his eyes grew solemn. In the night sky, it seemed like his brothers' faces were still smiling at him.

Mo Gan Yun and the others had left.

They didn't even say goodbye, let alone a thunderous roar that would shake the heavens.

They left quietly, not wanting to disturb the peace and tranquility of the night.

After a long while, Fang Che raised the cup in his hand.

He slowly drained the cup.

The fragrant wine trickled down his throat.

'Take care!'

Fang Che said to the night sky.

His body flickered, and he quietly disappeared from the window.

The night breeze blew the window curtains, and inside the room, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged. Eight cups stood in a row, and the aroma of wine still filled the air.

(End of Chapter)

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