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Chapter 82: No Opportunity to Act
Chapter 82: No Opportunity to Act
Fang Che never expected that his unintentional actions would bear fruit.
Earlier, Bao Feiyu had mentioned Wansheng Forest, only to be interrupted by Li Changkong.
Wansheng Forest was vast, so where would he even begin to look?
However, Fang Che also understood that after Li Changkong's words, if he wanted to find Bao Feiyu and ask him something, there was absolutely no hope.
So, he could only come to the library to search.
He never expected that an old man in the library would be so knowledgeable.
This was indeed a pleasant surprise.
At least, he now had a real goal.
In his previous life, he was just a wandering cultivator, skilled in cultivation, but his knowledge was scattered.
He had spent his days risking his life in the Jianghu, at most boasting about some strange tales, but there was no systematic learning.
It was only after entering the White Cloud Martial Academy that he realized how vast the knowledge about martial arts, the world, and various legends were, like an endless sea of smoke.
His previous knowledge had long been washed away.
For example, he had thought of using the Golden Horned Serpent in his past life, but only now did he realize that such things couldn't be used just because he had them.
You couldn't achieve it without providing them with a place to dwell.
But such things were rare and hard to come by.
Fang Che was somewhat relieved that he hadn't directly brought out the Golden Horned Serpent back then; otherwise, it would have already disappeared.
He now knew where to find the divine metal, but Fang Che wouldn't act rashly.
With his current cultivation, searching for it would be a death sentence.
His daily cultivation followed a routine, and he had already mastered all seven of the Blood Spirit Swords. The Heaven-Flying Sword Technique was second nature to him, and the Divine Ape Heart Piercing Thirteen Movements were also familiar.
He had completed the first layer of the Ice-Clear Spirit Platform and, with the help of the martial academy and Unity Sect's divine awareness pills, reached the intermediate stage.
However, the Illusory Bone Transformation was more challenging, and he had only just entered the first level.
He had already learned the Blood Burning Technique, but the Boundless Sutra remained at the introductory stage.
He hadn't even reached the first level.
Every day, he greedily absorbed life energy, as if filling an endless pit.
He practiced with various weapons and slowly familiarized himself with different battle techniques.
His basic skills were gradually becoming more proficient.
However, at present, the weapon he was most proficient with was the spear, which he held and exchanged emotions with every night.
"Get to know the material of every inch of your destined weapon and become familiar with every detail of its construction. No matter how unresponsive your weapon is, first cultivate a sense of intimacy with it. Only when you see your weapon and instinctively feel that it has blood and flesh, that it can communicate and be entrusted, will it possibly respond to you."
Fang Che understood this principle.
If you treat a sword as just a cold piece of metal, it will always remain cold; but if you treat it as a partner, over time, a mysterious connection will naturally form.
Even if it's just self-hypnosis, using it will feel different from others.
Fang Che's current spear was made of ordinary iron and steel.
But this didn't stop him from slowly searching for that feeling and developing a genuine liking for it.
Then there were the various teachings and instructions from the martial academy's instructors, each of which Fang Che felt was incredibly beneficial.
Nighttime.
He stopped cultivating and slowly guided his primordial spirit energy back into his dantian.
Fang Che gently exhaled, and a white dragon-like mist emerged, extending three zhang away and still dense.
His meridians trembled, and a critical point suddenly opened.
His cultivation surged like a tide, instantly coursing through his body and returning to his dantian.
"I've broken through to the second level of Martial Sage!"
He savored the feeling of breaking through, the blood energy flowing through his meridians like a mighty river.
Fang Che thoroughly enjoyed this moment.
This was the most satisfying moment for martial practitioners, the instant of breaking through any stage.
The most exciting part was the sense of novelty, the feeling of strength, and the surge of invincible confidence in one's heart, all stemming from this moment.
Unfortunately, this breakthrough sensation would become familiar within half an hour at most.
Just as he was about to rest, he suddenly felt something was amiss.
It was now late summer, early autumn.
Fang Che had planted grass near the walls and in front of and behind the house, but he hadn't tended to it at all.
So, the sounds of crickets and other insects were usually lively and varied, especially at night in the grass.
Old Jianghu veterans knew that resting amidst these harmonious natural sounds was the safest.
This was why Fang Che had deliberately arranged it this way.
But now, Fang Che clearly sensed that the insect and cicada sounds were a bit off.
It seemed like there was no movement in the backyard on the left, meaning that all other directions were normal, except for that side... where all was silent?
Then, there was only one possibility.
Enemies had arrived! These timid autumn insects would only go silent when disturbed.
Fang Che quickly took out the Soul Devouring Incense, lit it, then blew out the lamp, got into bed, and threw his shoes on the ground with a 'puh' sound while pulling up the blanket, and a prepared doll lay down at the same time.
Fang Che entered the hidden compartment by the bed.
A hand silently placed the lit Soul Devouring Incense under the bed.
This time, both ends of the incense were lit, and its medicinal power instantly filled the room.
...
In the backyard, two people cautiously crouched on the wall, their eyes filled with caution as they looked at the silent house in the courtyard.
The two communicated through sound transmission.
"Last time, their assassination attempt failed because Fang Che's master was present. This time, he's definitely not around, right?"
"We've been observing for two days. There's only Fang Che and his maid coming in and out. No one else, so he's most likely not here."
They communicated further through sound transmission to confirm.
Both individuals were from the Huo Clan.
The Huo Clan never imagined that an assassination attempt on a mere first-year Martial Academy student would result in the involvement of three Martial Grandmasters!
A tragic death!
Huo Churuan had gone mad.
As long as Fang Che lived, there would be no peace. The Huo Clan had already received a warning from the White Cloud Academy, along with numerous apologies and a substantial payment. They also made assurances.
Thus, this second attempt was somewhat reluctant.
If they were discovered again, it wouldn't be something that could be resolved with mere compensation.
This time, success was mandatory, and failure was not an option. So, they deployed two Primordial Grandmasters.
With thunderous might.
Fang Che must die!
After two days of reconnaissance, they confirmed that only Fang Che and a young maid were present.
As the time for action approached, the two reconfirmed repeatedly.
"Together! Kill him and leave quickly!"
Then, they made their move.
Whoosh!
...
In the early hours of the morning.
Qian Sanjiang sent a message to Seal God Palace with a woeful expression.
"I report to the Grandmaster, the Huo Clan sent two Primordial Grandmasters again to assassinate the Night Demon. The Night Demon used poison to kill them and once again beheaded them... I still didn't get a chance to act."
This time, Seal God Palace replied, "Poison again?"
"Yes, poison."
"How many experts does the Huo Clan have?"
"Eight-Rank, five Primordial Grandmasters, twelve ordinary Martial Sages, and supposedly a General-Rank ancestor who has never appeared."
Seal God Palace considered this and responded, "The Huo Clan probably won't take further action. Next, it's likely to be the Three Saints Sect. Be cautious."
"Understood."
Seal God Palace put down the Communication Jade and said to Mu Lin Yuan, "The Three Saints Sect and Heaven Deity Sect will probably act soon. Night Demon's opportunity to establish merit is likely approaching."
Mu Lin Yuan said, "I hope Qian Sanjiang will be more careful and not make any mistakes."
"He shouldn't. Night Demon is only at the Post-Natal Grandmaster level. Even if those two sects intervene, they'll send at most General-Rank experts. If Qian Sanjiang, a Sovereign-Rank, still encounters problems while protecting him, then there's no need to say more. He might as well find a tofu block and smash his head into it."
"As the Grandmaster says."
"It seems we don't need to arrange anything for him. He's brought this upon himself, and it's enough for him to build his merit." Seal God Palace smiled enigmatically.
"Haha..."
Mu Lin Yuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Indeed, Mu Lin Yuan had no doubt that the Three Saints Sect and Heaven Deity Sect would deploy high-ranking members to kill Fang Che, given the current trend.
"This kid is truly capable of causing trouble. He's genuinely clueless about the word 'death'."
Mu Lin Yuan sighed.
Seal God Palace nodded in deep agreement, "Old Mu, have you noticed? This kid is genuinely ruthless. At least, even I, at this stage, couldn't be as vicious and cruel as him!"
Mu Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Grandmaster, you're absolutely right. If such a person were our enemy, I'd be unable to rest easy. Even if I had to personally intervene as a Sovereign-Rank and bully a weaker opponent, I'd want to eradicate him as soon as possible."
"It's terrifying. Fortunately, this kid isn't our enemy."
Mu Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "But from our perspective, it feels... truly badass."
Seal God Palace hummed, "You're just speaking up for him."
Then, with a thoughtful expression, he said, "However, this behavior isn't the style of the Guardians."
Mu Lin Yuan felt a sudden chill, "Grandmaster, do you suspect him..."
Seal God Palace smiled, "We can now confirm that Night Demon is someone we cultivated, but even after entering the Martial Academy, we must prevent him from being turned against us. Although the possibility of him being turned is small due to the Five Essence Toad in his body, we must still consider it."
He patted Mu Lin Yuan's shoulder and said, "But I'm just being cautious; I don't truly suspect him. If I did, how could this kid still be alive?"
Mu Lin Yuan nodded in relief, feeling that it made sense.
Given the Grandmaster's temper, even a hint of suspicion could lead to death.
It was probably just a consideration of the possibilities.
...
The next day.
Liu Jiaoshi was teaching Class Eleven when he heard a knock on the door, and his heart sank.
The door opened, and there stood Fang Che, just like before, holding a bundle.
Blood dripped from the bundle, forming a pool on the ground, emitting a pungent stench.
"I..."
Liu Jiaoshi's head began to throb instinctively.
He turned to look at Huo Churuan, and the entire class followed suit, their eyes fixed on Huo Churuan.
Huo Churuan's face turned ashen, his lips trembling.
He stood up unconsciously, his eyes locked on Fang Che, and in a hoarse voice, he asked, "Is... is your master still here?"
...
(End of Chapter)
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