Lord of the night.

Chapter 1503 Dongfang San San's Dilemma [Guaranteed Two-in-One]

Dongfang San San, hands behind his back, looked at the smoke of destiny and said calmly, "Brother Qi, in your opinion, what will happen to the strength of the Serpent God's descent? If the overall strength of the Guardians increases once... will they be able to kill the Serpent God in one fell swoop?"

Feng Yunqi frowned: "You killed a god simply by relying on the power of a guardian?"

"Correct!"

"Do you have a backup plan?"

Feng Yunqi stared wide-eyed and asked.

"...That's all." Dongfang San San stared intently at the Qi Yun Lang Yan: "My greatest reliance is the secret realm where the gods' revival can improve my cultivation."

"..."

Feng Yunqi was speechless for a moment, then shook his head vigorously: "Absolutely impossible!"

Dongfang San San's face clearly showed resentment and disappointment as she murmured, "Is it impossible?"

Feng Yunqi exclaimed in astonishment, "Do you really think that's possible?"

Dongfang San San remained silent, his eyes filled with pain.

After a long silence, he said softly, "With the opening of the secret realm, the strength of the guardians will inevitably increase, but if it is still not enough, then we must find a way to get the people of the Sovereign Cult to participate in improving their strength. However... if the Sovereign Cult enters, and if they defeat the gods in the future, they will inevitably have a life-or-death battle with my guardians. And at that time, the damage to my brothers caused by this improvement... will be the result of my own actions."

Dongfang San San said softly, "Brother Qi, is it really necessary to unite with the power of the Only Righteous Sect?"

Feng Yunqi said resolutely, "We must! Even if we unite the forces of the Only Righteous Sect, we might not be able to win!"

He took a deep breath, looked directly into Dongfang San San's eyes, and said, "With the power of the Guardians alone, it is absolutely impossible to defeat the Serpent God, let alone the Heavenly Centipede God later on!"

“Eastern, it’s impossible. Give up this idea!” Feng Yunqi said seriously.

Dongfang San San stood in front of the Qi Yun Furnace, remaining silent for a long time.

A faint look of bewilderment crossed his face.

This kind of expression has rarely appeared on Dongfang San San's face in the past ten thousand years.

He knew it was impossible, of course, but at a time when the guardians could monopolize the benefits and increase their strength, he was really unwilling to share the benefits of the secret realm with the Sovereign Sect.

Because that would mean that countless guardians would still die at the hands of the Sovereign Church in the future!

That feeling was so painful!

So even though he knew it was impossible, he still pulled Feng Yunqi aside to discuss it, hoping that Feng Yunqi could come up with a reason so that the Weiwo Zhengjiao could not participate in this gluttonous feast!
But Feng Yunqi's words completely shattered his first fantasy in over ten thousand years.

For a moment, I felt somewhat lost.

After a long silence, he said to himself with a self-deprecating laugh, "I never thought that I, Dongfang San San, would be so foolish... I still can't see things clearly. Thank you, Brother Qi, for your wake-up call."

He sincerely bowed to Fengyunqi.

Feng Yunqi was stunned.

Thinking back to my younger days, whenever I came up with a good plan, I would excitedly execute it immediately. If someone objected, I would do my best to persuade them with all sorts of reasons if it was my own brothers who questioned it. If it wasn't my nine younger brothers who questioned it, I would simply reprimand them and carry out the order.

I have never once reflected on my decisions after making them, nor have I ever admitted that I was wrong.

The current Dongfang San San is in a much higher position than he was back then, yet he can immediately admit his mistakes.

And was Dongfang San San really wrong?
In fact, that's correct.

The Guardians fought a long and arduous battle to conquer the world, defeating the Sovereign Church and then the God War; after the God War, they still had to fight the Sovereign Church.

Meanwhile, the strength of the Sovereign Sect has increased, and it was the Eastern Strategist who increased it.

If we still end up dying at the hands of the Sovereign Cult... then... after going through all this trouble, won't you brothers feel like you died unjustly?

That's exactly right!

Because, in the war of gods, victory is the only outcome. No one would have imagined that the war would have ended without the existence of the Sovereign Church.

There are no "what ifs" in this world!
For these guardian brothers who ultimately sacrificed themselves, it was an absolute waste: they survived fighting the gods, only to die fighting the righteous sects again. And their strength was only due to the Eastern strategist's enhancement to that level—others might not need to consider this, but Dongfang San San had to take it into account!
Because as soon as he closed his eyes, it was as if he could already see those heroic souls from many years later roaring at him!

Knowing full well what decision she was about to make, Dongfang San San was heartbroken.

Feng Yunqi also sighed deeply.

After a long silence, he said softly, "Dongfang, why worry about this? If the divine war is won, less than one in ten will survive. If the divine war is lost, the world will be plunged into chaos. It is too early to worry now."

"Furthermore... even if the strength of the True Cult increases, using it for divine war would be nothing more than using one tiger to devour another."

He smiled and winked, saying, "Just consider it as the Righteous Church being used as cannon fodder... It's not a bad idea. Besides, many guardians who should have died in the God War survived because the Righteous Church participated in the God War, didn't they?"

Dongfang San San's expression softened slightly, and she finally smiled, saying softly, "For the sake of the world, it is truly a last resort, something we have no choice but to do."

Feng Yunqi laughed heartily, knowing that Dongfang San San had listened to his words. He was somewhat pleased and said, "However, how can our righteous sect participate? Does Yan Nan want to participate? Have you considered the gains and losses, or is this part of your plan? We still need to discuss this carefully."

"of course."

Dongfang San San said, "First, we need to decide on the general direction: whether to let them come or not. This is the most important thing. As for how they should come, we still need to plan that. If we take the initiative to invite them, our righteous sect will definitely not come."

Feng Yunqi scratched his head: "Then... what should we do?"

"Now that the direction has been set, we can carefully think of a way to get there. Whether it's walking, running, jumping, or flying... there will naturally be a way."

Dongfang San San said, "Take it slow, there's no rush."

Fengyunqi said, "Anyway, I'm not as good at playing mind games as you and Yannan."

Dongfang San San had calmed down and glanced at Feng Yun Qi with a half-smile.

I did not answer that question.

Feng Yunqi's face immediately turned red: "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Dongfang San San coughed and said, "Brother Qi must want to hear me say: In fact, we admire Brother Qi's wisdom and resourcefulness. Yan Nan may not be as capable as Brother Qi... right?"

Feng Yunqi grinned, his face turning bright red as his thoughts were exposed: "..."

Dongfang Sansan then solemnly said, "In fact, we admire Brother Qi's wisdom and resourcefulness. Yan Nan may not be as resourceful as Brother Qi."

"..."

Feng Yunqi's anger flared instantly, and he roared, "Dongfang! You...you're not human!"

Even though that's what I think, you can't say it out loud.

What's more, after saying it out loud, you actually have to say it formally again.

Who are they trying to embarrass?

So he turned and walked away!

But Dongfang San San grabbed him: "Brother Qi, I have some good wine. It's a good opportunity to discuss with you... As for how to convince Yan Nan to mobilize the Weiwo Zhengjiao, it really can't be done without you. I wasn't joking just now, I really need to rely on your great power."

Feng Yunqi glanced sideways, half-believing, half-doubting: "Are you sure you're not trying to provoke me again?"

"How could that be!" Dongfang San San said with a forced smile. "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Feng Yunqi turned and left.

Are you that kind of person? Ask yourself honestly, aren't you?
But Dongfang San San held him back tightly: "I really need your help... let's talk while we drink."

"You go first!" Feng Yunqi insisted.

"If we want Yan Nan to fall for our tricks... no, to accept our good intentions, we need Brother Qi's knowledge of formations and celestial phenomena, as well as power similar to the Cloud Weapon Ranking... This is not something that can be accomplished and implemented in a day or two."

Dongfang San San said helplessly, "Without Brother Qi, I really can't do this. Please help me, Brother Qi."

The winds and clouds are blowing smoothly.

Hmph, so you know I'm that important? Without me, what could you possibly accomplish?

He tilted his nose up and asked, "Nephew, how many pounds of that precious treasure did you get?"

Dongfang San San was very satisfied and said, "The child is such a good child, so filial. He gave me a full 100 jin, and even gave me an extra 50 jin to leave for Xue Fuxiao."

Feng Yunqi chuckled: "Not bad!"

I was immediately invigorated.

Haha, as expected, it's not as much as I got.

Dongfang Sansan asked suspiciously, "How much did you get? You're so happy. It must be more than me, right? Share some with me."

Feng Yunqi shook his head repeatedly: "It's really not much, just sixty catties, forty catties less than you. Come on, let's go drink, and I'll give you some advice while we're at it... This time, let me tell you, I'm only helping you because your child is obedient and filial, otherwise... hmph..."

They actually took Dongfang San San with them.

As Dongfang San San walked, she said with suspicion, "I have a feeling I shouldn't have given you so little..."

Feng Yunqi smiled faintly: "It's all out of filial piety, why bother about the amount? You're not a very good elder either, so petty... Do you still want my help?"

"Aren't you going to heal your wounds?"

"I can help you first and then heal my wounds... It's been so many years, why rush it in just a few days?"

Feng Yunqi rolled his eyes.

It's rare for me to have the upper hand completely, and you even need my help... I'm really not in a hurry to heal my wounds.

The two walked out of the soundproof barrier, and then the guards re-entered, and the two disappeared in a flash.

It's already evening, and there's really nothing else to do. We can spend the rest of the night discussing things.

Facing the night breeze.

Dongfang San San's eyes were deep, and countless plans were churning in his mind.

Yes, the general direction has been determined.

But do you think you can just get Yan Nan to come whenever you want? How do you plan this? How do you gain his trust? How do you get Yan Nan to take the initiative? And how do you make yourself appear weak and vulnerable?

This is something that really needs careful consideration. One wrong move and it could lead to an awkward situation where, 'Don't even mention not wanting them to participate, they still won't come!' Besides, this is the Guardian Headquarters; would Yan Nan and the others really dare to come?
Aren't they afraid that they might actually invite them to stay at the cult leader's villa?

Thinking about it this way, Dongfang San San couldn't help but regret inviting the two seniors to oversee the meeting again.

There are just too many top-tier fighters now...

Yan Nan might really be too afraid to come.

But this is a paradox: if we don't do this, the guardian's aura and fortune cannot be raised so high from the beginning, and the secret realm still cannot be opened... so there is no point in talking about the follow-up.

But the fact that these two showed up was a shock to the whole world!
Especially against the Sovereign Church!

How to balance this situation so that Yan Nan comes voluntarily, actively, and in a way that compels the guardians to agree... that is a huge problem.

This matter, though involving Feng Yunqi... is still somewhat lacking.

However, no one else can participate in this decision-making process.

What can be used to make up for this?

He thought hard.

Feng Yunqi walked smugly beside him, completely carefree.

It has to be said that if what Dongfang San San is thinking right now were to rush into Feng Yun Qi's mind, it would probably turn this old man into an idiot in an instant...

Too many! Too complicated! Too convoluted...

Dongfang San San turned to look at Feng Yunqi, who was still excitedly playing beside her, and a candidate suddenly popped into her mind.

Huh?
Fang Laoliu?

Dongfang San San couldn't help but stop and begin to think seriously.

Feng Yunqi, who was standing nearby, walked several steps away before turning back and asking, "Why aren't you leaving?"

……

Fang Che had a rare night without any drinking parties, spending his time cultivating in his small courtyard, but his mind was in turmoil.

My initially excellent mood was ruined by Zhao Ying'er's candid revelation.

Yes, you're affectionate, you practice martial arts, you've loved, you... whatever you want.

You're a woman, and you're still feeling wronged, heartbroken, and lovesick...

However, in these kinds of situations, not many people feel that the man is at a disadvantage or being harassed, and even fewer people care about the man's feelings. Because: If a stunningly beautiful woman loves you, how could you possibly feel wronged? She loves you without asking for anything in return, so why are you being so dramatic?
But for Fang Che, this was a big problem.

Even if I don't have any ulterior motives, just thinking about how much a woman likes me... I have to say, as a normal man, it's obviously impossible to remain completely calm and pretend nothing happened.

"Fortunately, I don't have to go to meetings these next few days...that's a good thing."

Fang Che quickly cheered up.

Ye Meng, on the other hand, was worried and frowned, thinking about how to make Zhao Ying'er give up this idea.

The cultivation technique... Ye Meng had no idea why there was such a strange cultivation technique.

Using falling in love with a man and then dying in various ways to practice martial arts?

This world is truly amazing...

Finally, he said softly, "Acher, you should discuss this with Xiaoyanzi. I must say, she's more knowledgeable than me. Now that things have come to this... why are you worried that I'll be jealous? She's experienced, shrewd, and intelligent—she's one of the best in the world today. She's the one who can help you the most."

"Moreover... Zhao Ying'er's emotional manipulation is very unsettling for a man, and it will affect you even if you don't accept it. Now that she has made everything clear, she has actually let go and has no more scruples. But you are different."

"Because from now on, whether she is alive or dead, she can shake your heart. But if you keep entangled like this, even if she can never come to you and you never see each other again, this longing will still be a huge burden for you!"

"It's even more tiring than carrying a heavy load. Don't underestimate it!"

Ye Meng looked at Fang Che and said softly, "Don't worry about me."

"I know."

Fang Che said, "It's like how it feels for a woman to be relentlessly pursued by someone she doesn't like... I understand. Let me think about it carefully, and then I'll discuss it with Xiao Yanzi."

Ye Meng paused for a moment, then looked into Fang Che's eyes and said meaningfully, "...tsk...tsk."

Fang Che: "..."

After giving Ye Meng a good scolding, he started thinking about this matter. After much deliberation, he realized that Ye Meng was right; discussing this with Yan Beihan was indeed a good idea.

Having this woman entangled with me can, undeniably, sometimes really disrupt my thoughts.

Moreover, Mo Ganyun and the others were unaware of the truth about Zhao Ying'er's existence. The brothers all approved of her, and they all felt that Zhao Ying'er was beautiful, had a good figure, and was so skilled in cultivation, making her Fang Laoda's most capable right-hand woman.

This is especially important to Fang Che.

Because these people constantly influence one's thoughts from the sidelines, and mentioning such things once can cause one's mind to become turbulent and chaotic.

This situation is extremely disadvantageous for someone who is constantly shifting between two sides.

Moreover, having such a woman around would be enough to make the jealous men in the family suffer, so not discussing it might really lead to trouble later...

(I have to say I really understand; back then, so many people were pursuing me... It was so annoying I couldn't eat.)
Same night.

Yanbei Han has completed all deployments.

Zhou Meier had meticulously organized all the information about the Heavenly Palace, leaving nothing out.

After experiencing the poison of the underworld, everyone's caution reached a new level.

Indeed, there are countless things in this world that even the most powerful martial artists do not know or understand, and they can stumble and fall at any time.

Yan Beihan wrote these words in his heart.

If the Night Demon hadn't coincidentally obtained a precious medicine over 500,000 years old on Dragon Island, everyone except for a handful who had a chance of breaking through to the half-step level would have perished.

However, remembering the conditions Fang Che set for himself, and all those strange and scandalous debts he owed…

Yan Beihan couldn't help but blush.

However, it is worth mentioning that although Bing Tianxue accepted the Yin-Yang Root of the True Soul, she did not consume it!
"I'll try to break through the detoxification barrier myself first!"

Bing Tianxue's long-standing lofty status and soaring pride wouldn't allow her to detoxify herself so easily!

She had been at the peak of the ninth rank for a long time, and for so many years, she had been desperately trying to break through. She was already just a step away from achieving that breakthrough. Perhaps she would break through that barrier at any time.

Taking the medicine to detoxify now would be like letting go of his anger; how could Bing Tianxue do such a thing?

Yan Beihan was in his room.

He stood with his hands behind his back in front of the map on the wall, dressed in a black cloak. His bright eyes were fixed on the structural diagram of the Heavenly Palace.

His mind was racing, calculating and analyzing the internal situation of the Heavenly Palace.

"Five entry points... There are already five that we can be sure of. How can there be so many?"

Yan Beihan was thinking urgently.

There were only three people in the room: Yan Beihan, Bi Yunyan, and Feng Xue.

Holding a series of thin spirit crystal array needles, Bi Yunyan was intently studying how to set up arrays in the fastest way possible, various arrays. This was Bi Yunyan at her most serious; whenever she studied arrays, this girl would instantly transform from a goofy girl into a sage, with a solemn and dignified appearance, even radiating holy light. Pure and flawless, a jade maiden from the moon palace.

Feng Xue meticulously calculated everything, from all the initial investments and logistical support to contingency plans and backups. She considered the overall situation, the unexpected, and the backup plans, deducing the future step by step from all aspects of military strength, financial resources, and human nature.

Her job was to fill in the gaps and make up for any deficiencies in Yan Beihan's strategic plans, addressing every detail meticulously. And Yan Beihan had always been 1000% satisfied with Feng Xue's work in this regard.

a long time……

Yan Beihan said softly, "I have a feeling, a strange feeling, but I'm very confident. That is, this time, the Heavenly Palace will definitely be destroyed! But our current strength is not enough to overwhelm the Heavenly Palace at all. How can I have this strange sense of confidence?"

Yan Beihan has always trusted her intuition, and it has always been very accurate.

But this strange sense of control still feels incredible.

After analyzing the fact that the Heavenly Palace would inevitably submit to the split, Yan Nanfeng and others did not inform Yan Beihan's split team.

If the goal is to sharpen a fine sword, why would you let it cut tofu?

Moreover, the inevitable split of the Heavenly Palace is merely the Heavenly Emperor's idea; others are unaware of it and each has their own plans. If Yan Beihan and his group assume it will be easy from the start, then no matter how much the Heavenly Emperor cooperates, the other forces within the Heavenly Palace will still deliver a fatal blow to Yan Beihan and his group.

Therefore, Yan Nan and others would never reveal it.

Feng Xue, while studying the text, said, "If the Underworld has this Ten Thousand Souls Curse, doesn't the Heavenly Palace have something similar? We must be wary of this."

Yan Beihan nodded in deep agreement: "Of course! Absolutely!"

The mention of the Ten Thousand Souls Curse brought Yan Beihan's thoughts back to the present.

Standing by the window, he released his divine sense and watched Zhou Meier and the others working diligently, forming a large team that was ready to set off at any time.

Yan Beihan sighed and said to Bi Yunyan, "I risked my life to save these people..."

"Pfft! Hahahaha..."

Bi Yunyan, who was concentrating on studying the formation, suddenly burst into laughter. The jade crystal array needles scattered all over the floor, and she rolled around on the bed clutching her stomach.

Bi Yunyan was known for her eccentric thinking; even perfectly normal words would be interpreted as explicit content by her. Let alone Yan Beihan saying something so sensitive.

In an instant, countless images and events formed in Princess Bi's mind.

Feng Xue, standing beside her, said with a hint of resentment, "At least you've given yourself away... I haven't made any progress yet..."

Bi Yunyan reached out her devilish hand and touched Feng Xue's buttocks, clicking her tongue and saying, "With this kind of big frame, she can probably last for a quarter of an hour without breaking a sweat."

Feng Xue, still a virgin, blushed instantly, grabbed Bi Yunyan on the bed, and raised her hand to slap her pert buttocks.

She finally understood why Yan Beihan beat up Bi Yunyan whenever he had free time: So that's why!

It's really... we have no choice but to fight!
(End of this chapter)