Lord of the night.

Chapter 1403 Unprecedented, Nine Saintly Halos [Two-in-One]

The spiritual energy poured down frantically, making it seem as if a huge hole had been torn in the sky.

The holy light grew even stronger.

Immediately, five concentric circles appeared!
Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, a happy smile spreading across his face: Peak level confirmed, really great!
But then he held his breath... and it still wasn't over!

Not over yet?
Then, dumbfounded, they watched as the Holy Circle expanded again... and six circles appeared!
"Holy crap!!"

Fang Yun let out a long breath, thinking to himself that he needed to report this to his elder brother. Six laps, legendary level! This is my daughter-in-law!
I absolutely have to show off in front of Dongfang San San.

If I don't act tough, I'll die with regrets!

However... after the six circles were completed, the halo actually reappeared, and the spiritual energy surging in frantically did not decrease at all, but instead became even more violent!
The seven sacred circles are already quite large!

Under Fang Yunzheng's astonished and incredulous gaze, the legend of the mainland was established!
As the intense spiritual energy surged in, Bi Yunyan, who was closest to Yan Beihan, was swept away by it. Her aura rose uncontrollably, breaking through the eighth rank of Saint Venerable.

She was already at the peak of the seventh rank of Saint Venerable, and this time she was actually carried along and leveled up.

Fang Che, whose Saint Emperor cultivation had been suppressed by Fang Yunzheng's reminder, was now sitting behind his wife and was being carried along by the fierce momentum, and was about to break through to the eighth rank of Saint Emperor!
Putting everything else aside, Fang Qianyi's cultivation level was already two levels higher than before, even with Fang Yunzheng's spiritual energy barrier reducing the impact of spiritual energy. She was still advancing rapidly and was about to become a Martial Emperor!
"No wonder some people say that when a sage king breaks through, it's because one person attains enlightenment and all his relatives and friends benefit! It's true."

Fang Yun was deep in thought when he sighed.

But he also knew, of course, that not all holy rulers were like this; someone like Yan Beihan was probably one in ten thousand years!
The Fang family really benefited from this!

Then Fang Laoliu quietly made his "Old Six Action": he released his cultivation level and, with the spiritual energy of his daughter-in-law, reached the sixth rank of Saint.

Yes, I also made a breakthrough thanks to my daughter-in-law.

You have a temper?

With two more ranks improved, I can exert more effort in the future. Moreover, as Yan Beihan completes his breakthrough, I should also rise to the seventh or eighth rank of Saint.

After all, if our sixth brother could give birth to such a peerless genius as Fang Che, his own aptitude couldn't be too bad, right?
But as Yan Beihan completed seven laps and didn't stop, he bravely advanced towards the eighth lap, leaving Fang Yunzheng completely shocked!
"That can't be!?"

He gaped: "It's a woman!"

But, to his astonishment, he discovered that eight laps were actually faster than seven laps!
After it suddenly formed, the spiritual energy entering from the sky finally stopped intensifying. However, it continued to pour in at a steady pace!

The howling continued!

The outline of the ninth circle took shape as Fang Laoliu stood there dumbfounded, and then slowly began to become more and more intricate.

It's taking shape, radiating holy light, and still gathering...

Finally, after reaching its peak concentration, just as it was about to begin its tenth lap of the outline... it stopped!

"Crack!"

Fang Laoliu straightened his dislocated jaw.

I still feel unsteady, as if I'm dreaming.

Nine laps!

Unprecedented! Nine Sacred Haloes!
Moreover, it completes in nine full circles.

I must be dreaming!
The spiritual energy lingered in the space, slowly seeping into the earth, but the entire space was already different.

Fang Zhenghang trudged out of his room with difficulty: "Brother-in-law, the grass in the bedroom is so thick it's pushing the bed up..."

Everyone's facial muscles twitched: "???"

"The yard has turned into a forest..."

Fang Zhenghang asked in bewilderment, "Did decades pass in a single day? Did we also experience the 'rotten axe handle' phenomenon while watching the chess game?"

Everyone was speechless.

That's absolutely true, especially considering the purple bamboo grove outside our residence, which has now become a sea of ​​purple bamboo... and the bamboo shoots are still sprouting out rapidly, constantly growing...

After Yan Beihan completed his breakthrough, he found himself in a dense forest.

The thatch growing from the cracks in the rocks was about one and a half meters tall! It was thick and strong, and the sharp serrations on the edges of the thatch leaves even gleamed coldly; these thatch leaves could be used as knives.

"scare!"

Yan Beihan was startled and floated up, feeling as if her whole body was light and weightless.

I can stay in the air as long as I want, and I even have a feeling that if a cloud drifts by, I could even lie on it and sleep!

"Fang Che!"

Yan Beihan shouted smugly, "Let's spar!"

"??"

Fang Che turned his backside and disappeared without a trace.

Discuss?

Ha ha……

You can wait and see. I'm not stupid. Your cultivation has undergone a qualitative change. Your combat power has increased many times over compared to when you were a ninth-grade Saint Venerable. It would be a waste for me to spar with you!

Bi Yunyan stood up proudly: "I! I've reached the peak of the eighth rank of Saint Venerable!"

"Amazing!"

Fang Yun said with a stern face, "Hurry up and start cleaning! Look at this house, you turned it into a forest after your breakthrough. My blankets are all covered in flowers!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan stuck out their tongues, chuckled twice, and quickly got back to work.

Of course, Fang Che's family wouldn't let the two new brides do the work themselves, so they all came to help, and the whole family worked together.

However, Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan believed that "our cultivation is the highest," so they rushed to take on most of the responsibility.

With a wave of his hand, all the weeds in the yard were swept clean; with another wave, they were tossed into the valley.

Then tidy it up to its original state.

Where he didn't want grass to grow, Yan Beihan simply used his holy power to reinforce the ground.

The two women worked with increasing enthusiasm and simply cleared out the entire secret mountain forest!
They even pruned all the big trees, leaving only bare trunks and crowns, and cleared away all the miscellaneous branches.

A network of roads has been cleared through each grove of trees.

Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan designed the project with great care and enthusiasm, based on their future plans such as "I will take a walk here, drink tea here, watch the rain here, and appreciate the snow here."

Be patient enough, and be as meticulous as when embroidering.

It has to be said that even the Yan Family Manor of the Righteous Sect doesn't look as well-organized as this place now!

Fang Qianyi and Fang Zhenghang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Fang Zhenghang muttered to himself, "If it were back in the days when our ancestors farmed... with these two wives in the family, we wouldn't even need to raise cattle for ten acres, let alone a hundred acres..."

"puff!"

Fang Che burst out laughing.

Fang Qianyi was extremely dissatisfied with what her elder brother had said: "What are you saying! This is my daughter-in-law! ...We still need to raise the cows!"

Madam Fang pulled Fang Che aside and asked, "Che'er, has your cousin found someone yet? We don't need to ask for anything too good. I'd be happy if your cousin found someone ordinary."

Mrs. Fang had long been extremely envious of her nephew bringing his wife home.

"Don't worry about that, cousin."

"Did you look for one?" Auntie asked expectantly.

"Yes, I've looked, but I haven't decided yet. The girl comes from an extremely wealthy family, is extremely beautiful, and has an exceptionally gentle personality."

Fang Che was aware of this.

Ye Meng had already clearly conveyed a lot of information about Fang Qingyun, and Fang Qingyun's personality was extremely popular in the Guardian Headquarters.

Ninth Master clearly values ​​Fang Qingyun highly and intends to cultivate him.

Many of the female butlers, in particular, have already gone so far as to want to throw themselves into his arms.

However, Fang Qingyun dared not, and Dongfang San San also seemed somewhat unwilling.

Because... a girl from the Dongfang family has taken a liking to Fang Qingyun, so Dongfang San San thought it best to keep the good stuff within the family...

It must be said that even someone like Dongfang San San is not immune to the common practice when it comes to marriage arrangements for their offspring.

According to Ye Meng's intelligence, Fang Qingyun and that Eastern girl are currently very much in love, but there is a significant gap in their cultivation levels: the girl is a super genius who is qualified to enter the Three Realms and is ranked among the top.

Despite having his cultivation level forcibly increased and his physical constitution honed repeatedly over such a long period, Fang Qingyun has only reached the peak of the Emperor level.

That girl is now at the high-level Saint Venerable realm...

Therefore, Fang Qingyun is now cultivating with extreme dedication.

"real!?"

Auntie was so happy she couldn't stop smiling: "Che'er, you're not lying to me."

"Hey, is your nephew that kind of person? Let me tell you, just wait and see if he brings you home. He's in headquarters now, his position is much easier than mine, and headquarters is naturally several levels higher, you know. Right now, our positions are like... me being an imperial envoy on an inspection tour, while my cousin is a secretary to the emperor. Do you understand?"

Fang Che racked his brains and explained it in a way that his aunt could understand.

"I understand, I understand."

My aunt's face lit up with joy: "Then I'm relieved."

"Get well soon and prepare a gift for our first meeting. We'll wait for my cousin to bring his wife back."

"Uh-huh."

Mrs. Fang was satisfied.

That evening, Fang Qianyi planned to throw a grand banquet.

After all, my son and daughter-in-law are going to work tomorrow.

Yan Beihan finally mustered the courage to ask, "Mother, I brought some dishes from home with me. Would you like me to add a few more dishes for you?"

"Why not!"

Fang Qianyi was quite pleased and glared at me, saying, "You little brat, you have food but you don't bring it out. You watch me work so hard every day, you really deserve a beating! Do you treat your own mother like an outsider? Is that even acceptable? You should be asking that!"

"I was wrong, Mother..." Yan Beihan playfully stuck out her tongue to show her fear: "I'll get it right away."

"Hurry up! This will save me the trouble."

So Yan Beihan added thirty-six dishes at once.

They also contributed ten vats of fine wine.

Moreover, she secretly left her father-in-law, Fang Yunzheng, a space ring containing two thousand jars of wine!
Each jar contains 200 jin (100 kg)!

All of them are top-quality spirit wines!

Fang Laoliu was overjoyed, even his beard seemed to radiate happiness. He repeatedly exclaimed that his daughter-in-law was far superior to his son, far more filial. His son would only give him two or three jars at a time, compared to his daughter-in-law, the difference was too great. Giving birth to a son was worse than giving birth to a pig...

Fang Qianyi was heartbroken. Because...

There were less than ten people eating, so much food was such a waste... and every single dish was so delicious...

Fang Zhenghang, his wife, and his sister ate until their bellies were round.

Fang Yun was ravenously devouring food!
Fang Laoliu found it particularly strange that he ate the dishes made by Kuangrenji: "He even cooks for me!"
Moreover, Fang Che, that wretched little rascal, was about to leave, and he was about to regain his absolute freedom, so he ate even more happily.

He almost built half of it by himself.

This made Fang Qianyi wonder if her husband had never had a full meal since he came to their home.
I've never shown this much appetite before.

That evening, they had a hearty meal and plenty of drinks.

Fang Che and the other two knew that going out meant parting ways. Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan were going to return to the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect and restart the plan to destroy the split secluded mountain sect.

Fang Che was to conduct another life-or-death inspection.

They are basically separated by vast distances.

The three of them entwined passionately for a whole night.

Fang Che spent the first half of the night in Bi Yunyan's room, and didn't let Yan Beihan go to sleep until the early hours of the morning.

The next morning, for the first time, she felt a urge to support her lower back. It wasn't until noon that the two exhausted princesses, with boundless willpower and unparalleled skill, managed to get up and say goodbye to Fang Qianyi.

The three women, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, embraced and wept bitterly.

Fang Yunzheng and his son Fang Che watched from the side, their brows furrowed.

Men's thought processes are a bit different. In a man's view: if you leave home to go out and explore the world, you can come back whenever you want. Why cry?

But the three women in front of me were genuinely crying, and they couldn't stop.

After a long while, he finally left in tears.

Fang Qianyi escorted them all the way to the exit, but after Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan left the formation, even though they knew they could no longer see inside, the two of them still hugged each other and cried for a long time.

And her eyes were swollen from crying.

Fang Che waited idly on the side, his eyes darting around to see the scenery, making a wary expression to show that 'I'm not impatient'.

After a long while, Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan finally stood up, looking wistfully at the gate.

Both women had an urge to go back in immediately and never come out again.

After looking at them for a long time with lingering reluctance, Yan Beihan, with swollen eyes, asked, "When will we come back to see our parents again?"

Fang Che was speechless: "We've only just come out, okay..."

"I do not care!"

Yan Beihan asked, "When did you say?"

Bi Yunyan was also eyeing the question intently: "When exactly!"

Fang Che wisely backed down: "You two can come back anytime you want! I promise!"

That's more or less.

The two women were somewhat satisfied.

But the sorrow of parting still lingers in my heart.

Looking at the valley, I was still reluctant to leave.

Only after Fang Che's repeated persuasion did she finally leave, but she kept turning back, her ears still faintly hearing Fang Qianyi's calls: "Xiao Han, Yunyan, hey, hey, don't move here!"

"Xiaohan, your dumplings are about to fly away!"

"You two girls, come and eat! Hurry up, it's getting cold."

"Oh my little darling! Yunyan, why are you chasing that big tabby cat? Look at the cat hair on your pants legs! Come here! I'm going to pluck it off for you!"

"Hey you two little devils, you've lit the kitchen fire!"

The more I think about Fang Qianyi's shouts, the more familiar they feel, like family.

Thinking of their extended family and the genuine warmth and life here, the two women became even more reluctant to leave. They walked for over a hundred miles, still looking back.

Tears are still flowing.

Fang Che felt sorry for his mother-in-law. She'd raised this girl for nothing; she'd worked so hard for over twenty years, and she was still no match for someone who'd only been with her for three months…

By the time the two had calmed down, it was already evening.

Fang Che realized he probably wouldn't have anything to eat for a long time, and a thought popped into his head. Since it was already late and traveling wasn't advisable, he suggested, "Let's dig a cave nearby and rest for the night..."

These words jolted the two women, who were still feeling sentimental, back to reality.

Her pretty face paled slightly. They exchanged a glance, and Bi Yunyan said seriously, "Elder sister, the plan to split up the secluded sect is urgent."

Yan Beihan said solemnly, "You're right, let's go quickly."

Bi Yunyan suddenly leaped up, leaving Fang Che standing there, and vanished without a trace with a whoosh.

She ran off without even saying goodbye to her husband!

Even Bi Yunyan, who aspired to be a good concubine, took the initiative to suggest running away, which shows how much public resentment President Fang had incurred.

Fang Che's eyes widened in disbelief: "..."

Is this gone?

What a treat! Those two pieces of beautiful meat...

As a result, it ran so fast...

"If I catch you next time, see how I deal with you!"

"How can they not be disciplined properly when they are so disobedient!"

After raging for a while, Boss Fang finally turned around and sent a message to Sun Wutian, looking rather dejected: "Grandmaster, where are you?"

"White Mist Island!"

Concise and concise.

Just three words.

"I'll be there right away!"

"Come if you want, don't come if you don't!"

The old devil cut off communications.

Fang Che gave a wry smile, touched his nose, and knew that he had been living too comfortably for the past three months and hadn't sent a single message to Sun Wutian. The old devil must be angry.

But no worries, I have the achievement of instantly appeasing the old devil! No problem!
So they traveled under the stars and moon towards White Mist Island.

That night, the cloud-based weapon ranking list did not appear.

Countless martial artists still looked up at the sky, feeling lost and dejected.

Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan escaped two thousand miles in one breath, and only when they stood on the mountaintop and looked back did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"That guy didn't chase after us."

Bi Yunyan patted her ample chest: "Xiao Han, you really got me..."

"Shut up, don't say anything more."

Yan Beihan sat down, then dispersed his cultivation, immediately feeling languid and unwilling to move. He said, "Concubine!"

"I'm here!"

"Go dig a hole, let's rest for a bit, take a nap and then go back."

Yan Beihan's eyes were barely open: "I'm so tired, my whole body feels like it's falling apart..."

"Order!"

Bi Yunyan agreed and then began looking for a place, saying, "Oh dear, it seems that breaking through to the Saintly Monarch level is useless. I still ended up like this..."

"Shut up!"

Yan Beihan blushed and angrily said, "If you had just been a little more assertive, I wouldn't be in this situation..."

"If you can't hold on, you can't hold on, what can you do? Hey, how's this side?"

Bi Yunyan quickly set up an array and dug a hole. The two of them couldn't wait to go inside, set up the facilities in their spatial rings, and immediately fell asleep.

We'll talk about everything after I wake up...

Fang Che traveled day and night and soon arrived at White Mist Continent.

The valley that Fang Laoliu chose was located in the southeast, which was extremely far from Baiwuzhou in the eyes of ordinary people, but for Fang, who was already at the eighth rank of Saint Emperor, this distance was nothing.

He didn't even breathe loudly.

However, Fang Che still took out the True Soul Yin Yang Root and ate a whole one on the way.

Of course, this has nothing to do with anything else, I'm just a little hungry...

"Wine is a poison that burns through the intestines, lust is a steel knife that scrapes the bones... A beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen is as soft as butter, with a sword at her waist to slay fools; in the open, no head falls, but in the shadows, she makes you dry up to your very marrow..."

As Fang Che chanted, breathing in the sea breeze and bathing in the starlight, he entered White Mist Island: "...But I'm happy to be a fool! Wonderful, wonderful beyond words."

After glancing at the ring, Fang Che realized there were still about twenty righteous soul yin-yang roots left over from his past misdeeds. He felt it would be best to stock up on more of these kinds of good things in the future.

The Yin-Yang Fruit that Xue Fuxiao gave as a wedding gift was indeed a good thing; if he only had one wife, that alone would be more than enough. Fang Che felt he could even manage without anything else.

It can last forever, no problem.

But now there are three.

And they're all stunning beauties you simply can't resist once you see them...

Fang Che felt that he still needed to improve.

If Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan, who are currently unconscious, could hear Fang Che's current thoughts, they would probably divorce him immediately.

Do they need to strengthen it further? Do they even want people to live?
Sun Wutian was dressed in a lavish, wealthy landlord's robe and sat in a grand chair.

Watching Feng Du give his lecture on the stage.

When Feng Du arrived here, he used Sun Dashanren's influence to open a chess club, and his first attempt at playing chess impressed everyone.

Within an afternoon, all the top chess players in Baiwuzhou resigned in the middle game under Feng Du's nonchalant demeanor. Not a single one of them could persist until the endgame!
In an instant, all horses fell silent!

Completely obedient.

The gap is too vast; you can't argue with it. And these Go players are obsessed with winning, but they're also very serious about it. Feng Du's skill is more than just something to admire in their eyes; it's downright worship!

Then Feng Du successfully opened the chess club. He didn't even have to lift a finger. His apprentices took turns doing all sorts of tasks, and the club was established in no time. Feng Du, the founder, only had to teach these guys every day.

He had a very urgent and simple hope that these guys' chess skills would improve rapidly in a short period of time under his tutelage!

The chess records he explained were all games he had played with Fang Che.

As the review unfolded step by step, everyone below stared wide-eyed, took a deep breath, and looked on in disbelief!
It's astonishing that someone could plan so far ahead, calculating the possible applications a dozen or even dozens of steps into the future from the very first step.

Those who don't understand Go will never know how terrifying the amount of calculation this requires.

But it is precisely because we understand that we find it unbelievable.

"Is this a game of chess between two gods?"

Everyone was amazed and learned, memorizing every game of chess so that they could not only take lessons here, but also study them on their own when they got back!
This kind of chess game is truly one of those divine chess games that you'll only see a few times in your lifetime!
"Dong dong..."

Feng Du, full of pride, tapped the blackboard with the wooden stick in his hand: "Look at this big step, can anyone tell which previous step this step echoes? And what kind of layout did that previous step use to make this step land smoothly in the originally targeted landing position?"

"What is the reason that each move conveys to the opponent, forcing them to respond? And what is the opponent's intention in making these moves? In which direction are they aiming? How many points do both sides initially want to gain? What do they want to occupy?"

Feng Du's teaching style is different from that of a typical Go teacher.

He is full of boundless imagination, breaking down his intentions step by step, guiding thought little by little.

In this process, he himself is also thinking about new ways to deal with it. For the separatist movement itself, this is also a kind of impetus.

So there was not the slightest bit of impatience.

However, he was also well aware that the people listening to the lecture now lacked both spiritual power and mental agility. If they were to attempt the complex calculations that he and Fang Che were capable of, they would probably be considered idiots...

Overworking your brain can really cause problems, so I won't force it. But we shouldn't lose the joys of life.

In the middle of the lecture, Sun Wutian suddenly transmitted his voice silently: "Third Brother, Night Demon is here! It seems Night Demon is here to kill you."

"Hahahahaha..."

Feng Du, who was giving a serious lecture, suddenly couldn't help but burst into laughter. He was so happy that his beard bristled and he seemed to have become eight thousand years younger.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Feng Du's voice boomed like a bell: "My lifelong rival has finally arrived! The world of Go is about to witness an earth-shattering battle!"

Below, Sun Wutian, with a dark face, didn't even look at him.

What a show-off! Turning a game of chess into an epic battle?

Anyone who didn't know better would think it was Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang having another showdown...

(End of this chapter)