Lord of the night.

Chapter 1499 The Sword Master Passes on the Sword! [Two Chapters Combined]

Fang Che raised an eyebrow and said with a wicked smile, "I'll make you an immortal right now!"

Ye Meng blushed instantly, her face turning bright red, and rolled her eyes: "You're such a pervert!"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Fang Che let out a savage laugh, like a demon: "Little lady..."

afterwards.

Ye Meng, unusually, didn't fall asleep. Instead, she sensed her spiritual cultivation and frowned, saying, "Ache, since you came back, how come I... have improved so quickly?"

"Because I am the greatest medicine." Fang Che chuckled.

"Pah..." Ye Meng snorted.

Fang Che understood, of course, that this was the effect of the food he had given her.

Those rare and precious herbs are all gentle and nourishing ingredients, and they are not the kind that are violently promoted. They are distributed throughout the body and, over time, slowly and continuously increase the body's potential and continuously exert their power. How can they be compared to ordinary medicines?
What's more, I've been watching Ye Meng eat the True Soul Yin Yang Root these past few days, and the girl is happily munching away.

Unaware that with each bite, one's potential and inner strength increase.

Fang Che left her a full two thousand catties, as well as ten bottles of the Golden Jade Elixir of the True Soul Yin Yang Root.

In Fang Che's heart, Ye Meng was different from the other three girls, Yan Bifeng. Ye Meng had suffered too much since childhood, and he wanted to make up for it for her.

The hardships of childhood, the physical deprivation and the exploitation of one's inner strength, are often irreparable throughout life.

However, the Yin-Yang Root of the True Soul is an anomaly. Therefore, Fang Che urged her to eat every day.

Ye Meng nestled her petite body in his arms, resting her head on his chest, feeling the strong beating of his heart below. She felt incredibly safe and happy, and with the peace in her heart, a wave of drowsiness washed over her, and she unknowingly fell asleep.

Fang Che felt the beauty sleeping soundly, and a gentle expression appeared on his face. He did not move her back to the pillow, but let her rest there as she was.

Listening to the rustling of the wind and the rustling of the leaves outside, my heart was filled with tranquility and a rare peace.

He kept his eyes open, not using his cultivation, but simply listening intently.

Listen to the gentle whisper of the wind, the soft murmur of nature.

A gentle smile of pure enjoyment graced his lips.

The next morning, Fang Che fell asleep again in silence.

Xue Changqing was no longer in a hurry.

After returning home last night, Xue Changqing sat alone all night.

When Xue Yizun came out in the morning, he felt that Xue Changqing seemed to have become a different person. He was much more relaxed, his eyes were much more confident, and they were also much sharper and more profound.

It gives people the feeling of complete relief, as if a mountain has been lifted off their shoulders.

This person, who usually gives off a 'steady' vibe, actually had a bit of a 'carefree' air about him today.

On stage, Dongfang San San couldn't help but glance at Xue Changqing's face several times.

Doubt in mind.

What did Fang Che say to him? Why does this kid seem to have had an epiphany?
Could it be that I used too much force?
Dongfang San San thought to herself, "It seems I really need to talk to Xue Changqing about this."

He knew that Fang Che had already enlightened Xue Changqing, but Xue Changqing was acting too relaxed.

Because the word 'carefree' is absolutely not the quality of a leader!
That kind of 'composure' may seem stressful, but when you've maintained that persona for so long and everyone is used to your original self, as a leader of the younger generation, you can't make too many or too abrupt changes!
Because that would shake everyone's confidence!
Therefore, Dongfang San San was pleased that Xue Changqing had come to his senses, but still needed to give him a gentle reminder so that he wouldn't relax too much.

On stage, it's now Yan Xifeng, the chief commander of the Northern Secret Realm War Zone, who will be speaking.

Yan Xifeng walked onto the stage with a smug look on his face and firm steps.

Salute to Dongfang San San and others.

"Our Northern Secret Realm War Zone, after I took office..."

Yan Xifeng gave a detailed explanation, then announced: "...Under my command, the Feng family disciples annihilated a rift in the realm, perfectly unified it, upgraded it, and preserved it. On that day, the smoke of destiny filled the air, and the wind swept through the rugged city..."

Yan Xifeng said.

An old man in the audience was so angry that his stomach swelled up, his face turned red, and his eyes glared like bells!

He almost rushed up and dragged Yan Xifeng down to beat him up!
This Lord Xiao Tianhe was the previous chief commander of the Northern Theater Command, serving for two hundred years, a period that can be described as peaceful and uneventful.

The secret realm has seen millions upon millions of battles, maintaining a record of two hundred years without any incidents.

It can be considered a success in maintaining the status quo.

However, just before his transfer, the Guardian's battleground was wiped out by the enemy, and he was transferred with resentment.

It was a coincidence.

Then Yan Xifeng took office, and Fang Tu went there.

The first battle destroyed the entire territory once again, and the victory was expanded, resulting in direct unification and the upgrading of the secret realm.

This was, of course, thanks to Yan Xifeng.

But here's the problem: Xiao Tianhe lost one after guarding it for two hundred years; Yan Xifeng regained one as soon as he took office!
If Xiao Tianhe had been transferred a year later... no, even half a year later, this credit would have been his!
But the timing was just so unfortunate.

Hearing Yan Xifeng boasting smugly up there, he couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, his face flushed red, "If Fang Tu hadn't gone, what merit would you, Yan Xifeng, have had! Is this yours? Is this yours?!"

Yan Xifeng said smugly, "The facts are all there, how can it not be mine? Everyone, judge for yourselves. Xiao Tianhe guarded it for two hundred years and lost a cave; I, Yan Xifeng, took office for a year and recovered a cave and upgraded it... Old Xiao, I made up for your dereliction of duty with my merits. You don't thank me or treat me to a drink, fine, but you even question me. There is no such logic in this world."

Xiao Tianhe was furious. He stood up abruptly, pointed at Yan Xifeng, and cursed, "Shameless scoundrel! If it weren't for President Fang going to destroy the realm, you, Yan Xifeng..."

The entire venue burst into laughter.

Countless people joined Xiao Tianhe in chanting, "Shameless! Shameless!"

Yan Xifeng stood on the stage, engaging in a heated debate with the assembled experts: "There's nothing I can do about it. I don't have the final say on the mainland's deployment. I don't even know when President Fang will go. But the unification of the Annihilation Realm is under my jurisdiction during my term. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Everyone was speechless.

Yan Xifeng said, "After President Fang arrived, he immediately shouted: 'Guardian Fang Che is here!' He wanted to save face! And the Righteous Sect gave him face... What could we do?"

The crowd erupted in a furious outburst: "Shameless! Get down! Shameless!"

I have to say, that's incredibly shameless.

The story of that battle spread throughout the land. Everyone knew that in the last half hour, Fang Che revealed his identity to minimize casualties, and the other party, knowing it was futile, reluctantly gave him face...

However, in Yan Xifeng's words, it became: After Fang Che arrived, he shouted that the secret realm was unified.

That's the kind of thing to say, it deserves to be struck by lightning!

"I won't force you. I can step down as the chief coordinator at any time. Many of you here are qualified to take over as chief coordinator. Let me make this clear: if you are confident that you can eliminate an entire group and upgrade everything once you take office, I will gladly hand it over!"

Amidst a torrent of insults, Yan Xifeng grew even more smug, single-handedly taking on all the heroes.

Immediately, everyone fell silent.

Who the hell dares to say they're confident? It's not like they're going in to fight themselves...

The overall battle situation within is not determined by the commander-in-chief. It all depends on the individual struggles of each player in the various dungeons...

But precisely because of this, the insults were even more intense: "Shameless! Yan Xifeng! Shameless!"

The sound almost blew all the buildings in the air above the venue away.

Dongfang San San chuckled and patted the table: "Yan Xifeng! Have you finished your report?"

Yan Xifeng: "Ninth Master, the report is not finished yet..."

What's next?

"There's not much left..."

Dongfang San San slammed his hand on the table, then pointed to the audience below and shouted, "Get down!!"

The room erupted in laughter, and everyone slammed their fists on the table, pointing at Yan Xifeng and shouting, "Get down!"

Yan Xifeng was blasted off the stage.

Everyone burst into laughter, even Xiao Tianhe was doubled over with laughter, feeling as if he had finally released a breath he had been holding in for years.

The team led by Xiao Tianhe, many of whom had been holding back their anger for several years, finally vented their frustrations today.

Especially after Yan Xifeng stepped down, he ran up to Xiao Tianhe with a smile and said a few words. Xiao Tianhe was full of emotion, stood up, put his arm around Yan Xifeng's shoulder, patted him hard a few times, and punched him a few times.

The two clasped hands in greeting and then took their seats.

There was no resentment whatsoever.

On the high platform, Dongfang San San looked both amused and exasperated, and shouted, "From now on, reports like Yan Xifeng's are not allowed! Everyone, be serious! What have you ruined for my important meeting!"

He patted the table and laughed, "Meeting recess at noon!"

The morning meeting went exceptionally well, with everyone finding Yan Xifeng's presentation particularly enjoyable and eliciting laughter from the audience.

Originally, the two factions under Xiao Tianhe and Yan Xifeng had been at loggerheads over this matter, but after this incident, they started meeting up in groups to have meals together, discuss it, and then burst into laughter.

The atmosphere was harmonious.

Back in his office, Dongfang San San watched as the smoke from the Guardian's Luck Furnace rose majestically into the sky, now free of impurities, gathering together and beginning to faintly emit a pale purple form. A slight relaxation appeared on his face.

"Just a little bit more..."

Dongfang San San was calculating.

"There will be a few more days... but the later it goes, the harder it will be to increase, it's basically saturated."

He silently calculated in his mind how he could use the speeches of certain individuals to further elevate the atmosphere and strengthen team cohesion.

Dongfang San San never considered things like the need for a serious atmosphere at the meeting.

What he wants most is for the stage and the audience to be united, with everyone working towards the same goal.

But he knew that was impossible. He could only try his best to guide things in that direction; he could create a torrent. Once the torrent was formed, everyone, whether they wanted to or not, would have to run along with it. This was another form of going with the flow!

In a rushing river, mud and sand are always carried along, and Dongfang San San was well aware of this. He never thought of removing all of that mud and sand.

Because, as long as you are in the torrent, you are the power of the torrent.

After some consideration, he reduced the number of speakers from the three major families of Wind, Rain, and Snow from fifteen to six, also shortened the number of speakers from the third-level families, and added more than a dozen speakers from the fourth-level families.

This is unfair to the people of Fengyuxue and the third-level families.

But for the general public and people all over the world, it is the fairest.

'It's all the three major families, Feng Yu and Xue, speaking...tsk, impressive.'

'Besides wind, rain, and snow, it's all people from third-tier families. Well said, they've done so much, hehe…'

Dongfang San San must control such remarks at their source!
They didn't give us any reason or time to appear!

In a guest room at the Guardian Headquarters, Jin Xiao watched the smoke rising in the sky, something that others couldn't see at all, but she could see it clearly.

"so amazing!"

Jin Xiao was quite knowledgeable, but he was still utterly impressed by this operation!
Because she watched it grow stronger and stronger right before her eyes!
What it looks like in the morning changes by noon, and by the afternoon it's even worse...

Jin Xiao couldn't understand how the Guardian's Chief Strategist had managed such a clear change.

If you're talking about a sudden increase in combat power, there's always a reason. Even if it's outrageous, there must be some rare and precious treasures involved.

However, the power of the Qi-Feng Furnace changes every moment!
Her eyes were thoughtful as her divine sense enveloped the entire rugged city, and she discovered something... The atmosphere in the venue was heated, and every bit of luck was constantly gathering.

But the fortune from all directions converged, gathering on the road leading up and down the mountain from Kanke City.

Then, that road seemed to be a mysterious entity that collected fortune, condensing all the invisible forces that gathered there, then rising and exploding, transforming into invisible fortune power, which continuously merged into the fortune furnace, turning into fortune smoke that soared into the sky.

"It's absolutely incredible..."

Jin Xiao probed the underground with his divine sense and found a space that he could not detect.

But this place wasn't there when I explored it yesterday!

It felt vaguely familiar.

It seemed like I had a vague memory of it before...

"What is this? Could it be... that trial world my godfather used to be? Wasn't it later turned into a cemetery...?"

A corner of the distant starry sky.

The little bear danced with joy. An endless stream of power had been flowing into it through the distant stars for the past few days.

Its boundless vitality caused its strength to expand every second.

It conducted an experiment: it stretched out its palm and looked at the black hair on its arm. Then, by staring at it, it could watch as the black hair continuously fell off its arm, fluttered away, and then a layer of fine white down grew out before its eyes.

Then it slowly turned snow-white and translucent, gradually growing back to its original length, then stopped, and then I watched helplessly as the white fur fell off, while the black down continued to grow...

In the past two days, the little bear has changed several times.

polar bear!

Black bear!

polar bear!

Black bear...

The little white tiger stared wide-eyed: "Boss... is this... a polar bear or a black bear?"

"go away!"

The little bear got annoyed: "Stop staring! What are you looking at!?"

The little white tiger looked bewildered: "Boss... I've always called you Boss, Big Brother... but I just realized, why don't you have... you know? Where's your... your little chicken?"

This time, the shedding was done too frequently, and the little bear, in its joy, had already forgotten some things.

As a result, the little white tiger discovered some of the truth.

Snapped!
The white tiger was slapped hundreds of feet away by the enraged bear.

I got up feeling dizzy and confused, but I still couldn't figure it out.

I rushed up the mountain to ask my parents, "...Waaah... (Why doesn't my older brother have any chicks?)"

The White Tiger couple: "...From now on, call me Big Sister!"

in the afternoon.

The little white tiger arrived: "Big sister..."

Snapped!
It flew away with a single slap...

After careful discussion and deliberation, the family of three finally came up with the correct term: "From now on, we'll call you 'Big Brother'! Ignore everything else!"

So the little white tiger tried again: "Boss..."

Sure enough, I wasn't hit.

Extremely frustrated: I've always called him "boss"... Getting beaten up these past two days is just... so unfair.

The little bear sat atop the hill, eagerly awaiting the gifts from its homeland.

His eyes looked somewhat urgent.

"A little more... just a little more... then I can help you..."

His bright, sparkling eyes were fixed intently on the starry sky, and he strained to open his mouth wide, swallowing the power that had crossed the galaxy.

The white fur on its body falls off, turns black, and then turns white again...

The silence changes again and again...

……

After the meeting ended in the afternoon, just as he stepped outside, Feng Di approached Fang Che again: "Let's go for a drink."

Whoosh.

Before Fang Che could refuse, a figure descended from the sky, dressed in white as snow: "Fang Che, come with me, I have something to ask you."

It was Rui Qianshan.

With a whoosh, it soared into the sky, kicking the Wind Emperor as it left, sending him tumbling over: "Get lost!"

The Wind Emperor lay on the ground: "...??"

I just wanted to meet up for drinks, and I can't even get a date?!
I am the Wind Emperor!
Dong Changfeng walked over from afar: "Feng Di? Why are you lying down? Where's Fang Che? Let's get together for a drink."

"No time!"

The Wind Emperor got up with a dark face and ran away.

Dong Changfeng, standing behind him, looked puzzled: "??"

Rui Qianshan directly brought Fang Che into his own domain space.

Fang Che was surprised when he first entered Rui Qianshan's domain space.

This Snow Condensation Sword Master, dressed in white with an aloof and elegant demeanor, actually possessed a domain space filled with lush green mountains and vibrant flowers!

It's so colorful and vibrant, it's like a big garden!
"cough!"

Rui Qianshan said aloofly, "My wife made me set it up this way after I got married, there's nothing to be surprised about."

I'm not making a fuss about it...

Then Rui Qianshan pulled a book out of his pocket: "This is my life's work of swordsmanship! Read it now, and tell me what you've learned!"

Fang Che: "??"

Don't you have an apprentice? Why are you giving him to me?
"Where is Ding Ziran?" Fang Che couldn't help but ask.

"Xiao Ding... went undercover in the Night Demon Cult."

Rui Qianshan sighed, deep worry in his eyes: "It's been so long since there's been any movement... I guess... sigh, given Night Demon's murderous temper..."

Fang Che lowered his head and remained silent.

I must say, you did a really good job keeping this a secret; you just blurted it out in one go.

Regardless of whether Ding Ziran is dead or not, you really can't say this so obviously to anyone, okay?
Rui Qianshan, dressed in white as snow, slowly walked to the edge of the flower bushes.

I picked a flower.

His gaze was icy as he looked at the petals, and he said calmly, "In my opinion, the Night Demon of the Righteous Sect will be the Guardians' greatest enemy in the future! His destructive power will definitely not be less than Duan Xiyang's! There must be someone here who can restrain him!"

"Even if Xiao Ding were still alive, he would still be far from being able to contend with the Night Demon."

Rui Qianshan sighed and said softly, "If I were to take action myself, the Night Demon would only be a matter of one sword strike. But firstly, I wouldn't be able to find him, and secondly, it would be too embarrassing..."

"Fang Che, in the future... among the younger generation, you are probably the only one who can withstand Night Demon."

Fang Che coughed and said, "I have some experience dealing with Night Demons."

Rui Qianshan smiled and said, "Quickly look at the sword manual."

Then, the white-clad figure flashed and disappeared into some unknown part of the realm.

Fang Che had absolutely no chance to refuse.

He had no choice but to open the sword manual and study it carefully.

Then I became completely absorbed in it.

It has to be said that Fang Che had long coveted Rui Qianshan's swordsmanship. From the time he only had a seed of sword intent that allowed him to comprehend the Great Sun Sword, it had truly played a significant role in countless life-or-death situations.

With the Great Sun Sword as a foundation, even if he uses other sword techniques of Rui Qianshan, no one will care: he already knows them!

Fang Che pondered and memorized.

Then I realized something: Rui Qianshan's sword was different from Fang Laoliu's sword and Bai Jing's sword.

Bai Jing is a sword of icy coldness, its path fraught with ferocity and unpredictability. It aims directly at slaughtering all living beings. With a single strike, it can annihilate the entire world.

Fang Laoliu's sword is a king's sword, and it moves with momentum. Moreover, there is a touch of eccentricity mixed in with the king's aura. He will suddenly strike you unexpectedly, just like a very serious person who will suddenly do something wicked.

Rui Qianshan's sword can be summed up in one word: Dangerous!

Extremely dangerous! Extremely sharp!
The sword is drawn to take a life.

However, this kind of sword can be called 'fierce', but not 'violent'!
There was no hysterical ferocity.

After studying this sword technique, Fang Che finally understood why the Sword Master had such a distinct personality... cough, yet always gave people the feeling of being 'unsmiling and cold like a steep snow mountain'.

Because this is the feeling that comes from wielding this sword.

Therefore, when Rui Qianshan occasionally does something foolish, no one notices.

Furthermore, he rarely acts obsequiously in front of people of lower status than himself...

Over time, that's how the icy coldness came about...

An hour later, Fang Che had read it five times from beginning to end.

A figure flashed by.

Rui Qianshan returned: "How did it go? Did you remember it?"

"remember."

brush.

Rui Qianshan took the sword manual and said, "Let the exam begin."

Then they went straight to asking questions.

Fang Che answered fluently.

Rui Qianshan nodded in satisfaction, put away the sword technique, and said, "Come on, let me practice it once first, and you can see."

He moved extremely slowly.

He demonstrated his swordsmanship, explaining, "Pay attention to your footwork. I'm not wearing shoes, so you need to pay attention to the direction of the pressure points on my five toes... For this move, pay attention to the changes in your waist. For this sword strike, pay attention... Your mental focus must keep up, your sword technique must be... The sword energy in your heart must surge..."

He demonstrated it carefully once, then said, "I have three sword techniques in total, and this is the most powerful one; when all three are used together, they can produce over a million variations... This is one of them. Once you learn this one, I'll teach you the others..."

"It must be sharp! It must be aloof! It must have that feeling of loneliness and isolation at the top!"

"With a single sword strike, it shines upon the world like the bright moon in the moon palace. Cold and aloof, it covers the mountains and rivers before people can even react, completing its mission of illuminating the world."

Rui Qianshan's teaching was extremely dedicated.

Therefore, Fang Che learned exceptionally quickly.

Fang Che practiced his swordplay for the first time, while Rui Qianshan stood by with a cold face, holding her sword and watching, ready to find fault.

A strict teacher produces a good disciple.

Rui Qianshan felt that even if he was very satisfied, he still had to find fault with this guy and give him a good beating.

But then, with a contorted expression, he realized: Holy crap, this is perfect? ​​There's only a tiny flaw... and this is only the first take!

Forget it, if it's like this again the second time, I'll...

So he watched Fang Che practice for the second time.

Then I rubbed my eyes... even the minor flaws from the first time were gone, it was completely standardized.

Rui Qianshan stared intently, his face dark.

result……

In the third and later moves... Fang Che unleashed his sword energy!

Rui Qianshan was surprised to find that he could now teach a second set of sword techniques.

This first set, he'll just have to get used to it in battle and gradually become proficient...

He, the one holding the sword and acting as the master, actually stood there dumbfounded for an hour without saying a word.

That completes the task.

Teaching apprentices is so easy!

"Damn it..." Master Jian, utterly frustrated at failing to maintain his dignity as a teacher, couldn't help but curse inwardly, "How could such a monster be born...? Was he born with a sword in his hand...?"

(End of this chapter)