Lord of the night.

Chapter 1402 Yan Beihan Breaks Through, One Man Attains Enlightenment, Even His Chickens and Dogs Rise to Heaven! [Two-in-One]

The entire Dragon God Island was filled with the scent of incense and the smoke rising into the sky.

Countless martial artists and countless ordinary people knelt down in worship.

"Lord Dragon God! Lord Dragon God!"

The Palace Master of the Golden Dragon Palace was flushed and his eyes were brimming with tears.

The light emanating from the golden dragon statue grew ever brighter.

Finally, it transformed into a sky full of white light, which suddenly spread out.

An infinitely beautiful figure appeared faintly in the white light.

His whole body radiated holy light.

I couldn't see her face or her complete figure clearly; all I could feel was her beauty and grace.

The figure hovered in the air, seemingly looking around, motionless for a long time. A wave of nostalgic melancholy washed over everyone, affecting them all and filling them with a profound sense of loss.

After a long while, the figure slowly turned around and gently pointed with a finger.

Place the dot on the golden dragon statue.

In an instant, the dragon's might shook the heavens and earth, spreading out like ripples across the entire sky.

On the top of the golden dragon statue's head, there was a mark radiating holy light.

"As time goes by, the starry sky becomes a dead end; a touch of dragon's might leads me back home."

The holy light in the sky slowly dissipated.

The golden dragon statue has also been restored to its original state.

But everyone knows things are different now.

Because the holy light shining on the forehead of the golden dragon statue is like a lighthouse in the starry sky, quietly guiding the dragon god who is nowhere to be found.

"Lord Dragon God!"

"The King Returns!"

A deafening roar of cheers erupted.

Meanwhile, the Golden Dragon Palace Master and others have begun convening a meeting of high-level officials.

"The Dragon God is about to return. What should our Golden Dragon Palace do?"

this is a big problem!

Everyone is pondering this question: What is the Dragon God here to do? Why has he returned?

How should we, the Golden Dragon Temple, position ourselves? Are we worshippers of the Dragon God? Successors of his teachings? Members of a religious sect?

Will the power structure of the Golden Dragon Palace change after the Dragon God returns?
What will you face as a high-ranking member of the Golden Dragon Palace?
As long-time beneficiaries and de facto rulers, they also need to consider their own position.

Does the Dragon God approve of them? What if the Dragon God doesn't approve? How can they make the Dragon God approve of the Golden Dragon Palace at first sight?

Although this is the legacy of the Dragon God, this issue still needs to be considered. After all, none of them have truly seen the Dragon God, and none of them are direct descendants of the Dragon God.

Therefore, figuring out how to please the Dragon God was a huge problem. No one knew the answer to this.

Almost at the same time.

She Lingxiao of the Spirit Serpent Sect was also worshipping the Serpent God. The stone they were offering sacrifices to was the Serpent God Stone that had fallen from the sky.

"Great!"

"If the Serpent God returns, wouldn't our righteous sect be able to wipe us out with a flick of its wrist?! How can a sect possibly stand against a god?!"

"The day when the Spirit Serpent Sect will dominate the martial arts world is fast approaching!"

……

In the distant starry sky, the Serpent God, who had already sent back a divine decree and was about to return, had not actually set off yet.

Although I received a divine decree, I still need to recover from my injuries. If I go back in this battered and bruised state, am I going to show off or be surrounded by onlookers as a beggar?
So, although Brother Tianwu has urged me twice, I need to recover some of my strength before I can go back.

It will take time no matter what.

I don't need much holy light here, just at least ten more times, okay? My injuries are just too severe. Anyway, I've already told my elder brother that I've confirmed with the cult on Flying Bear's home planet that I'm going back.

I have already released the message.

So don't rush, brother. Wait a little longer...

As for the Dragon God whom the people of the Golden Dragon Palace were burning incense in worship and eagerly anticipating, she did not delay, but her strength was much weaker, and now she could only trek arduously through the starry sky.

Because the eldest brother, Bear God, threw her out all at once, without bringing anything she had prepared.

Therefore, the journey of the Dragon God has been very difficult, even more difficult.

It took a lot of energy to make contact with the home planet, but there is still an insurmountable distance.

At the current speed, and with constant and full-force sensing, it definitely won't arrive in a short time!
"That blind bear!"

The Dragon God was furious.

The bear's status among the dragon gods fluctuated greatly. He was once the godfather, but later this bear, who was completely unreliable, simply became the boss, and then became 'Bear'. Now, he has been demoted to 'Blind Bear' or 'this blind bear'.

Who knows what changes the future holds?

"They didn't even let me bring any of my stuff! You're such a fool!"

Princess Jinlong was filled with resentment.

She knew herself that if they wouldn't let her bring him, there must be a reason. Although Xiong Shen was unreliable, he wasn't really someone who would risk his life.

After all, what he brought with him was far beyond the scope of this world.

But I just can't hold my breath!

You could at least have told me the truth.

But the Dragon God himself knew that if he were to state it explicitly, although he would readily agree, he would definitely also secretly slip in his own agenda...

But I'm so angry...

……

In that mysterious valley in the southeast.

Fang Che breathed a long sigh of relief within Fang Yunzheng's domain. His father's swordsmanship had finally reached the entry level!
In Fang Che's mind, this sword strike was even more difficult than the Void Sword!
Moreover, it can only be a sword.

You can't use a knife or anything else; that's swordsmanship!
Only the sword can unleash its power.

Fang Che pondered: This seems to be the true, top-level swordsmanship belonging to a pure swordsman.

The reason why it took me so long to get the hang of it is probably because I've learned too many different things. In a way, I'm not really a pure swordsman!
A true swordsman, his life revolves solely around the sword!
They disdain all other weapons!
Fang Che was extremely curious about what kind of person was the one who taught his father swordsmanship, or rather, the god.

Such swordsmanship, after gaining advantages from all sides, can deliver a single, fierce strike to the ends of the earth!

He's definitely an oddball.

Fang Yunzheng was very satisfied, so he only beat his son fifty times today.

So they let him go out to play chess.

"Lord Yan, I'll give you a four-point handicap today!"

Fang Che's chess skills have improved terrifyingly. What used to be an unparalleled feat for him is now met with utter defeat. Even a three-stone handicap isn't enough to win!

Yan Beihan was already so angry that he was seeing stars.

Especially since you have to enter a condition each time.

For Yan Beihan, he was originally the master, but now he was being so thoroughly crushed by his disciple, and the gap was only widening... How could he possibly swallow this insult?

Therefore, upon hearing Fang Che say he would give up four pieces, Yan Beihan's eyes blazed with fighting spirit: "Good!"

Then, with great care and concentration, he condensed a large block of ice and placed it beside him, ready to snap out of his daze at any moment, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"How about a bigger bet today?" Fang Che asked provocatively.

Yan Beihan swallowed hard and took a deep breath: "What if you lose?"

"Whatever you say, we'll do it!"

"...I accepted!"

Then, half an hour later.

Yan Beihan's face was ashen.

He stamped his foot and left.

"From now on, I will never play chess with you again!"

Then he went straight to the main room to cry and complain to Fang Qianyi.

"He's going to cheat again."

Fang Che sighed and began to tidy up the chess pieces.

Every time Yan Beihan tried to act spoiled, she would go to Fang Qianyi and cry, and then Fang Che would get scolded. Fang Che realized: Yan Beihan was using him as a tool to win over her mother-in-law.

Each time she cried and complained, the bond between her and her mother-in-law grew stronger.

However, Fang Che would get a good scolding from Fang Qianyi in return.

Fang Che also noticed this, but of course he pretended not to know. Everyone was well aware of it, allowing their feelings and bonds to continue to grow.

Yan Beihan uses a series of tricks, including crying, pleading, and acting cute.

Bi Yunyan, on the other hand, focused on using her charm and coquettishness.

The two women used different strategies, but the results were equally good. Now, they've reached the point where they spend all their free time chatting with their mother-in-law about everything.

Fang Yunzheng also grew increasingly fond of the two exceptionally intelligent girls.

However, he greatly admired Yan Beihan's behavior of remaining at the peak of the ninth rank of Saint Venerable and not breaking through.

When they saw Yan Beihan using his peak ninth-grade Saint Venerable cultivation to review basic martial arts techniques and refine them step by step, they were full of praise!

"This is about retracing the path we came from before, before reaching a higher realm!"

"This girl has great ambitions for her future in martial arts."

Fang Yun said this, and further instructed his son: "When you reach the peak of the ninth rank of Saint Venerable in the future, remember to use this time to settle down! The longer you settle down, the better!"

"Yes," Fang Che agreed.

"Retracing the steps we came from... this move is absolutely brilliant. The insights gained at this moment... are truly priceless!"

Fang Yun sighed and said, "It's like... when you already have children, and they've all grown up, you start to relive your childhood memories and the things you did. That feeling is bittersweet..."

With a heavy sigh, she said, "Truly worthy of being Yan Nan's granddaughter! Truly worthy of being my daughter-in-law! Truly worthy of being..."

As he was talking, he suddenly froze.

Then, Fang Laoliu looked at his son with a dark red face and a fierce gaze.

Fang Che asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Fang Laoliu kicked his son to the ground: "I just realized that you've made me a generation younger for no reason! If that's the case, do I have to call Yan Nan 'uncle' from now on?!"

Fang Che stared in disbelief: What kind of thought process is this?

"Dad...it seems like you two can't sit together, can you?"

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

Fang Yun was jumping up and down cursing in his own domain, spitting all over Fang Che's face: "One day you and those two will have your wedding at the Weiwo Zhengjiao. How could I, Fang Xiao, not be there? Isn't the reason I've been slowly changing my appearance all for that day? On that day, I'll have to call Xiao Han's father 'brother'! I'll have to call Xiao Han's grandfather 'uncle'! And we'll even sit at the same table for a meal!"

"You actually said we can't sit together? Are you out of your mind?"

Fang Laoliu only just realized this problem. For a moment, he felt his hands and feet go numb. He had assassinated Yan Nan over sixty times!
I actually have to call him uncle!

Then we'll have to shamelessly fawn over him!
Where is Lao Liu's face?

Fang Che sighed helplessly and chuckled, "Dad, that's still a long way off... I don't know when it will be. Besides, you're so flexible and adaptable..."

Fang Laoliu angrily said, "Can I bend and stretch when it comes to Yan Nan's performance?"

Fang Che spread his hands and said, "Then what should we do? How about you stab my father-in-law with a sword at my wedding banquet? Or slap them twice?"

Fang Laoliu's arrogance vanished instantly, and he shook his head vigorously: "That won't do! I still need to live in this house!"

"Then tell me something?"

Fang Che rolled his eyes, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "But my uncle is also a generation younger, isn't he?"

"Hehe, you underestimate that old silver coin, Dongfang San San!"

Fang Laoliu rolled his eyes and sneered: "If you don't care about seniority with Yan Nan, then you're his own nephew; but if Yan Nan really knows the truth and insists on seniority, that old silver coin will turn his back on you and just say one sentence: What does Fang Laoliu's son have to do with me! He can then dismiss everyone else!"

"Yan Nan? You're really overthinking things, thinking Yan Nan can benefit from Dongfang San San."

Fang Laoliu almost rolled his eyes out: "Let me tell you, son, the only person in this world who can take advantage of Dongfang San San is his own father!"

Fang Che said earnestly, "And the people of the world."

Fang Laoliu exploded: "I just can't stand you two acting like saints! Acting like you're some kind of saint! Wouldn't it be better to be like me and get things done? Why do you have to be so ideologically enlightened?"

"..."

Fang Che didn't want to talk anymore.

Am I being a saint? Am I being a saint?
"I'm going out to kill people right now!" Fang Che said viciously.

"You can't stay here if you don't go out."

Fang Laoliu said gloatingly, "Your vacation is over, huh?"

"..."

Fang Che was utterly speechless.

I sensed the deep malice emanating from my father.

It's clear that Old Deng has long been dissatisfied with his comfortable life lately. After all, with two daughters-in-law at home, he needs to maintain a certain image at all times. He's not very free.

Therefore, the other party harbored deep resentment.

Fang Che could tell this from the fact that Lao Deng's punches and kicks were getting heavier and heavier every day.

Every day, a father's love is like a mountain collapsing, a tsunami crashing, the earth splitting and the sky falling.

Fang Che had had enough of staying here.

I originally thought that if I went home on vacation and had a good time, I would never reach the seventh rank of Saint Emperor, but I got beaten up by Old Deng and now I'm almost breaking through to the eighth rank!

There was no other way; Fang Che had to use the Boundless True Scripture to circulate his father's meridians every day. He had to pamper his father so much that he would come and beat him up.

After the beating, Fang Laoliu would use his own spiritual energy to smooth his son's meridians and heal his injuries—his cultivation was too high; Fang Che couldn't heal the injuries he inflicted himself, and his daughter-in-law wouldn't be able to say anything if she saw them. Therefore, Lao Deng could only beat his son himself every day, and then heal him until the injuries were no longer noticeable…

However, with the pure spiritual energy of a half-step cultivation level circulating in Fang Che's meridians every day, how could Fang Che not benefit from it?
So he benefited from being beaten and from healing; he won from both sides.

He would occasionally take a break and play chess with Yan Beihan to win some benefits... while outside, there was another benefit waiting for him, Feng Du.

And that didn't stop him from indulging in his romantic escapades.

It can be said that these three months were the happiest days of Fang Che's life.

They were so happy they forgot all about home.

As the holiday drew to a close, Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan's moods visibly declined day by day.

I've really developed feelings for my mother-in-law, Fang Qianyi, during this time.

Fang Qianyi is definitely not the kind of mother-in-law who will do whatever her daughter-in-law wants. She has her own way of educating her daughters-in-law. There are some houseworks that the two daughters don't know how to do, so she teaches them step by step, often with a mix of laughter and scolding.

Just like a normal mother and daughter.

This meant that the two women didn't experience any difficulty in 'integrating into a new family'.

"Minor Cold!"

Fang Qianyi exclaimed, "Look at the dumplings you made! Are they trying to take off? The filling is overflowing, and two of the corners are sticking up. Are you making dumplings or drawing dragons?"

Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan burst into laughter, unable to contain their joy.

"Yunyan! Look at the vegetables you picked! Silly girl, I asked you to pick chives, where did you get these garlic sprouts from?!"

"Hey, hey, don't move, don't move... My little darling... Yunyan, that's a chimney! Don't go in there! What are you so curious about, you little brat? It's a dark chimney..."

"What are you doing running to the chicken coop so early in the morning? Look at your little head, you smell like chicken poop all over you..."

Bi Yunyan stumbled from side to side as Fang Qianyi tapped her forehead with her finger, laughing heartily with a blissful expression.

Bi Yunyan truly found the feeling of a mother in Fang Qianyi. This feeling was much stronger and warmer than that of her own mother, who was a lady from a prominent family and the head of the household!
So in the last two days, Bi Yunyan started to act like a spoiled brat: I'm not leaving! I'd rather die than leave!
Tears streamed down their faces every day. In the last two days, the two women simply abandoned Fang Che, sent Fang Yunzheng to the study, and went to sleep with Fang Qianyi.

Fang Qianyi was also reluctant to let her two darlings go, but she knew that her children would have their own world outside, and it wouldn't be right for them not to go. So she suppressed her sorrow and tried to persuade them to leave every day.

The last day.

Yan Beihan sat on the mountaintop, his face serene.

There were faint tear stains at the corners of her eyes.

I've walked the same path I came by several times already.

At this moment, she is silently thinking about the time she spent with her mother-in-law at the Fang family home.

Every blade of grass and every tree here.

I arrived with trepidation more than two months ago, and now I'm filled with sorrow and reluctance to leave, tears welling up again.

Let out a sigh.

Life is beautiful, we must cherish it! Protect it!

Yan Beihan thought of her grandfather, father, husband, and in-laws...

Those eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers seem to have transformed into a scroll painting, entering my mind. Now, some people are already migrating towards that direction.

After all, that vast, uninhabited land is rich in resources and has large tracts of farmland, enough to support people.

During this period, spontaneous migration began on the mainland, a phenomenon known as "bringing families to the south."

The legend of the goddess creating the heavens has been widely circulated in mainland China.

Most remarkably, a towering peak, the Goddess Peak, appears in the southeast, overlooking the region. It seems to radiate great compassion and a grand vision…

The Goddess Peak consists of three peaks. The top peak depicts a seated goddess, the lower left peak shows a standing goddess, and the lower right peak shows a half-seated goddess with her head turned towards the highest peak, seemingly saying something.

Their faces are not clear up close, but from a distance they look very much like Yan Beihan, Feng Xue, and Bi Yunyan.

With the completion of Goddess Peak, it was reinforced by the holy power of countless holy kings and masters of our righteous sect, and from then on, it will forever resound in the due south!
It is conceivable that in the future it will surely become a blessed holy land with flourishing incense offerings!

This was done by people from Yannan.

How could Yan Nan, the leader of the righteous sect, not know how to take advantage of the great merit his granddaughter had performed? Therefore, even if it took countless efforts, he would make sure that the title of "Goddess Opening the Heavens" was firmly established and that the merit was tightly held in his granddaughter's hands!
This is an essential quality for anyone in a position of power!

The Feng and Bi families also benefited from this and were extremely grateful to Yan Nan for it.

As for Bing Tianxue, she refused and thus transformed into one of the foremost of the countless guardian peaks behind Goddess Peak.

As Yan Beihan comprehended the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it formed a super vortex above the valley, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, gathering from all directions and rushing down like a tsunami.

The surrounding weeds and trees grew rapidly in a short time.

The spiritual energy permeated every corner of the secret realm. A geomantically auspicious place was formed almost instantly.

Meanwhile, the spiritual energy continued to surge down.

He rushed into Yan Beihan's beautiful body.

The spiritual energy flowing through his meridians almost made a whooshing sound. Yan Beihan sat there oblivious, yet his entire body gradually emitted a holy light!
It's getting richer and richer.

It illuminated the entire secret realm.

Gradually, it became like a small sun.

It was as if a goddess had truly descended to earth.

Fang Qianyi watched from afar, feeling the spiritual energy so dense it was almost tangible, nearly suffocating her, yet her body felt inexplicably comfortable. Her hair flew wildly as she asked worriedly, "Xiao Han, what's wrong? What's going on?"

"She's making a breakthrough."

Fang Yunzheng stared intently at that direction, his heart filled with endless感慨 (gǎnkǎi - mixed feelings of emotion and reflection).

This daughter-in-law is truly remarkable.

The momentum of this breakthrough is simply astonishing. When I broke through to the Saint King level, the momentum was not even one-fifth of hers!

It is evident how astonishing Yan Beihan's future prospects in martial arts are.

"Breakthrough? A breakthrough can be like this..." Fang Qianyi was puzzled, but shocked.

"Well, I'll explain it to you slowly after the children leave," Fang Yunzheng said with a smile, patting his wife.

Fang Zhenghang and his wife, along with everyone else in the secret realm, felt completely comfortable. It was as if they had been cleansed and reborn, and their physical functions seemed to have returned to those of an eighteen-year-old in an instant.

The hardships of life over the years have swept away all the marks left on my body!

Bi Yunyan sat cross-legged a hundred feet away from Yan Beihan, enjoying the benefits of Yan Beihan's breakthrough while also focusing intently on protecting him.

Fang Che stood a hundred feet behind Yan Beihan.

At a time like this, not even a rabbit can get through!

There must be no disturbance.

Finally, a circle of holy light formed above Yan Beihan's head, just like the legendary Buddha descending, emitting countless rays of light.

Yan Beihan clearly felt that a barrier within his body was slowly opening, breaking, and collapsing.

As the portal opened, the spiritual energy in the sky surged in even more powerfully.

Fang Qianyi and the others could no longer bear it.

Fang Yunzheng flashed and led everyone into the inner courtyard, then quietly released a 70% spiritual energy barrier to block out 70% of the spiritual power brought by Yan Beihan's breakthrough.

It allows the people inside to still feel the spiritual energy, but without making them feel uncomfortable.

"It's done!"

Fang Yun was looking at the halo of holy light above Yan Beihan's head and silently exclaimed in his heart.

Very excited!

With such a wonderful daughter-in-law, why would the Fang family worry about their grandson?
"Now we'll see how many layers of holy circles Xiao Han can condense!"

Fang Yunzheng stared intently.

Generally, a Saintly Monarch who has condensed one circle has successfully broken through. Those who have condensed two circles belong to the ordinary genius category, three circles to the prodigy category, four circles to the peerless prodigy category, five circles to the pinnacle of the continent, and six circles to the legendary level.

Fang Yunzheng thought to himself: It is said that when Zheng Yuandong, the Grand Master of the Only Righteous Sect, broke through, he was accompanied by the Seven Saints' Halo!

However, no one had ever seen this; it was all just hearsay, and Fang Yunzheng didn't believe it at all.

Back then, I was a peerless genius, and even then, I only broke through to the fourth lap. Old Zheng shouldn't have reached seven laps, humph, six laps at most!
Spiritual energy surged, and the holy light halo slowly condensed; the second ring was complete!

The third lap, it has taken shape... Four laps! It has reached Fang Yun's prime age level!

Fang Yun took a deep breath, his eyes wide with anticipation: She truly is my daughter-in-law!

Hurry up and surpass me!
Look at this, there's hope! There's definitely hope!

(End of this chapter)