Lord of the night.

Chapter 581 My hatred is boundless! [Additional chapters for the Silver Alliance Leader, Cousin 10 11 12]

Fang Che was shocked and amazed, and after carefully studying the blood burning technique, he realized... this had a huge relationship with the blood demon's consciousness.

The blood demon is a demon that mainly controls blood.

Various blood changes have already been integrated into his body and consciousness!

Fang Che first killed Lin Ao and obtained the Divine Formless Jade; that is, he swallowed up half of the Blood Demon's spiritual consciousness in Lin Ao; then he burned Lin Pingjiang and swallowed up the Blood Demon's spiritual power in Lin Pingjiang.

Finally, he devoured the divine thoughts in the Wuxiang Jade...

This meant that the entire Blood Demon Lord was eaten by Fang Che without leaving anything behind!
The blood burning technique, as the name suggests, is to burn blood for power.

Basically, ever since Fang Che devoured the last bit of the Blood Demon's divine consciousness... his blood burning technique has risen rapidly, and he has reached the top level without any guidance!

This is not difficult to understand. Considering how much the Blood Demon cherishes his life, the first skill he cultivated to the top level was the Blood Burning Technique. After cultivating to the top level, in order to be able to escape in time under any circumstances, he also racked his brains to improve the Blood Burning Technique countless times...

Fang Che himself was confused.

What kind of unintentional achievement is this?
He concentrated all his energy on attacking, but he took escaping to the extreme...

It was not until now that he understood the real Blood Demon's ultimate plan: to drag Lin Pingjiang out and force him to sacrifice, to use his own shell as the shell, to let his soul carry the Divine Formless Jade into Lin Pingjiang's dying body, and then to devour Lin Pingjiang's dying consciousness and soul, thus forming a double insurance: half of the soul is in Lin Pingjiang, and the other half is in the Divine Formless Jade.

No matter what, you won't die.

Wait slowly until the appropriate Lin family bloodline appears, transfer a part of the soul into the newborn body, and slowly devour the soul of the child bit by bit as it grows.

The more you devour there, the more your nature will be lost, the more the devil will take control, and the more your consciousness and soul will be transferred to the new body.

But for the sake of safety, a part of it is still hidden in the divine formless jade - to ensure that under any circumstances, this jade can bring itself back to life, even if it takes ten thousand years.

On the other hand, at least the guardian will not move on Lin Pingjiang's body, which has the title of mainland hero as a talisman. This also ensures safety.

So for him, it didn’t matter even if Lin Ao died.

It doesn't matter who gets the jade, because it still has its owner! Even if you get it, you can't merge it!
It's just a weird looking piece of jade, that's all.

As long as you put it up, or put it away, the blood demon's soul will naturally find an opportunity to go underground with the jade, and then move in the soil at an unknown depth underground... without anyone noticing, waiting to be resurrected.

To you, it's just a piece of insignificant jade, but to the Blood Demon, it's a great resurrection!

You can attack or defend, no matter what, there is always a glimmer of hope!
But what the Blood Demon never expected was... to meet a pervert like Fang Che.

Moreover, this guy actually has the Divine Formless Jade on him, and he is also a person who has already gained huge benefits from the Divine Formless Jade!

It is attractive in itself... leading to nowhere to hide...

Completely helped Fang Che!

If the Blood Demon knew all the inside stories of the whole process, he would probably shout like the Nightmare Demon and die with his eyes open!
Because Fang Che didn't do it on purpose...it was just a complete coincidence.

The Nightmare Demon took the initiative to enter Fang Che's sea of ​​consciousness, while the Blood Demon was caught in it without knowing what was going on. Even Fang Che himself was confused...

But the result is the same.

At night.

Fang Che arranged for Ye Meng to go to sleep.

He went out quietly and just walked out of the yard, he felt a white blur in front of his eyes, and was taken into the absolute realm by Sun Wutan, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Why did you come out just now!"

Sun Wutian then appeared in the field and cursed with a dark face.

"The disciple is wrong."

Fang Che was decisive.

Anyway, the old devil is unhappy and it is useless to explain yourself. Just admit your mistake and lie down.

You can curse me however you like.

As long as you don't kill me, anything is fine!
As expected, Sun Wutan cursed a lot, but it wasn't very unpleasant.

It was obvious that the old devil was in an extremely bad mood, so Fang Che tactfully kept his hands down and listened.

My expression was panic, my eyes were filled with fear, and my body was trembling, showing that I was very scared, but my heart was determined.

Finally, half a minute later, Sun Wutian finally cursed again: "You will die if you don't play with women every day, right?"

"..."

Fang Che was speechless.

I was very quiet last night.

During these twelve days, I was very well behaved in the first ten days.

"Three hours in a flash!" Sun Wutian scolded, "You're quite enduring!"

"..."

Then look at the nose with your eyes and look at the heart with your nose.

"I'm too lazy to scold you!"

Sun Wutan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Che felt relieved, it seemed... the scolding was over.

You are so lazy that you don't even bother to scold me. It's been more than half a minute, and you haven't repeated yourself. You keep spouting like a chatterbox who hasn't spoken to anyone for thousands of years...

"Let's get down to business."

Sun Wutian said calmly: "Now, use the Hate Heaven Blade to perform it for me with all your strength. I will see."

"Yes, the disciple obeys."

Fang Che drew his sword, and immediately he was filled with hatred and murderous rage!

Whoosh...

After practicing the Thirteen Heavenly Swords, Fang Che had used up 90% of his strength; but in the eyes of Sun Wutan, a great expert, he could clearly feel that the power of Fang Che's Heavenly Swords had improved slightly compared to the last time he fought with him.

The combat power has increased.

“Good progress.”

The old devil who was waiting to find fault had no choice but to praise him while holding his nose.

Although I want to curse, but... I have to respect the facts.

"Since I last met the Grandmaster, I have deeply felt my own shortcomings and have been constantly pondering... I seem to have some insights, but I am still confused and cannot figure it out."

Fang Che said.

"Heh... This is the Sword of Hateful Heaven. Do you think it's that easy to figure out? Without thousands of years of forging, you can forget about mastering the Sword of Hateful Heaven."

Sun Wutian put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "It is one thing to be able to remember the sword style and use it perfectly. But to truly understand why the blade is pointed at this direction, what it is for, and the best effect of each direction of the blade, is the real sword."

"Ordinary people know how to chop someone with a knife. If a warrior uses the same force as an ordinary person, he can chop off the enemy's head, or cut it in half, or cut it into two pieces. But an ordinary person's knife will get stuck in the bone, and he can't pull it out!"

"Can this be the same?"

Sun Wutian said: "So every knife must have life! Have soul! Point to something, have hope. Of course, the most important thing is to have hatred."

"A warrior is just like an ordinary person. He won't swing his sword without hatred! Do you understand?"

Fang Che was sincerely convinced: "I understand."

Some of Sun Wutan's words are biased, such as the words "no hatred, no sword", but if you think about it carefully, they are not without reason.

Sun Wutan stretched out his hand and took the Hades Sword from Fang Che.

Just demonstrate: "Look, this... eh?"

Suddenly there was a sound of surprise.

Because the Lord of Hell suddenly struggled in his hands, with such great force that he almost slipped out of his hands.

Sun Wutian gripped the hilt tightly, with a strange light in his eyes: "Divine metal? Where did it come from? This divinity is not low."

Fang Che said, "Ming Jun, don't move."

Then he smiled shyly and said, "This piece of metal belongs to the granddaughter of Vice Chief Master Yan, Lady Yan Beihan. She once promised her disciple to find me a piece of divine metal..."

Sun Wutian snorted, then remembered that Yan Nan seemed to have told him about this, so he said: "You are lucky, kid. That girl is so arrogant and insolent that she actually gave you such a precious thing. Could it be that you hooked her up with her?"

"How can I, a disciple, be worthy of Lord Yan..." Fang Che was sweating.

These old devils really don't hold back when they speak.

"What's wrong with it?"

Sun Wutian said: "But that girl is born with a cold body. She is also a seductress who will kill you without paying. With your lustful personality, if you really find that girl, you will probably die in her belly in a few years."

Fang Che was dumbfounded: When did I become so lustful?

Even though you are an old devil, you can't just slander someone's innocence like this, right?
But his dumbfounded Sun Wutian obviously misunderstood, and explained: "Yan Beihan is indeed pure and innocent, but her cold body is also the nemesis of men."

"You are still young and don't understand. Be careful."

Fang Che humbly asked for advice, saying: "My disciple is ignorant, please enlighten me, Master."

I really don't understand this.

"Any woman is a kind of consumption for a man. Haven't you heard the saying: A beautiful woman in her twenties has a body as soft as butter, and she carries a sword at her waist to kill foolish men; although you don't see the head fall, it will secretly make your bones dry."

Sun Wutian said: "The pleasure of men and women is undoubtedly the greatest happiness in the world; but if you do it every day, it will definitely hurt your body. An ordinary woman can make a man's blood and marrow dry up and shorten his lifespan, let alone a warrior?"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

Sun Wutian rarely had the interest to teach his disciples, but this time, he felt that Fang Che was really going a bit too far.

How can you do this for three hours? How long is a night?

The old devil felt that if he didn't remind this kid, all his skills would probably be smeared on a woman's belly. How could he have any hope of achieving great success in that case?
I fucking hate that Tian Dao has no hope. If you have no hope either, then wouldn’t you be a fucking idiot?
If Fang Che knew what Sun Wutian was thinking, he would definitely cry out in injustice, I have been keeping this for granted, since I ate that big yam... I...

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today. The prettier a woman is, the more dangerous she is. Why is she dangerous? Isn't she a liar? Doesn't that mean that ugly women won't lie? In fact, they are all the same!"

Sun Wutian really didn't care about what he said. He rolled his eyes and said, "What we are talking about here is the damage that sexual intercourse between men and women can cause to men's essence."

"Women are born with the Yin energy of heaven and earth, so they naturally have Yin energy in their bodies. The more Yin energy a woman has, the more beautiful and charming she is, and the more attractive she is to men. There are often ancestral precepts in the mainland that say you should marry a virtuous woman instead of a beautiful one... These are just some bullshit rules that are made up because they are embarrassed to say it out loud!"

Sun Wutian said: "It means to tell future generations that you should just find an ordinary one to carry on the family line, and don't find one that is too pretty... She will be sucked dry in a few years... Do you understand?"

"And someone at Yan Beihan's level..."

Sun Wutian suddenly got a little angry and said, "And the one in your room, this kind of woman is a damn beauty, a beauty that gathers the spirit of heaven and earth, and takes the essence of the sun and the moon; it takes many years for a peerless beauty to appear. Who doesn't want to have such a beauty? But if this woman is also a peerless cultivation genius with outstanding qualifications... Hey, as a man, you will be happier, but the happier you are, the more you lose, and you will be sucked dry in a few years without knowing it."

"This is something that an ordinary man cannot bear, do you understand?"

Fang Che nodded dazedly: "I understand a little."

"Anyway, just don't mess with this kind of thing in the future. Everything that can make people happy is an obstacle to the supreme martial arts! The happier you are, the more obstacles you will encounter! The greatest happiness is the greatest obstacle!"

Sun Wutian said: "You must remember this. You, Fang Che, have no self-control when it comes to women."

Fang Che had a black streak on his head.

Again!
Why am I out of control...

Seeing that he still didn't quite understand, or rather, didn't seem convinced, Sun Wutian said, "Let me give you an example, like Bi Changhong and Duan Xiyang."

"Ah?" Fang Che looked up: There is gossip! Big gossip!

"Bi Changhong... Look at his crappy name... It's really hard not to think of something wrong..."

Sun Wutian complained helplessly, "This old guy was obsessed with women back then. He found one concubine after another...all of them were beautiful, and Wu Xiao was also a loser...they all played with women."

"After playing too much, his essence has been severely depleted... Do you think Bi Changhong's cultivation is not as good as Duan Xiyang's? Wrong! These old guys have been practicing for so many years, how weak can they be? But, what if their cultivation is similar? Duan Xiyang has a lot of skills! He beats Bi Changhong with his fighting power like it's a piece of cake. Can cultivation and fighting power be equal?"

"Why? It's because... Duan Xiyang is a damn virgin for his whole life!"

Sun Wutian was obviously a little indignant: "This guy has been using a gun to roam the world all his life, but the gun that actually belongs to him has never been used in his life."

Fang Che tried hard to hold it back.

I didn't laugh out loud.

Old Duan actually has such a dark history. Tsk, an old virgin.

It was so much fun.

"Don't think that Duan Xiyang's talent is that high. When I was at the peak of Hate Heaven Sword, Duan Xiyang was not my opponent."

At this point, Sun Wutian sighed a little, and said: "But I went back and found a woman and left the Sun family inheritance... After many years, I went back and couldn't beat him..."

"This is all women's fault!"

Sun Wutan said angrily.

"..."

Fang Che finally understood.

No wonder this old devil has such a strong grudge against women. So that's why.

He thought that if he found a woman, he would not be able to beat Duan Xiyang... He was delayed by the woman...

"So if you want to pursue the great path of martial arts, having a woman by your side... one is enough."

Sun Wutian said seriously: "This section must be remembered firmly!"

"I remember!"

Fang Che thought, I wanted to find Yan Beihan, but Yan Beihan only treated Ye Mo as a subordinate. He really didn't like him, but you are already worried...

Grandmaster, you worry too much. No wonder you are not as good as Duan Xi Yang.

"I will definitely exercise restraint with women in the future!"

Fang Che vowed to do so.

"Ha ha……"

Sun Wutian smiled and said, "With your talent, if you focus on the Hate Heaven Blade, it will be no problem for you to surpass Duan Xiyang in a thousand years. So, Grandmaster is also doing this for your own good."

Fang Che sensitively sensed the difference.

This time, Sun Wutan’s expectations for his Hate Heaven Sword were obviously different.

Last time, I was somewhat indifferent; but now, it is very urgent.

In fact, the ultimate purpose of his saying so many things about not looking for women was for this!

How did this old devil change?

Fang Che was a little confused.

Fang Che was present when Ningxue Sword cursed Sun Wutian in the air, but with his current shallow cultivation level, he did not realize that there were other reasons.

I just think that Ningxuejian was clarifying the facts, and given the situation at the time, it was really necessary to clarify the facts.

Sun Wutan then used the Dark Lord's Sword in his hand, which Fang Che had ordered to be obedient, and slowly performed a move.

It is the first move of the Hate Heaven Sword Technique: Hate Heaven for Being Blind!

The blade moves slowly.

Fang Che saw it clearly, and had a natural and mysterious feeling of "an eagle flying high in the sky and a fish swimming in the water".

As soon as he drew his knife, he immediately showed his difference from himself.

That is a level that I cannot reach.

A strong sense of control, ease and comfort.

Like a fish in water, like clouds passing by in the wind, everything is full of nature.

Throwing the knife in his hand to Fang Che, Sun Wutian said, "Do you feel anything?"

"Control, calm, free, natural, and untraceable."

Fang Che said without hesitation, his eyes shining. Sun Wutian asked, "What else?"

Fang Che: "...Rhythm of the Great Dao?"

"What nonsense!"

Sun Wutian glared at him, a hint of smile appeared on his lips, and he said, "It's already very good to be able to see and feel these things. After all, your current strength is too low!"

"Yes."

Sun Wutian walked forward leisurely and said, "Follow me."

Fang Che followed behind him and walked forward.

Sun Wutan walked in front with his hands behind his back, leisurely; his expression was relaxed, even a little free and easy.

It was a natural and freehand look, just like an old farmer returning home leisurely after finishing his farm work.

At this moment, Sun Wutan did not look like the 'big devil of the orthodox religion' at all.

Even a little tranquil and indifferent to the world.

Fang Che discovered that the road under his feet had turned into a road like a country field ridge, with some wild flowers and weeds commonly seen in rural areas on both sides.

There is a forest in front, which is full of ordinary poplar trees.

Glancing down, he saw that Sun Wutian's feet had also turned into straw sandals.

Still covered in mud.

Fang Che frowned, feeling something in his heart.

We walked out of the field ridge, entered the dirt road, walked a few hundred feet, passed through the woods, turned a corner, and saw a large and bustling farm in front of us.

The smoke from the cooking stove curls up, and a faint fragrance wafts in the wind.

The smell of tobacco spread on the wind.

Several children, both boys and girls, ran out from the village entrance laughing, chasing a little girl holding a candied haws in her hand. After running around for a while, they disappeared into the village.

There was only the sound of laughter and the child's pleading: "Let me take a bite! Just one bite!"

As the two men approached, the sound of dogs barking began to be heard. After one dog barked, dogs from several other houses followed suit. Soon, half of the village also heard dogs barking.

At the farthest edge of the house, the wooden fence gate was open and a few roosters and hens were leisurely walking in the yard.

An old man was sitting outside his house holding a pipe, his face full of wrinkles. When he saw Sun Wutian coming, he stood up with a hunched back and a humble smile on his face: "Master, are you back from the uphill climb? Would you like to come in and have a bowl of water?"

Sun Wutian stopped and said, "Old Wang, I told you long ago that smoking this is not good, but you just didn't listen. Are you still drinking?"

Old Wang bowed his head and said, "Hehe, I know it's not good, but isn't it hard to quit? I drink alcohol every three or five days, and I have to drink more than half a catty each time."

Sun Wutian laughed and scolded, "You'll drink yourself to death sooner or later, old man. Alright, I'll ask your eldest son to come to my place and I'll bring you a jar to drink. Don't go to the King of Hell and complain about never having had a good drink in your life."

Then he said, "Forget it, I'll have someone bring it to you. I guess your eldest son doesn't dare to take it."

The old man was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, Master. Hehe, today I am blessed by the Master and can drink some good wine. If it weren't for the Master's care over the years, I'm afraid my family would have starved to death... Now we have food and drink, and the eldest son has even found a wife... Oh, life is going well now."

Sun Wutian laughed and said, "If you have something to look forward to, you have to live two more years! You can leave after your great-grandson grows up. Otherwise, what will the old lady say when you see her again?"

"Yes, yes, the master is right. You have to live two more years." Old Wang laughed and bowed his waist when he saw Sun Wutian walking over: "Master, take care... Don't forget my wine..."

"This old man has no shame!"

Sun Wutan cursed with a smile and left.

Fang Che followed.

Old Wang smiled with satisfaction again and squatted at the door of his house.

From beginning to end, he seemed not to have seen Fang Che.

It was as if... he was a living person, and Fang Che was a ghost. Of course, he couldn't see a ghost walking in front of him.

As Sun Wutian walked inside, people kept greeting him.

Sun Wutan just exchanged pleasantries along the way.

Smiling face, relaxed body.

When he arrived at the largest house in the village, a servant opened the door to welcome him in, asked about his health, and someone came forward to brush the dust off his body.

Until I went to the living room of the house and sat down.

All have one thing in common.

That is... no one saw Fang Che.

But Fang Che didn't care. He also knew that this was a person in Sun Wutian's imagination, not a real person. If he could see him and greet him, then something really strange would happen.

But from this Zhuangzi, he truly saw Sun Wutan's inner world.

I just don't know... Is this Sun Wutian's original family? Or is it the family that Sun Wutian established after he encountered a great change and went back to hide his identity?

But from such a village, it is really hard to tell which one it is. Because it is impossible to tell whether it is the south of Baiyunzhou City.

"sit down."

Sun Wutian said calmly, waved his hand, and took out tea from the space ring. He said calmly: "This is my home."

"Yes."

Fang Che said, looking down.

"Are you wondering which home this is of mine?" Sun Wutan asked.

"Yes."

"You'll know when you get out."

Sun Wutian was lost in thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I look like my grandfather did back then."

Fang Che understood immediately.

This may be the most beautiful memory in Sun Wutan’s heart, right?
I guess that's how Sun Wutan's grandfather brought him back from the fields, greeting him, bringing him warmth and happiness along the way.

So much so that even after so many years, Sun Wutan still hasn't forgotten it at all.

He actually turned his absolute territory into the happiness of his dreams.

Sun Wutian smiled faintly: "You heard what Ningxuejian Rui Qianshan said in the sky at that time."

"Yes."

"He's right."

Sun Wutian stared at the ancient house absentmindedly and said calmly, "I am the one who ruined my family. How much better it would be for me to be a farmer and be a rich man? But I had to be so crazy and learn martial arts! And my talent is top-notch! My whole family coaxed me and gave me whatever I needed, just to make me stand out in martial arts."

"I am a warrior, and everyone in the village eats meat. I am a martial artist, and everyone in the village drinks. I am a master, and everyone in the village gives me money. I..."

"Then I became awesome and could even go out and do good deeds. I went out to take care of some business and beat a group of robbers away... I even accepted their thanks and felt very honored there. I even wanted to develop a relationship with their daughter... We were so affectionate for a few days and when I came back, I found that my home was gone."

Sun Wutan's voice was calm.

Although he was swearing and seemed extremely angry, his voice was surprisingly calm.

"…My whole family is dead. It was all my fault for being a hero."

“…It’s my own fault.”

"I lied. I don't blame the guardian or the town watcher, but my family is gone. I lost my home because I was a hero..."

“What he said later was also correct.”

"But I didn't want to be a hero anymore, so I joined the Church of the Righteous One."

"I lied, so I hate Heavenly Blade... The foundation of the blade was destroyed by Ningxuejian's words. The hatred is still there, but the root of it has been dug out."

Sun Wutan smiled faintly.

Up to now, his voice and expression have been calm.

It seemed that in this absolute realm, the Zhuangzi he embodied could soothe all his anger and resentment, hatred and complaints.

"Grandmaster! You..."

Fang Che showed a look of shock and concern
At the same time, I suddenly realized.

Why is it that this time when Sun Wutan came, he was so different from the last time? So that's why the base of the Hate Heaven Sword was destroyed!

This is such a great thing!

"Could it be that they are training me as the only hope for Hate Heaven Sword?" Fang Che felt a little excited.

If that were the case, it would be really great!
"So you understand, the Hateful Heaven Blade... is different from the Snow-Condensing Sword, the Love-Slaying Blade, and even more different from the Dream-Smashing Spear."

Sun Wutian said: "This is an ultimate offensive tactic, but it also has flaws. The flaw is emotion!"

"Extreme emotions can make the Hate Heaven Sword exert endless power that is several times greater than usual; but when the emotions are knocked down and the roots are dug out, the power will drop from heaven to earth."

"Any weapon, any killing method, is driven by emotions; but they only need temporary emotions to be stimulated. But the Hateful Sky Sword is different from them!"

"From now on, I can still use the Heaven-Hating Sword in normal battles, but if I face an expert who is in the top six of the Cloud Weapon Chart, using the Heaven-Hating Sword will become my weakness. This is the fatal point of the sword's weakening."

Sun Wutian said: "So this time, I must fully understand your situation regarding Hate Heaven Blade."

"My condition?" Fang Che was a little confused.

"Yes."

Sun Wutian said: "I am using the revenge of the extermination of my family as my starting point, and the people of the world are ungrateful, heartless, and repaying kindness with hatred as my basis, to avenge the world and kill people in this world!"

"But what about you? Even though your Heaven Hate Sword is incomplete, your hatred is strong enough!"

Sun Wutian looked into Fang Che's eyes and said, "So, where does your hatred come from? Where is your sword foundation based on? Is your foundation solid or not?!"

This is a very critical question.

Especially for Sun Wutan now, it is extremely critical.

It's what he cares about most.

"What exactly do you hate?!"

Sun Wutan asked word by word.

"What exactly do I hate?"

At this moment, Fang Che was really confused.

This question made him not even know how to answer.

What I hate is the orthodoxy?

Can you say this?
Seeing the confusion and thought in Fang Che's eyes, Sun Wutan did not urge him, but sat quietly beside him and waited.

Because he knew that Fang Che was a wild man.

His hatred was completely pieced together, and it was by chance that he started inheriting his Hateful Heaven Sword.

The basis may not be stable.

So Fang Che needed time to sort things out. Now, for Fang Che, his own words were basically like the morning bell and evening drum.

While alerting him, it also urged him to think.

For a long time.

Fang Che said at a loss: "Grandmaster, I feel that I hate too much... I don't know how to answer your question for a moment."

Sun Wutian's eyes lit up and he said, "Then tell me everything."

Fang Che frowned, anger rising naturally in his eyes.

Dao: "My first hatred is my background. I am only a relative of a ninth-level family. I have lived with my mother since I was young, in my uncle's house. Although my uncle treats us very well, it is not my own home after all."

"I hate why I was born in such an ordinary family. When I was young, I was bullied by children from the same family as me, and by children from families with higher status than our Fang family. What they eat, I will never be able to eat, and what they use, I can never get even if I wait for it..."

"I started to hate it from that moment on! I hate why my family is so weak? I hate why they are all so strong!?"

“I hate why those beautiful things are not mine, why don’t they belong to me?”

This came from the time when Fang Che's soul had not yet merged. The hatred of that immature boy, with his extreme attitude of defying everything in his body, was used by Fang Che here.

"Then I grew up slowly, and my master found me. I started to practice martial arts, and then I hated more. Especially after I arrived at the martial arts academy..."

"I worked so hard and exhausted myself for two months, but the effect was not as good as a bowl of porridge that a child from a big family drank in the morning! I went out to complete missions and risked my life, but I didn't get as many merits as the little things that others had at hand!"

"Everyone in the world is looking at the rich, powerful and influential people, but for a kid like me from an ordinary family, even if I work myself to death and try my best, no one will even look at me!"

"This is still the unfairness of fate! I hate this world, why is it so unfair! We are all human beings, why do I have to suffer so much!?"

Fang Che slowly found the feeling.

"Later, although I was a member of the Yi Xin sect, I had never done anything bad. I had always done things for the martial arts academy and the guardians, and made contributions. However, just because my master was Sun Yuan, they started to find fault with me. Have I ever done anything bad? I haven't!"

"Because of this, they made me go through a self-examination without any reason, made me unconscious, and almost had a mental breakdown. If I had done anything bad, I would admit it! But I didn't, I even found out two undercover families from two other sects for the Guardian! I have made contributions! But because of my master's name, I can't even make any contributions!"

"I hate the Guardian! Why are you so unreasonable? Yes, I am an antinomian, but can't an antinomian who has never done anything bad also live?"

"Because of this, I was deprived of the qualification to represent the martial arts academy in the martial arts competition! What did I do wrong? I am better than all the other students? Why can't I participate? Is this fair? Is this reasonable?!"

"Later, I participated in the Raising Gu to Become a God Plan on behalf of the Yi Xin Sect! In there, I saw with my own eyes that almost everyone except me, no matter what kind of injury they suffered, only needed one pill to recover immediately! I fought hard to injure one, and another rushed up to block my knife, and the injured one took a pill and recovered immediately!"

"And I don't have any of this kind of thing, I can only use my body to resist! Why? The same trial, but there is such a gap, is this fair? So I am furious and want to kill them all! Superiority, I want to smash their superiority!"

"Because I hate it!"

"I came out of the Gu-raising God Plan and became the champion. The head teacher stipulated that those who died in the Gu-raising God Plan are not allowed to take revenge! It has been like this for tens of thousands of years. However, such an order is useless to me!"

"Why? All families with dead members must kill the Night Demon! It doesn't matter if the Night Demon killed them or not, but they are all hunting him down!"

"Why is this happening? Is this even reasonable? Even if our righteous religion is unreasonable, why are the headquarters' rules ineffective on me?"

"Isn't it because I don't have a backer? Other previous champions have already risen to the top, but I, the most glorious champion, am like a rat crossing the street, and everyone is shouting and beating me. I dare not even show my face!"

Fang Che was furious and said, "I hate it! That's why I hate it!"

"I left the plan of raising Gu to become a god, went to Tiandu, and restored the reputation of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, but what was my reward? I graduated early! I entered the Guardian Hall early! I was not allowed to have the opportunity to contact the advanced martial arts of the Martial Arts Academy!"

"I'm only in the first grade! I've graduated? What the hell is this rule? If this isn't targeting and suppression, what is it? It's just a lack of trust!?"

"Later, my master died because of me winning the championship in the Raising Gu to Become a God Project! What kind of bullshit is this?!"

"You asked me what I hated... I don't know how to answer you!"

Fang Che said angrily: "But I hate this sky! It's unfair! It's blind! It's ruthless! I hate this earth! I hate the people of our Orthodox Church! I hate the guardians! I hate everyone who is stronger than me! I hate everyone who lives better than me! I hate all the noble families of the Orthodox Church! I hate..."

"I hate it! Hate it!"

Fang Che was furious, his eyes were red with anger: "Grandmaster, my hatred is boundless!"

"I even hate the God in heaven!"

"I even hate the sun, the moon, and the stars! They give light to everyone fairly, so why don't they distribute money and resources fairly as well?!"

"I even hate the ants on the ground! Damn it, why are these ants living happier than me?"

"I even hate you, the Grandmaster! Why can't you come out earlier? If you had come out earlier, how could my master have died? If you had come out earlier, who in the entire Only Orthodox Church would dare to bully me? "

"I will live a glorious and carefree life! Instead of being a shameful undercover agent who may die at any time!"

Fang Che let go completely!
Yes, I feel wronged!
I hate!

My hatred is huge!

He yelled in front of Sun Wutian, his eyes red! His emotions were extremely intense!
"You ask me what I hate?! I hate it! I even hate the Sky Centipede God! All gods! I hate them all!"

"I wish I could rush up to the sky with my knife, point the tip of my knife, and ask the heaven and the great way, why you are so high and mighty!"

"My hatred is boundless and endless!!"

(End of this chapter)