Lord of the night.

Chapter 1476 Yan Nan's Vision [Two chapters combined into one by zwed, with bonus chapters for Cai Cai's Di Tian and other alliance leaders]

"Yes."

Fang Che nodded.

That's admirable!
"Feng Yun has talent."

Yan Nan said, "Well, Feng Yun is the kind of person who is born to worry. If you give him so many things, he will handle them very well, but if you don't give him so many things, he won't focus all his attention on martial arts cultivation. Instead, he will go off and do all sorts of random things on his own."

"If you put this kind of person in the right position, they are called extremely busy."

Yan Nan smiled and said, "But if you let this kind of person idle around, then... he'll be a typical troublemaker that everyone hates! Because he'll not only cause trouble for himself, but also for the people around him."

Fang Che almost burst out laughing.

Thinking about it carefully, it really is true. Feng Yun has this kind of personality; the busier he is and the more things he has to do, the more excited and organized he becomes.

When there's less work, he'll start tormenting himself and his subordinates...

Feng Yun was speechless: "..."

This review is truly...heartbreaking.

Then Yan Nan added, "Dongfang San San is also a person like Feng Yun. However, Dongfang San San's talent is a bit stronger than Feng Yun's, especially in martial arts."

Feng Yun's eyes lit up immediately: being able to compare with the strategist Dongfang, the term "troublemaker" seemed to have become a compliment.

He was immediately delighted and asked curiously, "Is the Eastern strategist's martial arts cultivation also very strong? I've never heard of him making a move before."

"How could I have never heard of it?"

Yan Nan frowned and said, "When Sun Wutian and the others were ambushed in the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits, wasn't it Dongfang San San who personally took action? He suppressed the Wutian Blade Demon with a single palm strike. Haven't you heard of that?"

Feng Yun smiled wryly: "I've heard of it, but I'm quite doubtful about the martial arts skills of the Eastern Strategist."

"I'm quite puzzled too."

Yan Nan said, "That's why I never lay a hand on him."

Feng Yun asked, "Why?"

Yan Nan snorted: "That old bastard Dongfang San San has been hiding this for so long, he must be setting a trap for me! Whoever attacks him will fall into the trap, and if you attack him directly, he can kill as many people as he wants without hesitation! He'll leave me with a huge, unbearable loss that I can't die in peace. Why do you think that is?"

Feng Yun and Fang Che both wanted to laugh, but then nodded at the same time: Dongfang San San really is that kind of person!
And as Yan Nan said, it is definitely a huge pitfall!
"Never directly attack Dongfang San San himself! You'll die!"

Yan Nan warned.

"Yes."

Feng Yun and Fang Che both seriously agreed at the same time.

"Night Demon, please describe the progress of all your work so that Feng Yun can understand the current situation of the sect."

Yan Nan picked up his wine glass and leaned back in his chair.

He put on a relaxed demeanor.

But in my heart, I let out a sigh.

Fang Che began by talking about Dragon God Island. There were some things that Feng Yun already knew and had already told him, but now he had to tell Yan Nan in more detail.

The conversation went all the way to investigating the case, the Divine Weasel Cult... and now the audit!

Feng Yun's expression grew increasingly solemn.

Upon hearing the enormous deficit figure, Feng Yun's face darkened considerably.

He understood: everything the Night Demon was talking about, which sounded like countless things, was actually a single thread!

A crucial line!
Fang Che finished speaking.

Yan Nan said calmly, "Feng Yun, please share your thoughts."

Feng Yun took a deep breath: "Difficult, Yan Zu, very difficult."

Yan Nan squinted as he drank.

"In every aspect, it has penetrated deep into the very marrow of the Sovereign Sect. If we were to eliminate the Divine Weasel Sect, our Sovereign Sect would likely need a complete overhaul from top to bottom. The interests of the nine major families would also be greatly weakened, as would the high-ranking martial artists..."

"The number of dead will be... billions! And even more!"

Feng Yun frowned deeply: "A serious injury, severely damaging his vital energy! Moreover, it could potentially cause turmoil at the level of the Vice Grand Master..."

Yan Nan calmly drank his wine and said indifferently, "Continue."

"It requires great courage, ruthless methods, a compassionate heart, and solid strength!"

Feng Yun unconsciously picked up his wine bowl, pondering as he slowly said, "Pulling them out one by one, following the clues... will take a long time! And now, the Serpent God is about to descend... the final battle of raising Gu on the continent is actually already prepared... this massive internal strife breaking out at this time..."

He took a deep breath, couldn't resist picking up the wine bowl and drinking it all in one gulp, then sighed deeply, "It's really... difficult!"

Yan Nan said, "I asked you to come not because you said it was difficult."

Feng Yun lowered his head and said, "The situation... is too terrible."

"What if it's removed?"

Yan Nan asked.

"After we clear them out, we can learn from the Guardian Continent and copy some of their management experience and strict laws. Over several decades or even a century, we can gradually change the Sovereign Continent."

Feng Yun said, "In the end, there will still be countless corrupt officials on the continent, but they can be kept under control. Just like the Guardian Continent now, there are countless corrupt officials and evil spirits running rampant... But as long as a large-scale killing squad appears for a period of time, it can deter the world for decades!"

"The Guardian Continent is also rife with injustice, rampant power, and class conflict; but they have one major advantage: everything is under control! People can live!"

"And all the injustices of greed, power, and status... are actually the driving force for the vast majority of people to strive."

"In this respect, social stability is far superior to that of the Solipsist Church. The way to maintain stability and appease people's hearts is actually very simple: just keep purging and removing radishes. In addition, the major action is to conduct a life-and-death inspection every few decades to crack down on the whole country; this can smoothly transition through any social crisis."

Feng Yun said, "But our orthodox sect does not currently have such a mechanism."

Yan Nan frowned and pondered for a long time before saying, "No, it will take too long. We don't have that much time to make a smooth transition. If the Serpent God doesn't make a move and the war of gods is far off, then it would be feasible. But right now, it's clearly not possible."

That's why it's said to be difficult.

Feng Yun racked his brains and finally sighed in despair: "Under the premise of preparing for the ultimate Gu-raising war, and under the impending crisis of the Serpent God... there's no way."

Yan Nan said, "Try to think about it from a different perspective."

Feng Yun frowned: "Change direction?"

Yan Nan said, "Think about it this way: if we pursue a peaceful passage and maintain superficial stability now, how much strength will our righteous sect have left after the Serpent God descends and a great battle ensues?"

"If these internal troubles were to erupt again when the righteous sects were already severely weakened, would it be possible to quell them? And would the price we have to pay be less or greater than it is now?"

Yan Nan said leisurely, "For example... if the Serpent God descends and a great battle ensues, and we survive by sheer luck; four out of the ten sect leaders are gone; the fighting force of the Guardian Hall and the War Hall is halved; and the fighting force of all units under the headquarters is collectively halved... This should be a fairly optimistic situation. If, at that time, internal strife breaks out in the Divine Weasel Sect... what are the chances of our righteous sect winning?"

"If that time comes, how likely is it that the Righteous Cult will win against the Guardians in their conquest of the world, especially given the internal strife within the Divine Weasel?"

Yan Nan asked Feng Yun.

Feng Yun felt a chill run down his spine.

"There's no chance of winning! Just being able to protect ourselves and hold our ground is already a stroke of luck!"

Feng Yun's face was covered in sweat.

"If we decide to cut away the rotten flesh now, what are our chances of winning by then?" Yan Nan asked.

"Two to three percent".

Feng Yun let out a long breath.

He got it.

Yan Nan asked, "Do you want 20-30%, or none at all?"

"I want 20-30%!"

Feng Yun made a quick decision.

Faced with two worst possible outcomes, choose the lesser one.

Yan Nan said, "You need to end the younger generation's final Gu-raising as soon as possible, and then take over this matter. After all, Night Demon still needs to go back to the Guardians. This side can only be handled by you!"

“Yes,” Feng Yun said, “but I need permission.”

"In which aspect?" Yan Nan's gaze was sharp.

"All."

Feng Yun said, "Since we need to remove the rotten flesh, we need to add medicine while removing it. Otherwise, people will die from bleeding. Therefore, some reform measures need to be deployed during this stage."

Yan Nan pondered for a moment: "Push the mainland?"

"Let's pilot the meat extraction." Feng Yun nodded.

"Hmm." Yan Nan nodded thoughtfully.

Feng Yun said to Fang Che, "Night Demon, I need your help with this. After you go back, organize all the legal codes and information of the Guardian Continent for me."

"This needs to be done quickly."

"no problem."

"Comprehensive, covering agriculture, industry, commerce, government, military, law, criminal law...every aspect is required."

Feng Yun sighed.

He couldn't help but drink another glass, because he could already see how miserable his future life would be.

We need to delve into this vast database, sort it all out, and then adapt many parts to suit the unique characteristics of the Sovereign Church.

Moreover, it cannot be implemented in isolation; it must be implemented as a whole system to succeed.

Yan Nan coughed and said, "Xiao Han has an absolute talent under his command who can definitely help you in this regard. Her name is Zhou Meier... She can be described as a polymath, a natural-born secretary like Feng Wanshi of the Guardians. But whether Xiao Han will release her or not is secondary; the real issue is whether this girl will remain loyal to Xiao Han and not leave..."

Yan Nan greatly admired Zhou Meier's abilities.

Last time I asked her to tidy up her study, after she finished, she categorized everything, added labels, and even added blank spiritual imprint materials to the labels.

Everything was in perfect order.

Yan Nan only needed to scan with his mental energy to understand everything.

This is such a simple method, yet no one had thought of it before.

All of Yan Nan's office facilities are now arranged according to Zhou Meier's method.

Yan Nan suggested Zhou Meier as her secretary again, but was refused once more...

Yan Nan is now somewhat regretful: How could such a good girl be so disobedient...

Would you be better off as Yan Beihan's secretary than as my secretary? There's hardly anything going on over there. What kind of career prospects are there here?
But it was precisely because of Zhou Meier's unwavering loyalty that Yan Nan admired her even more.

Feng Yun perked up and said, "I don't need to poach talent, I just need to borrow people to help."

Yan Nan was taken aback: Huh? Why didn't I think of this method?
Fang Che secretly rolled his eyes. This grandfather is really something. Not only is he stealing his granddaughter's boyfriend himself, but he's also encouraging others to do the same... What a talent.

Yan Nan was clearly not ashamed.

He then said, "Let's drink, let's drink."

Then, while drinking, Yan Nan listened to Feng Yun and Fang Che discuss each step next. She listened attentively, pondered in her mind, and nodded secretly.

These two little guys are both exceptionally talented.

Feng Yun is a polymath.

Night Demon is actually a polymath as well. However, Night Demon's martial arts skills are outstanding in all other areas.

They disregarded the others.

In comparison, Feng Yun is the most suitable person for management, having considered every detail meticulously. In contrast, Fang Che is more like a self-righteous individual: this guy purely believes in brute force!

Simply put: No matter how convoluted, scheming, or manipulative you are, as long as my cultivation level is high enough, I can crush everything.

A continent is disobedient? Then I'll smash that continent to pieces with one punch.

Yan Nan glanced at Fang Che without showing any emotion.

Fang Che scratched his head and widened his eyes: What's wrong with me?
Yan Nan picked up his wine cup and clearly cursed, "You brute!"

"..."

Fang Che's face was completely blackened.

What did I do to you again? We were having a perfectly good discussion about important matters, and suddenly...

Feng Yun was drinking and almost choked on his laughter.

It all started when Fang Che said, "...In that case, we'll fight our way through, sweep through, hang the corpses, and announce the decree..."

In Feng Yun's view, this method was actually flawless.

But Fang Che always finds this as the final solution to everything...

Yan Nan's scolding of him was entirely justified.

Feng Yun himself wanted to curse, "You bastard!"

The "reckless man" that Vice Chief Leader Yan mentioned was actually... somewhat restrained.

By the time the two finally came to an end, an hour and a half had passed.

As expected of the host, Yan Nan changed the dishes on the table, making sure they were piping hot again.

The dishes were so vibrant they seemed to glow.

"Keep drinking."

Yan Nan said, "It's rare for me to treat you to a meal, so you two have to eat and drink your fill."

Fang Che and Feng Yun exchanged a glance, both sensing something was amiss: Could it be that the conversation hadn't ended yet?
After a few more bowls of wine, Yan Nan smiled and said, "Looking at the long years to come, where do you think the path to survival for our righteous sect lies?"

life?

Fang Che and Feng Yun were both somewhat bewildered.

What do you mean?
"Since the Five Spirit Gu has entered my body, my righteous sect has been facing annihilation at any time."

Yan Nan said, "The Night Demon now has the ability to refine the Five Elemental Gu, so... he can also look further ahead in his future plans."

"If after the war of the gods, everyone dies and the continent is destroyed, then naturally everything will be over."

"But if some of them can survive."

Yan Nan said, "The issue of how these people can make a living is something you two need to consider."

Feng Yun coughed and said, "But as far as I know, Ancestor Yan, you have already made arrangements for this."

Yan Nan said, "That's a backup plan that Dongfang San San knew about. In this respect, life and death are still in the hands of the guardians."

Feng Yun frowned.

"People without thought, he must worry about."

Yan Nan said calmly, "I'll make my point clear to you all. When the Divine War arrives and the Heavenly Centipede God descends, assuming the continent is lucky enough to survive, then one thing is certain: the number of people who die in our righteous sect will far exceed the number of guardians!"

"Especially for the higher-ups of the Sovereign Church, the deaths will be more brutal than imagined."

"We absolutely need to see that during that time period."

"And you need to plan ahead."

"Because of the Five Spirit Gu incident, even if Night Demon has extraordinary abilities, it is impossible for him to refine it for everyone."

Yan Nan said, "Therefore, by then... our righteous sect will be severely weakened, which is a fact that can be seen at a glance right now."

"In that situation, no matter how heavy the casualties of the Guardians are, as long as there are survivors, the number of surviving high-ranking members of the Guardians will definitely be greater than that of the Sovereign Church. At that time, the entire situation on the continent will be reversed instantly!"

"And the Guardians will have a complete advantage at that time!"

"By then, it should be time for Feng Yun to take the helm..."

Yan Nan looked at Feng Yun and said, word by word, "Under the overwhelming power of the Guardian, and facing someone like Dongfang San San, you are responsible for finding a way out for the Weiwo Zhengjiao."

"He who does not plan for the long term is not fit to plan for the short term."

Yan Nan said, "You need to see this point and plan ahead."

Feng Yun frowned.

meditation.

He really hadn't thought of that before.

He felt a sense of admiration; Yan Nan, at the height of the Weiwo Zhengjiao's power, had actually thought of the final outcome of the war.

And they are working hard and preparing.

Feng Yun felt that he had learned a lot from this drinking session.

"In all things, don't just look at what's in front of you. Don't look at the next few steps either; look at the outcome first."

Yan Nan said to Feng Yun, "Look back from the end, and then look forward. When things are at their peak, you must see the signs of decline; when you are alive, you must see what will happen after you are gone."

"Yes."

Feng Yun stood up and said earnestly, "I am deeply grateful for your instruction!"

Yan Nan nodded, and Fang Che said, "You should also think about this carefully and help Feng Yun reduce some of the pressure."

"Yes."

Fang Che agreed.

He had never really considered this issue before, but now he felt he had to.

The path to survival for the Sovereign Church.

Fang Che felt a heavy weight in his heart.

Feng Yun felt a heavy weight in his heart. Yan Nan's drinking party today had given Feng Yun a lot to think about.

There was even a sense of 'handover'.

He could sense that Yan Nan's mindset seemed to have changed.

“Yanzu…”

Feng Yun composed himself and said softly, "Although the Righteous Sect may seem somewhat corrupt now, we cannot focus solely on that corrupt aspect. The majority of the situation is still under control. Moreover, although the Divine Weasel Sect has caused great harm, they only dare to operate in the shadows... From this perspective, they are not on the big picture."

"Night Demon, Xiao Han, and I are young, and there are too many things we can't foresee. In the long run, we will still need you, Ancestor Yan, to take charge... The Divine Weasel and the Spirit Serpent are nothing but clowns and traitors to the sect; they are not worth worrying about. Please, Elder, you must..."

Feng Yun said with some concern.

Yan Nan smiled slightly: "Did you sense my intention to back down?"

"..." Feng Yun dared not utter a sound.

"I do feel old, but I'm not giving up."

Yan Nan said softly, "This incident made me realize that our older generation's management style and way of doing things seem to be a bit outdated or unsuitable for the current situation of the Weiwo Zhengjiao."

"That's why I'm letting you young people make your mark. It's giving you the opportunity to change the world in your own way. But it's not about handing over power to you."

"It's just delegating authority to you."

Yan Nan laughed and said, "Feng Yun, it's too early for you to take on this responsibility now. You'll have to wait a while."

Feng Yun blushed and said, "I would never dare to have such a rebellious thought."

Yan Nan nodded and said, "Your journey has been too smooth, which is not a good thing for you. If you are to gain power in the future, you will need to suffer several major losses at the hands of Dongfang San San and be thoroughly and brutally tempered before you can even talk about the possibility of coveting a high position."

"You should know that 'child prodigy' is a derogatory term, not a compliment, for a leader."

"For such a high position, being shrewd, cunning, resourceful, and strategic are the true compliments."

"Remember that."

"You are an adult capable of handling important matters. Child prodigy, early fame, leader of the younger generation... these are all relative and limited. If you remain immersed in these things... until you die... you will only ever be a child prodigy, a leader of the younger generation!"

Yan Nan gave earnest advice, and when he finally repeated the ten words "young genius, leader of the younger generation," he deliberately emphasized them.

"Yes!"

Yan Nan said, "You two can treat the sect's ultimate path to survival as a long-term test. There's no need to figure it out now. Think about it slowly later and explore feasible methods."

"Yes."

They both agreed.

Yan Nan turned to look at Fang Che: "Is there any news about the poison?"

Upon hearing this, both Fang Che and Feng Yun knew that today's conversation had finally come to an end.

"I haven't seen it yet."

Fang Chedao.

Actually, he already knew that Ye Meng had sent a message in the afternoon, but he didn't report it to Yan Nan immediately. Now that he was being asked, of course he said he hadn't seen it.

In front of Yan Nan and Feng Yun, Fang Che openly took out the Guardian Communication Jade and activated his spiritual power.

All the messages sent from the Guardians appeared above.

Find Night Dream and open it.

"There's been progress, but I don't know if it's effective."

Fang Che then handed over the communication jade.

"...Pfft cough cough..."

Feng Yun coughed, then turned his head away, feeling uncomfortable.

Night Demon, you are truly brave.

You showed your chat history with your wife to the Vice Grand Master... and the Vice Grand Master's granddaughter is in love with you...

Yan Nan's face darkened, and she slapped Fang Che on the back of the head, yelling, "Don't you have a mouth? Read it!"

Fang Che was knocked forward and almost fell headfirst into the soup.

"When my master and I went to see the Earthly Venerable today, the Heavenly Emperor also arrived a while later. The Earthly Venerable was very excited, and the Heavenly Emperor was even more excited. They started arguing with the Earthly Venerable. You didn't see the scene; it was quite a spectacle."

Ye Meng said, "Then I found out that the Earthly Venerable's injury was actually inflicted by the Heavenly Emperor. It was extremely serious, directly damaging his very essence and knocking him back from the half-step forward to the peak of the ninth rank of Saint King... The two of them were really hurling insults at each other..."

Then Ye Meng described to Fang Che the content of their mutual insults, sharing gossip about the two top figures with her husband.

The little girl's thoughts were completely exposed.

"You don't need to read these," Yan Nan coughed, then glared at Fang Che.

"Yes."

Fang Che hurriedly agreed and began to highlight the key points: "When the two were arguing, they mentioned poison, and then my master and I learned that it was because the Heavenly Emperor had reduced the Earthly Venerable's cultivation that the Earthly Venerable's poison had spread to him... This whole thing is really confusing yet seems quite reasonable..."

"poison?"

Feng Yun and Yan Nan's eyes lit up at the same time, and they became interested.

(End of this chapter)