Monarch Night -
Chapter 118 - 76: Kill Mei [Additional update for Alliance Hierarch Jiuxueer]
Chapter 118: Chapter 76: Kill Mei [Additional update for Alliance Hierarch Jiuxueer]
"Just as Ding Jie Ran said, if Dongyun Yu said ’Are you planning to leave without any explanation?’ when Fang Che then countered with: ’What explanation do you want?’
Then the rhythm would be entirely controlled by Dongyun Yu.
He could choose to appear magnanimous or to demonstrate stern justice.
It would be a change of heart, and everything would be settled.
But Fang Che didn’t follow the rhythm; he directly clashed with Dongyun Yu.
And so, Dongyun Yu was left in an awkward position.
Fang Che let out a cold laugh.
’I take my leave.’
He took Mo Gan Yun to get some food.
Embodying the image of an antagonist to the fullest.
Dongyun Yu’s face turned from green to red, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword so tightly that veins nearly burst.
He snorted and turned to leave.
He resolved that if he met these three outside of the Martial Arts Academy, he would definitely show them!
Wei Zihao struggled to his feet, bowed deeply and said with gratitude, ’Thank you, Brother Dong, thank you...’
’Scram!’
Dongyun Yu kicked him square in the chest, looking down with contempt, ’Coward!’
And strode away.
A young man sauntered over from a distance, laughing at the sight of Dongyun Yu’s retreating figure. ’Lord Dong, did your attempt to impress backfire? Hahaha, it’s indeed a celebration.’
’Mind your own business!’ Dongyun Yu ignored him and continued on his way.
This young man, slouching as he walked as if boneless, approached Wei Zihao and asked, ’Why is your face so black?’
Wei Zihao: ’??’
’Being beaten, begging for mercy, crying, and then turning around and trying to cling to someone powerful?’
The young man sighed, ’Really, even wanting to stand up for you seems unreasonable.’
Wei Zihao: ’...’
From a distance, someone called out, ’Young Master Jun, when did you come back? Looks like you’ve completed the mission?’
This lazy youth was one of the Baiyun Martial Academy’s Four Young Masters, Jun Hefang.
As he got up lazily, he smiled towards the newcomer, ’It seems you, Hua Shao, are decked out in finery; why didn’t you leave?’
The youth who ran over was Hua Kaixie. He was on the same level as Jun Hefang and Dongyun Yu, belonging to the same class.
’I’d be expelled if I didn’t come back now that the semester has started.’
Jun Hefang slouched over, slung an arm around Hua Kaixie’s shoulder, and they walked forward, chatting.
Hua Kaixie struggled desperately, ’Let go! You stink... how many days since you’ve showered... damn it, let go!’
’What’s the big deal about a bit of body odor? You weren’t so picky when you secretly wore my underwear back in first grade; now you mind my stinkiness?’ Jun Hefang still held on tight.
Hua Kaixie was furious, ’Bullshit! It was clearly you wearing mine first... you’re the reason I had nothing to wear... let go...’
The two bickered and shoved each other as they walked onward.
Ahead of them, an air of chillness rose spontaneously.
It was a youth in white clothes, pristine as snow, standing there as untouchable as ice.
With hands clasped behind, he stood upright and tall as if he were a spear.
His hair was immaculate, his entire being was spotless, even his shoes were clean and tidy.
Yet, around his waist was a black belt.
Handsome features, a face pale as jade, yet not in a way that suggested ill health.
His ice-cold eyes warmed slightly at the sight of the other two coming over, squabbling and shoving each other.
But his mouth spared no feelings, ’Behaving like this, what kind of appearance is that? Filthy... Can’t you clean up? Seeing you two like this, you’ve disgraced Baiyun Martial Academy.’
Both Jun Hefang and Hua Kaixie hung their heads, accepting the reprimand.
After the youth finished lecturing, they looked up with a smile, ’Ice block... no, boss, how’d the matchmaking go?’
The youth in white snorted, ’Shut up and get inside with me!’
Jun Hefang and Hua Kaixie smiled mischievously and followed him indoors.
’I just saw Dongyun Yu, that guy acting all high and mighty in front of the new students... beyond help, addicted to showing off, especially this time, failing to look cool and getting screwed instead, it killed me.’
The youth in white was the Four Young Masters’ Wu Zhibing.
Without turning his head, he said, ’Dongyun Yu is not worth mentioning, discussing, or laughing about.’
He walked proudly, a commanding figure leading his two brothers into the building.
Wherever they passed, the chill was piercing.
...
In the dining hall.
Fang Che watched the four outside move away.
Dongyun Yu entered the building alone.
Then Jun Hefang and Hua Kaixie appeared, followed by Wu Zhibing in his white clothes, standing at the top of the stairs.
Countless older students saw these four.
No one spoke, they just watched.
Without anyone having to tell him, he knew the identities of the other three besides Dongyun Yu.
The Baiyun Four Young Masters.
Watching Wu Zhibing entering the building with Jun Hefang and Hua Kaixie. Although they behaved casually with Wu Zhibing, that inherent respect and reverence could be felt by everyone.
And that sense of unity without any gaps, as if they were one, was also crystal clear to anyone.
Mo Gan Yun was also silently observing.
Then he turned to look at Fang Che.
At the same time.
Ding Jie Ran also turned from the three men’s backs to look at Fang Che.
Then he quickly looked down.
A trace of sorrow flitted through his eyes, and he gobbled down his food.
Moved, Mo Gan Yun took his food tray and Fang Che’s, sitting down at Ding Jie Ran’s table, laughing and saying, ’Let’s eat together!’
Ding Jie Ran looked at the two who sat down, a flash of joy in his lonely eyes as he shifted to offer Fang Che the middle seat.
But then, as if remembering something, his gaze became deep once again.
Suddenly standing up, he lowered his head and said, ’I’m done eating; you continue.’
He picked up his half-eaten food tray and walked away.
Mo Gan Yun stood up in fury, turning around and shouted, ’Ding Jie Ran!!’"
Ding Jie Ran shuddered for a moment but did not turn back as he quickly left the room.
"Ding Jie Ran!"
Mo Gan Yun called out again, about to chase after him.
But he was stopped by Fang Che, who grabbed his shoulder, "Don’t chase him. You will understand in the future."
Then calmly said, "Let’s eat."
Mo Gan Yun stared blankly at his meal box, then suddenly snorted angrily and began to wolf down his food!
Fang Che, while eating, thought about the strange black aura on Wei Zihao’s face, feeling that something wasn’t right.
This was definitely not normal.
He had to ask someone about it.
But what about Wan Zhimei?
He was about to begin his full-day closed-door cultivation; would he just let her grow unchecked these next few months?
Many thoughts went through Fang Che’s mind.
After the meal, he went to find Fang Qingyun, who was preparing for a mission. Fang Qingyun was surprised to see Fang Che’s sudden arrival.
A few female classmates were overjoyed.
But Fang Che only exchanged a few words before leaving.
He was in a hurry to cultivate and had only come to say goodbye to his cousin who was about to go on a mission, bringing with him some resources and things needed for the outside.
It was quite normal.
In the afternoon, Fang Qingyun and the others were discussing the details of their mission outdoors. It was their first mission, and they had chosen a relatively less dangerous medicinal herb gathering task.
However, Wan Zhimei seemed distracted.
By the door, she found a hidden mark; she didn’t know when it had appeared.
The mark was a lopsided heart shape with a few scattered dots inside, like a child’s doodles.
Wan Zhimei casually moved to the door, lightly wiped the mark with her hand, and it vanished.
But her heart pounded nervously, thankful she had found it. If someone else had discovered it, it would directly prove there was a Yixin Sect infiltrator in the class.
Once an investigation unfolded, the consequences would be dire.
But why would this appear now?
A summoning? For what?
"Meimei, why is your face so red?" Liu Xueyun asked, "Do you have a fever?"
"No, it’s nothing."
Wan Zhimei said, "It won’t affect the mission."
She paused, then added,
"We leave tomorrow at dawn. There’s still time. I have some things in my room, I’ll organize them tonight and bring them along."
"Okay."
The others, although feeling Wan Zhimei’s words were somewhat superfluous since everyone had agreed on the plan and she repeated it, thought nothing more of it.
After the discussion, everyone dispersed.
That evening, just as darkness fell, Wan Zhimei stepped out with a garbage bag, made a round to dispose of it, and then headed to the nearby woods.
Seemingly taking a leisurely stroll.
But her eyes searched anxiously.
Finally, she found something on the bark of a tree.
The mark, already halfway faded as if blown by the wind, made Wan Zhimei’s heart skip beats. She drew close to the tree and leaned against it.
This piece of bark was within the natural reach of her hand.
With a gentle flick, the bark fell, revealing a small hole.
Inside was a little jade bottle and a note.
She stealthily clenched it in her palm and tucked it inside her chest.
Then she crushed the bark under her foot and walked out of the woods as if nothing had happened.
Back in her room, she went to the bathroom.
That was when she took out the note.
"Sect Hierarch bestows the Shi Nian Pill."
Shi Nian Pill!
Wan Zhimei’s pupils dilated.
As the name implied, eating this Elixir Pill and digesting its power could increase one’s cultivation by ten years out of thin air!
And it was a secret Elixir Pill of the Yixin Sect.
This was actually a reward!
Wan Zhimei was a bit bewildered, but then realized that she had already broken through to Wuzhong level and had now stabilized at the second level of Wuzhong.
She was now eligible to receive sect resources and improve her cultivation.
This was cultivation training for her!
Wan Zhimei treasured it like a precious gift.
Two Shi Nian Pills.
A full twenty years of cultivation. Although her talent was mediocre, merely below average, these two Elixir Pills were enough to push her cultivation up several levels!
Here, we need to clarify that the so-called ten-year cultivation enhancing Elixir Pills do not guarantee ten years of cultivation improvement for everyone.
After all, some with poor aptitudes are like sieves; no matter how much Spiritual Power enters, it all disperses.
With Wan Zhimei’s aptitude, although she couldn’t completely absorb the equivalent of twenty years of cultivation, retaining one-third of it was feasible.
Wan Zhimei returned to her room, prepared plenty of food and clean water for the hunger and thirst that could follow a sudden increase in strength, then locked her door.
She took out one of the Elixir Pills.
Without a second thought, she swallowed it.
...
The next day.
When Fang Qingyun and the others assembled, they found that Wan Zhimei was nowhere to be seen.
Liu Xueyun and another girl hurried to find her. They knocked on her door but there was no response, and a foul odor wafted out of the room.
Liu Xueyun kicked the door open only to discover that Wan Zhimei had been lying dead on her bed for some time.
Even her corpse had started to decompose.
...
[Let’s aim for monthly tickets in Chapter eight.]
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