Lord of the night.

Chapter 1464 A Divine Contingency Plan [Part Two]

Time passed slowly, and the old devils split into two groups. One group continuously received information and wrote it down on a large sheet of paper hanging on the wall of the study.

Another group consisted of Yan Nan and Chen Gu, who were constantly compiling all the information they had obtained.

This task was originally intended for Yan Nan and Feng Du, but after Feng Du curiously read Jun Lin's autobiography for a while, he became engrossed in it and said to Yan Nan, "You handle it..."

Then he actually went to read a book.

Unlike others who skim through pages looking for things, he genuinely read with great interest and focus, occasionally letting out a silly chuckle.

Yan Nan was furious, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets, but there was nothing he could do but let Chen Gu fill in the gaps.

Erase the duplicates and set aside any obviously false rumors.

This task cannot be done by subordinates.

There are definitely many legends accumulated over the years, but no one was impatient at all. Everyone opened their minds and worked quickly and efficiently.

Dawn.

Despite being exhausted from a night's work, Yan Nan was even more radiant.

Bright eyes.

"Third Brother!"

Yan Nan slapped the third volume of Junlin's autobiography out of Feng Du's hand and said, "Calm down and let's discuss this... The book is finished, you can read it anytime, what's the rush?"

Feng Du reluctantly reached out and grabbed the book, then scanned it with his divine sense, carefully folding the page he had just read. He said with displeasure, "You can handle it yourselves, why bother..."

Then, when his eyes met Yan Nan's, he immediately said, "Yes, you're right, business is more important! Let's discuss business first!"

Everyone else was happy.

Yan Nan said, "Sui Yun, put the Three Lives Stone away first, and give it to Xiao Han later. This is my daughter's destiny."

“Okay.” Yan Suiyun immediately put away the Three Lives Stone.

"Let's get down to business."

Yan Nan pulled out a sword sheath, took a deep breath, pointed to the words written on the wall, and said, "Look here, this is a watershed moment. Wang Chuan, alone with his sword, used the Qingyang Sword Technique to wipe out the thirteen bandits, returning severely wounded. He restored peace to the people along the river for thousands of miles."

"Here, I checked the records of the Thirteen Bandits. Based on the descriptions of their power, it can be basically determined that the Thirteen Bandits are all at the high level of Saint Venerable or the early stage of Saint Monarch."

"When Wang Chuan quelled the Thirteen Bandits, he did not use the techniques and sword skills that were later passed down in the Underworld. The phrase 'returned severely injured' indicates that Wang Chuan at that time was at most at the early stage of the Saint King realm."

"This also means that Wang Chuan had not yet obtained the magical treasures inherited from the Underworld at this time. Otherwise, why wouldn't he have used them when he was so seriously injured?"

"At this time, roughly estimated, there is a gap of about three to five thousand years between this point and the early peak mentioned in Junlin's autobiography. In other words, Junlin had not even been born yet at this time."

"Because geniuses like these can't be measured in terms of the thousands or tens of thousands of years that ordinary people cultivate. They are incredibly fast! What ordinary people can achieve in a hundred or a thousand years, they can achieve in just a few decades. Only by getting off to a fast start can they reach the pinnacle in the future. You understand this principle."

Everyone nodded in unison.

Since each of these legends is fragmented and lacks any record of dates or times, Yan Nan can only estimate a rough number.

But that's enough.

Yan Nan said, "We don't understand how the gods calculate time, but according to conventional calculations, the battle between the Flying Bear God and the Heavenly Centipede God should have already begun at this time, or at least there should have been signs or friction. This should be certain."

"That may not be the case."

Chen Gu added, "Perhaps... they've already lost ground."

Upon hearing this, Yan Nan's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, Chen Gu is right. Perhaps Fei Xiong Shen's side has already lost ground, so this is the time for insightful people to plan ahead."

"That's why those weapons fell out of nowhere."

"Then, looking at the records of the Underworld itself that were seized from the Underworld, the time when the founder of the sect was established, or the early stage, was less than a hundred years different from the time when the Thirteen Bandits were killed."

"Although there was no time to compare, Wang Chuan had already obtained the inheritance of the Underworld at this point in time, which is why he took on disciples and founded a sect."

"And then those weapons suddenly disappeared... it's hard to say."

Yan Nan frowned.

Feng Du said, "Could it be... that the war up there was too intense, and the weapons were recalled to fight?"

Everyone pondered silently. This was possible, but it was open to discussion.

"Now that they've been sent down, why recall them?" Bai Jing exclaimed. "That's a god, what about our reputation?"

The old devils frowned, and after a long while, Yan Nan said in a deep voice, "But no matter what, according to our current speculation, this seems... to be... or rather... a backup plan?"

"A backup plan..."

Everyone frowned.

"It might not be a backup plan, because if the underworld inheritance passed down by the other party is really a backup plan from the gods, then it seems a bit weak."

Everyone nodded silently in agreement.

"But no matter what, it is certain that these unsolved mysteries of the underworld are related to 'gods'!"

Yan Nan's eyes brightened as she said, "And the result I need is to confirm this!"

"What's the use of confirming this?" Yu Hanyan was a little confused.

"It's so useful!"

Feng Du slapped Yu Hanyan on the head: "Keeping a backup plan in advance means... this continent has not been abandoned. And what we've been secretly plotting all along now has a solid foundation... Don't you understand how important a solid foundation is? You silly boy."

Yu Hanyan's face twisted in pain. "How old am I? How could I have become a silly boy?"

If it weren't for that batch... would I have asked such a stupid question?

Yan Nan remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Such weapons naturally possess a spirit. Third Brother, do you think it might be protecting that... Huh? Gone?..."

Feng Du frowned and thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "If that's the case, it really is possible that I'll go protect... that... thing!"

Chen Gu rolled his eyes.

Okay, you two discuss it.

Bai Jing, however, remained focused and meticulously examined the remaining documents.

After a moment, he said, "In Junlin's autobiography, he didn't mention the Heavenly Palace or the Underworld, but he did mention Wang Chuan several times. He said he never had the chance to fight Wang Chuan in his life, which was a great regret. Clearly, Junlin never encountered Wang Chuan in his lifetime!"

Wang Chuan has gone missing!

Yan Nan said with a focused mind, "Wang Chuan's final destination is not recorded in the Underworld's heritage records. It is said that the patriarch went on a journey and his whereabouts are unknown."

"Then will Wang Chuan die?"

Chen Gu frowned.

"Absolutely not! How could someone with such cultivation die in such a short time!?"

Yan Nan categorically denied it.

Chen Gu stroked his beard: "If Wang Chuan isn't dead, then where is he? If the ancestor of the Underworld, Wang Chuan, isn't dead, then what about the ancestor of the Heavenly Palace? Isn't he also just missing? Unknown? Without a trace? Where are these two now? Are they still alive?"

This series of questions left everyone present speechless.

They were all thinking about it carefully.

After much discussion, Yan Nan finally said, "This matter has now been clarified with a clear direction. From now on, this will also be a goal for our Weiwo Zhengjiao (Our True Self Sect) in its work."

"It's fine if the higher-ups know."

Yan Nan's spirit is very inspiring.

Yan Suiyun reminded him from the side, "Dongfang San San also knows about this."

"But he wasn't the only one who knew."

Yan Nan smiled proudly.

He truly never expected that simply searching for the name of the poison from the underworld for Yan Beihan would lead to such a significant discovery!

This discovery is a shot in the arm for Solipsistic Christianity!

God has a backup plan!

Feng Du also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If... that's really the case, that would be wonderful!"

"We can select some disciples of the Righteous Sect to practice the martial arts of the Underworld," Yan Nan said thoughtfully.

"it is good."

Bai Jing looked up and asked, "If that's the case... then does the Heavenly Palace still need to be split up?"

"The Heavenly Palace is unreliable!"

Yan Nan said solemnly, "Once the poisoning of Xiao Han and the others is investigated, the split must be put on the agenda immediately!"

"Why?"

Yan Nan smiled faintly: "It's better to hold onto what you're stuck with than to be a fence-sitter."

Feng Du gave a deep smile: "Jiang Shuhan, you're too soft-hearted. If... that would be terrible!"

Yan Nan laughed heartily: "Third Brother, you're actually quite shrewd, but you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Du turned to Yan Suiyun and said, "Suiyun, how's your chess skill now? We're free now, let's play a game."

Yan Nan's face contorted with rage: "...You idiot!"

He then said fiercely, "Bai Jing, speed up!"

Bai Jing replied meticulously, "Yes!"

Chen Gu smiled and said, "Eighth Brother, relax. There's no need to be so formal between brothers."

Bai Jing glared and said, "If even we ourselves don't abide by the rules, what use is the 'Only My Righteous Sect'?! Look at you lazy bunch, the 'Only My Righteous Sect' will collapse in your hands sooner or later! Do you think you can sleep soundly after conquering the world? You're all so despicable! Just look at the Divine Weasel Sect you've cultivated!"

Chen Gu: "..."

What do you mean by 'the Divine Weasel Cult I trained'? Bai Laoba, are you even speaking human language?

But even though Chen Gu strained his throat, he couldn't utter a single word.

a long time……

"I'll fuck your brother!" Chen Gu cursed angrily.

Bai Jing rolled his eyes: "I'll fuck your older brother!"

Everyone was speechless: "...Damn it!"

……

Dawn.

Fang Che lay down next to Yan Beihan, the two of them covered with a thin blanket.

Beside her, the beautiful woman was flushed and breathing heavily, with clear tear tracks on her cheeks. She had clearly just had a hysterical outburst of uncontrollable crying and was completely exhausted.

At the Yan Family Manor, and since the elders already knew, Lord Fang decided to stay overnight after testing the waters a bit.

A fierce wind and torrential rain raged overnight.

Some were unstoppable, while others were routed; some were triumphant, while others cried out for mercy.

The war turned into a one-sided rout, and finally, like fallen flowers and flowing water, spring was gone, and all was lost in the vicissitudes of life.

Yan Beihan took deep breaths, and after a long while, he felt his soul, which had left his body and drifted to an unknown place, slowly return to his body.

Fang Che took her hand and placed it in front of him.

Yan Beihan felt weak and limp, as if his entire arm had no bones.

"Lord Yan's combat strength still needs improvement," Fang Che said with satisfaction.

"..."

After a long while, Yan Beihan finally managed to groan. Lying on the pillow soaked with sweat and tears, she slowly turned her head to look at Fang Che, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief: "You... how do you feel... stronger... again?"

Fang Che hesitated and said, "Still the same... right? Stronger?"

Yan Daren closed his eyes in anger, his heart filled with sorrow: What am I going to do?

Feeling a sudden movement under the covers, Yan Beihan burst into tears, filled with fear and panic: "...How could it be again...I really can't take it anymore..." "It's okay. Don't worry about him!"

Fang Chedao.

Startled, Yan Beihan suddenly felt pain in his calf; it had cramped up: "I...I have a leg cramp..."

Yan Beihan cried out.

"I'll rub it for you."

Fang Che immediately began the rescue.

But deep down, I knew that things really couldn't continue like this.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Yan Beihan never mentioned the word "Ye Meng" once. She didn't ask a single question about Fang Che obtaining information from Ye Meng.

She is an extremely intelligent woman.

"Why didn't you ask me about the information I received about Ye Meng?" Fang Che asked softly.

"With rivals over there, are you going to let jealousy drive your heart away?" Yan Beihan snorted, then said softly, "Be sure to be careful. Her."

"clear."

Yan Beihan recovered quickly and then urged Fang Che, "It's already dawn, why aren't you leaving yet..."

"I'll walk by myself?"

Fang Che's face twisted in pain: "Aren't you going to see me out?"

This is something Yan Beihan needs to send out, since Yan Beihan hosted him last night; if Fang Che were to leave on his own, he would have to say goodbye to Yan Suiyun and Yan Nan.

If Yan Beihan were not here...

Yan Beihan looked like she was about to cry: "How am I supposed to get out like this? Figure it out yourself."

After saying that, he used all his strength to pull the blanket over his head.

They actually considered it world peace.

Fang Che's face also twisted in anger. It seemed that he was the only one who could get through this.

After getting dressed, he looked in the mirror and recreated his Night Demon form: "I'm leaving."

"……Um."

A muffled thud came from under the covers.

Fang Che darted out, then, aiming for the study, landed in the garden outside.

Then, in a discreet place, close your eyes, regulate your breathing, and practice your exercises.

A gentle mist of spiritual energy slowly rose...

Yes, I practiced my skills here all night. Yes!
After practicing for only a short while, Yan Suiyun arrived, grabbed his collar, and flew away in a flash.

He was placed in his own practice room.

With a dark face, he said, "Practice here! You're just burying your head in the sand!"

"Yes, Father-in-law."

Fang Che was relieved.

Yan Suiyun slammed the door shut and left with a dark expression.

Yan Suiyun, being a shrewd person, knew exactly what this guy had done last night. She was furious and felt a tightness in her chest.

But he still had to tell his wife first: "Xiao Han is in seclusion practicing martial arts, so don't go over there these two days."

Then, with his lungs practically bursting, he returned to the study to discuss the matter with Yan Nan and the others.

Even after Yan Nan and the others finished their meeting and Yan Nan left, Yan Suiyun played a game of chess with Feng Du. Feng Du felt that although Yan Suiyun was a very skilled player, he was only on par with Chen Xi, and not much better. It was not as enjoyable as playing chess with Ye Mo.

So he picked up the autobiography of King's Landing and went back to read it.

Before leaving, Feng Du sent Yan Nan a message: "Jun Lin's autobiography has a hidden meaning. It seems that Dongfang San San has hidden something in it. I'll tell you after I finish reading it."

No response.

Yan Nan completely ignored him.

And hearing that sentence ignited a nameless anger: You're so engrossed in your novel that you're actually hiding something? Is Dongfang San San hiding something? Does that mean I shouldn't disturb your reading? So you can ponder it at your own pace?

A few days later, after you've finished reading, you'll calmly say, "So you weren't hiding it after all."

Damn it, those three bastards!
Yan Nan didn't believe it, but Feng Du laughed: "Wait until I find it, and I'll shock you, you bastard!" Oh... Jun Lin wrote it so well, oh, Dongfang San San proofread it, indeed very good.

I wonder when Dongfang San San will release a new book...

When Yan Suiyun released Fang Che, it was already noon.

"roll!"

Yan Suiyun's attitude towards this blond-haired man was extremely hostile!

"Yes!"

"Get out of here!"

After kicking Fang Che twice, Yan Suiyun's expression changed to a kind and amiable one. She politely escorted Fang Che out of the Yan family manor and whispered, "Get lost!"

He said, "Night Demon, your chess skills are really good. I'll recruit you again in the future. Also, don't forget the few things I told you."

"Yes."

Fang Che bowed respectfully.

Just then, Heavenly King Xiao Ning descended from the sky.

"Master Yan, sir!"

"Junior, take your leave."

"Go."

Under the midday sun, Lord Night Demon and Heavenly King Xiao departed side by side.

"My lord, shall we return to the main courtroom?"

"No. I thought of a clue last night. Let's go to the Bi family's outer estate, there's a Black Pine Manor, right?"

"Yes, but those are all peripheral members of the Bi family, or family members who were exiled there because they committed crimes."

"Yes, it's over there."

Fang Che knew what was going on.

Black Pine Manor is a very important property of the Bi family, consisting of a farm, a medicinal herb garden, rare and precious herbs, and also a spirit crystal mine.

However, the existence of these things indicates that the work here will not be easy, nor will the responsibilities be easy.

Personnel freedom will certainly not be very relaxed.

This is inevitable.

There are too many good things; we need to prevent anyone from smuggling them in.

Those members of the Bi family who made mistakes were punished by being sent here to work, which was certainly not a good place for the Bi family members who could enjoy the Bi family's resources for free.

However, on the other hand, for some unimportant collateral branches, dependent families, and servants of the Bi family, this place is a paradise.

Because there are abundant resources here! Working here is far more convenient than outside. Any semi-finished, obsolete, or insufficiently pure medicinal herbs or spirit crystals can be processed here. Moreover, there is little danger to one's life. Therefore, many ordinary martial artists flock here.

There is no clear boundary between heaven and hell.

It simply depends on where people are located.

In the intelligence gathered about the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits incident, one of the clues provided by the Guardians was Black Pine Manor.

The people here are extremely cautious, and the guardians have paid with their lives in order to obtain clues about Black Pine Manor.

Just to have a backup plan.

Now, the backup plan has been handed to Fang Che.

The two left the capital city, and along the way, when they passed a huge mountain range, Fang Che was stunned: "Isn't this the Burial Mountain Range?"

"good."

Ning Zaifei smiled and said, "The reason why many members of the Bi family are unwilling to come to Black Pine Manor is precisely because of this. The chaotic Burial Mountain Range is needed to isolate the area from the noise, allowing the spiritual herbs here to obtain quiet growing conditions. Furthermore, the yin energy extending from the Burial Mountain Range is also a necessary nourishment for many spiritual herbs. Therefore, after passing through this area, the nine major families each have their own territory here, and they are all extremely large!"

Ning Zaifei said, "It's just that I don't know why, but in the past two years, some herbs that like yin energy seem to be not growing well, especially this year, many of them are slowly withering away."

Fang Che sensed the golden-horned dragon that was excitedly rushing out of his consciousness space towards the Chaotic Burial Mountains and frowned, saying, "How could this be? How could such a good spiritual herb wither? This is really strange."

Ning Zaifei laughed and said, "Who says otherwise... The nine major families have already punished many people in their respective manors because of this matter. I wonder if the reason has been found yet."

Fang Che said solemnly, "This is the source of the medicinal herbs; we must find it."

Ning Zaifei gloated: "It's better if we can't find it. Anyway, each family here only gives 20% to the sect, and the rest is used by their own family. And most of them are reporting false accounts... In reality, I estimate that less than half a percent is actually given to the sect."

"Submitting false accounts..."

Fang Che frowned, a thought flashing through his mind, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Submitting false accounts..."

This reason seems reasonable?
"The nine major families can't only have one place doing this, right?" Fang Che asked.

"How is that possible? In places like this, each family has at least forty or fifty members! They're scattered throughout the entire continent of the True Self Sect!"

Better to be on the wrong path.

"Forty or fifty manors, that's not many..."

Fang Che smiled and said, this was what he truly thought. With the strength of the nine major families, are forty or fifty such manors a lot?

But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened and his mouth gaped open.

Having already flown over a mountain that obscured the view, a manor came into view in the distance ahead.

It's called a manor, but... it stretches as far as the eye can see!
At such a great distance, high in the sky, I couldn't see the horizon at all!
The mountains stretch endlessly, displaying a myriad of phenomena; mountains, rivers, and land merge into one.

And this was just one of the Bi family's estates!
One!
The Bi family owns forty or fifty such estates!

Fang Che's gaze lingered on the enormous plaque in the distance, and he was awestruck.

"This is one of the Bi family's manors. What you see before you, sir, is all of it. Even what you can't see is still part of it. It is the Bi family's premier manor. The others may be, well, a little smaller than this."

Ning Zaifei explained.

"..."

Fang Che remained silent.

Fang Che had always heard that the nine great families were powerful, but after seeing this 'manor' in person, he realized just how powerful they really were!
He had imagined it to be a small 'manor' like the one Feng Yun had seen.

What's the result?
Just look at the signboard and gate of the Bi Family Manor—they're actually made up of two mountains!
Its grandeur is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The two of them flashed over, and before they even landed, they saw that there was some chaos at the entrance of the manor.

Several people grabbed a person and threw him out, shouting, "Get out! If you come back again, we'll break your legs!"

The man was tossed about like a ball, tumbling hundreds of times in the air before landing a thousand feet away. He let out an angry roar: "I only want some Spirit-Nourishing Grass! I only want some Spirit-Nourishing Grass! You bastards! Has the Bi family gone mad with greed?... How can they not even give me this little bit!?"

This person was surprisingly full of energy and had a strong voice, clearly indicating that the people from the manor hadn't used much force; they had simply thrown him far away.

But as the man angrily continued his tirade, he suddenly burst into tears, crying out, "What about all those people?! What about them?!"

Fang Che found the voice somewhat familiar.

He couldn't help but frown, and his divine sense locked onto and probed the target.

Then Fang Che's expression became quite interesting.

Holy crap, it's someone I know!
If it weren't for seeing this person, Mr. Fang would have forgotten that he actually still had a connection with the Bi family.

Long time no see, Tiger Head!

(End of this chapter)