The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 740: This Flourishing Era, As You Wish [Two-in-One] - Novel Cool

Chapter 740: This Flourishing Era, As You Wish [Two-in-One]

Chapter 740: This Flourishing Era, As You Wish [Two-in-One]

Upon hearing these words, the Guardians burst into laughter.

The members of the Only Righteous Sect collectively flushed with embarrassment.

You were begging for mercy after being beaten by a Fifth Rank Venerable, and you even praised them as 'tough opponents'. This irony is truly over the top.

Bi Fangdong's mind was still in a daze, unable to process that he had been crushed by a Fifth Rank Venerable.

I was truly defeated...

As he was still in a daze, Fang Che's words reached his ears, causing his face to flush with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you worry about us. We still have plenty of healing medicine!"

Fang Che asked, "Plenty? So many? Can you give me some?"

"..."

Bi Fangdong's anger surged, and he roared like thunder, "Are you deliberately trying to start a life-and-death battle between us? If we engage in an all-out war and die, I won't even bat an eyelid!"

Fang Che quickly shook his head, "Look at you... So agitated. If you don't want to give it, just say so. We're about to engage in a life-and-death battle, and your manners are truly..." He clicked his tongue, "...in need of refinement. Why are all of you from the Only Righteous Sect so easily triggered, like firecrackers ready to explode at the slightest touch?"

Bi Fangdong pressed his hand against his shoulder wound, his anger reaching its peak, "Don't try to deceive me... How is it that your sword wound won't heal? Is there poison on your blade?"

"Why would I do something so tasteless?" Fang Che furrowed his brows, "Your wound hasn't healed? Could it be a problem with your constitution? A constitution prone to bleeding?"

Bi Fangdong's anger erupted, and he extended his shoulder, shouting, "And you claim there's no poison on your blade! Look, the blood here won't stop! Huh?"

Everyone's gaze turned to his shoulder, and they saw that it was white and tender, with no sign of a wound. However, after the power of Blood Smoke Palm left his body, Bi Fangdong's Sage King cultivation automatically circulated, and the wound had completely disappeared.

Fang Che's eyes widened in surprise as he looked, and he immediately flew into a rage, "Bi, are you mocking me? Your shoulder doesn't even have a wound, yet you claim the blood won't stop?"

Bi Fangdong was speechless, "This... Just now..."

His face twisted, and he turned to look at his shoulder again, pulling his clothes aside to check. Indeed, there was no wound.

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

How...

When did it heal?

Fang Che clicked his tongue and turned to survey the surroundings, saying, "Let me tell you, Tiger Head Captain's shoulder here is quite something. It's so white and slender, full of charm. If you don't look at his face and only see this one exposed shoulder, it exudes a chaotic beauty, as if someone has been forcibly bullied..."

Behind him, Wolf Face burst into laughter, "Captain, after hearing your words and taking another look, I suddenly got hard."

Instantly, the group of old perverts from the Wind family chimed in, "Hard! Hard!"

Several female experts from the Wind family blushed and turned away, spitting out, "Pfft!"

Bi Fangdong suddenly blushed and screamed, "No way! You're taking this too far!"

"Who's taking it too far?"

Fang Che's anger reached its peak, "You accused me of poisoning you with a perfectly fine shoulder, and now you claim I'm taking it too far?"

Bi Fangdong was at a loss for words.

Because, apparently, that's what happened.

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out how the wound had stopped bleeding on the battlefield and immediately healed after the battle ended.

This damn thing must be haunted! He waved his hand in anger, "Retreat!"

Fang Che immediately called out, "Wait!"

Bi Fangdong turned his head, his nose and face contorted, "Why?"

"You lost, don't you know?"

"What are you asking me for? Are you asking about the Fortune Spirit Stone?"

Everyone suddenly remembered this matter. In their battles, they always wagered Fortune Spirit Stones!

Bi Fangdong gritted his teeth, "Feng Dao only mentioned killing me for revenge before leaving. He didn't mention the Fortune Spirit Stone! And my battle with you was sudden, and before the fight, we didn't say anything about the loser paying the Fortune Spirit Stone!"

Fang Che's left hand wielded a flying blade, while his right hand rested on the hilt of his sword. His eyes turned cold, "I don't care about that! The fact is, you lost, and you have to pay the Fortune Spirit Stone. I'm asking you, will you give it or not?"

Bi Fangdong's anger surged, "Don't get too cocky!" He flicked his hand and threw out a Fortune Spirit Stone,

then turned to leave.

However, he suddenly paused, deep in thought.

His gaze fixed on Fang Che, the confusion that had appeared on his face after the battle resurfaced, and he wanted to regain some face.

"Actually, your true cultivation is not my match!"

Bi Fangdong was perplexed, "But why...?"

He couldn't understand why he had been defeated by Fang Che.

Fang Che spoke calmly, "But the fact is, you lost. If you're not convinced, we can continue the fight."

Bi Fangdong snorted, "Retreat!"

He wouldn't engage in another battle until he understood what had happened.

The members of the Only Righteous Sect eagerly followed Bi Fangdong and retreated.

The Wind family disciples left behind erupted in triumphant cheers!

Fang Che watched Bi Fangdong leave, and his expression turned solemn.

He had used the entire Boundless True Dharma to counter his opponent, first using Sun Wutian's and Blood Slaughter's killing intent to suppress the enemy's fortune, then adding Heaven Hating Blade, Blood Smoke Palm, and his full strength to suppress Bi Fangdong.

Throughout the entire journey, they flew without touching the ground, ultimately landing by sheer luck.

They didn’t even dare to clash weapons with the opponent.

Bip Fangdong’s strength far surpassed his own; if Bip Fangdong had dared to fight to the death, he would have surely won long ago. This was also the reason why Fang Che used the Malevolent Aura to seize the initiative from the start.

Bip Fangdong, who had lost all his momentum, must have been terrified. How could he have fought to the death?

But Fang Che knew himself how much of a fluke this victory was.

Bip Fangdong wasn’t defeated by him; he was essentially scared off!

Or rather, he was scared off by the killing aura of Sun Wutian and the Blood Demon!

"Captain, you’re amazing."

Wolf Face, Wolf Heart, Wolf Fang, and Wolf Eye gathered around, each smiling like a blooming flower.

Their faces were radiant.

"Ah, what’s so amazing about it? I got here through connections; I’m far from being as good as Feng Dao, the former captain..." Fang Che said.

"Captain, hahahaha..."

Everyone laughed: "Feng Dao is already gone; saying this now won’t provoke anyone."

"True, I forgot about that."

Fang Che laughed: "Since that’s the case, let’s head back to the mansion and celebrate tonight."

"Oh-ho!"

Everyone was delighted, cheerfully escorting Fang Che back.

Without a battle, with no casualties, they won a Fortune Spirit Stone. How wonderful.

They had thought that with Feng Dao’s departure, their side would fall into a disadvantage, but the new captain turned out to be even stronger!

And much stronger at that!

Truly... life was becoming more and more hopeful.

Back in the cave.

They opened two jars of wine as usual.

Wolf Fang filled three bowls of wine and placed them in front of a stone wall.

Then everyone started drinking.

Fang Che frowned and said, "Is this a door?"

"Yes, Captain."

Mentioning this door, everyone’s voices lowered.

"Inside is..." Fang Che had already guessed.

"Inside is an ice coffin."

Wolf Face drank the wine in his bowl in one gulp, lowered his head, and said softly, "My father is in there, along with others..."

Fang Che’s heart trembled: "Why haven’t you sent them back, to return to their roots?"

"Right now, there are ninety-nine people inside, not yet a hundred."

Wolf Face said solemnly, "Once it reaches a hundred, we transport them out. Opening the Mystic Realm and transporting the bodies is too difficult. The elders inside are all looking forward to that day."

"Once the Mystic Realm is unified, the Mystic Realm Gateway will automatically open once, fulfilling everyone’s wishes, allowing them to return to their roots without any regrets."

Everyone fell silent.

Fang Che didn’t ask how many were inside, nor did he try to open it to take a look. He suddenly fell silent.

He remembered his first battle when he first arrived, and Wolf Fur Wu, who had suffered a fatal injury, saying, "With me, it’s enough. Let us go home."

Only now did he understand the meaning of those words.

Fang Che silently walked over and lit an incense stick.

He returned to the crowd and sat down.

This time, he chose to sit among the group of elders whose foundations were damaged. These elders in the Mystic Realm had been guarding for over several decades to a hundred years, with the longest one approaching three hundred years.

They had never left.

Seeing Fang Che sit over, everyone was somewhat surprised and greeted him with smiles.

"Captain."

Fang Che nodded and chatted with everyone.

After a while.

Gradually, it grew quiet, and the elders didn’t speak.

Finally, an elder said softly, "Captain, you just came from outside. Tell us, how is it outside now?"

The others also moved their throats, looking up at Fang Che, full of eagerness.

Fang Che felt a warm current surge through his heart: "What do you want to know?"

The elder said softly, "Are the people outside living well? Is our continent peaceful? Are the major families striving? How is the Guardian Headquarters? How is our vast world?"

He chuckled bitterly, "In recent years, those who have come in are all members of the Feng family. They know a lot about their own families, but they haven’t experienced much of the outside world..."

His eyes sparkled with hope: "With us fighting here, the continent is very peaceful, right?"

Fang Che took a deep breath, looked at them seriously, and said softly, "Rest assured, the continent is peaceful, the four directions are calm, the people are happy, and the homeland is safe."

He paused and said softly, "This prosperous era is as you wished!"

"That’s good, that’s good." The faces of the elders showed relief, their expressions becoming solemn and honorable.

It seemed that their entire lives of fighting here had been worth it.

A sense of release.

"Truly wonderful."

An elder closed his eyes, as if imagining the beautiful scene Fang Che described, murmuring.

"Our foundations are damaged, and we can’t leave this place. But with everything so good outside, we have no further demands."

Another elder sighed softly, "I really want to go back and see this prosperous era, to see the happy lives of the people we have protected, to see the peaceful and harmonious countryside... I really want to visit Rocky City and pay respects to Ninth Lord! Even if it’s just bowing from afar at the foot of Rocky City, it’s a dream."

The crowd sighed in unison.

Among them, a female martial artist with a beautiful face, but silver strands in her hair, had tears in her eyes as she scolded, "Look at all of you, so disheartened. Why are you fighting here? Now that you know the situation, do you have to see it for yourselves?"

The crowd nodded with bitter smiles, "You're right about that."

"What else is happening out there?"

Since the conversation had started, they naturally wanted to ask more questions, after all, they had nothing better to do while waiting here.

Fang Che said, "In my opinion, things are much better now. Moreover, the Guardians have established the Life and Death Patrol, specifically targeting those who bully the common folk, act tyrannically, oppress the locals, and force people into prostitution... They are all being dealt with without mercy, regardless of their background. Things have indeed improved."

The crowd nodded repeatedly, "That's how it should be. Especially for those from the Guardian's meritorious families who are causing trouble, they should be severely punished. They are not living up to the legacy of those who fought here before us."

The crowd sighed in agreement.

"How long have all of you been here? Have you never left? Your foundations are damaged; how did that happen?"

After a series of questions, Fang Che finally understood why these people were so desperate.

Among the fifty-two, only one had reached the First Stage Sacred King.

The rest were stuck at the Sage level, mostly at the Sixth, Seventh, Eighth, or Ninth Stage.

Through their constant battles and injuries, especially during the latter half of the month without medicine, they had no choice but to endure.

It was inevitable that their foundations would be damaged.

Even without foundation damage, breaking through to the Holy Emperor stage at their current cultivation level would be challenging, let alone with damaged foundations.

However, precisely because their foundations were damaged, they were even more reluctant to leave.

Firstly, they didn't want to bear the shame of being labeled as deserters. Secondly, they believed that by staying and fighting, they were providing time and opportunities for the younger generation with intact foundations to develop and potentially break through...

Take Feng Dao as an example; he was much younger in terms of seniority, but when he entered, he continuously improved his cultivation through battles and eventually broke through to the Holy Emperor stage and left.

This was undoubtedly thanks to the efforts of these elders.

If they had left earlier and Feng Dao had entered earlier, he might not have achieved his current breakthrough.

Many injuries were endured by these elders.

They silently served as the foundation.

Using their shoulders and lives, supported the growth of the Feng family's younger generation.

Fang Che sighed.

Because even he didn't have a good solution. The Boundless Dharma Sutra could fix damaged foundations, but what reason could he give? The Boundless Dharma Sutra was a secret.

Moreover, although their cultivation was already high, it was still considered low compared to the Holy Emperor stage. Even if their foundations were restored, they wouldn't leave; instead, they would work even harder.

Their mission was not yet complete.

Even if they unified this Mystic Realm, after a brief rest, they would choose to join the battles in larger Mystic Realms rather than seeking comfort.

All of this was for the better development of the Feng family's younger generation.

"This time, when I came in, you all know I have connections at headquarters, right?"

Fang Che smiled, "So, I managed to bring in a batch of Crystals of Fortune."

"Crystals of Fortune?" The crowd's eyes lit up.

Crystals of Fortune were legendary, and few had ever seen them. Even with their former status and cultivation within the family, they had never come into contact with them.

"As members of the Feng family, you should know that Crystals of Fortune, when combined with injuries, can be infused into the body's Spirit Qi to treat damaged foundations."

Fang Che explained slowly.

The crowd was first shocked by the revelation, and then it involved the honor of the Feng family. As members of the Feng family, how could they possibly not know?

Moreover, if the captain said it could be cured, then it must be true. They all nodded in agreement.

"We heard about it in the family, but Crystals of Fortune are extremely rare."

"Yes, I've heard of them too. Our Feng family is aware of this."

"..."

Fang Che said, "So, unless the Origin is destroyed, there should be hope. Don't lose heart; breaking through to the Holy Emperor stage and leaving shouldn't be a big deal for you all."

The fifty-two elders with damaged foundations lit up, their breathing quickened, "Captain, do you mean...?"

"I mean, at that time, I'll find a way to injure you slightly, and then, based on the injuries, when your Spirit Qi flows out, we'll use the power of the Crystals of Fortune to trace back and replenish your foundation's origin."

Fang Che said, "But for now, I'm not sure if it will be effective. Tomorrow, let's give it a try. Who wants to be the first few test subjects?"

"I'll go!"

Several elders immediately raised their hands.

Test subjects.

Being test subjects meant there were risks, and the oldest among them stepped forward without hesitation.

The intention is simple, we'll take the risk. As long as we can find a way to restore the path, even if we sacrifice our lives in the process, it's worth it!

"Alright, I'll make the arrangements for tomorrow."

Fang Che took a deep breath.

What they needed now was time. It was one thing that the Only Righteous Sect was at a disadvantage, but it was another that Bi Fangdong was intimidated by him.

However, if it came down to a life-and-death battle, he couldn't defeat that guy. Moreover, being restrained by Bi Fangdong, it would be challenging for him to spare any attention to help others.

Therefore, with the current situation in the Mystic Realm, their strength was insufficient, and the timing was also off.

The sacrifice would be immense.

Moreover, the most critical issue was that if they eliminated Bi Fangdong and his group here, they would face the Only Righteous Sect's furious retaliation.

And that retaliation would last for a hundred hours!

With their current strength, it was impossible to withstand such an onslaught.

So, Fang Che wasn't in a hurry. After all, he had already intimidated them, and they wouldn't dare to make a move for a while.

They must improve their strength during this time! Not just his own, but all the Feng Clan disciples here needed to step up!

Since they planned to unify the Mystic Realm, they had to prepare for the hundred hours of continuous combat that would follow—without this preparation, blindly unifying the Mystic Realm would only increase casualties unnecessarily. And after countless deaths, they might still end up back at square one, with both sides occupying half of the territory.

Because enduring that hundred hours of battle was a hard rule that neither side, whether it be the Only Righteous Sect or the Guardians, could withstand at this stage.

Fang Che was acutely aware of this.

He wouldn't sacrifice all the brothers here for temporary glory, nor would he sacrifice the countless Feng Clan disciples who would come to reinforce them later.

The stone cave was warm and cozy.

The Fortune Spirit Stones were continuously enhancing their effects, and no one wanted to waste this opportunity. During the time the Fortune Spirit Stones were active, the spiritual energy in the cave was more than double the usual amount.

Exceptionally pure.

This was the perfect time for cultivation.

Moreover, due to Fang Che's intimidating presence, the other side didn't dare to attack, so they didn't have to worry about being ambushed...

So, everyone started to cultivate.

The night passed in silence.

Early the next morning.

Fang Che led his group out, strolling casually.

"Oh ho!"

Upon reaching the valley where the other side was located, Fang Che shouted, "Tiger Head, come out! I've missed you!"

His followers chuckled behind him.

On the other side, Bi Fangdong didn't want to come out. He was still shaken by yesterday's encounter.

How could they fight without their morale? He had thought about this all night.

But he had to come out.

Bi Fangdong, exasperated, stormed out with a scowl on his face, "What do you want now?!"

Fang Che was really getting on Bi Fangdong's nerves.

He couldn't beat him in a fight, couldn't out-insult him, couldn't leave, and was just a step away from a breakthrough.

But Fang Che kept harassing him every day, and if he didn't respond, he'd be humiliated!

Bi Fangdong was truly experiencing the meaning of the phrase 'time dragged on like years.'

It was indeed like years passing!

When Fang Che saw Bi Fangdong come out, his face lit up with a smile, as if he had seen an old friend after many years.

There was a sense of warmth in his demeanor.

"Tiger Head, a night apart feels like three autumns."

Fang Che said with a smile, "How's your shoulder wound? Is it better now?"

Bi Fangdong's face twisted in annoyance, huffing and puffing, "What do you want? Just say it already! Relationship!"

Then his face twisted again, "Can you tell me your name? Every time I call you 'relationship,' it feels so awkward."

The people behind Tiger Head all had distorted expressions.

They deeply resonated with what their captain had said.

Such a formidable man, a true god among gods, and he's calling him 'relationship'? What kind of relationship is so powerful? What kind of relationship allows one to be so strong?

Why do you need a relationship when you're already this strong? If he's a relationship, what are we? Useless?

Fang Che sighed and muttered, "Do you think I want his name? When I first arrived, Feng Dao gave me this nickname, and once it was given, I couldn't shake it off. I'm frustrated too, you know?"

Bi Fangdong's temper exploded, "But right now, we're the most frustrated!"

"Then go find Feng Dao! What do you want from me? Can I change my own name?"

Fang Che sighed, "For example, you, Bi Fangdong, you're called Tiger Head, did you give yourself that name? Can you change this nickname?"

I can't change it! Bi Fangdong was even more frustrated.

What he said made sense, but this name was just too annoying.

Every time they called him 'relationship,' he felt inferior to a mere relationship... Damn!

Bi Fangdong felt incredibly annoyed, and he had cursed Feng Dao in his heart a thousand times.

He was truly not a good person.

Just leave if you want to leave, but you had to leave someone here to torment us. You left someone here, and on top of that, you gave him the nickname 'relationship.'

(End of Chapter)

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