Chapter 804: Victory, Negotiation [Part 2]

Chapter 804: Victory, Negotiation [Part 2]



How shameless!

This wasn't just Bing Tianxue's feeling, but everyone else's too. They all felt that the divine metal sprite of the Night Demon was incredibly shameless!

In battle, the sword cry that accompanied the fighting and brought a sense of exhilaration was like that of a flower-plucking thief in the midst of his deed...

So lewd, so wanton, and so shameless!

"Little Cold, is this the influence of the Night Demon or the autonomous personality of the sword's divine nature?" Bi Yunyan asked, "I'm not quite sure."

Yan Beihan's face turned dark, and he said, "It's possible that the Night Demon itself is just a shameless person."

On the one hand, with so many eyes watching, there was no way to hide it. On the other hand, with the shameless person's reputation out there, Bi Yunyan and the others... Hmm?

So, because of this, do you understand?

In the arena.

Shi Changjian's body glowed with red light, and the heat waves were overwhelming. He had already switched to a different sword, and as his cultivation technique operated, the entire sword turned red.

The rolling heat waves in the arena were like a volcanic eruption.

The Star Burning Art and Soul Slaying Sword Technique! The two top-notch ultimate skills of the Pagoda Sect.

The reason why the Pagoda Sect's Patriarch, Qu Changkong, was only slightly inferior to Bing Tianxue was because this cultivation technique was a counter!

Heat, to counter the cold!

Everyone knew that these two geniuses in the arena were about to determine the winner.

Suddenly, a sword light from the Night Demon soared into the sky, swirling in the air. Instantly, a boundless hatred filled the heavens and earth, spreading endlessly without bounds!

That hatred erupted, overwhelming the heavens and earth!

The weapon in the Night Demon's hand had already changed to a blade.

"Hate!"

A voice filled with extreme hatred, carrying infinite anger and a resolute, eternal grudge, as if death was preferable to revenge.

"I hate, the heavens are blind!"

The Night Demon's clenched teeth and grinding voice made everyone who heard it shudder.

The blade glimmered!

The Dark Lord Saber was in his hand!

A sword light, carrying a lifelong grudge, fell decisively!

It rushed towards Shi Changjian's Star Burning Art and Soul Slaying Sword Technique, which was like an erupting volcano!

The Heaven-Hating Blade Technique!

The unparalleled saber technique that swept across the world, the greatest hatred between heaven and earth!

Qu Wuhui and the others almost popped their eyes out!

The Heaven-Hating Blade!

It was indeed the Heaven-Hating Blade!

There was no need to guess or ask; the signature hatred that filled the heavens and earth made it clear to everyone.

Even those who had never seen the Heaven-Hating Blade instantly understood what the Night Demon was using! The demon leaders on the Only Righteous Sect's side were also shocked.

The Night Demon could actually use the Heaven-Hating Blade!

Where did he learn it from?

In the arena, the blade light, filled with decisive hatred, had already formed a blade aura that pierced through the heavens and earth.

Even in the face of a volcanic eruption, there was no fear!

Rather die than let this lifelong grudge continue!

This was the first time Fang Che used the Heaven-Hating Blade!

Before this, in every battle, he had only used the Heaven-Hating Blade Technique and not the actual Heaven-Hating Blade. He would only use the Heaven-Hating Blade when being tested by Sun Wutian.

The Heaven-Hating Blade had never been about the blade or the technique!

It was about the hatred!

In the mortal world, the most dangerous thing had never been the various weapons like blades, guns, swords, or halberds.

It was hatred!

Hatred was the number one weapon in the mortal world!

The seven emotions of humans were the driving force behind everything in the mortal world!

Fang Che didn't want to use the Heaven-Hating Blade either, as he was well aware that there would be consequences once he did.

However, he had no other choice, as he never expected Shi Changjian to be this powerful! The Blood Spirit Seven Swords were useless.

Even the Ice Soul Sword, his trump card, met its nemesis in the Star Burning Art and Soul Slaying Sword Technique!

The malevolent aura and killing intent encountered Shi Changjian, who had a restriction on his body that concealed his aura and an incredibly strong inner resolve. The treasures on Shi Changjian's body not only concealed his aura but also ignored the opponent's aura.

This pushed Fang Che into a dead end.

If he didn't use the Heaven-Hating Blade, he wouldn't just lose; he would be defeated—because he couldn't kill!

Or rather, if he didn't play his trump card, he wouldn't just be unable to kill; he might even be killed by Shi Changjian!

With Shi Changjian using the Star Burning Art and Soul Slaying Sword Technique, this had become a life-or-death battle!

The Heaven-Hating Blade clashed with the Star Burning Art and Soul Slaying Sword Technique, both equally overwhelming.

Shi Changjian didn't retreat, standing firm like a piece of red-hot steel. Even if he were to melt into iron juice, he would burn a hole in this world.

Shi Changjian's heart was focused on guarding, guarding his sect and the people he cared about!

With a heart full of love, he activated the Star Burning Art and Soul Slaying Sword Technique, also putting himself in a do-or-die situation!

As long as I'm here, don't even think about splitting my sect!

This battle touched the hearts of all the old demon leaders and experts from the Pagoda Sect.

Everyone realized that this was a typical battle between a demon leader and a guardian! You use great hatred to destroy the heavens and earth, and I use great love to protect the mortal world!

Shi Changjian possessed all the qualities of a guardian!

The swords clashed furiously, and Shi Changjian stood his ground without retreating from start to finish!

Fang Che, wielding the Heaven-Hating Blade, also only advanced and never retreated!

The sound of the weapons clashing was like a dense downpour.

Wave after wave of heat rolled out in all directions, and the snow in the air couldn't fall, accumulating hundreds of feet above the arena.

Melting.

A curtain of water formed above the arena.

Below, the two fought with disregard for their lives, giving the impression that this battle was taking place in the highest skies or at the bottom of the sea!

The first six forms of the Heaven-Hating Blade Technique, Fang Che repeatedly slashed over seven hundred times, then let out a long howl, and suddenly unleashed all thirteen forms of the Heaven-Hating Blade!

Clang, clang, clang...

Hundreds of clashing sounds rang out in succession.

Blood-red light exploded, and the intense, dynamic scene suddenly froze.

The blades and swords still hung in the air, but on the stage, the two figures had become motionless.

They faced off against each other.

Shi Changjian's long sword had once again shattered into fragments, falling to the ground.

The Night Demon's blade had already slashed down onto Shi Changjian's shoulder.

The thickness of the slash was such that the blade was buried deep into Shi Changjian's shoulder.

The Night Demon's hand gripped the hilt of the sword.

The outcome was clear.

With just a bit of force, Shi Changjian would be split into two! But from start to finish, Shi Changjian had not retreated a single step! He stood like a mountain, unyielding even if he were to be smashed to pieces. He remained unmoved.

Both of them were drenched in sweat.

A profound silence filled the air.

Pagoda Sect Leader Qu Wuhui stood up tensely, his eyes fixed on the stage.

Everyone could see that Shi Changjian's life now hung by a thread, at the mercy of the Night Demon's whim.

Finally, the Night Demon took a deep breath, and the murderous intent suddenly subsided. "Forgive me!" he said.

His wrist slowly lifted, and the Dark Lord Saber rose out of Shi Changjian's flesh and blood.

A fountain of blood gushed out.

Shi Changjian's eyes flashed, and he stared intently at the Night Demon's face. His right hand was clenched, blood flowing from his palm, but he said calmly, "I've lost!"

Clang!

Fang Che sheathed his sword.

"This is the first fierce battle I've encountered since I entered the martial world," he said calmly. "If your weapon were made of divine metal, the outcome of this battle would be unknown."

Shi Changjian spoke calmly, "A loss is a loss. Even with divine metal, it wouldn't have made a difference."

He looked at his feet and said, "Although I never retreated, if I had, your aura would have been even stronger. Moreover, your cultivation realm is not as high as mine, yet you defeated me. This battle is one I couldn't win."

Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "We'll meet again in the martial world. Perhaps, by then, I'll be able to kill you."

Shi Changjian's eyes flashed with determination, and he gritted his teeth, "Who will kill whom is yet to be seen!"

It was only at this moment that the sword aura in the air finally dissipated.

The accumulated snow from half a day melted into a stream, and with a loud whoosh, it rushed down like a bursting river.

Qu Wuhui let out a sigh of relief, and with a wave of his sleeve, the water that filled the sky was sent dozens of miles away.

He stood up and said, "As expected of the Only Righteous Sect, with its profound foundation. The young geniuses are indeed not something our small sect can compare to. Miss Yan, you've won."

Yan Beihan smiled faintly, "By chance. It seems we'll be troubling your sect for a few more days."

Qu Wuhui's face turned cold, "Although we don't welcome it, we accept the outcome."

Yan Beihan said, "Since it's like this, please inform Elder Qu Changkong to arrange a time for us to meet. Hopefully, there won't be any more delays."

Qu Wuhui said, "Since Miss Yan has spoken to this extent, then let's make it tonight."

"Good!"

Fang Che turned around, "Miss Yan, the Night Demon has not failed your command!"

"Excellent! Very good!"

Yan Beihan did not hold back her praise, her eyes and smile filled with admiration. "Rest well. Tonight, we'll go for the negotiation."

"Good!"

Fang Che did not decline. Because this was his chance to make a significant contribution.

Bing Tianxue looked at Fang Che with curious eyes and said, "Night Demon, when did you learn the Ice Soul Sword...?"

Fang Che respectfully replied, "It was during my previous plan to nurture the Quintessence Bug into a divine being. When Deputy Sect Leader Yan and Deputy Sect Leader Bai summoned me for a discussion, they imparted the Heaven-Hating Blade and the Ice Soul Sword. There was also a fragmented ancient scroll of the Heaven Lifting Blade, but Deputy Sect Leader Yan said that Deputy Sect Leader Feng had not agreed, so they couldn't teach me the complete technique..."

"When did you learn it?"

Bing Tianxue had no doubts about this because the Night Demon had only met the deputy sect leaders once.

Everyone in the Only Righteous Sect knew about this matter.

If there was an opportunity, it could only have been that one time.

"Not bad. In such a short time, the Ice Soul Sword and the Heaven-Hating Blade have already taken shape. Especially the Ice Soul Sword, its extreme cold aura is quite fascinating."

Fang Che was stunned.

Clearly, my Heaven-Hating Blade is stronger than the Ice Soul Sword, so why did you only mention the Ice Soul Sword?

Bing Tianxue laughed, "In the future, practice the Ice Soul Sword more! The Heaven-Hating Blade is not very useful. It only makes you seem like the entire world owes you something, which is not pleasing."

"Er..."

Fang Che didn't know how to respond, so he looked to Yan Beihan for help.

Yan Beihan laughed, "Aunt Bing, your plan is a bit premature. The Night Demon's Ice Soul Sword is still far from being useful to you. It's like a journey of ten thousand miles away."

Bing Tianxue smiled, "At least there's a glimmer of hope."

She spoke with a hint of nostalgia, "Deputy Sect Leader Bai won't allow its use, and the Dark Lord has been dead for thousands of years. I don't know if he can be revived... Now, it's just that the Night Demon still has some potential."

Fang Che hesitantly said, "The first time I revealed the Ice Soul Sword, it didn't succeed, and I don't know if Deputy Sect Leader Bai will be angry..."

"How could that be!"

Bing Tianxue took responsibility, "Deputy Sect Leader Bai was just venting his anger. I'll take the blame."

"

Immediately, the other old devils also came forward to speak with Fang Che. Each of them was incredibly enthusiastic.

There was no choice; Ye Meng's current background was too powerful.

If it were just the Blood Spirit Seven Swords, it wouldn't matter. It's just a disciple of a subordinate sect leader, even if he cultivates the Quintessence Bug to the point of becoming a champion, what difference would it make?] But now, things were different.

Bai, the Deputy Headmaster, imparted the Ice Soul Sword, and Yan, the Deputy Headmaster, gave him the Heaven Lifting Blade, and even a portion of the Heaven Lifting Blade!

What does this indicate?

You should know that this isn't just about Yan, the Deputy Headmaster, and Bai, the Deputy Headmaster; it's also about Sun Wutian, the Chief Guardian's, matter!

Strictly speaking, it also involves the Feng family! After all, it's the Heaven Lifting Blade.

So, Ye Meng has already met the conditions for everyone to get along. Moreover, according to Ye Meng's current cultivation, talent, and progress, measuring all aspects, the possibility of future growth is immense!

Now that Hanma Bing Tianxue is optimistic, this also represents that Madman Halberd must be optimistic.

Yan Beihan highly values him!

So, Ye Meng's value has suddenly changed.

The old devils came forward, one by one, to establish a friendly relationship with a pleasant demeanor. Fang Che's Quintessence Bug was busy, and he even added the communication of six old devils. He added one more with a greedy face and a cold smile to Hanma Bing Tianxue.

Biyun Yan hesitated, whispering into Feng Xuechenxue's ear: "Should we add him?"

Yan Beihan turned around, his face filled with disappointment: "Ah... I'm telling you... can't you be a little more ambitious? Ah? I'm asking you, can you?"

The three women that Ye Meng's background and the reason why he must be treated well.

The three women were startled and answered in unison: "Yes!"

So, they didn't add him.

The Only Righteous Sect returned victorious.

Yan Beihan still had to make some arrangements for who to bring along in the evening.

Now, what was initially about splitting their sect had turned into negotiations, something Yan Beihan hadn't anticipated. However, since they had reached this point, they could only continue.

"I'll go, Ice Aunt will go, and Ye Meng will go. The three of us must go. Zhou Meier will also go to record."

"Biyun Yan and Feng Xuechenxue... Tch... they'll go too."

"Our strength is sufficient, and we're not afraid of their ambush. We'll ensure safety first. Then, we'll consider their intentions... But now it seems that there's almost no hope for a split. How can we negotiate a split?"

Yan Beihan frowned.

Splitting their sect meant constantly inciting and enticing contradictions within, making both sides evenly matched and then causing a rift. Only when the rift occurs will the Only Righteous Sect emerge from the shadows and join, forming a one-sided suppression...

Then, they will expel and absorb...

This is a complete process of splitting.

But now that it's escalated to the point of open conflict, how can they split?

Yan Beihan's heart was already somewhat dejected.

However, he had to make this final effort and figure things out, no matter what.

Fang Che didn't care; he had already started thinking about what to say that night.

Finally, night fell.

Yan Beihan led the group on their way.

When they arrived at the location, Fang Che took a look and was impressed.

He had genuinely thought they were going to negotiate with the Pagoda Sect, but when they arrived, he realized it was at the top of a mountain.

The mountain wind howled.

He couldn't help but slap himself: "I thought too much. How dare the Pagoda Sect let so many devils enter their Mountain Defense Array?"

When they arrived, the Pagoda Sect's elders were already there.

The Pagoda Sect only sent two people.

The Pagoda Sect's elder, Qu Changkong.

The Pagoda Sect's leader, Qu Wuhui!

Yan Beihan was a bit angry. We came fully prepared, and you only sent two people? First, it shows that we lack manners. Second, it shows that we're afraid. Third, it shows that you don't really want to negotiate.

They sent two die-hard hardliners; what's there to negotiate?

Yan Beihan maintained a stern face, pulled out some chairs from his spatial ring, and everyone sat down.

He said indifferently, "Qu, the leader, is this a lack of sincerity?"

Qu Wuhui replied indifferently, "If there were no sincerity, we wouldn't have come. Miss Yan, please understand that the hospitality may not be up to your standards."

Yan Beihan asked, "Where are the others?"

Qu Wuhui replied, "Since those people intended to leave the sect, it's natural that they wouldn't be here."

Yan Beihan's face darkened, "Then what are we negotiating about?"

"Miss Yan can negotiate about whatever she wants."

Qu Wuhui replied.

Bing Tianxue couldn't hold back anymore, and her body began to emanate a chilling aura.

It seemed like a fight was about to break out.

Suddenly, Fang Che spoke up.

"Since we're negotiating, we should at least look like we're negotiating. Even if the Pagoda Sect doesn't want to negotiate, today we agreed to come and talk. So... is the Pagoda Sect being a bit too much? Even if we're enemies, before we openly break ties, and especially since you're the ones who lost and asked for negotiations, such behavior makes it hard for me to understand the Pagoda Sect's etiquette."

Fang Che's words were accusatory.

However, he stood on the moral high ground. You may think we're devils, but you're the one who lost.

His words made the old devils feel refreshed.

Ye Meng indeed knew how to speak.

If the old devils were to argue, they'd probably just curse and then fight. Such reasonable and well-founded words were unlikely to come from them.

For example, if Bing Tianxue spoke, she could only say: "Qu Changkong, are you fucking with me?!"

With just one sentence, there would be no room for reconciliation.

Because of Qu Changkong's response to such words, the only reply he could give was: "What's your game?"

Qu Changkong's Bai Mei Xuan moved, and he calmly said, "The Night Demon Sect Leader speaks reasonably. It was indeed impolite of us. Here, I apologize to Miss Yan."

With a wave of his hand, a soundproof barrier was instantly formed.

Swish, swish, swish, and the space was instantly filled with fabric, forming a room-like area.

Thick red carpets appeared on the ground, making it smooth and flat.

Over a dozen grand scholar chairs and a large table materialized out of thin air.

Then, neatly arranged teacups and tea leaves appeared, falling evenly into the cups. Hot water descended from above, and the aroma of tea wafted gently.

Qu Changkong and Qu Wuhui stood at the entrance of this temporary room, their expressions solemn. Qu Changkong said, "Miss Yan, if you don't mind the simplicity, let's begin. How should we proceed?"

At that moment, all the demon heads of the Only Righteous Sect, including Yan Beihan, felt satisfied.

It wasn't necessarily success they sought, but this treatment they had indeed received.

It was the Night Demon Sect Leader's words that changed the other party's attitude.

Bing Tianxue was pleased and patted Fang Che's shoulder, saying, "Good job, boy!"

Then, Yan Beihan said, "Since it's like this, let's go inside and have some tea."

Qu Changkong said, "The Night Demon Sect Leader is right. Since we agreed to talk, we should do it properly. Regardless of the final outcome, this talk must take place. Miss Yan, please." He turned to the others, "Honorable Cold Venerable, please. Ladies, please. Night Demon Sect Leader, please. Everyone, please! Please come in and enjoy some tea."

"Solitary Shadow of Cold Mountain, Fellow Travelers of the Martial World, today's meeting is a wonderful tale of the martial world. Please, please!"

Yan Beihan said, "Please!"

She led everyone inside.

They took their seats, hosts and guests.

Qu Wuhui's face was stern as he looked at Fang Che. "What does the Night Demon Sect Leader think?"

Fang Che replied, "Anyone can put on a show. But we all know that we didn't come here to put on a show or make friends. We know what Miss Yan wants to do, and you two seniors are well aware of it too."

"I ask that you two seniors clarify whether we should talk or not. If not, I request that you seniors also make it clear. After we finish our tea tonight, I will report back to Miss Yan."

Fang Che's face carried a smile, but his tone was icy.

Qu Wuhui calmly said, "Miss Yan hasn't spoken yet, but is the Night Demon Sect Leader a bit hasty?"

This seemed to be a provocation.

Yan Beihan calmly said, "Everyone here tonight is someone I trust deeply. Each person can speak on my behalf, or rather, every word they say can be considered my own."

"What the Night Demon says now can completely represent me."

Yan Beihan calmly smiled and said, "Sect Leader Qu, between us, these little tricks are pointless. What do you think?"

Qu Changkong laughed, "Miss Yan truly has the qualities of a leader. It seems we two old fellows have been acting petty."

Yan Beihan smiled faintly and said, "So, regarding the question the Night Demon asked earlier, I'd like to hear your response. If it's just to fulfill a bet, then let's not talk at all. Let's just have a cup of tea and end it here today."

Qu Changkong shook his head and chuckled, "Miss Yan is straightforward. I quite admire her..."

He paused as if contemplating his words.

Fang Che looked at Yan Beihan, his eyes seeking permission.

Yan Beihan slowly nodded, giving him a look of complete trust.

Fang Che said, "As a junior with limited experience in the martial world, if I say something wrong, I ask that you seniors not take offense."

Qu Wuhui had a poor impression of Fang Che. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "Since the Night Demon Sect Leader can fully represent Miss Yan, then naturally he can lead tonight's conversation. Say whatever you want without hesitation."

Qu Changkong frowned, "Wuhui!"

Qu Wuhui remained silent.

His face was like still water.

Fang Che said, "As a junior with little influence, enduring some grievances is not a problem. But since Miss Yan trusts me so much, I can only repay her with my life. Speaking frankly is what I should do. If I make a mistake, I will naturally apologize to Miss Yan later. There's no need for others to worry."

This statement was aggressive, both attacking and mocking.

The old demon leaders felt a surge of satisfaction.

You righteous sects claim to uphold etiquette, but today, the Night Demon Sect is constantly undermining you in the name of etiquette because you were impolite and lost your composure first.

They even provoke and drive a wedge between them.

Qu Changkong's deep gaze fell on Fang Che, "Night Demon Sect Leader, feel free to speak your mind."

Fang Che said, "If I haven't misunderstood, this conversation is something the Pagoda Sect wants to have. Regarding the matter of splitting, the Pagoda Sect also has its intentions. Am I wrong?"

Yan Beihan's pupils constricted slightly at these words.

Could the Night Demon be so certain?

Did the Pagoda Sect itself want to split? Yan Beihan hadn't noticed this, but she believed the Night Demon. If the Night Demon said so, there must be a reason!

This gave Yan Beihan, who had almost given up, a surge of hope, and her back straightened instantly.

Qu Changkong's face remained expressionless, but Qu Wuhui sneered and said, "The Night Demon Sect Leader's words are truly surprising. Do you have any evidence for this claim?"

(End of Chapter)

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