Lord of the night.

Chapter 1509 Yan Nan's Grievance [A combined update to make up for last month's hiatus.]

Bu Chou was only a hundred feet away, but Tianwang Xiao was still five hundred feet away.

Wang Qi, flying rapidly through the air, suddenly threw a ring forward with all his might: "Give it to Vice Chief Master Yan..."

The ring flew out like a shooting star.

The shadow of the stick stopped above his head.

Bu Chou, his eyes blazing with fury, abandoned his attack on Wang Qi and suddenly accelerated, smashing his staff first at the ring flying through the air!
Ning Zaifei desperately exerted his strength, dodging through a hundred-zhang space, and with a loud shout, the Heavenly King Flute in his hand landed on the head of the Wind and Cloud Staff with a clang.

His other hand suddenly formed a black vortex and grabbed at the ring.

Bu Chou kicked out without a trace.

There was a bang.

Unable to find a foothold in the void, both were simultaneously forced back by the other's force.

The Heavenly King's Flute clashed with the Wind and Cloud Staff, their palms and feet colliding simultaneously.

The ring in the center, under the boundless surge of spiritual energy, was like a tiny black dot, suddenly propelled straight into the sky.

Wang Qi's powerless body tumbled and rolled downwards like a stone, coughing up blood as he fell.

“Woo!~~~”

With a violent gust of wind, the Wind and Cloud Cudgel suddenly shook into a towering vortex, recklessly crashing down on Ning Zaifei's head.

As it fell, the head of the stick swayed like a flexible snake's neck, and huge lotus flowers appeared in the air, their petals, sepals, and stamens clearly visible.

A stick fears a nod, a gun fears a circle.

Bu Chou's staff had reached a level where he could do whatever he wanted, and countless flowers would bloom at the slightest touch.

Ning Zaifei swirled in his black robes, the sound of his flute piercing the air with each movement, mournful and sorrowful, yet he met Bu Chou head-on without yielding an inch!
The short, light Heavenly King Flute was actually evenly matched with the heavy, powerful Wind and Cloud Staff!
This alone shows that Ning Zaifei is definitely a cut above Bu Chou.

The black robe swirled, and the flute emitted a sharp, long cry. The Heavenly King Flute spun around, his black robe billowing up. The hem of the robe collided with the Wind and Cloud Staff, producing a sound like iron striking iron. The hem of the black robe shattered, but it also deflected the Wind and Cloud Staff.

Using the force of the staff, Ning Zaifei spun like a black whirlwind, suddenly shooting upwards. A vortex of spiritual energy formed in his palm as he reached for the ring!
"The winds and clouds are set in motion!"

With a loud shout, Bu Chou spun around rapidly, his Wind and Cloud Staff locking down the surrounding space. He reappeared in front of Ning Zaifei with a single, unpredictable strike.

If I can't have it, I'll smash it!
But Tianwang Xiao's body suddenly accelerated again in this seemingly unchangeable situation, and his body also seemed to shrink by half.

Bu Chou's staff swept through Ning Zaifei's black robe like a steel blade, and with a whoosh, the sharp blade cut Ning Zaifei's black robe in half!
Dressed in black, she transformed into a black butterfly, fluttering and scattering in the high sky.

Snapped!
Ning Zaifei stomped hard on the tip of the Wind and Cloud Staff, hitting the center of the lotus flower. Bu Chou roared and thrust straight in, his hair and beard flying, his spiritual energy like sharp arrows, as if to pierce through Ning Zaifei's body.

Ning Zaifei's face suddenly turned deathly pale, but he seized the opportunity to leap into the air and snatch the ring. He spun around like a top several times, escaping the range of the Wind and Cloud Staff's attack, and laughed heartily.

"lay down!"

Enraged, Bu Chou spun his Wind and Cloud Staff and shifted his form.

We have arrived in Ningzaifei's area.

Facing the Guardian Continent, with his back to the Sovereign Sect Continent: "Ning Zaifei, you fucking hand it over to me!"

The two masters attacked each other the moment they met, engaging in a series of fierce battles without uttering a single word. They were old enemies and rivals for many years, so there was nothing more to say.

They've been fighting silently ever since.

The silence was finally broken by Bu Chou!

Ning Zaifei chuckled: "Big Bu, once the stuff is in my hands, you can forget about it. Why are we being so polite? My mission is to gather intelligence, not to kill you. Otherwise... even if you manage to escape today, you'll have to leave me with half a life, right?"

Bu Chou took a deep breath: "Then you can break back to the continent of the True Sect from my side!"

His eyes were icy cold as he said calmly, "Ning Zaifei! Come on!"

"This is really funny..."

Ning Zaifei shook his head and laughed, "I only played with you to steal things earlier. Now that I want to go back, can you stop me? Can you, Bu Chou, stop me?"

Bu Chou's eyes were filled with resentment, but he also knew very well that he could not stop Tianwang Xiao.

Ning Zaifei's footwork and martial arts style are different from my own fierce and powerful approach; he takes a more unpredictable and eccentric approach.

There was absolutely no way he could stop Ning Zaifei in such an open and exposed high altitude.

He had a sudden inspiration: "You don't want that person down there?!"

Tianwang Xiao laughed heartily: "Farewell!"

A gaunt body vanished into nothingness right before Bu Chou's eyes.

Night Demon Magic!

A long wind howled, and Ning Zaifei's voice rang out in the wind: "Bu Chou! Come and stop me? Hahahaha..."

Then, the mournful sound of a flute began to play, and it was already on the mainland of the True Self Sect.

"...A flute and a sword, all alone...coming and going alone, rising and falling alone..."

The mournful sound of the flute faded into the distance, as if all the vengeful ghosts had followed Ning Zaifei away...

Bu Chou felt extremely frustrated.

They couldn't stop them!
The other side actually sent a peerless expert like Ning Zaifei to receive the intelligence!
Moreover, the other side completely ignored the intelligence agents and left... How ruthless and heartless to discard them after they've served their purpose...

Rang Buqiu felt he really couldn't understand: Ning Zaifei, could you really not bring the intelligence and the people back together?

If it were him, Bu Chou felt that he would risk his life to bring such a loyal and righteous person back to treat him safely!
He has given his life and made the greatest and most extraordinary efforts for this intelligence!
How can we abandon such a hero?
But Ning Zaifei didn't say a word, and just took the intelligence and left.

Standing high in the sky, Bu Chou took out his communication jade and sent a message to Dongfang San San: "Ninth Master, I couldn't stop them. The other side sent Ning Zaifei to collect intelligence, and I couldn't defeat them."

In the rugged city, Dongfang Sansan sighed, "...I guessed it. Oh well, let's come back. Giving this information to Yan Nan...it won't hurt."

"Yes."

Bu Chou sighed.

The body descended.

Wang Qi's body landed in a patch of grass, his body covered in blood and gore, clearly indicating that he had fallen on a rock and then slipped.

He didn't even have the strength to change his posture in mid-air.

When Bu Chou arrived, Wang Qi was staring at the sky with his eyes open.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Bu Chou landed beside him and looked at him quietly. With just one glance, Bu Chou knew that this person was beyond saving.

He repeatedly used the Blood Burning Technique, burning away his life essence, and also took forbidden drugs.

My body is like a tattered rag bag.

The inside of its body is completely rotten, and the outside is riddled with holes.

The fact that she's still alive is thanks to the power of banned drugs.

Wang Qi's eyes darted around as he looked at Bu Chou. A bitter smile appeared on his miserable face: "I'm sorry." As he spoke, another clot of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"There's nothing to apologize for; we were just working for different masters."

Bu Chou sat down beside him and sighed softly, "Don't you regret it?"

"I regret it... but I don't... regret it."

Wang Qi stared blankly at the sky and said softly, "The only true sect... is like this... Protector Ning ignoring me... is the right thing to do..."

Bu Chou remained silent.

He never expected that this person could still understand Ning Zaifei even now.

"What I regret is betraying the Guardians' information... It was so wrong of me..."

Blood gushed from Wang Qi's mouth, but a strange light shone in his eyes: "I've been very happy with the Guardians... really... it's so good here..."

"If I could live like this for decades of my life... that would be enough..."

Bu Chou sighed softly.

The light in Wang Qi's eyes gradually dimmed: "It's a pity that I was born on the continent of the True Self Sect, and became a member of the True Self Sect..."

He clung to his last breath, uttering his final prayer: "...If there is an afterlife, I wish I could be born on the Guardian Continent...how...how wonderful...ah..."

Bu Chou wanted to say something, but found that Wang Qi's eyes were wide open, still showing a hopeful expression, but he was no longer breathing.

he died.

Bu Chou squatted in front of his corpse and remained silent for a long time.

He finally sighed, "I hope you can be on the Guardian Continent in your next life... If there is a next life, I, Bu Chou, believe that you will be just like you are in this life, and wherever you are born, you will not betray that place."

Wang Qi's wide-open eyes slowly closed.

His face, covered in blood, held a strange serenity.

Bu Chou couldn't quite describe his feelings. When he caught up with this person, he wanted to grind him to dust.

But now I can't bring myself to hate him.

He understood perfectly what the other person meant: to be born on the continent of the Sovereign Church and become a member of the Sovereign Church.

I cannot betray.

There's no escape!

Unable to escape the Five Spirit Gu!
No matter how well he does on the Guardian Continent, he is still a member of the righteous sect! This is fundamental and cannot be changed!

With a single palm strike, he blasted a large crater into the ground.

Bu Chou buried Wang Qi's body there.

Several large stones were piled up in front of the grave.

I wanted to erect a tombstone, but in the end, I didn't.

His burly body soared into the sky, and with a single blow of his Wind and Cloud Staff, he shattered the heavens. Bu Chou left dejectedly.

……

The headquarters of the True Cult of My Own. After giving the order to Ning Zaifei, Yan Nan lay half-reclined in a chair, closing his eyes and thinking.

From front to back, left to right, from the ends of the earth to the rugged city to the capital, considering the strength of both sides and whether the Divine Weasel Cult was interfering... all sorts of clues were quickly gathered and formed into complete intelligence in his mind.

a long time.

He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: Knowing is one thing, but we still don't know the specific nature of the space or what level of people it can accommodate.

Moreover... entering this secret realm from the Guardian Headquarters... is quite difficult, at least for now, Yan Nan has no way to do it.

Are we going to attack Kanker City?

If the battle were to proceed according to the plan to conquer Kanke City... then the gods wouldn't be needed. After the two sides fought, one would probably be completely wiped out, and the other would be severely crippled.

"God War?"

Yan Nan muttered to himself.

A voice suddenly said, "What god war? Fifth Brother, you're already thinking about fighting gods?"

Yan Nan was startled. Who had entered silently? Opening her eyes, she saw Feng Du sitting leisurely in the chair opposite her, legs crossed, having been there for who knows how long.

"How did you get back?"

"While you're daydreaming and drooling."

"fart!"

"Oh, you dare to talk to your third brother like that? Leader Yan is really something."

"..."

Yan Nan slumped into a chair, exasperated: "Let's get down to business. How did you get here so fast?"

"What's the point of interrogating them? Just capture the two ringleaders and have them searched for souls."

Feng Du said, "The soul search revealed that they did obtain the item. The spatial ring was sent out, and someone was waiting to receive it. However, because the Sovereign Sect has been very active recently, they have made it clear that they will be lying low this year and will not be receiving any more items."

"Therefore, the level of corruption this year is dozens of times higher than in previous years, because these things that can't be given away need to be dealt with. Otherwise, what will happen if too much money is given to religious sects this year?"

"We've confirmed that the person who came to make contact is also from the Feng family's empty grave, and has already transformed into a divine weasel."

"Moreover, they provide a kind of divine blood, which is a good thing. It can reverse the irreversible natural aging process, restore youthful vitality, and advance one's cultivation level, making the meridians more unobstructed... This is called divine blood."

"There are other benefits as well."

Feng Du said, "Ultimately, the benefits offered by the righteous sect are even less than those offered by the sect itself, but they can provide an opportunity: if there is a good chance of turmoil in the main lineage of a family, they can provide assistance to change the dynasty..."

"In addition, there is the long-standing resentment and hatred of the oppressed, collateral branch..."

Feng Du quickly recounted the events, saying, "Although overall it wasn't as much as what the 'True Self-Way Cult' gave, don't forget that these people take what the 'True Self-Way Cult' gives them for granted, while they see what the 'Divine Weasel Cult' gives them as a pleasant surprise; and in the process of betrayal, what they embezzled became 'why not embezzle it if it's free,' you understand this mentality, right?"

Yan Nan's face had turned pale with anger at this theory: "Do you think I understand or not?"

"You understand, that's all that matters."

Feng Du said, "As for the remaining people, I'm too lazy to count how many there are. I killed them all in one go. Whether it's thousands or tens of thousands... who's interested in counting? I came here after I finished interrogating them, killing them all, and burying them all. And you're still dreaming when you get here."

Feng Du said, "Speak, what's the matter that you called me here in such a hurry?"

"Of course it's something important. And this time, it might not even be successful."

Yan Nan sighed and pushed a pile of documents forward: "Take a look at this pile first."

Feng Du took it, crossed his legs, and began to read.

After glancing at it, he immediately put down his crossed legs and held it up in front of his eyes to read each word carefully.

Yan Nan rolled her eyes, snorted, and didn't say anything.

Are you going to keep messing around?

Why isn't he crossing his legs anymore?
Feng Du frowned deeply as he carefully read through the book once, then flipped back to read it again, and then flipped back again...

"Alright, how many more times are you going to look at it? Are you going to tear these few pages apart over and over again for something this simple?"

Yan Nan said impatiently.

"This is not normal."

Feng Du frowned: "The Guardians held their grand meeting first, then the continent's revival happened, the increase in fortune preceded the continent's revival, the strange phenomena occurred after the continent's revival, and then the East held a meeting to discuss the secret realm..."

Then I took a pen and wrote on the paper.

"Meeting - Increased Fortune - Recovery - Strange Phenomenon - Secret Realm..."

"This is a setup."

Feng Du frowned as he spoke.

"Of course it's a setup."

Yan Nan pointed to the words "meeting" written by Feng Du and said, "There should be a space before it. That's why Dongfang San San is holding this meeting."

Feng Du frowned and thought for a moment, then tore the paper apart from the 'meeting' mark, leaving a sheet of paper between them, and said, "Like this?"

"nonsense!"

Yan Nan said, "You started issuing battle orders as soon as you returned from Shenlong Island. Although your battle orders were like farts and had no effect, Dongfang San San couldn't possibly not know that we have been fully mobilized and are preparing for war."

"But he only made a casual reassignment at the time, not with the same level of force as us. That's a fact. This also shows that Dongfang San San doesn't take you seriously at all. He thinks you don't have the final say, and only when I speak will he take serious precautions..."

Yan Nan looked down at Feng Du and said, "Do you understand now?"

Feng Du's face throbbed with anger, and he couldn't help but lash out, "Weren't you going to analyze the situation? What, is insulting me more important than analyzing this intelligence? Is it given such high priority?"

Yan Nan said, "I just misspoke... Let's get down to business."

He said, "Look, we're killing people all over the place, making a huge scene. Everyone in the nine major families is on edge. Normally, this would be the least threatening time for the guardians, but Dongfang San San convened a meeting at this time. Why?"

Without waiting for Feng Du's reply, he directly answered his own question: "So... Dongfang San San must know something! And what he knows is worth the effort of the Guardians to push forward!"

"That's why we had the meeting."

He looked into Feng Du's eyes and asked, "Do you agree with my deduction?"

Feng Du nodded slowly: "That should be it. Since we're holding this conference, there must be a purpose. If the conference itself isn't the purpose, then what it's trying to cover up must be the purpose!"

"If this is confirmed, then we can speculate on what Dongfang San San knows."

"What can cause a surge of fortune? What can revive the earth? What can unlock a secret realm?"

Yan Nan asked himself again and answered, "God!"

"Only God!"

"As we all know, Flying Bear God was killed by Heavenly Centipede God a long time ago. Before and after the Three Realms, the guardians' fortunes recovered and surged. From that time, we can confirm that Flying Bear God was resurrected."

"But Third Brother, resurrection is different from revival!"

"Resurrection, even if it's just a sliver of spirit resurrecting in a bear cub, that's still resurrection. But with such a resurrection, an ordinary hunter could easily kill him!"

"But resurrection is different. Resurrection is not just resurrection, but also possessing a certain degree of power to exercise divine authority!"

"And what is this use of divine power? It is the ability to unleash the guardian's fortune, to revitalize the earth and produce more spiritual energy, to make the strong even stronger, so that human powerhouses can either fight against the gods or buy time to save themselves! This is part of the revitalization! You agree, right?"

"As for creating a secret realm for people to enter for trials and improvement, that makes it even clearer: even though the Flying Bear God has been resurrected, he is still no match for the Heavenly Centipede God. In fact, he has just been resurrected and is still very weak, so it is impossible for him to personally fight the Heavenly Centipede God hand-to-hand. He can only rely on the power of the continent!"

"If my estimation is correct, this secret realm can help achieve the goal of becoming the Flying Bear God!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the first time the Flying Bear God has tried this, but His newly revived divine power can't hold up for much longer, and it should be the only time!"

Yan Nan's expression was grave as he spoke, deep in thought: "Therefore, he must achieve His goal this time!"

"Based on this calculation, the energy of this secret realm and its potential effects will exceed everyone's expectations!"

Yan Nan's face lit up with eagerness: "Third Brother! This is a tremendous opportunity!! For the Guardians, and for us as well!"

"So that's why Dongfang San San didn't want the Weiwo Zhengjiao to get a share of the pie, and instead used this method to try every means to monopolize it?"

Feng Du frowned and asked.

Yan Nan nodded emphatically: "That's right! That old bastard is the kind of stingy person who would pick at his dermatitis and then suck on his fingers! Why would he let us participate in such a good thing?"

Feng Du was speechless: "We're mortal enemies, so it's normal that they don't want us to participate, right? The way you're talking makes it sound like you've suffered some great injustice by not letting us participate."

Yan Nan said angrily, "Of course I'm wronged! The amount of wool that Dongfang San San has taken from me is enough to give each of the Guardians a wool coat! Damn it!"

Feng Du: "!!!"

"We want wine! We want tea! Especially tea!"

Yan Nan was furious. "You casually touch a piece of wood and you exchange it for a whole bunch of tea leaves! You make a promise with a single word and cheat me out of a whole bunch of tea leaves! You even write a letter and send someone to deliver them, and one letter costs a whole bunch..."

"They even sent ten geniuses here, saying they trust me and want me to train them..."

"And he keeps threatening to flip the table! Do you think I'm afraid of you flipping the table?!"

"What the hell!"

"Now that they have a secret realm, they didn't tell me! They're trying to keep it all to themselves!"

Yan Nan roared in fury, "What kind of person is this! What kind of character is this! What kind of integrity is this! What... he's utterly despicable! Damn it! A filthy, wicked bastard!"

Yan Nan's outburst of anger left Feng Du completely stunned.

This bitter, woman-like outpouring of grief directly shocked the Sky-Supporting Blade!

At that moment, Feng Du felt like his brain had completely shut down!
He was stunned for a long while before exclaiming in utter astonishment, "What exactly did you and Dongfang San San do during the years I was gone?!"

Yan Nan was stunned: "What? What did you do?"

Feng Du was dumbfounded and said, "When did Dongfang San San start asking you for things? Asking you for things? And you gave them to me? And quite a lot? And you kept giving them to me? Holy crap! You two... do you two even have this kind of relationship?"

Regaining her composure from her anger, Yan Nan clearly realized she had said too much. Her face darkened, and she said, "Is this the time to talk about those things? Isn't this about the secret realm? You idiot, where's your sense of propriety?!"

Feng Du slammed his fist on the table: "I don't care about secret realms at all! This is all I care about! Tell me, how have you been hooking up with Dongfang San all these years?!"

Yan Nan was furious: "What do you mean by 'flirting'? Can't you even speak properly?"

(End of this chapter)