Lord of the night.

Chapter 1373 Fang Che's Homework! [Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions!]

Everyone dispersed.

The Wind Goddess stood motionless beneath the tree, her face swollen. Her eyes flickered; she was thinking, deep in thought.

She didn't care if she was beaten or humiliated.

She wouldn't care even if she were killed.

But she wants to go further down this path!
"I want no one in this world to be immune to killing! I want no god in this heaven to be immune to killing!"

"But no one has ever walked this path!"

Do I need a master?

"Where exactly does the path to the future lie?!"

"Where is the Way of Heaven?!"

"Whose hands should wield the sword in the sky?"

Yan Beihan's slaps and humiliation did not stir her emotions. However, the long speech that followed had a huge impact on Yu Fengshen.

On the high platform.

Dongfang San San seemed completely oblivious to what was happening here, but she didn't miss a single word from either Feng Yun or Yan Bei Han.

He believed that no one sitting in this area had been missed.

I heard everything clearly.

Xue Wu and Granny Huang's eyes brightened with admiration. Xue Wu remarked, "This girl is quite good."

Grandma Huang chimed in, "Indeed excellent. It's insightful and the methods are skillful."

Yan Nan's lips curled into a slight smile, her smugness almost impossible to conceal: "Ha ha ha..."

But now, Dongfang San San has no way to dampen Yan Nan's smugness.

Because Yan Beihan handled this matter so well.

"This girl is truly intelligent and insightful, and farsighted! Her skillful use of tactics, language, status, and power is masterful."

Dongfang San San pondered, going over Yan Bei Han's words in her mind again, and sighed softly.

Among the women on the Guardian's side, there is truly no one who can compare to Yan Beihan right now.

"This was all discussed with Feng Yun."

Yan Nan tried her best to keep a straight face and said modestly, "You should be able to tell that there are some things that Feng Yun shouldn't say, so the two of them discussed and came up with this scheme against Yu Fengshen."

"Without affection in the heart, there is no love in the eyes; without wisdom in the heart, there is no speech; without ambition in the heart, it is difficult to reach great heights; without lofty aspirations, it is difficult to achieve anything!"

Dongfang San San smiled faintly and shook her head: "I know you're pleased with yourself, so laugh it off. Stop pretending to be modest."

Yan Nan laughed heartily: "Meeting you today has made me feel especially happy."

"If you're happy, I'm not happy."

Dongfang San San sighed from the bottom of her heart.

He suddenly understood the pressure Xue Changqing was under: how could anyone possibly defeat Feng Yun and Yan Beihan when they joined forces?

"Whose knife is this? Who are you planning to give it to?"

Dongfang Sansan frowned and asked.

"It depends on fate. It wasn't certain at the beginning."

Yan Nan readily agreed and immediately asked, "Dongfang, do you think it's okay for the girl to put away her sword?"

"I'll break this knife sooner or later."

Dongfang Sansan frowned and said, "Girl, put away your knife. It's too dangerous. It will implicate her."

Yan Nan sighed, his gaze fixed, and he said in a deep voice, "Dongfang, you might as well take a look at this knife before deciding whether to break it or not."

"Hmm?" Dongfang Sansan frowned.

"Sometimes you need madness to deal with madness."

Yan Nan had no choice, because he knew that if Dongfang San San said it would be broken, then it would definitely be broken!
Even if you protect yourself, it's useless.

However, the Wind God's Blade is very important to the True Self Sect!

Dongfang San San pondered for a long time, then shook his head: "I know what you're going to do, but this knife needs too much blood to nourish it."

"I am controlled within the sect."

Yan Nan took another step back.

"Is it really that important?" Dongfang San San was surprised.

"Very important!"

Yan Nan nodded: "Sometimes, you need the severing intent that the Heart-Severing Blade carries. You should know that although our blade can sever life, it may not even harm certain beings."

He was truly at his wit's end, and this was the first time he had spoken so bluntly.

He was worried that on the way back from the end of the Cloud Weapon Ranking, the Wind God would be killed by Dongfang San San's men.

This is highly likely.

Dongfang San San hesitated for a moment, then whispered back, "In that case, I'll consider it."

His gaze drifted leisurely, looking at the clouds, and above the clouds.

"Didn't you want to save the world?" Yan Nan transmitted his voice again.

Dongfang San San remained silent.

Yan Nan also fell silent.

Over at Xue Changqing's place.

He immediately made the decision.

"Yan Beihan and Feng Yun's idea is good. When facing the Wind God, don't care about saving face. If you feel you are no match, just endure the first move and admit defeat!"

Xue Changqing immediately said, "Survival is the most important thing!"

Everyone remained silent. Clearly, they were dissatisfied.

This is why Fang Che was unwilling to take the lead, because it would affect everyone's reputation.

Fang Che could unconditionally command the Life and Death Squad, but he could not do the same for Yu Yangfengtian and other Feng Yuxue and geniuses from various families.

But Xue Changqing can.

"I'll take the blame for the embarrassing things!"

Xue Changqing frowned and said, "Don't worry about losing face in front of the heroes of the world. I'll take care of this."

"I give the order!"

"Did you hear everything?"

Xue Changqing stared at everyone with wide eyes.

Give me a clear answer!

"All right……"

"I don't want the word 'okay'! I want the word 'obey'!"

"Follow the order!"

With everyone agreeing, Xue Changqing relaxed his expression and said, "We only have face if we're alive! What's wrong with losing face a little? Wouldn't it be a loss of face if we all died here?"

Everyone nodded.

"Also, the battles of the past few days, especially last night's battle, the battles between Yu Fengshen, Feng Yun, Yan Beihan and others, the battles of those who were originally knocked off the list... their individual battles..."

When Xue Changqing finished speaking, everyone looked pale and looked up at him with pleading eyes.

Please stop talking.

However, Xue Changqing still expertly instructed, "Everyone should reflect on their experiences and then write down their insights in a targeted manner. They should be insightful, thoughtful, and clearly demonstrate each person's strengths and weaknesses... and inspire you... After you've finished, submit them to me. Each person should write at least 20,000 words. If that's not enough, or if you're not serious, you'll have to make up for it with 100,000 words!"

"Ah..."

Everyone clutched their heads and rolled on the ground, writhing in agony. For a moment, they wished they could be immediately listed on the leaderboard and killed by the Wind God.

Mo Ganyun scratched his head and said, "Master Qing, then I..."

"You don't need to write!"

Xue Changqing said, "Everyone else has to write!"

The women, including Xue Piaopiao, all had distorted expressions on their faces.

"Mr. Fang!"

Xue Changqing turned to look at Fang Che seriously.

Fang Che: "I want to write too?"

"You don't need to write it; it won't do you any good."

Xue Changqing's words drew envious and jealous looks from everyone towards Fang Che: Why?! Why doesn't President Fang have to write?!
"it is good!"

Fang Che laughed heartily, feeling a sense of relief.

Xue Changqing is quite sensible.

But Fang Che immediately changed his mind.

Because Xue Changqing sincerely said, "President Fang, although you don't need to write about the battles, you should also write about the situation on both sides, the overall situation, the gaps, strengths and weaknesses of each person on the list compared to their counterparts in the Sovereign Sect, and the directions for improvement and effort. We have a total of 201 people on the list. Please compare these 201 people with the 220 peak members of the Sovereign Sect. Also, please compare the noteworthy geniuses from the Spirit Serpent Heavenly Palace, Golden Dragon Divine Weasel, and other groups. In particular, you should pay attention to cross-comparisons, because the opponents in the future will not be fixed..."

As Xue Changqing spoke, Fang Che's mouth slowly opened wider, until finally, his face was filled with grief and despair, as if he had lost his parents.

His face went from radiant to completely distorted, the process clearly visible.

Even the light in his eyes had faded.

"...Especially the women, compared to the opposing female experts, this is even more...And there's also the cooperation between Feng Yun and Yan Beihan on the Weiwo Zhengjiao side, Yan Beihan's cooperation with the other women, and the consequences of Yu Fengshen's conversation with Yan Beihan this time. In what aspects is the cooperation between our female experts and their opponents, and how do we need to work harder..."

"...Then write it down from your perspective and your understanding, and hand it to me."

Xue Changqing spoke fluently for a full quarter of an hour before finally finishing. He patted Fang Che on the shoulder and said, "President Fang, thank you for your hard work!"

Everyone tried their best to hold back their laughter.

He looked at Fang Che, who seemed utterly hopeless, with a mixture of pity and schadenfreude.

Suddenly I felt very happy.

Fang Che fell to the ground like a wooden stake: "...Let me die."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Xue Yizun chuckled, then coughed, "President Fang, is this your first time doing homework? It's alright, you'll get used to it. Changqing is like that... and very useful. Really, you'll understand after doing it once..."

Fang Che simply covered his face, groaning in a pitiful voice, "I really don't want to live anymore... I came here to fight, I bastard... Xue Changqing, why don't you go to the martial arts academy and become a teacher?"

Xue Changqing, feeling a bit embarrassed, coughed awkwardly and said, "President Fang, don't rush these tasks. I have to do them myself. When I'm done, I'll hand them over to you, and you'll hand them over to me. We can check each other's work..."

Fang Che was about to cry: "Can't we just not do it?"

"Mr. Fang!"

Xue Changqing said solemnly, "This really involves the lives of our brothers. Alas, he... he's always been so perfunctory. It's all my fault for not urging him properly... I still regret it now. After all, a bad pen is worse than a good memory."

"After all, if you think about it carefully and then put it into writing, it will leave an indelible impression in your mind... This is very important for the future."

"I may not be as good as Feng Yun, but I want to force each and every one of you to become like Xue Changqing!"

Everyone wailed in unison, "Master Qing! One Xue Changqing is enough..."

"Not enough! Far from enough!"

Xue Changqing said earnestly to Fang Che, "President Fang, don't blame me for kidnapping you. If we don't do our work carefully today, it will lead to our brothers being like the rest of the world... sigh, so we must do our work carefully, carefully and even more carefully."

"...You're still kidnapping me..."

Fang Che's head was spinning.

He truly hadn't expected that he wouldn't escape this fate of having to do homework either.

(End of this chapter)