The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 732: This Relationship is Not Simple [Triple Chapter] (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 732: This Relationship is Not Simple [Triple Chapter] (Part 1)

Chapter 732: This Relationship is Not Simple [Triple Chapter] (Part 1)

Fang Che observed the battlefield, noting that the terrain was slightly complex but not overly so.

He gained a deeper understanding of the phrase, "a battle of pure strength and force."

"What does this mean?" Fang Che asked, looking at the ongoing fight.

He was puzzled. Wasn't this a large-scale melee? Why had it turned into a one-on-one duel?

"When there's no large-scale battle, this is just a form of entertainment for both sides. Each side sends out five people for a life-and-death fight," Wolf Eye explained, his eyes gleaming with coldness.

"A true life-and-death battle. No one else is allowed to interfere. One of the two who come out will die here before the next fight begins."

"After these five fights, it's over for today."

Fang Che's heart sank. "Isn't this playing with people's lives?"

"Human lives?" Wolf Eye sneered. "Are they that valuable?"

Fang Che remained silent.

"It's not just for fun," Wolf Eye added calmly. "The loser has to hand over a Fortune Spirit Stone. Once they return, they can embed it in the cave, increasing the Spirit Energy for ten days. And during those ten days, the entire cave will be warm and cozy, with doubled Spirit Energy!"

Just then, a loud noise echoed across the battlefield.

A muffled groan followed.

The Guardian fighter spun and retreated, spraying blood with every turn.

His opponent lay on the ground, blood gushing from a sword wound on his throat.

Both sides watched silently as the Guardian fighter spun for over a dozen turns before staggering to his feet.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Dao and the others stood by his side, but instead of supporting him, they let him stand on his own, even though he was on the verge of death.

He held his breath, his face pale, but he managed to stand upright, facing the opposing team's captain.

His eyes shone with coldness, and he rasped, "I won."

The announcement was made with indifference.

He seemed unaffected by his injuries and showed no joy in his victory.

The captain of the Only Righteous Sect, with a cruel gaze like a wolf, stared at him for a while before speaking, "We'll give you this second victory."

"Anyway, even if he survives and returns, he won't last more than a moment. Your pills must have run out by now," the captain said indifferently.

Feng Dao's expression darkened.

Everyone could see that this was true.

The Guardian expert had his internal organs severed by the opponent.

Without Spirit Pills to save him, he wouldn't have survived the day.

Feng Dao stepped forward and supported the man, saying, "Hold on!"

The man managed a faint smile, saying, "I can't hold on. With me, it's exactly a hundred. Let's go home."

Feng Dao's eyes darkened.

Outside, Wolf Eye, standing next to Fang Che, sighed, "Lang Mao Wu is done for. The pills are all used up. It's the end of the month..."

Fang Che took a step forward, ready to go out.

Wolf Eye grabbed him, "What are you doing?! If you go out now, the efforts of everyone in the battlefield will be wasted... It will be seen as an outsider interfering, and the victory will be void. His life will be thrown away for nothing!"

"I have medicine!" Fang Che said.

"Medicine? Healing medicine?" Wolf Eye's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes, instant recovery," Fang Che nodded.

Wolf Eye suddenly became excited, his face flushed, "Give it to me!"

Each small squad was equipped with these pills that could treat Sage Rank injuries, and the number was already terrifying.

No matter how you looked at it, it was a substantial amount.

However, in the Mystic Realm, they would be used up before the middle of the month.

Moreover, at the beginning of each month, both sides would engage in a major battle, aiming to deplete the other's healing pills. Often, hundreds of pills would be gone after a single battle.

After a few fights, both sides would be left with nothing, and they could only rely on lives to force a victory.

Because the truly critical moment was when the pills ran out, and it was the best time to capture the opponent's Mystic Realm.

The cruelty of war was never determined by human emotions or preferences.

Fang Che had plenty of high-level pills, enough to instantly heal even a Holy Emperor, with over twenty bottles, each containing ten pills.

It sounded like a lot.

But if used freely, it might not even last a single battle! Even the highest-tier pills that could bring the dead back to life could be completely consumed!

Fang Che had many other pills, including those taken from Qi Tianyue and obtained from other sources, as well as those given by his father. Since learning about this place a year ago, Fang Che had prepared a large quantity of pills.

After receiving the pill, Wolf Eye let out a wolf howl at the valley entrance.

Feng Dao frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Medicine!" Wolf Eye replied, holding out a pill as if presenting a treasure.

Feng Dao furrowed his brows, "This is a life-saving pill. How many can he carry? Aren't you taking away his life by doing this?"

Wolf Eye was stunned.

"But I'm not injured right now. Let's bring him back first. Otherwise, if we don't use this pill, won't it be a waste?" Fang Che suggested.

Feng Dao held the pill and gave Fang Che a deep look, whispering, "Do you have more?"

He could tell from Fang Che's words that he had more.

"Yes, I do!" Fang Che replied straightforwardly.

"Give me another one! I'll count it as six enemy kills for you!" Feng Dao gritted his teeth.

"Okay," Fang Che said with a calm smile.

Feng Dao took the pill and turned around without saying a word, returning to Wolf Mao Wu.

He fed the pill to Wolf Mao Wu.

Instantly, Wolf Mao Wu's face changed.

This pill was even better than the ones they had before!

Wolf Mao Wu had already accepted his fate, but he was now surprised, "There are more pills? Where did they come from?"

"Never mind, just take it," Feng Dao said, his heart stirred. This relationship is indeed special! Even such excellent pills can be obtained.

However, with this pill, Wolf Mao Wu's life was saved, and his cultivation and combat power were preserved.

Across the battlefield, the captain of the Only Righteous Sect, a Sage King, looked at Feng Dao with a deep gaze, his eyes cold, "Wolf Head, you still have pills!"

He spoke through gritted teeth.

Feng Dao remained calm, "I don't have many left, but I need to keep a few for emergencies. What about you? Don't you have any left?"

The man howled, "How many do you have left?!"

Feng Dao replied indifferently, "Enough to last until you bring out the Fortune Spirit Stone."

"We've only lost two fights! But you may not win in the end!" the man roared.

"Number One! Fight!" the man shouted.

At the same time, Feng Dao also roared, "Number One! Take him down!"

Two figures stepped forward from each side, both exuding a powerful aura.

Both sides deployed their Number One, their top-tier combatants.

From Fang Che's perspective, they were all high-level experts at the advanced Sage Level.

However, even with his keen eye and experience, he couldn't discern who held the upper hand.

It seemed like a fair match.

Feng Dao's lips moved slightly, transmitting a sound to Number One, "There's one more pill!"

Number One seemed not to have heard and proceeded forward.

The blade unsheathed!

The battle between the two was so intense that even Fang Che's expression turned grave. Each strike of the knife and sword could instantly decide life and death!

There were no fancy moves; every swing of the knife and sword aimed to kill.

Fang Che truly realized the difference between fighting in the outside world and here.

The people here were more direct, more vicious, and treated life and death, whether their own or their opponent's, with indifference.

In the arena, the wind howled.

Two sturdy figures crossed paths, and the knife and sword clashed simultaneously.

The knife showed no mercy, carrying the power of the blade, aiming straight for the opponent's neck. The opponent's long sword was like the wind, also carrying the power of the sword, and the tip of the sword rushed towards the heart like thunder and lightning.

Such exchanges had already occurred several times.

Because dodging would result in both sides losing, they usually took a step back before engaging again. But this time, Guardian's Number One didn't dodge.

Instead, the blade became more determined and forceful.

With a 'pu' sound, the opponent's head was sliced off by more than half, and the blade's energy shot up and down, turning the opponent's brain into a mess.

However, the opponent's sword also struck like thunder and lightning, piercing his heart. The sword energy instantly shattered his internal organs into pieces!

A transparent hole appeared in his chest and back.

But he forcefully stood his ground, turned around coldly, and said, "I won!"

The leader of the Only Righteous Sect on the other side sneered, "You won? Both of you died. How can you claim victory?"

"Because of this."

Feng Dao stepped forward and stuffed a pill into Number One's mouth.

Instantly, a rainbow glow enveloped his body, and Number One's body quickly regenerated.

A layer of flesh membrane formed over the chest wound in the holy light, and then the skin and flesh grew rapidly.

Feng Dao took a deep breath and said indifferently, "We won!"

Looking at the corpse of their Number One on the ground, the leader of the Only Righteous Sect on the other side had a dark expression. He turned around abruptly and asked, "How do you still have pills now? How is it possible?"

The reason for not having pills after the life-and-death battle was this: after enduring countless hardships, both sides perished, and as a result, they died, but the opponent took a pill and recovered.

In the past, it was always the Guardians who suffered this unfair loss, but today, it was the Only Righteous Sect's turn to suffer this dumb loss.

The opposing team leader was almost furious. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand how the opponent had just lost someone a few days ago, and there were no pills then, but now they had some?

Feng Dao said indifferently, "I saved up and rationed my resources. Is that not enough?"

As he spoke, Lang Mao Wu and Lang Mao Yi stood up.

Feng Dao extended his hand towards the opposing team leader, "Hand it over! What? Are you going to back out now?"

The man on the other side snorted, and his narrow eyes emitted a cruel light. He scanned this side back and forth and said indifferently, "Did you get a new recruit?"

This man's mind was surprisingly quick, and he instantly guessed the truth.

"Don't worry about it."

Feng Dao said, "You agreed to the bet, so hand over the Fortune Spirit Stone!"

The man snorted, raised his hand, and threw over a piece of something that looked like an illusion, sneering, "Even if you get a new recruit, how long can the pills last? Wolf Head, let's see how long you can last."

Feng Dao caught it with one hand and laughed, "Retreat! Let's go back and enjoy the spoils of war!"

On this side, over 150 people roared simultaneously, "Retreat!"

"Hahaha..."

This time, they didn't lose a single person and gained a Fortune Spirit Stone for free, truly a profitable battle.

The other side, feeling aggrieved, turned and left with the corpses.

"Where did the Fortune Spirit Stone come from?"

Fang Che was a little puzzled.

"This Mystic Realm also produces Fortune Spirit Stones. One can be produced in two months."

Lang Yan was excited, "It can increase spiritual power and resist the cold for ten days. During these ten days, it's as warm as spring, and it's very comfortable. This time, thanks to your two pills, we got ten days of comfort for free, haha, it's great."

Fang Che smiled faintly, "Not bad."

"You're new here, so you don't understand. How comfortable and rare these days are..."

Lang Yan was excited.

Fang Che nodded, "I'm also looking forward to it."

He had a small mountain of various pills in his ring, but he wasn't going to distribute them all at once. He still had a year here, and if he distributed them all now, how much would each person get? Moreover, they would be consumed in just a few days.

There were over 700 people! So, Fang Che had a plan.

Feng Dao came over, patted Fang Che's shoulder, and said, "Relationship! Good!"

Then he shouted, "Retreat! Let's go back and enjoy the spoils of war!"

"Number One, Number Five, and Number Seven, you three, divide half of your merit points to Relationship!" Feng Dao ordered.

"No problem!"

The three of them smiled simultaneously.

Number One was still a little weak, but Lang Mao Wu, who had taken the pill earlier, had fully recovered.

"Killing one enemy earns four merit points."

Lang Yan was envious, "You got six points in one go. Some brothers didn't even get one point before dying... I'm so envious of you... Having a relationship is great. Two pills exchanged for six merit points."

Fang Che smiled but didn't speak.

He didn't refuse.

Instead, he calmly accepted it.

Because he knew that the more valiant a man was, the less likely he would owe anyone!

Number One and Number Five both came to Fang Che and patted his shoulder, "Relationship, you owe me a life. When the merit points are distributed at the beginning of the month, I'll return it to you."

Fang Che smiled, "Six merit points are enough!"

He noticed that these guys all liked patting people's shoulders.

Feng Dao did it, and surprisingly, the others did too.

Perhaps this was their way of expressing closeness and familiarity?

Number One insisted, "Merits are merits, and life is life. They cannot be conflated. That's something that can let you die one more time in the future. I can't just take it over like this."

"Whatever." Fang Che didn't seem to mind.

He then asked, "Do we not need to leave anyone on guard duty here?"

He noticed that everyone had returned.

"After this round of gambling, there will be no battles for ten hours! This is a tradition that has been followed for many years!" Wolf Eye explained from the side.

This gave Fang Che a better understanding. Indeed, the Main Battlefield had its own set of rules.

He couldn't help but think: I wonder what kind of treatment Feng Xiang Dong and the others will receive? Will it be the same as mine? Will they be treated like little brothers in their respective families, being called around at will?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile.

However, Feng Xiang Dong, Yu Zhong Ge, and Dong Yun Yu needed to go and reclaim their territories... I wonder if it's dangerous? Have they already completed the reclamation?

He silently pondered, If the people outside knew that the famous Fang Tu, who shook the heavens, was called 'Relationship' here... their expressions would be quite amusing, wouldn't they?

When he returned to the cave, he found a grand celebration already in progress.

The place had been thoroughly cleaned, all the dirty clothes washed with spirit energy, and every nook and cranny polished to a shine.

Everyone wore a smile on their face.

Feng Dao gave a brief speech, beaming with joy, "Today we won a small victory, gaining a Fortune Spirit Stone!"

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

"This time, we owe it all to Relationship. Relationship contributed two life-saving spirit pills. Otherwise, even if we won today, we would have lost three Wolf Hairs."

"So, this time, half of the merits will go to Relationship. Does anyone have any objections?"

"No!"

More cheers erupted.

Someone called out, "As long as Relationship always has life-saving spirit pills, I'll share half my merits with him from now on! Hahaha..."

"Good Relationship! Truly impressive! To have such connections! To possess such divine items!"

Everyone laughed heartily, each one in high spirits.

For these people, to fight a battle, win a Fortune Spirit Stone, and not lose a single life... that was a tremendous victory!

Feng Dao loudly proclaimed, "Today, Relationship came to our Wolf Den and immediately achieved a great victory. Relationship is a lucky general. Everyone can drink today, and then, Wolf Face!"

"Here!"

"Close the door! Draw the curtains!"

Feng Dao laughed loudly, "Damn, today we'll warm up a bit."

"Ooh ooh ooh..."

The atmosphere boiled over, everyone's face lit up with excitement, as if it were New Year's.

How long had it been since they last warmed up? They had been defeated twice in a row by the Only Righteous Sect, and for four whole months, they hadn't had a single warm day here.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Feng Dao took out the Fortune Spirit Stone, wrapped it in spirit energy for a moment, and then carefully placed it in a recess in the ice wall.

Suddenly, flames burst forth, and an endless wave of heat filled the entire cave, instantly dispelling the bone-chilling cold.

Feng Dao then carefully brought out ten jars of wine, placing them in the center and using spirit energy to unfreeze them.

Wine usually doesn't freeze, but the temperature here was so low that the cave walls were covered in unmelting black ice, giving an idea of just how cold it was.

The wine melted, and its fragrance spread throughout the cave.

Feng Dao first lifted three bowls of wine, respectfully placing them in front of a stone door, and lit three incense sticks.

(End of Chapter)

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