Lord of the night.

Chapter 1468 has been found! [Supplement: No update on September 28th]

"I'll deal with her; this pampered young lady has come with ill intentions today."

Fang Che said, "Protector Ning, once you get to the main court, you'd better slip away quickly."

"My lord, I am utterly loyal to you!"

Ning Zaifei laughed heartily, appearing as if he were sharing weal and woe with the presiding judge.

We entered the main hall.

Fang Che was about to remind Ning Zaifei of something when he turned around and found that the guy had already disappeared!

"Holy crap! My loyal Protector Ning!"

Fang Che touched his nose: "Miss Bi, please come into the study to talk."

"Humph."

Bi Yunyan, with her hands behind her back, arrogantly asked, "Do you have any good tea?"

"Absolutely!"

"In that case, I'll give you face today."

Bi Yunyan walked into the study with an arrogant and haughty air: "Make all the irrelevant people leave."

So they went to the study.

Fang Che gave Hei Feng a wink, and Hei Feng understood immediately, sealing off the outside. He sighed inwardly: This Miss Bi is up to no good; it seems the master is in for a rough time today...

The adults are so pitiful.

Despite their high status and power, they were truly helpless against these princesses. Anyone who encountered Bi Yunyan would dread her.

In the study.

Three soundproof barriers are thrown out at once.

Bi Yunyan leaned closer and said, "Hehe... I have some good news for you."

Fang Che raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong, Miss Bi? Aren't you going to teach your subordinate a lesson?"

Bi Yunyan snorted: "Let me tell you the good news first!"

"What good news?"

"My ancestor passed down to me the method to create my own domain." Bi Yunyan raised her head, beaming with pride: "Now, I am a Saintly Lord of the Third Rank, and I am also a person with a domain."

"Great!"

"Do you want to take a look?"

"have a look."

So Bi Yunyan waved her hand and brought Lord Night Demon into her domain.

Fang Che fainted as soon as he went inside.

Bi Yunyan's domain was actually... a super large bedroom with a super large bed!

As expected of you!

Fang Che's eyes widened: "That's it?"

Bi Yunyan snorted: "This is only part of it. I moved it to the front because you came in. Of course, it's a different story normally..."

As she spoke, Miss Bi sat on the bed, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she looked at Fang Che and shouted, "You, the Guardian's spy, why don't you reveal your true colors? What are you waiting for?"

Fang Che said coldly, "Now that you've seen through me, we have no choice but to fight to the death! Miss Bi, you'd better not regret this!"

Bi Yunyan's face was as cold as ice as she shouted, "This princess can't stand a scoundrel like you who bullies women! If you have the guts, come at me!"

Fang Che flicked his wrist and a soft, cotton-like whip appeared in his hand. He shouted, "Since you know my abilities, then I won't hold back."

He struck a villainous pose, his eyes fierce: "You mere princess of the Righteous Sect dares to swagger in front of me! Who gave you the guts? Who gave you the courage! If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll think I can't afford to mess with the Righteous Sect!"

"Let me tell you, Yan Beihan's fate is your fate!"

With a sharp crack, the whip lashed through the air, making a crisp sound, as the man snarled, "Take it off, you bastard!"

A fierce and brutal battle was about to begin.

Soon, the guardian Fang Zong gained the upper hand and completely overwhelmed the third princess of the Sovereign Sect.

However, the princess of the Righteous Sect was resilient and, after a short rest, resumed her provocations: "Hmph, Fang Tu! You're nothing special!"

Enraged, Mr. Fang launched a frenzied attack.

He showed absolutely no mercy or pity for the woman.

The relentless attack finally broke the opponent, who burst into tears and was completely crushed into a puddle of mud.

He couldn't move at all.

But Mr. Fang still wouldn't give up. He fought back tenaciously and finally, amidst constant cries and pleas for mercy, he completely knocked the arrogant and domineering witch unconscious!
"I still have plenty of courage to spare!"

Mr. Fang felt an overwhelming surge of energy, his blood boiling, his hair standing on end in anger. He roared to the sky, "I can still fight three hundred more rounds!"

……

Fang Che left Bi Yunyan's domain.

Looking back, there was indeed nothing in the small bedroom in his study; he couldn't even sense anything with his divine sense.

"It's amazing."

Mr. Fang carefully cleaned himself up.

Then he went outside.

It was almost afternoon and getting dark.

Black Wind approached: "My lord, Protector Ning has arranged a banquet, saying it was a gathering you arranged."

"Ah."

Fang Che said, "Tell the internal affairs, investigation, and finance personnel to come back for a meeting after the banquet tonight and prepare to work overtime."

"Yes."

"Notify Master Feng and see if he's going or not. If he's not going, he should prepare to work overtime tonight."

"Yes."

"In half an hour, everyone will set off together to congratulate Protector Ning."

"Yes."

Only then did Black Wind have a chance to ask, his face beaming: "My lord, is Protector Ning pregnant?"

"Ah."

Fang Che said, "After being pregnant for thousands of years, the baby has been born today."

Hei Feng laughed immediately. But his eyes revealed envy and longing; he understood the adult's words perfectly.

Ning, the Dharma Protector, was promoted today.

Breakthrough.

Since it's a joyous occasion...

Fang Che naturally wanted to make it a grand affair, and he also had his own ideas: After being in Shenjing for so long, I still don't know many of the higher-ups of the Weiwo Zhengjiao.

We've never met.

This wave... is just right.

So he first sent a message to Bai Jing: "Master, Ning Zaifei has broken through in cultivation. I'm going to throw a banquet for him tonight. Can you come?"

Bai Jing said succinctly: "Get lost!"

Okay.

This one won't come.

"I don't have the contact information for the other deputy sect leader's disciples. If you blame me..."

"roll!"

Fang Che was relieved.

Send a message to Yan Nan: "Vice Chief Leader Yan, Ning Zaifei..."

Yan Nan: "Get lost!"

Okay, another one rejected.

I sent a message to Feng Du... cough, no reply.

Okay, Fang Che rejected all three of the vice-leaders he had contact with.

Then it continued: "Miss Yan, tonight..."

“Okay,” Yan Beihan replied.

"Then how about you help me make an appointment with Ice Ancestor and Protector Ao, and the other people from the Protector Hall? I don't have enough face." Fang Che rolled his eyes.

The Dharma Protector Hall is an important force of the Righteous Sect. I am now basically a close member of the Dharma Protector Hall, and my relationship with Duan Xiyang, Sun Wutian, Yin Mo, Mei Mo, Ning Zaifei and others has been extended... right?
Although the high-ranking members of the Sovereign Cult I killed were mostly from the Dharma Protector Hall... I've long forgotten about them.

"No problem," Yan Beihan readily agreed.

Then Feng Yun said, "Young Master Yun, there's something here..."

Feng Yun: "Damn it, it's already dark. Are you treating us or just bringing in people to fill the room? Fine, I'll give you face."

"Then please arrange a meeting with Protector Bai Zhan Dao and Protector Ji Hong for me," Fang Che said.

"……it is good."

Feng Yun was annoyed, guessing he'd been conscripted by this guy. If he didn't need Feng Yun to invite people, the guy probably wouldn't have even offered him drinks. This... he'd definitely cause trouble for him when they met.

"You can call any other young masters you want to call."

Fang Che wanted to take this opportunity to assess the situation.

Feng Yun frowned: "I'll invite them all for you."

After cutting off the communication, Feng Yun sent a message to Chen Yun, Wu Di, Bai Ye, and other direct descendants of the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect: "Ning Zaifei has broken through, and Ye Mo is hosting a banquet at Zixiao Tower. Come and drink."

Immediately, a chorus of "Received!" echoed...

Lian Chenyun replied: Received!

Feng Yun looked up at Feng Yue and Feng Xue beside him: "Are you two going to Ning Zaifei's breakthrough celebration?"

Feng Yue exclaimed excitedly, "Let's go!" He loved lively occasions the most.

Feng Xue looked uninterested: "Ning Zaifei? I'm not going."

Feng Yun: "Night Demon is treating."

Feng Xue immediately turned around: "I'll go!"

Then she immediately stood up: "Brother, wait for me a moment, I'm going to change my clothes..."

Whoosh, vanished without a trace.

Feng Yue whispered in Feng Yun's ear, winking, "Big brother, look at my sister's thoughts... Aren't you going to do anything about it? She's taken a liking to Night Demon, and this is going to cause a huge scandal..."

Feng Yun said thoughtfully, "Speaking of this... Yueyue, you're not young anymore. Which girl do you fancy? Tell your older brother."

Feng Yue: "???"

"You should start looking now, don't waste time. We're counting on you to have children."

Feng Yun said enthusiastically, "I'll arrange a blind date for you in a few days!" That was the final word.

Feng Yue stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, never expecting that a single sentence would ignite a fire that would spread back to her. She cried out in anguish, "Big brother, have some decency!"

Feng Yun said, "It's not possible to do it anymore. You're worrying too much right now. We need to find someone to manage you."

Feng Yue: "I have someone I love, you don't need to worry about me."

"Who?"

Feng Yun said warily, "Don't you dare mention people like Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan, I'm warning you."

Feng Yue almost rolled her eyes out of their sockets: "Let's not even talk about whether they look up to me or whether I'm good enough for them... Just the question of how many of their fingers I can withstand after we get married... I haven't even thought about it."

Feng Yun breathed a sigh of relief: "Then find whatever you like... anything is fine."

Feng Yue: "..."

Fang Che is still contacting people.

Chenxi: "Hmm, how about we play a game of chess after we finish drinking?"

The Demon: "Go!"

Succubus: "Go!" "Then you two arrange to meet the rest of the Guardian Hall."

Fang Che made the request. The two of them were meeting with people from their original small team; and those people might not listen to Ao Zhan.

"no problem!"

The two readily agreed.

He sent a message to Sun Wutian: "Ancestor, today Ning Zaifei broke through in cultivation and is holding a banquet. I've reserved a few jars of celebratory wine for you as a tribute from Ning Zaifei to you."

"I don't care, get lost!"

Sun Wutian was caught up in the thrill of the battle, exuding chivalry and heroic spirit every day, and had no interest in drinking Ning Zaifei's wine.

Then Fang Che sent a message to Ning Zaifei: "Are there enough rooms in Zixiao Tower?"

Ning Zaifei was puzzled: "I counted the people in our main court, there are about a thousand people in total, one floor is enough, but Zixiao Tower has eight floors. Ten people per table, a hundred tables."

"Not enough. Let's rent the whole building."

Fang Che said, "Have them prepare food for two hundred tables. I've invited a lot of people..."

Ning Zaifei was taken aback: "...Okay."

I couldn't help but feel a little touched. The adults were genuinely happy for me and made me look good.

He hurriedly went down to make arrangements: "Upgrade the standard again!"

"hurry up!"

"If that's not enough, take my order and have all five of the big restaurants next door close down and gather all the dishes here!"

"We've booked the entire building!"

Ning Zaifei then waited with a joyful expression.

After Fang Che finished making the arrangements, he took out the Guardian Communication Jade and contacted Ye Meng: "Mengmeng, any news?"

At the Guardian Headquarters.

Ye Meng was beside Dongfang San San, holding a communication jade.

Dongfang Sansan frowned, looked at the communication jade, and said, "You say it like this..."

Night Dream: "..."

The little girl's face turned bright red. Her husband sent her a message, and her uncle was watching and giving instructions on how to reply. The scene looked very strange.

I felt utterly ashamed in my dreams.

Dongfang San San also felt embarrassed.

My great-uncle was instructing his niece-in-law on how to date his nephew...

If this gets out, I, Dongfang Sansan, will lose all my face, which I've had for over 30,000 years!
But in this situation, he has to be in charge.

It really won't work if we don't do the checks.

In an extremely awkward and bizarre atmosphere, Fang Che and Ye Meng's conversation began.

"It's not that fast," Ye Meng complained. "There's still no news. Today I first refined pills, then Soul Condensation Pills. After refining three batches and succeeding in two, the sun was already high in the sky when Master finally told me to take the pill furnace and materials and go with him to see the Earthly Venerable."

“Master has stabilized the Earthly Venerable’s injuries. But now the problem lies in the injury to his core essence. Master has asked a lot of questions…”

He then listed over a dozen of Feng Yunqi's questions and sent them over.

He then said, "However, there is a very mysterious core point in the origin of the Earth Venerable, which severed the connection between the divine consciousness and this place, causing the medicine to be unable to nourish the divine consciousness. Master asked what this is, but the Earth Venerable did not want to answer. However, Master discovered that in this core point, as the twelve hours rotate, some mist is generated every hour, and my master cannot see through this mist. We are currently studying this mist."

"The Eastern strategist hasn't come for several days in a row. Without the Eastern strategist, the Earthly Venerable's interest in chatting drops by at least 90%."

"On the way back, my master also kept thinking about that core point and the fog, believing it to be ghostly energy or a unique aura of the underworld."

“Master is getting a little impatient with the Earthly Venerable. He threw a bunch of medicine over and asked me to refine a Divine Barrier Pill for the Earthly Venerable and try to break through that mist.”

"There's been no progress on other things, and we can't even get on the topic of drugs."

Ye Meng looked very melancholy: "I can't even ask myself."

Fang Che hurriedly replied, "Please don't ask. Wait for my message."

He changed the subject: "Mengmeng, I'll come to Kanke City to see you as soon as I'm done with what I'm doing here."

"Hmph, how annoying."

Ye Meng blushed and ran away.

After saying "Hmph, how annoying!", Dongfang San San wiped the sweat from her face and fled in a panic...

He covered his face, tore through the space, and hurried back to his study.

Sitting in the chair, with his elbows propped on the table, he rubbed his face vigorously with both hands several times.

He finally muttered to himself, "Fang Laoliu, Fang Laoliu, your son is going to ruin me... Look at this wretched old man..."

Meanwhile, Fang Che finished contacting Ye Meng.

Immediately contact Yan Nan: "Vice Chief Cult Leader Yan, I contacted Ye Meng again today, and the details are as follows. I don't know if there are any clues here, but it's clear that there was no mention of poison..."

Then I sent the chat history over.

Yan Nan pinched her nose, looking conflicted.

Damn it, you've sent me your chat history with your wife again.

But you still can't skip this.

Yan Nan, with a dark face and a wrinkled nose, glanced at it quickly.

Then he exclaimed "Huh?" and leaned closer to look at it over and over again.

Then I discovered something: "This Ye Meng... is actually a genius at alchemy? How long has she been an apprentice? She can already refine pills independently, and even Soul-Gathering Pills? Two out of three batches turned out! This probability... is astonishing."

"The Soul Condensing Pill is already considered a high-grade pill."

Yan Nan stroked his chin: "And it can be used to refine Breakthrough Pills? And these are Breakthrough Pills for Earthly Venerables..."

Yan Nan frowned: "Such geniuses are rare even in the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect, especially those specially trained in alchemy."

Alchemy, weapon crafting, and formations have always been three extremely important aspects. However, the direct descendants of the nine great families of the Righteous Sect primarily focus on martial arts.

In fact, it's not just the Sovereign Church; the Guardians are the same.

These three things not only require more talent than martial arts training, but they can also lead to the neglect of martial arts skills!
Therefore, such high-level talents have always been considered strategic assets.

Otherwise, why would Dongfang San San go to such lengths to get Feng Yunqi to refine pills at the Guardian Headquarters? This speaks volumes.

The only one in the righteous sect is Bi Yunyan, a lazy bum who does nothing but study formations in order to avoid practicing martial arts. No one expected that this would be a lucky accident, as he not only became a master of formations, but his martial arts skills also improved by leaps and bounds...

But this is just wishful thinking on the part of a lazy bum; not only is it impossible to popularize, but even the nine vice-leaders admit: it's like trying to squeeze a penis into a closed door, or farting and setting it on fire...

"We actually need to pay more attention to Ye Meng's alchemy skills in the future..."

Yan Nan's nose is a little crooked.

Unexpectedly, the wives Fang Che found were all quite useful... and this one was even discovered by the Guardians.

"How amazing..."

Yan Nan sighed, "Having such a master alchemist by Xiao Han's side isn't bad..."

Then, looking at other things, she smiled.

"As expected, they are young and inexperienced."

"There's information here."

Yan Nan was somewhat excited.

“There is a very mysterious core point in the origin, which severed the connection between the divine consciousness and this place, causing the medicine to be unable to nourish the divine consciousness... In this core point, as the twelve hours rotate, some mist is generated every hour, and my master cannot see through this mist.”

Yan Nan watched this part carefully more than a dozen times.

Then he murmured, "The primordial core, the mist, the twelve-hour cycle... I can't see through the Wind and Cloud Chess..."

He immediately gave the order.

"Call the wild geese northward and the icy snow to come."

"...Lord Yan and Lord Bing have both gone to the wedding banquet..."

"Attending a wedding?"

"Protector Ning's wedding banquet..."

Yan Nan: "Then just call two people from the split squad here."

Not long after.

Zhou Meier and another woman were nervously brought before Yan Nan.

Yan Nan asked the two people their names.

Then he had the two sit down and personally probed the mist within their spiritual senses. He then ordered them to sit to one side.

While he was busy with his own things, he chatted casually with the two women.

Remembering that Zhou Meier was an important subordinate and a highly relied-upon advisor of Yan Beihan, Yan Nan casually tested her with a few words.

Zhou Meier answered fluently.

Then Yan Nan was slightly surprised and asked a few more questions, which Yan Nan answered fluently.

Yan Nan was a little confused: Huh?
So he picked out things that were little known, obscure, not limited to the so-called orthodox religion, nor limited to the guardians and secluded sects, and even some things from hundreds or thousands of years ago, and asked about them all.

He still answered fluently!

Yan Nan became serious and began to ask for insights.

As a result, Zhou Meier habitually broke down each question into steps, explaining each step in detail, and then finally summarized... which was not much different from the facts.

The vast majority of conclusions were the same as those that Yan Nan had in mind.

Some of the conclusions are even more comprehensive than Yan Nan's own.

Yan Nan became completely interested and began asking questions about everything from the geography of mountains and rivers, military deployment, and internal affairs to other matters.

But Zhou Meier never hesitated to answer any question immediately!

Full marks for the answer!

Yan Nan was immediately shocked: I've struck gold! I've really struck gold this time!
I never imagined that a poisoning incident would send me a genius!
Yan Nan had long admired Dongfang San San's ability to handle anything, his exceptional knowledge and memory, and his ability to provide answers to any question.

Having such a secretary by his side has saved Dongfang San San so much trouble!
Yan Nan had always complained that the Weiwo Zhengjiao (Orthodox Sect) lacked talent, but now... a talent had suddenly appeared right under his nose. If it weren't for this poisoning, he wouldn't have known!
I was instantly smitten.

From now on, I will have my own life to live.

"It's a bit of a waste that someone as talented as you is working alongside Xiao Han."

Yan Nan smiled kindly and said, "Come work for me as my secretary, how about it?"

This windfall is so good, Yan Nan thinks it would knock this girl unconscious.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Meier refused without hesitation: "Thank you for your kindness, Vice Master, but Lord Yan Beihan has done me a great favor, and I must stay by his side. I have no other intention."

Yan Nan: "..."

I could only ask, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Meier then recounted her experience and said, "...I hope the Vice Grand Master will forgive me."

Yan Nan snorted, but didn't know what to say, so she simply said, "Let's talk about it later."

Thinking to himself: It seems... I need to work on that girl Xiao Han.

But the thought of having to take her granddaughter away... gave Yan Nan a headache. That girl wasn't someone easy to take away...

We talked for a while.

There was barely a minute left in the hour.

Yan Nan channeled his power to allow Zhou Meier to sense his consciousness...

Sure enough, a moment later, after a full hour, the gray mist in his consciousness had silently increased a little.

If you're not paying attention, you won't even notice that there's more gray fog!

Yan Nan immediately understood.

This is exactly what the Night Dream intelligence described as 'the mysterious core point, which, as the twelve-hour cycle repeats, produces a mist every hour, a mist that my master cannot see through.'

In other words, this is the Ten Thousand Souls Curse!

The mysterious core point in the Earthly Venerable's divine consciousness is the source of the Ten Thousand Souls Curse!
Feng Yunqi had never seen this kind of poison before, and being in his sea of ​​consciousness, he naturally couldn't see through it.

Found it!!

(End of this chapter)