The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 734: This Relationship is Solid (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 734: This Relationship is Solid (Part 1)

Chapter 734: This Relationship is Solid (Part 1)

Feng Dao's face contorted in anger.

He knew that this guy's words, both deep and shallow, were aimed at provoking him.

But there was nothing he could do.

Who could blame him for being shortsighted and offending someone? Hearing Fang Che's relentless words, he knew he had to swallow his pride. He grabbed Fang Che's shoulder and laughed, "I was wrong... Is that enough? I'm sorry... Alright, brother... I've been blind... I've already become a joke, what more do you want from me?"

He hugged Fang Che's shoulder and patted it vigorously, making a loud noise.

Being a Ninth Rank Sage King, he numbed Fang Che's shoulder with his pats.

With a forced smile, he tried to appease Fang Che with flattery, apologies, and even threats, all in an attempt to achieve one ultimate goal: Don't be angry with me.

Fang Che, of course, wouldn't genuinely be angry with him. He gave him a sidelong glance and said in a peculiar tone, "You became a joke, wasn't that your own doing? What does it have to do with me? Oh, right, my relationship... Do you still think it's solid?"

Several deputy squad leaders and the people around them tried their best to hold back their laughter.

It was rare to see the majestic and elegant Wolf Head being put in such a difficult position.

Feng Dao's face turned red, and he patted Fang Che's shoulder even harder, "Solid! Really solid! It's truly solid! It's as solid as it gets!"

"That's good."

Fang Che said lightly, "I was worried that my relationship might not be good enough... and I wouldn't be able to get things done for you..."

Feng Dao forced a laugh and said awkwardly, "Let's go back and drink! Brothers, who wants to drink? I have good wine here, thanks to this relationship."

Before the cheers could start, Fang Che spoke up, "You know... don't be shy. You've already said the word 'relationship' twice, and now you're changing it to 'deputy squad leader'. Just call it 'relationship' directly from now on, no need to be polite."

Laughter erupted, filling the air.

Feng Dao's eyebrows furrowed, but he was in a good mood, feeling both embarrassed and delighted. His face turned red as he chuckled endlessly.

The Wolf Heart sighed, "Boss, I estimate that this relationship of yours will leave an eternal legend on the Guardian Continent."

Feng Dao suddenly realized and shouted angrily, "I warn you, after we leave, none of you are allowed to spread this around. If anyone dares to talk about it, I'll make sure you regret it! I won't let you ruin my name, Feng Dao!"

The Wolf Fang smiled bitterly, "We won't spread it around, but can we control whether the relationship will talk about it... That's beyond our control..."

Feng Dao realized his mistake and immediately hugged Fang Che's shoulder, chuckling, "Brother, I'll clear your name as soon as we get back. Then, let's become sworn brothers. So, let bygones be bygones."

"That won't do."

Fang Che said, "With so many brothers here, if we're going to swear brotherhood, let's do it together. I'm afraid others will say I'm playing favorites again."

Swear brotherhood together?

Feng Dao's face twisted.

Most of the people here are probably from my Feng Clan, both direct and distant relatives. The youngest ones call me grandpa.

There are also several of my grandpas, uncles, and great-uncles here.

I don't know how many nephews and great-nephews there are. You want me to swear brotherhood with them?

That's ridiculous!

If this gets out, the Feng Clan elders will skin me alive, and then skin me again after I grow back, repeatedly skinning me for decades...

Feng Dao hugged Fang Che's shoulder and sighed, "Brother, what should we do?"

Fang Che said nonchalantly, "The name 'relationship' is pretty good. I like it. I'll just be called Relationship."

Feng Dao was stunned, "Does that mean we can't get past this?"

"Nonsense!"

Fang Che glared, "You can give me the name 'relationship', but I ask you, can I still use this name in this lifetime?"

It was impossible.

Feng Dao knew this in his heart.

He slapped himself a few times.

Don't be so reckless!

It had been hundreds of years since he had been so reckless, and this one time had become a black mark in his history.

If time could flow backward, and he could return to the moment they met in the hall, Feng Dao would have treated Fang Che with utmost respect, becoming sworn brothers, and even giving him a name fit for a Heavenly King!

As long as it prevented the current embarrassment and the creation of a legendary joke, he would do anything!

But now, it was too late.

From now on, the name 'Relationship' would sweep across the continent.

"What kind of relationship do you have? What relationship can be harder than Feng Dao's?"

There was no need to say it; it would be an immediate response.

When it came to handling matters, everyone's instinctive question would be: Which relationship? Feng Dao's relationship or an ordinary one?

Feng Dao sighed, "One misstep creates eternal regret."

The Wolf Fang and the others laughed so hard their bodies went soft.

When Relationship took action, he unleashed a frenzy, killing thirty-one opponents. Especially when he revealed his flying blade technique, the Wolf Fang and the others immediately saw their lifeline!

Unparalleled in both long-range and close-combat!

He was an all-around existence. In this mystic realm, he was invincible.

Even if there were stronger opponents, they could still protect themselves. Once a teammate was in danger, the flying blade could save them at any time and from any distance.

This was like having a super nanny!

That was why everyone's excitement had not fully erupted yet. They needed to return to the cave, carefully analyze, and uncover the advantages of Relationship's ability to kill from a distance, and only then could they truly explode with excitement.

Such an existence was even stronger than Feng Dao, the squad leader.

Because Feng Dao could only guarantee killing his opponents, but he couldn't save people from a distance; it was beyond his reach.

But Relationship was different.

The group surrounded Fang Che and Feng Dao as they returned to the cave, which was still warm.

Another piece of Fortune Spirit Stone was emitting heat, and it had only been seven days; there were still three days left before it dissipated. Now, another one had been added.

Over three hundred people were still cultivating inside, unaware of what had happened.

When the Fortune Spirit Stone was embedded, it released a large amount of spirit energy, which aided cultivation.

"My children!"

Feng Dao shouted, his voice filled with vigor and vitality.

Everyone instantly snapped awake.

It had been a long time since they had seen Feng Dao so spirited, indicating his mood had reached its peak.

If that's the case, then there must be some great news.

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

"Tonight, we'll drink to celebrate our deputy commander's achievement! We'll have his good wine and toast to his success!"

Feng Dao exclaimed excitedly, "Today, our deputy commander single-handedly earned 124 merits and obtained a Fortune Spirit Stone. He has set a new personal record in the Mystic Realm. It's worth celebrating!"

"Everyone, clap!"

The people in the cave looked utterly bewildered.

Single-handedly earning 124 merits?

This... Is he a god? One man stood up with a wide grin, his face full of disbelief, "Him? Relationship? Did he kill 31 people today? That's impossible, right? Did the other side have a collective plague?"

"Shut up!"

Feng Dao and several deputy squad leaders shouted in unison, "You must address him as deputy commander!"

The three hundred people were stunned, like ducks struck by lightning, staring with wide eyes and gaping mouths, utterly bewildered.

"Welcome, deputy commander, to say a few words. Everyone, let's give him a warm round of applause!" Feng Dao clapped his hands.

The three hundred people below looked utterly lost.

They instinctively clapped their hands, wondering when their Wolf Head had become so funny. Wasn't he always elegant and composed? Now... Why is he like this? Even the sound of clapping came out.

Fang Che stepped onto the stage.

He smiled faintly and spoke calmly, "It's just about killing the enemy. I was lucky to succeed, but perhaps you've been too lenient with them in the past, so they instinctively fear us, allowing me to take advantage... It might not be this easy next time. We can't underestimate the enemy, and we must be strict in the future..."

"However, we won this Newbie Battle and obtained a Fortune Spirit Stone, which means our luck is good. The other side underestimated us and sent three people with not very high strength..."

The three hundred people below suddenly realized, "Oh... So we won the Newbie Battle."

Feng Dao, Wolf Fang, and the others beside him had twitching faces.

Their eyes were jumping.

Only those who have witnessed battlefield combat can truly understand this feeling: This... Is he really speaking human language?

"Of course, we're happy to win, so I'm offering a few jars of wine for everyone to enjoy."

Fang Che said, "Of course, I didn't know the situation here, so I didn't bring much wine. Just have a taste."

As he spoke, he wiped his finger on his spatial ring.

Clank, clank, clank, he threw out twenty large jars.

Each jar weighed a hundred pounds.

This was the top-grade spirit wine given by Yan Beihan, the best spirit wine of the Only Righteous Sect. Now, Fang Che didn't have much left.

There were less than ten jars left in his spatial ring.

When they entered the Mystic Realm, he didn't throw them out because the spatial ring had enough space.

"This spirit wine... When you drink it, it can increase your cultivation by a bit..."

Before Fang Che could finish his sentence, Feng Dao stepped forward, "Spirit wine?"

"How much can it increase?"

"For someone at your level, it should be able to increase your cultivation by a few years. I'm talking about cultivation outside of here." Fang Che explained.

Feng Dao's eyes widened in surprise, "Really?"

"Yes."

"Damn!"

Feng Dao immediately rushed forward, "This is a waste! There are over seven hundred people, and you're drinking four jars. Keep the rest! Everyone, drink half a pound each!"

"How can you waste such precious wine?"

For those in the Mystic Realm, once they enter, they are completely cut off from the outside world.

Even the most well-off young masters of noble families can't bring in enough supplies to last more than a few days. The smallest Mystic Realms have five or six hundred people.

How long can your personal supplies last?

Once the door is closed, it's at least a month. Even if the door is opened, it's only to fetch supplies and return immediately.

And this place is tens of thousands of miles away from the inner continent...

The scarcity of supplies has reached an extreme.

The provisions sent by headquarters are good, but... Usually, they are consumed within less than ten days!

You may not want to consume them, but the enemy forces you to.

Wine... Even the most ordinary low-quality wine is considered a rare commodity here. What more can be said about spirit wine?

Upon hearing that the wine had such an effect, Feng Dao's heart ached, and his liver trembled.

When the rich spiritual energy exploded from the dense wine, Feng Dao regretted even more. He roared like a miser, wanting to take back two jars.

But before he could stop them, four jars had already been opened.

These guys hadn't received such treatment in a long time, so they pretended not to hear and opened the jars, then smiled awkwardly. Each held a large bowl in their hands without any courtesy.

Some frantically used their spirit energy to clean their bowls.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Everyone smiled awkwardly.

But the desire in their eyes was unconcealed.

The wine's fragrance was rich.

Many people, whether they were old wine lovers or not, couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Feng Dao's face turned dark, "You... You're really wasting... This wine could save lives in critical moments!"

Fang Che said, "It's fine. Let everyone have a good drink. It's rare to be wealthy."

Feng Dao roared, "Don't do this again!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Everyone's hearts immediately felt at ease, and they became excited.

Wolf Fang let out a strange cry, "Pour the wine!"

He carried the jars.

Feng Dao shouted to maintain order, "Be calm! One bowl per person, no pushing! Don't crowd! Are you hungry wolves? You're making the Feng family lose face!"

"First squad, one bowl each! One bowl! One bowl!"

"And to honor the fallen heroes!"

The fragrance of the wine rose.

The spirit energy also suddenly surged.

Before everyone drank, they felt relaxed and comfortable, and the scars on some people's bodies itched pleasantly.

The first squad was the first to receive the wine, each holding a bowl and drooling.

Their eagle-like hands held the bowls steadily, not spilling a drop.

But the saliva in their mouths flowed like a river, and some couldn't help but swallow, leaving a puddle on the ground.

"Why aren't you drinking? You already have it."

Wolf Face smiled, "Hehe... Let's wait for everyone to have it, then drink together."

He looked around with a smile.

Fang Che solemnly expressed his respect, "Not bad, you still remember to care for your comrades."

"That's just one aspect."

The wolf-faced man grinned, his face glistening with saliva, "The main thing is that you drank it all in one go, while others still had some left... It's hard to resist, but it's awkward to snatch it, so we might as well drink together. If everyone finishes their share, then there's nothing to miss."

Fang Che: "..."

I was genuinely touched by this.

Finally, everyone had their share.

There were also three bowls placed before the stone wall.

As for Fang Che and Feng Dao, they each had a large bowl, filled to the brim.

"Today is a big day!"

Feng Dao said, "Let the deputy commander say a few words before we begin."

Everyone's eyes turned to Fang Che. Please don't give a long speech, I can't take it anymore...

Fang Che promptly raised his cup, "My words are in this wine! Cheers!"

With a resounding boom, the atmosphere exploded!

"The deputy commander's speech is right up my alley!" Everyone burst into laughter.

They all raised their wine bowls and drank them dry.

A ball of fire seemed to enter directly from their mouths, nourishing their five viscera and six bowels, and their meridians were filled with an explosive surge of spiritual energy that suddenly rushed up from their dantian.

Everyone clamped their mouths shut.

They sealed their seven apertures.

Fearing any leakage.

They all sat cross-legged, beginning to digest, guiding this massive, pure spiritual energy into their meridians, circulating it through a small heavenly cycle and back to the dantian, transforming it into their own power.

Each person's face was steaming with heat.

After a long while, Feng Dao finally exhaled a long breath, pulling Fang Che aside and entering Fang Che's room, "Deputy commander..."

"Let's just call me Relationship."

Feng Dao's eyes almost popped out, his breath catching in his throat as he rolled his eyes.

Finally, after a good exhale, he transmitted his voice, "Alright, Relationship, this wine... It's not simple."

"How so?"

"It can strengthen one's foundation, deepen one's cultivation, enhance one's cultivation, and broaden one's martial arts!"

Feng Dao's expression turned serious, "You know, I'm from the main lineage of the Feng Clan, the most direct lineage. I get to enjoy all the good things in the family, although the portion isn't much..."

"But our Feng Clan doesn't have this kind of wine. Your wine is all-encompassing, even the Holy Emperor can benefit from drinking it, but even those below the Sovereign Rank can drink it, and even General Rank and King Rank can handle it."

"Do you know what this represents?"

Feng Dao solemnly transmitted, "You're giving away a Favor!"

Even Fang Che was a bit surprised.

He himself didn't know about this until Feng Dao mentioned it, and only then did he realize what Yan Beihan had given him.

This spiritual wine, Yan Beihan had given him fifty jars, five thousand pounds! And later, she gave him more on several occasions.

This little girl wasn't stingy at all... Fang Che thought to himself.

In fact, this wine was specially brewed by the Vice-Chief of the Only Righteous Sect, Yan Nan, to lay a foundation for her granddaughter.

It gathered the most precious materials from all over the world.

Yan Nan was afraid that her granddaughter would get tired of pills, and the medicinal soup also had a strong taste. If they were all made sweet, it wouldn't be good for children, and it would be easy to raise a little fatty...

In the end, they decided to brew wine.

After all, for the children of the rivers and lakes, drinking some wine wasn't a big deal.

They brewed tens of thousands of jars at once, and then the warehouse was given to Yan Beihan. And in the warehouse, there were also various wines that Yan Nan had accumulated over the years...

The reason Yan Beihan was so generous was that this warehouse.

(End of Chapter)

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