Monarch Night
Chapter 149 - 107: Fang Che’s Shock [Extra for Alliance Hierarch 1 Drunk = Thousand Worries]

Chapter 149: Chapter 107: Fang Che’s Shock [Extra for Alliance Hierarch 1 Drunk = Thousand Worries]

According to Fang Che’s own estimation, the evil energy within this ancient jade, considering his current speed, might take ten or eight years to dissipate completely, which would be quite good.

But this situation is unacceptable.

He began to try, using the Infinite Scripture to wrap and then bind it in one place.

It wouldn’t affect his mind, but the constant emission of it was too dangerous.

Although the Infinite Scripture could manage it easily, it couldn’t sustain it for long, because Fang Che’s cultivation was indeed shallow. By Fang Che’s own estimation, he had to release it approximately every two hours.

"Whose jade is this originally?"

Fang Che was completely shocked.

Judging by the density of the evil energy and the accumulated time later on, the blood debts in this person’s hands could not possibly be calculated with just hundreds of thousands.

Even millions are definitely insufficient!

This individual was absolutely a calamity-bringing demon of the ’slaughtering all life’ level!

’No wonder the Wei Wo Zheng Sect is so anxious, even willing to sacrifice so much to find this ancient jade...’

Fang Che’s heart was shaken.

But what worried him more was... would this thing inside him be discovered?

Did the Wei Wo Zheng Sect have any means of discerning or sensing it?

So Fang Che stayed put, fully operating the Infinite Scripture, using his past life’s experience to simultaneously erase the evil energy while searching for any possible soul mark within the ancient jade.

If there was a soul mark, even knowing this was a great opportunity, he had to quickly hand the ancient jade over to the Guardian.

Because keeping it with himself was absolutely untenable.

Even his own life was entirely at risk.

With such an object existing on him, if discovered, even if the Wei Wo Zheng Sect deployed experts from the Weapon List to kill him, Fang Che would not find it surprising at all!

However, after resolving the evil energy for such a long period.

Moreover, with such easy integration and acceptance with his Divine Soul.

Fang Che found no trace of any Divine Soul Mark.

"How could there be no soul mark? How could such an important thing be completely unguarded?"

Fang Che puzzled over it endlessly.

He naturally didn’t know, just because of his sensitivity and messing around, the terrifying demon was half-crippled, and even the hard-to-nurture Soul Split was annihilated.

This ancient jade became a masterless item probably due to his series of actions.

If Fang Che knew, and thought about how this ancient jade had circled around to end up in his hands, he would surely sigh.

But now, he was just utterly baffled.

While resolving the evil energy, he began pondering.

’The fact that the Wei Wo Zheng Sect is willing to expose so much of their foundation to find it proves... there is no definite means of identification or immediate sensing.’

’I’ve collected so many ancient jades, and Mu Lin Yuan directly let me go for a day and a night. That is to say... in identifying what I’ve collected, they also cannot be sure of what’s inside and need to employ means to identify one by one, even spending a day and a night.’

’This implies that each jade needs to be handled and carefully sensed to be distinguished...’

’In other words, this ancient jade within me, now in my Divine Sense, cannot be sensed by them.’

’That says there’s no soul mark present. Even if there was, the soul related to the soul mark should be vanished, or perhaps... can’t come out.’

’That’s the only reason.’

’Thus, this ancient jade within me should pose no problem.’

Once he understood this point, Fang Che felt much relieved.

After all, who would willingly give up such a good thing?

Seeing that there’s still time.

It’s merely afternoon.

There’s still a whole night... no rush.

So Fang Che closed his eyes once again.

At first, when the evil energy surged the most, he’d let more of it disperse outward.

The Infinite Scripture began to operate fiercely, strands of evil energy continuously scattering towards the sky, the earth, and the forests...

The sun tilted westward.

Slowly setting in the west.

The last glimmer of sunset vanished into the horizon.

Ye Meng came cautiously beside Fang Che: "Young Master?"

"What?"

"It’s almost dark."

"What are you afraid of when it’s dark?"

Fang Che replied calmly: "Such a beautiful scene, take a longer look at it. Humans and nature need to be more intimate sometimes. Since we’re out here, we’ll camp here tonight."

"Huh?"

"Huh what?"

Fang Che impatiently waved his hand: "Didn’t I ask you to bring things out with you? Quickly go find some game and barbecue it. Make sure it’s clean and delicious, otherwise, I’ll sell you..."

"To a brothel!" Ye Meng pouted and completed his thought.

"Hmm, since you know, hurry up and go."

"..."

Ye Meng had no choice but to take the sword and go hunting for game.

Fang Che continued half-lying down, beginning to disperse the evil energy.

Feeling increasingly emotional: What kind of great demon, worthy of a thousand cuts, was the original owner of this jade!

So much evil energy.

If not for the Infinite Scripture, using the continent’s most primitive method to resolve it...

Fang Che knew very clearly that even a master from the Weapon List would need several months at the least to dispel it.

If someone Emperor Level or Monarch Level got hold of this thing, it’s estimated that in less than ten days, they’d be turned into a demon who only knows slaughter by the evil energy.

Of course, if his own cultivation reached Emperor Level or Monarch Level, with the power of the Infinite Scripture, it’s estimated the evil energy would be dispelled in an afternoon.

A night passed.

The morning wind blew mightily, with mountain winds howling.

In the autumn morning, there was already a bit of piercing coldness.

Ye Meng awoke from meditation, whereas Fang Che was still lying on his side with eyes closed.

"He’s nerve-wrackingly decided to stay outside all night... and not enter the tent."

Ye Meng muttered.

Standing up to find a place to wash, but when she opened her eyes to look ahead, she was suddenly dumbfounded.

The entire mountain... barren!

A ground full of thick red leaves!

This mountain has turned bare!

Moreover, the grassland that was lush and green last night has also turned withered and yellow.

Unable to resist, Ye Meng rubbed her eyes and looked again, it was still the same.

After closing her eyes and opening them once more, it remained unchanged.

"This is..."

Ye Meng was puzzled.

Did I sleep the whole night? Could it be that I slept for three months?

How could it be like this?

Over there, Fang Che slowly opened his eyes.

The Infinite Scripture within him had sealed the outlet for the evil energy.

The feeling was tolerable, for two hours, there should be no issue.

If not urgent to resolve it, it could also be taken out and kept on his person, that way the evil energy wouldn’t leak out.

Then standing upright to stretch, suddenly widened his eyes: "Ye Meng, Ye Meng!"

"What is it, Young Master?" Ye Meng hurried over.

"What’s going on?"

Fang Che was shocked: "How did it turn into winter? Where are the leaves? What did you do last night?"

"..."

Ye Meng opened her mouth wide: "Me?"

"Yes, you stayed here all night, caught two rabbits, how did you make the mountain bare?" Fang Che asked with a frown.

"I find it strange too... it wasn’t me!"

Ye Meng shook her head continuously: "I myself am wondering what’s going on here?"

Fang Che confidently stated: "It must have been you! There was no one else on the mountain last night! And I was asleep the whole time, if not you then who?"

Ye Meng felt quite helpless: "Where would I have such skills..."

"Hmph, anyway, let’s get moving. If it wasn’t you, then there must be some ghost, surely we haven’t slept for three months."

Fang Che went forward to untie the reins.

The black horse neighed towards the sky.

The white horse also eagerly shook its head and wagged its tail wishing to descend the mountain.

Let’s hurry back.

The grass on this mountain, for some unknown reason, has become unappetizing overnight...

Fang Che, continuing along the way, frightened Ye Meng, furrowing his brows and speaking solemnly: "That mountain probably really has ghosts..."

Ye Meng’s face tightened: "..."

"It seemed there was ghost laughter halfway through the night, chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

Ye Meng: "..."

"See, there’s nothing wrong going down the mountain. There’s something strange about that mountain."

"..."

"Even the two horses seem weary, if not ghosts then what could it be?"

"..."

"Why is your face so pale? Could a ghost have possessed you?"

"Ahhh..."

Ye Meng screamed as her heart pounded, and whipped the white horse with a lash, leading the way down in advance.

"Hahaha..."

Fang Che laughed heartily.

Feeling delighted.

Checking the Divine Sense Space, he was even more delighted.

His current Divine Sense had expanded by more than three times.

One could say his Divine Soul had grown threefold, how could this not please him?

If a normal Innate Grandmaster’s Divine Sense Space were, say, one meter, then Fang Che’s should’ve been three meters before.

But now, it was a full twelve meters.

This Divine Soul strength was twelve times stronger than an ordinary Innate Grandmaster!

Divine Thought, being the foundation of all support and a guarantee for future combat power, how could Fang Che not rejoice?

Moreover, this ancient jade continued to nourish his Divine Soul, how strong it could become, no one could predict.

"What a treasure!"

Fang Che thought to himself, such a good thing, even if a bit dangerous, is worth it.

Definitely cannot hand it over!

...

At Scholar Residence.

Bei Mingxin sprawled on a deck chair as if his entire spine had been extracted, unwilling even to move a finger.

Finally finished the examination.

"Worn out..."

Bei Mingxin felt an urge to cry; it was so exhausting. One ancient jade after another monitored; each required the use of Divine Sense.

Fang Che’s collected heap of fake and inferior goods almost wore Bei Mingxin out.

Mu Lin Yuan passed over a cup of awakening tea: "How is it? Any feeling?"

"No!"

Bei Mingxin closed his eyes and drank the tea in one gulp: "A complete waste of effort... none of it, at all. And quite a few are inferior jades, some of them even burial goods, damn it, some were found in mouths or shoved into Pian Yan..."

Mu Lin Yuan: "..."

Watching Bei Mingxin’s expression, he almost wanted to laugh out loud: "Wouldn’t ordinary appraisers recognize this, why would you..."

"That Wuxiang Jade, although it superficially appeared as jade, its material was different, as it was newly emerged, and no different from those burial artifacts... sigh..."

Bei Mingxin’s sigh was particularly deep, filled with a sense of what cannot be looked back upon.

"Why don’t you take a break, there are other places waiting..."

"Oh, heavens..."

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