The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 731: The Feng Clan's Pack of Wolves [Part 2] - Novel Cool

Chapter 731: The Feng Clan's Pack of Wolves [Part 2]

Chapter 731: The Feng Clan's Pack of Wolves [Part 2]

"Hehe..."

Feng Dao sighed, feigning deafness to ignore the question.

You think you're tough? I bet your only strength is your heavenly connections! He was merely thinking about the pressure the establishment of the Only Righteous Sect would bring to this side.

The successful establishment of the Only Righteous Sect would undoubtedly be the result of negotiations between the two sides. The higher-ups would have their own considerations, and it was inevitable that they would feel helpless.

However... Regardless of the reason, the other side's compromise this time would put immense pressure on the main battlefield.

With the increase in destiny, the spirit energy would also rise.

As the spirit energy increased, the cultivation speed of the people on the other side would accelerate.

This was a matter of life and death for the warriors on the main battlefield.

"If we attack their mystic realm ten times... or..." Fang Che persisted.

"There's no need to attack ten times. We just need to strike and then hold our ground for a hundred hours over there. Their spirit energy will completely merge with ours, and the entire mystic realm will become one, all belonging to the Guardians!"

"Then it's like expanding our territory."

Feng Dao explained, "At that time, the other side will have a new and complete mystic realm bordering ours, escalating the war. We'll use a larger mystic realm to compete for destiny."

"What if we occupy that larger one for a hundred hours?"

Fang Che asked.

Feng Dao laughed strangely, "You sure have a lot of questions! Do you know how rare such a victory is? In all these years, we've had less than ten such overwhelming victories on our side!"

"You have this ambition, and I admire that."

Feng Dao's voice was filled with sarcasm, and there was no hint of 'admiration' in his tone. He smirked, "Anyway, I couldn't achieve it during my time here, so I'm counting on you, Che."

He patted Fang Che on the shoulder.

The last time he said 'Che' had a peculiar tone, sounding both enigmatic and sarcastic.

Moving forward, they reached a cave entrance.

Two people stood there like ice sculptures, and upon seeing Feng Dao, they both stepped forward, "Captain, you brought our deputy over?..."

"Er..."

Feng Dao's face no longer held that fierce expression but had softened like a gentle breeze.

"How's it been?"

"Nothing much. The other side sent people over once, but the First Squad drove them back. It's been quiet since then," the guard replied.

"Did anyone from the First Squad get injured?"

"No one was carried back, so probably not."

"That's good."

Feng Dao pulled Fang Che over and said, "Everyone, come in. I'll introduce our deputy to you."

The two guards looked to be in their thirties, but their real ages were likely older.

Seeing Fang Che's fair and delicate appearance, they couldn't help but twitch their mouths, "This... is he it?"

"Stop wasting words, go call the others!"

"Yes, sir."

As Feng Dao pushed open the cave wall, a vast hall was revealed inside.

The hall was quiet, and Feng Dao clapped his hands.

"Clap, clap..."

Instantly, people started emerging from the caves on all sides, each looking rather relaxed.

It was evident that this was a living area established by the Guardians, but... Fang Che didn't feel that the temperature here was much warmer than outside.

The numerous dark cave entrances around the hall were probably where everyone rested and slept.

About five hundred people gathered lazily.

They seemed loose and relaxed.

However, upon closer inspection, Fang Che noticed that despite their laid-back attitude, they naturally formed three groups.

In each group, two people stood at the front, leading the others.

Feng Dao carefully sensed their auras, and it felt like three massive sharp cones, brimming with destructive power. Their laziness hadn't diminished their iron-blooded vigor!

After just a glance, Fang Che immediately understood.

These were true elites!

They were genuine warriors who walked the line between life and death daily, always ready to fight to the death!

Their relaxed demeanor wasn't due to laziness but rather a testament to their fearlessness! Even in the resting hall, these warriors exuded an aura of indomitable killing intent.

It was a bone-chilling killing intent.

Calling them 'battle-hardened' would be an understatement; it would be an insult.

Each of them had fought in at least a thousand battles!

Feng Dao clapped his hands and stood on a platform, drawing everyone's attention.

"Let me introduce someone to you all."

At this moment, Feng Dao exuded the demeanor of a 'scholar-general,' composed and carefree, with a touch of humor and elegance.

Vengeance.

Just standing there, he inspired confidence in others.

Feng Dao called Fang Che over and stood him by his side, a smile on his face, "Everyone has been eagerly awaiting our deputy. Here he is! This is him, our deputy."

Instantly, a murmur rippled through the crowd of five hundred.

All eyes widened in surprise, like five hundred hungry wolves staring at a plump little white rabbit!

Little white rabbit... cough, under the gaze of five hundred pairs of eyes, even Fang Che felt a chill running down his spine.

But he maintained his composure, smiling at the crowd.

"Commander!"

The man with the bushy sideburns in the middle of the group twisted his face. "Is this... Rabbit Lord our deputy commander?"

Rabbit Lord? Fang Che's face also twisted.

But the crowd below was already in an uproar.

"What can this soft and delicate person do?"

"This damn... I'm going to curse..."

"I feel so sorry for him, his handsome little face might freeze here..."

"Me too..."

"Isn't this nonsense from above? Sending such a thing to be the deputy commander?"

"Who is the General Coordinator now? Does he have a problem with the Feng family's disciples?"

The crowd below was in an uproar, like a boiling pot.

Feng Dao's face was filled with a smile as he said, "Our deputy commander here has the code name 'Relationship'. Everyone, remember this, and don't call it wrong."

"Relationship... Haha... That's a good relationship!"

"I also think it's a good relationship... I thought the Feng family's relationship was amazing, but I never thought it would be inferior to others."

Feng Dao coughed.

The crowd immediately quieted down.

Feng Dao said, "Relationship, why don't you introduce yourself?"

As he spoke, he took two steps back.

Many of those below had been standing with their legs apart, but as soon as they saw Fang Che step forward, they all showed a playful smile, slowly crossed their arms in front of their chests, and looked at Fang Che with disdain.

Fang Che's face showed a lack of concern.

This was completely different from their previous attentive and obedient demeanor.

Fang Che coughed and said, "Hello everyone. From now on, we'll be comrades in the same trench... Let me introduce myself first. My name is..."

"Deputy commander."

Feng Dao spoke from behind, "There's no need to state your name. We don't use names here; we usually go by code names."

"Moreover, until you gain everyone's recognition, your name... is useless. After all, we'll all eventually be corpses, and corpses... don't have names."

"Once everyone truly recognizes you as the deputy commander, then you can state your name, and it won't be too late."

"Thank you for the commander's teachings."

Fang Che smiled humbly, then faced the crowd and said, "First of all, thank you, commander, for giving me this code name, 'Relationship'. I quite like this code name."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"As for the future, other abilities, and such... they all need to be tested in future battles. It's pointless for me to talk about them now."

Fang Che said, "So I won't take up everyone's time. Everything will be proven through achievements. If I die in battle, I'll just be a person who once had the code name 'Relationship', and nothing else matters. If I can survive, we'll have a long time together in the future."

He revealed a toothy smile and said, "I hope that in the future, everyone won't feel ashamed because they know me, 'Relationship'..."

"I'm done speaking."

Fang Che's words seemed to show weakness, but they were soft with a hint of firmness.

There was a subtle hint of counterattack, with a hidden sharpness.

However, he didn't display any of his abilities.

"Relationship, you have to say something. What can you do?" asked the man with the bushy sideburns.

"I can do everything," Fang Che replied with a smile.

"You can do everything... Haha... What's your cultivation level?"

"Venerable Fourth Rank, Peak," Fang Che said, puffing out his chest.

"Hahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter, almost laughing until tears fell. "Venerable Fourth Rank, Peak... Wow, wow... That's so impressive!"

Fang Che's face carried a gentle smile as he said, "Commander, what duties will I be responsible for from now on? What specifically will I be doing? Where will I be staying? Please assign it."

Feng Dao said, "The deputy commander's cave is now yours. As for what you'll be doing specifically..."

Feng Dao stroked his chin. "If you're free, you can occasionally tell everyone stories, sing a song, or clean up the place. You can also take care of the injured when there are casualties, right?"

Everyone nodded together.

It was just right for the deputy commander to do this internal work.

Fang Che's eyes swept across everyone's faces, and he couldn't help but smile.

Although Feng Dao was mischievous and looked down on Fang Che, he and the others weren't bad people.

They were clearly aware that Fang Che would surely die in battle, so they didn't want to sacrifice him directly. Instead, they kept him here to do other tasks.

Although it seemed like a job filled with disdain, it was evident that these men didn't have any malicious intentions.

"I don't know how to tell stories, I can't sing, I've never cleaned before, and I rarely take care of the injured," Fang Che said.

"I only knew how to kill before."

Everyone laughed.

Feng Dao sighed, walked up to Fang Che, patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Kid, stay here for a while, and then I'll give you some injuries and send you back with honor."

There was no mockery in his words.

Instead, they were heavy with emotion: "It's not easy for you, being sent here to die. We can see that. We wouldn't do something that would send a kid like you to your death... I'll give you some credit, and you can go back and live a good life. This place isn't meant for people like you."

Fang Che said, "Captain, I came here to fight. I know you all look down on me, but I'm here to fight. Whether you respect me or not, it doesn't hinder my purpose. If I die in battle here, I won't complain."

"But I didn't come here to sing, dance, or clean."

"Please treat me equally and grant me the authority of a deputy squad leader."

Feng Dao looked into his eyes, "We're not mocking you."

"I know."

Fang Che said, "To assign someone like me to this kind of iron-blooded warrior squad is the greatest insult to a warrior. However, you also have to test the quality of this relationship, right?"

A smile appeared in Feng Dao's sharp eyes, and he said lightly, "Test the quality of this relationship... Haha..."

He spoke decisively, "Good. We have four squads, divided into two shifts. Usually, one squad is on duty at the Mystic Realm entrance, while the other squad is on standby. When there's a battle, both squads will engage together. The other two squads will be on standby."

"As the captain, I will lead the first and second squads. You, as the deputy captain, will lead the third and fourth squads. When it's your shift and a battle occurs, you'll take over."

"Understood."

Feng Dao's voice turned solemn as he said, "About eighty percent of the people here are from my Feng Clan. There are several generations of Feng Clan members here, but we don't address each other by generation. We only call each other by our code names."

"Understood."

"This is the deputy leader of Squad Two, code name Wolf Fang. Squad Three's deputy leader: Wolf Eye, Squad Four's deputy leader: Wolf Heart. Squad One's deputy leader Wolf Face is currently on duty outside. You'll understand when he returns."

"I'm the captain, code name Wolf Head."

Feng Dao continued, "Everyone else is named after Wolf Hair, Wolf Hair One, Wolf Hair Two, all the way up to Wolf Hair Seven Hundred."

Fang Che suddenly had a thought and asked, "Is there anyone named Wolf Hang?"

The entire squad fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

It must be said that after this deputy squad leader arrived, it was this sentence that broke the ice among the Feng Clan members.

Even after many years, many still remembered the scene of their invincible captain acting like a newbie, staring curiously and asking everyone if there was someone named Wolf Hang.

Every time they recalled it, they couldn't help but laugh for half a day.

"Victory is the principle!"

Feng Dao also laughed for a while before turning serious, "Here, there's no mutual admiration or respect for heroes. Only enemies who have become corpses are good enemies."

"Yes, I remember, Captain."

Fang Che coughed and entered his cave.

It was a single-person cave, relatively narrow compared to others. Inside, there was a bed and an extremely small stone table.

Surprisingly, there was also a stack of white paper, a substance that looked like ink, and a brush that was frozen stiff, its hardness and sharpness enough to be used as a weapon by ordinary people.

The bed had been cleaned as much as possible, but dark brown bloodstains could still be seen on the bed board.

On the stone wall, countless inscriptions were carved.

Fang Che stopped to observe, unable to hold back a sigh.

How many people had lived in this cave? How many had died here?

It was truly difficult to fathom.

Silently, he took out bedding from his spatial ring—super thick beast fur blankets and mattresses.

He piled them on the bed.

There was a knock on the door, and Feng Dao knocked on the stone wall before entering. Seeing Fang Che's preparations, he couldn't help but smile, "Hey, these are all good stuff that isn't afraid of the cold."

"Captain."

"Mhm." Feng Dao walked in and looked at the inscriptions on the wall.

He observed for a while.

Then he turned and pointed at the paper and brush on the table, saying, "This, keep it safe."

"Record?" Fang Che asked.

"Yes, record."

Feng Dao's voice was low, "Every time someone dies, use this to record. Later, they will give you the names of the deceased, and you will record them. Once there are a hundred names, it will be up to this piece of paper whether their families receive our Guardian's pension."

He smiled faintly, "These papers are called... Glorious Pages by the brothers."

"Glorious Pages?"

"Yes, as long as a name is on this paper, the family will be honored."

Feng Dao smiled lightly.

On his face, there was not a trace of sadness. He had long since become accustomed to this.

"How many pages have we filled in this Mystic Realm?"

Fang Che looked at the stack of white paper.

"I don't know."

Feng Dao said indifferently, "But since I started recording, I've filled over seven hundred pages, with ten names on each page."

"Since there's a deputy captain, I haven't been recording. The deputy captain records. Now the deputy captain is dead."

Feng Dao spoke indifferently, "You're the deputy captain now. You record."

His eyes became dangerous as he stared at Fang Che, saying word for word, "When recording, write neatly and carefully. Make sure to confirm the exact characters. No sloppiness is allowed!"

Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "I understand."

"It's cold here. Can your cultivation technique run automatically?" Feng Dao asked.

"Barely." Fang Che's face was filled with determination, "Captain, rest assured, I can hold on."

"Barely acceptable..."

Feng Dao sighed, "How old are you this year?"

Fang Che answered honestly, "I'll be turning twenty in about a month."

"You're too young. It'd be such a waste if you died."

Feng Dao shook his head repeatedly, "How could your family bear to send you here? Were you neglected at home? A child of a concubine? Constantly oppressed? Sent here by your stepmother?"

Fang Che: "..."

It's not like you're being too imaginative, Captain.

"None of that. I came here to establish a name for myself, to expand territories. To be a hero! In such a blood-boiling battlefield, a real man should be like this."

Fang Che spoke with such enthusiasm that it made Feng Dao look at him with newfound respect, his words dripping with youthful exuberance.

Feng Dao's face contorted.

"Such ambition. You'll make a great general."

Feng Dao said, "For the next few days, just settle in. There's no rush to fight or go on missions. I'll call you if anything comes up."

With that, he walked out.

Because he realized that this kid was indeed a passionate and somewhat over-excited young man.

We have never craved war, nor have we ever been warmongers. We are here only to protect, only to prevent our homeland and elders from falling, to keep our continent from shattering...

Who among those fighting here is doing it for promotions or wealth, aiming to become a general? Moreover, there isn't even a general position here.

With a grim expression, he turned and walked into his room.

Several deputy squad leaders followed him in: "Boss, what's the verdict?"

Feng Dao, his face still somber, replied, "For now, it seems there won't be any other deputy squad leaders."

The deputy squad leaders all lowered their heads, finding it hard to accept.

"This guy's not bad, though," one of them said.

Feng Dao spoke, "At the very least, his heart for fighting and killing enemies is no different from yours. He's a good kid. Don't look down on him too much. What we said today might have hurt his feelings a bit to provide the dialogue with the actual words spoken to accurately reflect what was said.

Wolf Tooth said, "We can't risk our brothers' lives, and even his own, on him. It's better to lose face than to lose our lives."

"That's true," Feng Dao acknowledged.

He continued, his tone indifferent, "But there's no need to be too pessimistic. I've already spoken to the General Coordinator about replacing him. If, by some chance, we can't get a replacement, I'll personally lower my cultivation level to make up for it. We can't just stand by and do nothing."

"That's out of the question!"

The three deputy squad leaders reacted simultaneously, their eyes filled with urgency, "You leaving here as a Saint Emperor would be far more useful than staying! How can you hold yourself back for such a minor issue? If you really lower your cultivation level, it'll affect your entire future! We'd rather die than let you do that!"

Feng Dao rolled his eyes, "It hasn't come to that yet. Besides, who knows, by then, we might already have a new deputy squad leader, or..." He trailed off, leaving the sentence hanging. "We shouldn't be so quick to judge. Maybe our new deputy squad leader will rise to the occasion, we can't know for sure."

The deputy squad leaders chuckled in unison, "That soft, tender kid? Hmph..."

Feng Dao's expression remained nonchalant, "You didn't notice one thing. Despite your disdain, he kept his cool, not even showing a hint of anger."

"How could he not get angry in a place like this?"

The others didn't seem to be listening.

The sound of battle echoed from outside.

Feng Dao immediately rushed out.

"Second Squad, prepare! Listen up!"

Today was the first squad's turn on duty, led by Captain Feng Dao.

Fang Che tidied up his room and changed into a fresh set of clothes. As he stepped out, he saw the other squad members gathered in small groups, chatting and laughing.

They seemed indifferent to the ongoing battle outside, as if it didn't exist.

Years of combat had made them numb to it.

Whether the outcome outside was victory or defeat, whether their comrades lived or died, they had become indifferent to it all.

When they saw a fallen comrade's body being carried in, there was barely any sadness.

It wasn't that they were heartless; they had simply become numb to the reality that they too would one day lie there, carried out by their brothers-in-arms.

Their comrades had merely departed before them.

There was nothing to be sad about.

Fang Che made his way through the crowd and headed for the door.

A man with a wolf-like face and a bushy beard stood up, "Hey, where are you going?"

Fang Che turned with a smile, "I haven't witnessed the battles here yet. I want to observe, but don't worry, I won't get involved."

The wolf-faced man, Wolf Eye, insisted, "I'll come with you to watch."

"Alright."

As the two of them left, the others inside sighed, "So, he's here."

...

Along the way, Fang Che carefully observed the terrain.

They reached the arc-shaped valley entrance, where the mist was thin, barely obstructing their vision. Beyond this point lay an arc-shaped open area.

It was a deliberately created open space.

Two groups stood on either side of the field, and in the center, two people were engaged in a life-or-death battle.

They fought with the swiftness of a soaring falcon and the agility of a leaping rabbit.

(End of Chapter)

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