Lord of the night.

Chapter 1406 Sun Wutian's Mishap! [Guaranteed Two-in-One]

Feng Du also suddenly opened his eyes, and a wisp of holy power circled Fang Che three times.

Couldn't help but frown.

This is progressing a bit too fast.

When Fang Che left the Cloud Weapon Ranking, he was at the fifth rank of Saint Emperor, but had just broken through. According to Feng Du's estimation, reaching the sixth rank was already incredibly fast.

The sixth rank, mid-level, was unexpected; the high-level, was an absolute surprise.

The seventh rank is terrifying.

The result was that he directly reached the eighth rank?
“Yes, Saint Emperor Eighth Rank.” Fang Che nodded, beaming with pride.

"How did you break through so many levels?" Sun Wutian stared wide-eyed.

"That's it... hehehe... I broke through just like that."

Sun Wutian snorted, glanced at Fang Che, and couldn't help but show joy in his eyes, but then he felt, "How can I be so kind? That won't do."

Then, with a glare, he said fiercely, "You brat, get up! Are you waiting for me to help you up?!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Fang Che chuckled and jumped up nimbly: "This disciple has been focusing on practicing for the past three months, so much so that I haven't even had time to eat, and I haven't had a chance to send a message to the Ancestral Master..."

"Keep trying to play innocent. If I believe even a single word of yours, I'll consider myself someone who's never been in the martial arts world."

Feng Du laughed and said, "It's rare to meet again. Look at your face. Get some food, and let's eat, drink, and talk."

"it is good!"

Sun Wutian immediately gave the order.

The housekeeper then quickly got to work.

Twelve chefs worked together.

There was nothing that could be done about it, because Mr. Sun had a habit of not having an appetite if he ate less than twelve dishes at a meal.

Moreover, it must be served all at once, not in fits and starts.

Tonight I'm hosting a dinner party, and I've prepared thirty-six dishes. All thirty-six dishes need to be served at once, so I really need a chef.

The three of them set up a table under the pavilion in the courtyard.

The butler frowned.

I just couldn't understand why they needed thirty-six dishes on such a small table. But when I led the people over and the dishes were quickly served, they actually fit!
Then the butler left with his men.

The master has rules.

I can't eat when someone is watching me.

"Vice Chief Master Feng's skills today are truly divine. I am so impressed that my heart is about to burst with shock."

Fang Che flattered him.

Feng Du rolled his eyes and said, "You two are really cut from the same cloth. You always have to go around in circles when you want to find out something, but you're not cut out for going around in circles yourself."

Fang Che and Sun Wutian both smiled, but their eyes were filled with curiosity.

Feng Du's move has indeed transcended the realm of martial arts. How exactly did he do it?
I really can't figure this out.

Feng Du rolled his eyes: "You two don't actually believe I did it myself, do you?"

Sun Wutian asked, "Did I do that?"

"Fool! What kind of martial arts cultivation level could produce such an effect? ​​It's impossible without martial arts skill!"

Feng Du sighed and, under the scrutinizing gazes of the two men, explained, "That was a treasure I obtained by chance. Back when my elder brother and I were adventuring in the martial world, we accidentally entered a ruin where there were three sets of pills: three Gathering Cloud Pills, three Spirit Rain Pills, and three Wind-Attracting Pills."

"In reality, it's just three small formations. Once the spiritual energy is activated, it directly gathers the wind and clouds. Then, by scattering the Spirit Rain Pill, it can create spiritual rain and mist as needed."

"This thing is nothing special to the gods. I guess it was something that the gods used to grow vegetables or medicinal herbs back then."

"The extent of the coverage depends on the spiritual energy of the person performing the ritual."

"This kind of spiritual rain mist is basically useless to high-level experts, but it really has a miraculous healing effect on ordinary people."

Feng Du smiled and said, "One of the groups, a thousand years after the founding of the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect, was led by my elder brother. The entire Weiwo Zhengjiao sect was shrouded in spiritual rain and mist. Since then, geniuses have emerged one after another, securing a decisive advantage."

"The second group, back thousands of years ago when the Eastern Three-Three Extinction Plan was implemented, was once again orchestrated by the eldest brother, who once again unleashed a rain of spiritual mist across the entire region. However, most of it was wasted that time because the root cause was not there."

"This is the last remaining group."

Feng Du said, "It has always been in my hands. Today, in order to help your ancestor fulfill his wish and create a legend, I might as well use it on this White Mist Continent."

Sun Wutian coughed and asked, "When you were shouting 'Wind, rain, come!' with such a sanctimonious air, didn't you feel ashamed?"

Feng Du's face immediately darkened. His hand trembled, and he almost spilled a glass of wine on Sun Wutian's face.

But this question is truly shameful.

Fang Che lowered his head, quickly opened the mud seal, poured the wine, and pretended he hadn't heard.

Feng Du said with a dark face, "I deliberately acted like a god so that you, Sun Wutian, could show off! Are you satisfied now?"

"Satisfied! Satisfied! Hahahaha..."

Sun Wutian laughed loudly.

Fang Che couldn't help but twitch his brow: Why isn't the old devil croaking anymore?
"If that's the case, then there really were magical techniques back then."

Sun Wutian frowned.

"Inevitable!"

Feng Du: "It's just a pity..."

Sun Wutian asked, "What about the future?"

Feng Du remained silent for a long time without saying a word.

Sun Wutian's face darkened, and he didn't say anything. He picked up his wine glass and took a big gulp.

After a long silence, Feng Du said, "It's just a different cultivation method."

Sun Wutian didn't answer, but only frowned. He seemed somewhat worried.

Let's talk about something else.

"……it is good."

As they ate and drank, things got better and better. Sun Wutian and Feng Du first chatted about other things for a long time before they began to interrogate Fang Che.

As for the younger generation, it's good enough if they can sit at the table; as for participating in the conversation, that requires qualifications.

Therefore, Fang Che served wine throughout the entire process, with a smile on his face, and basically did not say a word.

"You took a three-month vacation and brought your wife home. You must have had a blast, right?" Sun Wutian asked with a sidelong glance.

"Not bad, not bad, hehehe..."

"Look at your lewd smile!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Feng Du sighed: "His smile was lewd, but your question was even more lewd. Why are you, an old man, asking such probing questions about a junior bringing his wife home? You're being disrespectful and immoral."

Then, Feng Duyi flipped his hand and pulled out a person from his own domain.

It was thrown to the ground with a thud.

“This is a cultist of military general level, Night Demon. Let me see you refine his Five Elemental Gu,” Feng Du said coldly.

The person is unconscious.

His face was ashen.

It turned out to be an experimental subject captured by Feng Du at some unknown time.

Fang Che knew that such a thing was completely unavoidable.

So he said, "Yes, I will give it a try. Last time we could only refine warriors, but this time we can only refine generals. It might not be possible."

"Give it a try, it doesn't matter if it works or not."

Feng Du took a sip of wine and said casually.

Although Feng Du was indifferent to worldly affairs and seemed like a hermit, he was, after all, the deputy leader of the Righteous Sect. Killing someone was not a psychological burden for him at all.

You might get a flicker of interest when swatting a mosquito, but what does a human life even matter?
But Sun Wutian suddenly stood up, his eyes like copper bells: "Refining the Five Elemental Gu?!"

Yes, that's true.

Feng Du gave a brief explanation, then realized he hadn't explained things clearly enough, so he asked Fang Che to repeat it himself. This way, he could also hear the complete story.

Fang Che had no choice but to explain: "It's like this... Ever since the Three Realms came out... so and so... As for this ability, I wasn't sure at first because it was too bizarre, so Vice Master Yan... etc... So, I didn't report to the Ancestor immediately. I hope the Ancestor will forgive me."

"This is great news, why would I be angry!?"

Sun Wutian was utterly excited: "This... Third Brother! What do you think of my disciple? What do you think?"

"Don't get too excited."

Feng Du said, "He's currently at the eighth rank of Saint Emperor, so what level can he refine? We'll have to see. When will he actually be of any use to us?"

"That means there's still hope."

Sun Wutian said excitedly, "Having something to look forward to is better than having no hope at all, right?"

"That's true."

Feng Du pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Fang Che activated the Boundless True Scripture, this time using slightly more energy to slowly permeate it.

He looked solemn.

Finally, they made contact with the heart meridian and discovered the Five Spirit Gu.

The boundless true scriptures slowly entered.

Slowly begin refining.

Get it under control.

Energy envelope.

Half an hour later, Fang Che's face turned slightly pale.

A full quarter of an hour.

Fang Che's temples were slightly sweaty. However, the Five Elemental Gu had already been refined to the final stage.

Throughout the entire process, Feng Du and Sun Wutian's divine senses directly penetrated into the scene to witness everything unfolding, personally observing the Five Spirit Gu gradually perish and melt away.

A faint aura slowly rose.

The Five Spirit Gu inside Fang Che's body lit up and immediately opened its mouth in his heart meridian, sucking the energy directly into its stomach.

Even Fang Che was unaware of this process.

After consuming this energy, the Five Spirit Gu was very excited. Sure enough, its master would give it a treat after a while. How wonderful!

Now I have a little more energy.

Lie down comfortably, what can you do after you've eaten your fill? Sleep.

Refining completed.

Fang Che withdrew his hand and took a deep breath.

Feng Du waved his hand, taking the person into his domain, and then summoned Sun Wutian in as well.

Without hesitation, he raised his palm like a knife and sliced ​​open his chest and abdomen.

The heart and blood vessels are intact.

The Five Spirit Gu completely vanished.

He really refined the Five Elemental Gu of the General level!

The two looked at each other, both seeing the inscrutable look in each other's eyes.

Feng Du took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

With a wave of his hand, the corpse was torn to pieces and vanished without a trace, his expression grave.

Yan Nan had told him to keep an eye on this matter and investigate it during this period of time. Now, the investigation had given him a fright.

Yan Nan suggested trying a Grandmaster at the Innate Realm, but Feng Du directly captured a General-level expert. Surprisingly, he still managed to refine it, although the process seemed a bit difficult…

"It really can!"

Sun Wutian's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Third Brother, this...this can't be told to anyone!"

Sun Wutian immediately thought of this: "I... I only have this one successor."

Feng Du said irritably, "Right now, this is the only one who can play chess with me! I'm more cautious than you!"

"Can that be the same?"

"……Shut up!"

Feng and Du talked for a long time in the field before coming out.

The two men came out and sat down, staring intently at Fang Che.

After a long pause, Feng Ducai said, "Night Demon, it's obvious you didn't use your full strength in this refining process. What happened?"

"Going all out won't get us through; we need precise control."

Fang Che had anticipated this: "If it's a little too big, it will directly destroy the heart meridian; if it's too small, it won't be able to be refined. It must always be kept on a single thread and cannot be broken. If it is broken, all previous efforts will be wasted, and the person will die. Half of the Five Spirit Gu will remain, becoming a black spot in the heart meridian."

Feng Du nodded slowly; he was aware of this theory.

"Moreover, the spiritual energy needs to be purified. Not all the spiritual energy in my cultivation technique is the kind that can be refined..." Fang Che paused and said, "So at that time, it is necessary to precisely control the purification process."

"Too many cultivation techniques?"

Feng Du asked.

"...I don't know if this is the reason, but it has the basic, universal cultivation techniques of the mainland; it has this divinely bestowed cultivation technique; it also has the Seven Swords of Blood Spirit, the Soul-Shocking Palm, the Ice Spirit Frost Soul, and the inherent power of swords, spears, and halberds, as well as the Blood Smoke Hand..."

Fang Che frowned and said, "But from the fourth rank of Saint Emperor to the current eighth rank of Saint Emperor, I can feel that this purifying spiritual energy is increasing. But it is far from reaching the level of turning all spiritual energy into this purifying spiritual energy."

Now that you put it that way, I understand the concept of "suppression of independence".

"I understand. The purification is insufficient, the cultivation level is inadequate, and the transformation is insufficient."

Sun Wutian scratched his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

"According to ordinary martial artists, they cultivate the power extracted from the acquired turbid qi; while the innate realm is the source of innate qi; but when you reach the innate realm, it does not mean that all the spiritual qi in your body is innate qi. It is only when you reach the Martial Commander realm that the transformation is complete."

"Upon reaching the King level, there is another transformation; the Saint level undergoes another transformation, the Saint Emperor level undergoes yet another transformation, and the Saint Monarch level undergoes one more transformation."

Feng Du said, "You can think of it this way: what we need now is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but when we reach the level of gods, what we need is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Do you understand?"

Sun Wutian sighed: "I understood when you mentioned the Innate Realm."

"The Night Demon's mutation is likely a result of the combination of the Heavenly Gift Technique and the divine artifacts of the Eternal Night Emperor, which mutually reinforce each other."

Feng Du pondered, "As things stand, it's already a very fast pace of progress."

"A ninth-rank Saint Emperor is roughly equivalent to a Martial Marquis. Breaking through to Saint Venerable basically allows one to annihilate a King. A high-rank Saint Venerable is roughly equivalent to a Venerable... As for a Saint Sovereign, Saint... that's roughly the order. Or one later, or a few earlier."

"When his entire cultivation has transformed into this annihilating and purifying energy, he can basically kill someone of the same level, or even someone one level weaker, without any problem."

Fang Che genuinely felt awesome.

The speed set by Feng Du is 90% identical to the rate of progress set by Dongfang San San!

This has reached a truly terrifying level.

"Hurry up and try not to practice anything that's not very useful," Feng Du advised.

"Yes."

“Your Blood Smoke Hand technique is really useless. How bad is it? Why don’t you just stop?” Feng Du asked.

"It's at the initial stage of the seventh level, almost at the pinnacle, and we can now connect to the Blood Spirit Technique," Fang Che said.

"Forehead."

Feng Du quickly changed the subject: "What's wrong with your chess skills...?"

"This time coming home, I feel an immense sense of peace... and I've even made a breakthrough in my martial arts. Xiao Han also keeps me company while I play chess..."

Fang Che spoke the truth.

Feng's single eye lit up like a light bulb: "Yan Nan's granddaughter is so good at chess?"

He thought to himself, "If that's the case, I might as well return to the True Sect."

"Your chess skills are indeed quite good." Fang Che nodded and said, "Even if I give you a five-piece handicap, you can still beat me."

"..."

Feng Du was speechless, his face darkening as he said, "Give me five pieces?...Really, forget it!"

On their first day back together, Feng Du and Sun Wutian didn't go too far, letting Fang Che rest. They didn't even play chess.

But from the next morning...

Before dawn, Fang Che, who was still in bed, was directly dragged into Sun Wutian's domain.

"let's start!"

Sun Wutian drew his Heaven-Hate Blade with a whoosh: "With Grand Master Feng Du as my witness, I will fight you with my Saint Venerable Fifth Grade cultivation! If you lose, you will be in seclusion in your domain for a year!"

Fang Che loudly objected: "Ancestor! You broke your promise! You clearly said it would be a Saintly Venerable Fourth Rank!"

"But back then you were said to be a seventh-rank Holy Emperor, now you're eighth! That's why I mentioned fifth-rank! There's nothing wrong with that!"

"But you also said back then that there was no need for battles once you reached the eighth rank of Saint Emperor."

"I regret it!"

The old devil said righteously, "What are you going to do about it!"

Fang Che stared in disbelief: "..."

"Boy! Come and fight! Don't hold back, go all out! I'll test all your martial arts skills!"

Sun Wutian grinned maliciously as he drew his Heaven-Hating Blade and roared.

I've wanted to beat him up for a long time!
This kid has been letting himself go lately, he needs a good beating!

Sun Wutian's thinking was very simple: to teach children, you have to beat them! Even if they haven't made a mistake, you have to find an excuse to beat them! Otherwise, they won't know how to work hard!

"Third Brother! I bear witness!"

"Kid! Come on! Fight to the death, or you'll regret it if you don't!"

Under the old devil's insistence, Feng Du witnessed firsthand how the old devil's downfall became a human tragedy!
When the first sword strike was blocked by Sun Wutian's blade, the old demon swayed slightly, and Fang Che suddenly strode forward. Sun Wutian knew then that today was probably the end for him.

"Holy crap! I'm going to make a huge fool of myself today!"

Sun Wutian inwardly groaned, but quickly rallied his spirits.

It had only been a blink of an eye since he displayed his arrogant and cannibalistic nature.

That expression was still on his face, but he was already panicking inside.

Sun Wutian had spoken first, setting the cultivation level at the fifth rank of Saint Venerable. In his eyes, who was he? He was the Wutian Blade Demon!
He was once a top master who was invincible throughout the world.

Even if that little bastard Night Demon is a genius, it should be no problem for me, a Saint Venerable of the fifth rank, to deal with his Saint Emperor of the eighth rank. It can't be said that I can easily defeat him, but it should be effortless, right?
As a result, the old devil met a tragic end.

Fang Che immediately unleashed the Ice Spirit Cold Soul Divine Art and swordsmanship, completely suppressing the old demon and leaving him utterly powerless to retaliate.

Sun Wutian secretly increased his cultivation level in an attempt to counter the suppression, but was stopped by Feng Duli, who was impartial and selfless in enforcing the law.

"That's beyond cultivation level!"

"Don't be shameless."

"At his advanced age, he resorted to petty tricks when competing with juniors."

"You look down on me."

"It's been brought up again! It's been brought up again! It's been brought up again!"

Sun Wutian, under the supervision of Feng Du, couldn't even muster a trace of extra spiritual energy.

Sun Wutian was furious but couldn't unleash his rage! Frustrated, he was brutally beaten by Fang Che.

Sun Wutian launched a desperate counterattack, which provoked a strong backlash from Fang Che.

when!
The Heaven-Hating Blade slashed open, revealing Sun Wutian's bare chest.

when!
Fang Che thrust his sword fiercely into Sun Wutian's chest, sparks flying everywhere.

Sun Wutian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Feng, who had been indifferent and bored, suddenly popped his eyeball out: "Hmm? This is interesting."

when!
Sun Wutian was struck by the sword again in his dantian.

Having already reacted, Feng Du shouted applause from the side: "Excellent! Excellent swordsmanship!"

He raised his glass, took a sip of wine, and was in high spirits!
His eyes gleamed, unblinking. Holy crap, I'm actually getting to see a real show today! This is something I never expected!

"when!"

Sun Wutian only had time to close his eyes before Fang Che stabbed his eyelid with a sword. It was as if the sword had struck divine metal; not even a white dot appeared, only a tiny spark.

"Get it!"

Feng Du took another sip of wine.

boom!
Fang Che slashed diagonally at Sun Wutian's shoulder with his sword.

“Great!”

Feng Du clapped his hands and shouted encouragement, singing as he clapped: "Grandmaster Sun, give it your all! It's so shameful to lose to your grand-disciple! A senior like you can't lose! Your old face is worth more than gold... You can't be shameless! I'm still waiting to see the show..."

Flames, three zhang long, rose from the top of Sun Wutian's head.

His eyes turned blue.

boom.

As Sun Wutian staggered backward, Fang Che stomped on his chest with both feet as he flew over.

"That's awesome!"

Feng Du was so happy he could hardly see his eyes. He chugdled three mouthfuls of wine, shaking his head and exclaiming, "Today is a good day!"

Sun Wutian shouted, "Change your sword technique!"

He felt that Bai Jing's swordsmanship was incompatible with his own birth chart.

"As ordered!"

Fang Che quickly changed it to the Void Sword.

After a few moves.

puff puff puff...

Sun Wutian was struck by swords simultaneously in the head, throat, dantian, chest, and shoulder, sparks flying from the impact.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Feng Du felt like he was getting drunk, but he still couldn't help but say sarcastically, "What a magnificent protective skill the Chief Protector possesses!"

"Change it again!" Sun Wutian was furious.

Fang Che then used a different sword technique, followed by a spear technique...

The display of spearmanship reached its climax; the spear, powerful and heavy, pierced Sun Wutian's body, causing it to gleam brilliantly, like sparks flying from iron.

Feng Du looked on with great delight: "Chief Protector, why don't you launch an attack!"

Sun Wutian's angry curses surged forth like a tidal wave.

How could I not want to attack? It's not that I can't, is it?
With various techniques employed, and under the insistence of Vice Chief Master Feng that he not stop, Fang Che relentlessly tortured Sun Wutian twelve times.

The final match was Sun Wutian's long-awaited chance to turn the tide. It was a clash between two Hentian Blades, but the real Hentian Blade was once again completely defeated!

With the first move, "Hate the Heavens Without Eyes," Sun Wutian's sword was parried, and then the two swords clashed more than three hundred times in a fierce storm.

More than 700 un-collision cuts landed on the old demon.

A flash of light. Like a furnace exploding.

The assessment is complete.

Sun Wutian stood to one side, holding the Heaven-Hating Blade, staring blankly, questioning the meaning of life. His scalp was covered with white marks from the cuts, and his hair was a mess.

Still smoking.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Feng Du almost laughed himself to death; his whole body was convulsing.

Feng Du truly had a great time.

I thought it would be just an ordinary witnessing event, and I was even a little reluctant to participate. What kind of class is this? You're disciplining a junior and you want me to watch? Is it glorious to belittle a junior?
But to everyone's surprise, Sun Wutian's persistent pleas for him to witness this actually resulted in him witnessing an unprecedented miracle!
(End of this chapter)