Lord of the night.

Chapter 1500 God! Alive! [Three-in-One]

Two more hours later.

Sword Master threw Fang Che out with a frustrated expression: "Get lost!"

They ruthlessly drove away this newly appointed successor.

Then he stays in his own space and sulks.

Why wasn't I this fast when I learned swordsmanship back then? Although Fang Che is now a Saint Venerable with a solid foundation, and should be able to learn anything quickly, it shouldn't be this fast, right?
Fang Che returned to his small courtyard.

Ye Meng was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

The sword energy is dazzling, the white-clad beauty has a slender figure, and every sword strike is a beautiful picture.

Fang Che stood at the doorway with a smile, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Finally, Ye Meng finished her training, withdrew her sword energy, and ran over with a happy expression: "You're back."

"Ah."

Fang Che said, "I want to use your communication jade to contact my uncle."

Out of caution, Dongfang San San and Fang Che never communicated with each other.

"it is good."

Once inside the room, Fang Che sent a message to Dongfang San San: "Uncle, this is A Che. There's something I'd like to ask you."

Dongfang San San said, "Alright. It's not good for you to come here so often; it would be bad if we got caught. I'll go to your place instead."

The Guardian Headquarters is now filled with experts, and Fang Che's cultivation is not yet at its peak. If it is discovered that he has been secretly plotting with the Eastern Strategist several times, it will really be a case of making trouble out of nothing.

If Dongfang San San's cultivation level were concealed, no one would be able to detect it...

"What is it?" Dongfang San San was enjoying Fang Che using the Boundless True Scripture to promote the flow of energy through his meridians.

This is my third time visiting the City of Trials and Tribulations.

Dongfang Sansan clearly felt that it was very useful.

Fang Che took the initiative to request a meeting, which was the main reason: to run the errand for his uncle as many times as possible. Anyway... there's no harm in it.

"Lord Jian summoned me today..."

After Fang Che recounted the events, he said, "So I kept thinking... about all the resources I have, and the role of my cultivation and spiritual energy..."

"I wanted to offer Lord Jian some benefits, but I couldn't make up my mind... So... I'm a little uneasy about just keeping it in my hands like this."

Dongfang San San finally understood what Fang Che meant, and a relieved smile appeared on her face, but her words were resolute: "No way!"

Fang Che sighed.

In fact, he had guessed that Dongfang San San would disagree.

But deep down I felt that if the Boundless True Scripture were used to give benefits to Xue Fuxiao, Xue Wu and other seniors, the guardians' combat power would surely be improved.

And I have so many treasures on me...

If I keep hiding it like this, I will definitely feel guilty.

"There's absolutely no need to feel guilty."

Dongfang San San said, "I know what you mean. But... everything is for the greater good, everything is for safety."

"Everyone has their own secrets, and everyone has their own unique skills. Logically speaking, everyone can increase the fighting power of others."

Dongfang San San smiled: "For example, seniors like Xue Wu, in theory, could open up the meridians of every young martial artist in a very short time, allowing them to become experts overnight... That would also improve the strength of the continent, but why don't they do it?"

Dongfang San San said softly, "Tell me, why?"

Fang Che blushed and smiled wryly, "Uncle, please don't scold me. I was just saying."

"That won't work either. Saying it like that proves you've thought about it yourself. And that way of thinking is wrong."

Dongfang San San said gently, "I am very pleased that you are kind-hearted. But you must remember that everyone's growth depends on themselves or on opportunities, but opportunities are earned through hard work. For example, if Rui Qianshan hadn't been ambitious enough to teach you swordsmanship, he wouldn't have taught you."

"Giving him some benefits from your perspective is certainly reasonable, but you should consider what he might say... Once he lets something slip, it's not just a matter of putting yourself in a deadly situation; you also have to consider whether he'll sell out everyone else and wipe out the entire continent?"

"Stop thinking that! Don't mention it again!"

Dongfang San San said, "Currently, the four guardians who can enjoy the same treatment as you are me, Xue Fuxiao, Feng Yunqi, Ye Meng, and your father, making it five people in total."

"There are no plans to expand!"

“If anyone finds out someday, I will tell you immediately and add you to this list. Until I tell you, even if you feel selfish, you can only be selfish to the end.”

Dongfang San San said softly, "Archer, it's impossible for people not to be selfish. You are just a guardian carrying out a guardian's mission, not a savior. Although we all have a common goal, we each have our own personality and destiny."

"Yes, I will follow your teachings, Uncle."

Fang Che also gave up the idea.

Dongfang San San was indeed warmed by Fang Che's thoughts. He was truly gratified and admired him even more. But liking and admiring was one thing; practical matters still required guidance. Human affairs... sometimes couldn't be purely benevolent.

He began to wholeheartedly enjoy his nephew's efforts to help him; now, Old Deng has gone from feeling embarrassed to feeling somewhat embarrassed, and now he's completely smitten...

Feeling the subtle changes in her meridians, Dongfang San San said softly, "You tried it on your father, how many times did it not work?"

Fang Che considered it for a moment and said, "It's about ten or so times, but it's not without effect. It's just that the effect is not great after a while, but after a period of time, when my cultivation improves or my father's cultivation improves, it will be effective again when I run it again... So in my understanding, as long as I keep improving, it can always be effective."

Dongfang San nodded: "Not bad."

Then he mentally calculated Fang Lao Liu's current combat strength. Lao Liu was already close to the half-step cultivation level before, but now that he has recovered and been strengthened, with Fang Che as his son providing him with good things every day, he should have broken through to the half-step level long ago... Now he is probably close to the first step, or even higher...

But the sixth brother's personality...

So he asked, "What level is your father at now? Has he told you?"

Fang Che recalled for a moment and said, "When we met this time, he told me that he had just broken through to the half-step cultivation level..."

Dongfang San San's lips twitched subtly as she said, "Your father is an honest man."

I couldn't help but sigh: He's so honest, even keeping it from his own son.

Originally, Dongfang San was not sure, but after Fang Che said that, he immediately became certain: Fang Yunzheng, that sixth brother, has definitely taken the plunge!
And they've taken quite a few steps.

Because he was telling himself: I'm about to take half a step.

He wasn't hiding it from Fang Che, but rather he was guarding against me...

Dongfang San San understood, but her expression remained unchanged: "Even if your father's cultivation level is high, it won't be of much use... Let's not talk about it. Just be careful and don't do good deeds recklessly... How's your spiritual sense?"

"My consciousness is now... like a level lake, without a ripple."

Fang Che sensed his spiritual space and found that the effects of two consecutive days of silent sleep were significant.

The overflowing, roaring sound was gone; it was like a calm lake, the water level roughly equal to the dam. But beneath the surface, a spring was still gushing forth…

Dongfang Sansan frowned and said, "This won't do. You have too many opportunities and they're too heavy on your shoulders. You must continue to cultivate your divine sense. Put your cultivation level aside for now. You must raise the sense of the dam of your sea of ​​divine sense to a certain distance from the water's surface before you can succeed."

"After you finish speaking tomorrow afternoon, use your full spiritual power to take a walk around the Guardian Headquarters along the route I've marked for you. You don't need to attend any subsequent meetings."

Dongfang San San successfully diverted Fang Che's attention and assigned him a new task.

To avoid this guy telling his dad and letting Fang Laoliu know that he had been exposed.

Then, he transmitted his voice in a deep voice, "Fang Che, it's not that I don't believe in humanity, nor that I don't believe in my brothers. On the contrary, many people are absolutely trustworthy. But in this matter, I only completely trust you and me!"

"Even Xue Fuxiao knew at the time because you and I needed someone to run errands between us."

"The reason Ye Meng knew was because the arrangement for guarding the main hall was too hasty. The reason Fang Yunzheng knew was because he was your father and needed a high-level information channel other than Ye Meng. The reason Feng Yunqi knew was because he could no longer stay outside Kanke City, and he was the first person chosen by the gods."

"But let me make this clear: even though there are six of us in total, including you and me, the only people I can truly trust are you and me!"

“I know that quite a few people in the righteous sect know everything, but… I must say that in terms of foresight, your uncle has to boast a little, but he can’t compare to me. If he had seen you would end up like this from the beginning, I guarantee he wouldn’t have told Chen Gubai and the others! The only person he could have told was Duan Xiyang, just like I told Xue Fuxiao, but unfortunately he couldn’t see it. So now, Yan Nan regrets it. Because the scope of the secrecy was too broad.”

“But I saw it.”

"Because throughout history, you are the only one whose innate wisdom has been awakened!"

"You might mention Bi Changhong, but even if Bi Changhong was indeed Bi Tu in his past life, he didn't have the Five Elemental Gu in his body! Moreover, his cultivation and combat power didn't completely surpass his past life. You... understand what I mean?"

Fang Che stiffened: "I understand."

"The scope of secrecy over Yannan isn't that important to me. Because no matter what goes wrong there, I've already prepared more than ten contingency plans to deal with it. I won't let his mistakes extend here!"

"The matter of Yunlan River was all due to my indulgence. If I had wanted to resolve it, such a thing would not have happened. But you need to die once to put Yan Nan and the Weiwo Zhengjiao at ease."

Dongfang San San's gaze was fixed on Fang Che's face, extremely deep, and she said in a deep voice, "You must understand, comprehend, and put into practice the meaning of these few paragraphs I have said."

Then Dongfang San San vanished in a flash.

Fang Che sat silently in the room, not moving for a long time.

After a long while, he let out a soft sigh.

Regardless of anything else, he genuinely wanted to give Rui Qianshan some benefits, such as the Perfect Style or the Boundless True Scripture Massage...

But it really won't work!

Dongfang San San cut off all his reasons.

A very clean and decisive slash!
"What a pity, Lord Sword... It's not that I'm unwilling..."

(I really didn't want to write this part, but there have been too many arguments about it. People say the protagonist is selfish and only knows how to accept favors from others without making use of his own abilities... I'm truly helpless, so I have to write it out completely.)
The next morning.

Fang Che, as usual, vanished into oblivion.

In the afternoon, the first two to speak were Yu Haoran and Feng Congrong. After they finished their reports, it was Fang Che's turn.

"Next to give a report is our Guardian Continent's Life and Death Patrol Envoy, Captain of the Life and Death Patrol Team, Lord Fang!"

With these words.

The already highly focused attention of everyone in the venue became even more concentrated.

Even in many people's eyes, a glimmer of hope appeared.

Fang Tu's performance report!
These two words carry an inexplicable, overwhelming murderous aura.

The killing spree raged across the entire continent, with heads rolling and blood flowing like rivers. Because of Fang Tu's actions, the population of the entire continent decreased by nearly one percent...

This murderer, it's finally time to tally up how many people he's killed.

Everyone immediately became interested.

Fang Che steadily rose to power.

First, he bowed to the audience on stage, then turned around and bowed again to the audience.

He was tall and handsome, with a dashing and elegant bearing.

His face was handsome, as if perfectly sculpted.

His gaze was deep, as if piercing through the void.

Deep and still, towering and majestic!

"Greetings, senior Guardians. I am Fang Che."

Fang Che was different from the previous people when he went on stage; he immediately produced a stack of manuscripts.

With a stern face, meticulous and methodical.

Although he didn't participate in most of the work, Lao Sun did it with his back on his shoulders, so the greatest credit naturally belongs to him.

Fang Che was completely confused about what exactly he had done. It was impossible for him to write without a script, especially since Xue had written the script slowly.

The polishing is done by Dongfang San San.

Fang Che took the stage and said only one word: Read!

"Adhering to the headquarters' philosophy and following its instructions, our department conducted the first phase of the life-and-death patrol across the entire Guardian Continent from [year] to [year], and concluded the first phase of the patrol!"

The opening remarks sent a chill down everyone's spine: Episode 1?
What do these three words mean?
"Before and after, we beheaded those who break the law, commit crimes, embezzle public funds, and disregard human life..."

Fang Che's voice was like the biting wind of the coldest winter, carrying a chill to the bone: "...In total, four hundred and seventy-six million, eight hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and forty-three people!"

"Impossible! How can there be so little!"

Someone cried out in disbelief.

Fang Che's eyelids didn't move as he continued reading: "Slaughtered: Over 1.63 million followers of the righteous sects; eradicated 3,690 Jianghu gangs that plagued the world... slaughtered 56.7 million Jianghu martial artists who plagued the world... cleansed up several corrupted level nine families, several level eight families, and several level seven families of the Guardian Continent... In total, slaughtered..."

After reading out each number one by one.

Fang Che closed the manuscript, looked up, and said calmly, "Here I want to clarify one thing: regarding the pursuit and subsequent reckoning against me, those who died during the entire process... were not killed under the jurisdiction of the life-and-death patrol, and will not be recorded in my records!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people blushed and lowered their heads.

Especially Chu Yijiu and Jin Wushang...

"Within the normal scope of the law, criminals who have been legally imprisoned before the life-and-death inspection are not subject to the life-and-death inspection's duties and will not be recorded in my records!"

Those who died in feuds between gangs or infighting among powerful families... will not be included!

Fang Che finished speaking in a few curt, unyielding words.

The audience was silent.

There are still nearly 500 million yuan if none of these are entered?
For a moment, everyone felt a bit thirsty.

"The continent of the Guardians has been peaceful for too long. However, the morals of the various families have declined, and corruption has become the prevailing trend!"

Fang Che opened the manuscript and continued reading. The first sentence was like a blow to the head of everyone!
Make it sound so serious!

Everyone stared wide-eyed.

As he chanted, a chilling killing intent began to emanate from Fang Che.

"The bloodshed of high-ranking martial artists, the battles on the frontier, the sacrifices in the secret realms... are too distant for the general public, or rather, for most of the guardian martial arts families living in the inland areas. They have become distant legends! They are even disdained. Traditions have been lost, morality has declined, people are arrogant and their behavior is eccentric; the so-called awe has vanished."

"On the contrary, the sacrifices of our own ancestors and the merits of our own ancestors are enshrined on a high pedestal, used as a talisman or a means to commit evil deeds!..."

Fang Che's voice grew increasingly icy: "Battles are only for the pursuit of power and profit, heroes have become distant legends, and everyone is scheming and plotting, only to take more and more! But they never forget the sacrifices of their ancestors, and whenever there is criticism, they say that my ancestors shed blood and made contributions for the continent! I believe that the Guardian Continent has reached a point where it must be reformed! Otherwise, if this continues, why would the Guardian Continent need our righteous sect to conquer it? It is already enraged by the heavens and the people, and the people are living in misery!"

"...For many families and martial artists, not killing them is not enough to appease public anger! Not killing them is not enough to uphold justice! Not killing them is not enough to rectify social customs! Not killing them is not enough to put people's hearts at ease!"

Fang Che put away the manuscript, raised his head, and looked sharply at all the high-level guardians below the stage.

He said, word by word, "You are all seniors, each of you has risked your life in countless battles, sacrificing yourselves for the continent. But, is your fighting so that your children and grandchildren may commit evil?"

"Did you sacrifice yourselves so that your children and grandchildren could oppress the people and trample on innocent civilians?"

"Is your sacrifice so that your children and grandchildren can commit heinous crimes and still use your achievements to save their lives?" "If so, we wouldn't mind showing no mercy to such a family of ancestors!"

"The first wave of life-and-death inspections has passed. But undeniably, there are still too many who slipped through the net, and I'll be blunt: these who slipped through the net are all descendants of one of the people present here!"

"The crimes have been investigated, but in view of the reputation and contributions of our predecessors, we reported to headquarters. Headquarters gave a recommendation for leniency, and our Life and Death Squad can only comply."

Everyone below stared blankly, some even exchanging bewildered glances: Is this yours? Is this mine?
"Seniors, there's no need for whispering or doubt! While I can't say every family has experienced such incidents, I'd say without hesitation that at least half of the families represented here could be wiped out!"

"You are all high-level martial artists, and you are all reasonable people. Whether my words are false or exaggerated, you can find out when you go home! After all, the divine sense power of everyone here can monitor at least a hundred miles away, and you can see what they have done with a single glance!"

"As for seniors who possess righteous spirit, can't they sense whether there are sins within their own families? There's no need for interrogation; just stand at their doorstep, and it will be clear!"

"I admire and respect the merits and dedication of our predecessors who have guarded the border for many years! But, our predecessors, after you have guarded the border well, you should also take care of your own home."

"If one were to guard the borders of the mainland for thousands of years, devoting oneself to the cause and shedding blood, only to die with a lasting infamy in the mouths of the mainland people, how worthless! How unwilling! How unfortunate! How ironic!"

"The first wave of the life-and-death inspection across the continent is complete! Once you're all home, you'll naturally understand which families have been spared and which have received lenient punishments! And all of this is thanks to your merits!"

"In our life-and-death patrol, out of respect for the achievements of our predecessors, we can only temporarily overlook the innocent souls of those weeping and wailing!"

"But, can your merits protect the first wave of life-and-death inspections, the second wave, and the third wave? How many more times will your merits and reputation last for your families?"

Below, countless guardian predecessors were covered in cold sweat.

Those who haven't been home for decades, centuries, or even hundreds of years are especially stunned.

What they cared about was not the life-and-death patrol, but what Fang Che said: If one were to guard the borders of the mainland for thousands of years, devoting oneself to the cause and shedding blood, and still die with a name that would be cursed for eternity by the people of the mainland!
A lifetime of hard work and struggle, yet a clear conscience and a life of integrity!

For what?
If you are implicated by your family and descendants, you will be condemned throughout the entire continent even after death: "This is the ancestor of so-and-so who disregarded human life. It is because of some merit he performed that the people of this half-city cannot survive..."

Just thinking about it makes my heart feel like it's about to break.

If that were really the case, even after death, they would be so angry that they would jump around in their coffins!

“I understand you all very well. As you get older, there aren’t many familiar faces in your families anymore. Many of our elders have been away from home for years, or simply don’t want to go home. But… many of you elders still have your merits used to commit crimes in your hometowns… This is something we have to address.”

Many people came directly from their respective towns to attend this meeting.

Many people who heard Fang Che's words felt a deep sense of emotion: indeed, that's true.

His face was filled with mixed emotions.

This group of people weren't the patriarchs who had nurtured and expanded their families; they were all veterans who had spent years guarding and fighting on the frontier. They rarely went home, and each time they did, they felt even more estranged. Gradually, they truly didn't want to go back.

Moreover, they all felt that family affairs were too tedious and shared a common feeling of 'unwillingness to put in the effort,' so they were increasingly reluctant to go back. Because going back meant nothing more than being treated like a memorial tablet and having to give gifts to the children; there seemed to be nothing else to do. They couldn't even find someone to drink and talk with. It was better to return to the icy, snowy town where at least they had old brothers who understood them…

The less they want to go back, the less willing they are to return. Many people would rather sleep at the Guardian Headquarters than go back to their own families.

And since the family members are far from the emperor's reach... naturally...

"Fang Tu is right..."

Many people felt a deep sense of melancholy.

"This is to inform you all."

Fang Che's voice was cold and stern: "The Life and Death Patrol Team has submitted an application to the Guardian Headquarters to launch a second wave of life and death patrols across the continent within two years! And the headquarters has already approved it!"

"As for the second wave of life-and-death inspections, those who were treated leniently in the previous rounds because of your merits will be dealt with ruthlessly this time!"

"You all have a place in the shrine of meritorious officials on the mainland! But, those descendants who are like jackals and wolves, none will be spared by the blade!"

"As the captain of the life-and-death patrol team, I would like to raise this issue with the Guardian Headquarters: The meritorious officials of the continent should be granted blessings for generations to come, based on their achievements. This should ideally be enshrined in the law and proclaimed throughout the world. We cannot allow generations to live on the merits of their ancestors alone!"

"Can the unparalleled achievements of our ancestors atone for the sins committed by our family in a particular region over thousands of years?!"

"We hope headquarters will consider this!"

Fang Che rolled up the manuscript in his hand, put his hands behind his back, and said, "My report is finished!"

There was silence below.

Everyone stared blankly, their heads and bodies covered in cold sweat.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Dongfang San San clapped softly.

Thunderous applause erupted immediately.

As everyone sweated and clapped, they wondered: Was my family among the families that Fang Tu mentioned were spared because of their merits?
This is a question that countless veteran guardians are asking themselves.

I was truly terrified!
They strongly agreed with what Fang Che said: "I risked my life to protect the people of the mainland, while my descendants were busy harming them from behind... What is the point of my achievements at the front?"
"It seems I really have to go home and visit."

This thought arose in the minds of countless people.

First row ahead.

A man with a full head of white hair raised his hand: "Ninth Master, I'd like to say a few words."

It was Chu Yijiu.

"permit."

The Eastern Three Paths.

Chu Yiran stood up, went up on the stage, faced the crowd, gave a wry smile, and said, "Everyone should recognize me, Chu Yiran. Even those who didn't know me before... have come to know me through the events of the past two years."

This statement was originally intended to be somewhat amusing.

But at this moment, no one can laugh.

Because what happened in Chu Yijiu's family might have happened in their own family as well.

It just depends on how serious the situation is.

"I am ashamed. What Mr. Fang said earlier is correct. Everyone has heard about what happened to our Chu family, so I will not say more about it here."

Chu Yiran looked sorrowful and said, "I used to be just like you all, wholeheartedly guarding the iceberg. I finally returned to the Guardian Headquarters with great excitement, only to find that the sky had fallen."

There was silence below.

Jin Wushang, Luo Lutu, Pan Junyi, and Meng Zhengyi all sighed sadly and lowered their heads.

No one understood this better than those four: when you turn around excitedly, the sky falls!

That's exactly how it feels!

"So, I've come to understand one thing: the merits we've earned are the result of our efforts; the preferential treatment our descendants receive as a result is also something we've earned. But... when our descendants use our name to commit evil deeds... that's also something we've earned!"

Chu's eyes were still red, and her voice was a little hoarse: "I have a clear conscience. Yes, that's how I used to describe myself before. Every time I thought about my achievements, I even felt proud and awesome! But now, every time I think about my family's affairs, I feel ashamed."

"And this kind of shame cannot be covered up no matter how many merits one makes."

"If your grandson or great-grandson does something utterly shameful, can your grandfather just wipe it off by doing a good deed? Brothers, that's impossible."

"So I think that if you all have a way to sever ties with your families, then let your children and grandchildren make their own way in the world; if you can't sever these blood ties, then take better care of your own families. We have made great contributions, that's a fact. But these merits have become a weapon to force headquarters to make concessions, even Ninth Master has to make concessions based on our merits."

"We forced this concession! But did we force it? Did we force it ourselves? Did we want to force it? But it's no use saying all this, because our descendants have already done all the bad things."

"They've committed heinous acts, but we can't ignore their past contributions. Headquarters is in a difficult position too! What should we do? Ignore our old comrade's achievements and wipe out his family? Or reward them according to their merits and let innocent civilians die in vain?"

"What to do next is a difficult problem, and I can't figure it out either. I can only trouble Ninth Master and headquarters to rack their brains, but I feel that things can't go on like this."

"What use is one's own body?"

"Go home and visit your families more often."

Chu Yijiu said earnestly, "Take care of it yourself. To be honest, although I can't bring myself to do it, it's better than being exposed and having my reputation ruined by shame."

Immediately, a chorus of heartfelt agreement erupted from below: "Old Chu is right!"

Countless people feel this way.

The meeting that afternoon was truly nerve-wracking.

Fang Tu's murderous aura swept across the entire venue without restraint.

We've all been through thick and thin, so of course we're not afraid of this bit of killing intent. But this also shows something: there are indeed many who have slipped through the net!
Fang Tu was clearly dissatisfied: he hadn't succeeded in killing him!
Every word Fang Tu spoke was barbed and pointed, yet somehow it left everyone speechless.

In fact, everyone understood perfectly well: Did you see Jin Wushang and the other four? If this were allowed to continue, when the second life-and-death inspection began, Jin Wushang and the others today would be a reflection of what they would be like tomorrow!

Your descendants will absolutely make you stand naked on the city wall pushing a millstone!

He showed his face, making the whole continent lose face!

So at this moment, I have truly made up my mind.

At the same time, as news from the meeting continued to be sent out, Fang Che's report also reached the entire continent.

That cold and sharp job report.

That chilling killing intent seemed to have spread throughout the entire continent.

Originally, the entire continent was waiting for Fang Tu to report on his duties.

When these words were uttered, the entire continent fell silent.

Everyone sat quietly, their eyes shining, listening to Mr. Fang's speech.

These words truly resonated with the general public.

'Are you fighting so that your children and grandchildren will commit evil?'

'How many more times will your family be able to use your achievements and your reputation?'

"..."

Every word they said resonated with the public.

Like a cool, clear spring flowing through my heart, it invigorates me and makes my eyes shine.

They listened quietly.

This information comes from higher-ups.

This is President Fang's speech at the meeting of all senior guardians, a direct address to Master Jiu!

This will inevitably cause a stir. That's something everyone can imagine.

Such upheaval will inevitably benefit the lower strata of society!

Countless people, upon hearing that chilling voice, couldn't help but sob silently, their eyes brimming with tears.

I had a vague feeling that the dark sky above my head had been torn open, and a fresh breeze was blowing in!

The clouds and mist slowly dispersed, and a red sun hung in the sky.

Illuminating the mountains and rivers.

Even long after Fang Che finished speaking, many people remained seated, savoring the memory. Those cold, sharp words, filled with a murderous aura, were, in fact, the greatest warmth one could offer to humanity.

Then, cheers suddenly erupted all over the continent!

Because even if only a small part of what President Fang said is actually implemented after going through all the levels from top to bottom, it would still be a great blessing for the people of the world!
"protector!"

"Mr. Fang!"

"Long live!"

"..."

At this moment, the entire mainland was in an uproar!

The fervent public opinion soared to the heavens, and the feelings of hundreds of millions of people who are the guardians of the mainland were more intense than ever before!
Soaring into the sky, it seemed to lift the sky even higher.

Guardian Headquarters.

Before Jin Xiao’s incredulous eyes, the guardian’s luck suddenly surged at a frenzied speed!

Intensify!

Soaring into the sky!

Amidst the smoke of fortune, the purple fortune invisible to ordinary people exploded and burst forth like fireworks, surging out in a continuous frenzy!

Increase by one-fifth...one-third, double!
It's still increasing!

Rapidly increasing!

In the distant starry sky, a plume of smoke carrying purple aura came from the east, vast and mighty, descending from the heavens!

The little bear shouted with ecstasy, "It's done! I'm alive!"

The little white tiger pondered to itself: "Hmph, you should shout 'I'm alive!'... How can you call yourself 'Master'?"

The little bear leaped into the air in ecstasy. It opened its mouth wide to catch the torrent of fortune descending upon it, and its entire body suddenly radiated light. Seven colors shone brilliantly, swirling and shifting endlessly!

at the same time.

With a wave of its paw, a flash of white light disappeared.

Crossing the distant starry sky, heading straight for the Guardian Continent!
Dongfang Sansan, who was in the meeting room, suddenly felt a jolt in his soul.

His divine sense exploded like the starry sky.

His face turned rosy, as if it were glowing.

The heart beats like a drum.

Looking up, he clearly saw the smoke of fortune rising exponentially in the void, unseen by others.

In a daze, a flash of white light appeared.

Like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

Enter the Qi Yun Lang Yan (a place name).

In an instant.

A sudden realization dawned on Dongfang San San: the conditions for opening that underground secret realm had been met!
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his heart pounding like a drum, and gently clenched his fist.

A strange token that appeared out of nowhere.

It appears in the palm of your hand.

Dongfang San San was thrilled. This was the token to enter and exit the secret realm!
A powerful and intense life force surged from the token into his body in an instant.

When she felt completely relaxed, Dongfang San San had a clear feeling.

god!
Alive!

The guardian's destiny, which had been planned for over ten thousand years, has finally been completely successful!
(End of this chapter)