Monarch Night
Chapter 182 - 140 Everything is Ready [Added for Alliance Hierarch Ru Bing Lie Huo]

Chapter 182: Chapter 140 Everything is Ready [Added for Alliance Hierarch Ru Bing Lie Huo]

The long night stretched on, Fang Che’s movement technique was like lightning, dashing through the darkness like a ghost.

Onward, he flew toward Bai zhang peak.

It was time to retrieve the Golden Horned Flood Dragon.

Given his current speed, he arrived quickly, finding the place with ease.

Fang Che placed all the items he didn’t need inside the cave of the Thousand Poison Demon Monarch.

Clearing out his own storage space.

For this trip of the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan, Yin Shen Palace would surely give him some good items, so the storage needed to be cleared out first.

Otherwise, it would be a waste.

The cave of the Thousand Poison Demon Monarch was extremely secretive, and over the past six months, as the Golden Horned Flood Dragon devoured the soul powers of so many from the Su Family, its power had grown considerably, and the poisonous insects it raised had become horrifyingly numerous and extremely venomous.

Now the place was completely overgrown with vines.

Moreover, Fang Che had sealed the entrance with giant rocks, making it a truly undetectable hideout.

Now, with Fang Che’s return, this place had actually become his treasure trove.

Thinking about it, Fang Che felt as if fate was playing tricks.

He reckoned that the Thousand Poison Demon Monarch could never have imagined that the cave he had invested his life’s effort into, would be so easily taken by others, especially his own enemy, who fully utilized it...

If he knew, he might rise from the grave in rage.

Looking at the eagerly awaiting Golden Horned Flood Dragon.

Its delight was evident as it flipped joyfully in the air at Fang Che’s arrival.

Fang Che smiled slightly, extended his palm.

The long strip of Divine Attribute Metal appeared: "See if you can get in?"

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon flipped happily and rushed into the Divine Attribute Metal with a whoosh.

Fang Che’s Divine Sense immediately followed inside.

A small elf-like light orb was comfortably sleeping inside, and the Golden Horned Flood Dragon transformed into another light orb crashing in.

The territory had been invaded.

The little elf awoke instantly, casting a confinement in a flash.

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon was immediately immobilized in mid-air.

Unable to move at all.

Then the little elf charged fiercely, opened its mouth, which was surprisingly larger than the head of the Golden Horned Flood Dragon, and was about to gulp it in one bite.

This kind of innate spiritual power was not to be trifled with, if it hadn’t been powerful, wouldn’t it have been devoured long ago?

At this moment, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon couldn’t even move, utterly pitiful.

As it was about to be swallowed, Fang Che’s Divine Sense entered.

"Stop!"

Fang Che hurriedly stopped it.

The sharp blade formed by the little elf hovered above the Golden Horned Flood Dragon’s head.

Fang Che’s Divine Sense hurried over, smiling wryly: "I got you a companion, didn’t I."

The little elf: "????"

"Wouldn’t it be lonely staying here by yourself? Sometimes I can’t stay with you because I have to fight, to learn, to practice, right?"

Fang Che coaxed patiently: "So I specially brought you a partner so that when I can’t accompany you, the two of you can play together."

"How could you try to harm your partner right away?"

The little elf hesitated and released the confinement.

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon was thoroughly frightened, dashing to hide behind Fang Che, trembling.

The scare just now almost shattered its soul.

Its soul body had exploded for a moment.

This innate essence was a natural nemesis of soul bodies like the Golden Horned Flood Dragon. If Fang Che hadn’t stopped, the little elf could have torn and devoured it without leaving a trace.

Moreover, it wouldn’t have been much useful to it either.

Fang Che wiped away cold sweat.

Luckily, he had followed inside, otherwise, his carefully prepared backup plan would have been devoured so easily, and he would have likely coughed up blood in frustration.

"Stop hiding, this is your partner whom you might spend your whole lifetime with. Get acquainted."

Fang Che pulled out the Golden Horned Flood Dragon.

In this Divine Sense Space, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon looked tiny, about the length of half a chopstick, a small little snake with a horn.

And the little elf was even smaller.

Now the two timidly sized each other up.

Then, in Fang Che’s watchful Divine Sense, an interesting occurrence unfolded.

A strand of white light appeared from the little elf’s head, thin as a hair, swaying forward.

While a strand of white light also emerged from the Golden Horned Flood Dragon’s head, similarly hair-thin, swaying forward.

Then the two strands gradually contacted.

Spiraling around each other.

Finally touching at the tips, and with a swish, twisted into a braid.

Then released.

And the two white strands started fluttering like dancing dragons and phoenixes.

And the bodies of the two little creatures began playing around in the Divine Attribute Metal like they were roaming the nine heavens.

After a while of chaotic play, they began to play side by side.

Fang Che watched, dumbfounded: This, this, this... are they making friends?

This way of making friends is truly... unique.

Anyway, I don’t get it.

What Fang Che didn’t know was that while they indeed were making friends, they were also establishing hierarchy and rank.

In the end, naturally, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon couldn’t beat the local snake and was forced to recognize the little elf as its big brother.

Then the little elf generously offered to play with its little brother.

Thus, the matter was settled.

They coexist in peace with established hierarchy—of course, this was something Fang Che couldn’t see or know about.

After arriving here, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon became lively.

Seeming to sniff something, it started to dash out.

Evil Qi!

There were actually such treasures!

Fang Che watched as the Golden Horned Flood Dragon rushed out, and the little elf followed, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon pounced on the Divine Ancient Jade, beginning to devour the Evil Qi.

While the little elf clearly wasn’t interested in this, circling around before returning.

After devouring, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon returned to the Divine Attribute Metal space to digest, while some residue of the Evil Qi it had consumed remained in the Divine Attribute Metal.

Thus, the cycle repeated.

The little elf was visibly displeased with the remaining Evil Qi, but there was nothing it could do after entering, so it pushed the remaining Evil Qi to the tip area.

Stacked in clumps over there.

Also a cycle repeatedly.

Both little ones worked diligently and earnestly.

Fang Che observed the Evil Qi residue accumulating at the tip of the Divine Attribute Metal, his eyes lighting up: this is... a natural spear tip?

Thinking of this made him regret the activated Evil Qi that he had dispersed earlier, if only he had known, he would have saved more of the Evil Qi?

But Fang Che knew himself, keeping too much of that stuff would be unbearable.

Yet this didn’t prevent him from feeling regret.

"I wonder how much is left inside..."

But seeing the Golden Horned Flood Dragon busily transporting, with an endless stream of Evil Qi pouring out from the Divine Ancient Jade, he gradually felt assured.

He then began communicating with the little elf.

Changing shape to form a spear.

The little elf ignored him or pretended not to understand, continuing its own busy work.

Then Fang Che kept conjuring up the shape of a spear for the little creature to see, yet it still ignored him, realizing it was feigning ignorance.

But it didn’t matter.

As long as I have a direction.

Some people’s Divine Weapons take decades to refine, why should I hurry?

Fang Che joyfully reverted his Divine Sense and then soared into the sky, leaving Bai zhang peak.

Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan.

Here I come!

...

Yin Shen Palace stood atop a mountain, with Hou Fang, Qian Sanjiang, and Mu Lin Yuan standing side by side.

Gazing at the winter night’s serene and chilly splendor.

Tonight’s moon was a slender crescent, its light dim, the sky dotted with countless stars, exceptionally bright.

Yin Shen Palace gazed at the sky’s stars, lost in thought for a while.

Especially the brightest star in the night sky, watching it attentively for a long time.

Seeming to smile faintly at the star, he began assigning tasks.

"Tomorrow at noon, all General Levels depart for headquarters."

Yin Shen Palace said: "Elder Qian and Elder Hou will go, Elder Mu, you stay behind to recuperate."

"Alright. Sect Hierarch, rest assured, I will guard the fort."

Mu Lin Yuan laughed heartily, saying: "During this time, being cooped up in Yemo’s underground chamber, almost stifled old me. This time going back, I can finally enjoy myself. That bastard practically imprisoned me."

Yin Shen Palace squinted his eyes with a smile, "How did it feel?"

"Very nice, Yemo was attentive, fearing I would feel lonely, he came to chat daily, surreptitiously taking something from me, and after such a long time, he stripped me clean of all I had learned!"

Though he complained aloud, Mu Lin Yuan’s face was smiling.

Hou Fang and Qian Sanjiang laughed heartily, though their laughter carried a hint of envy.

But Mu Lin Yuan knew the true significance of the words ’How did it feel?’ as asked by Yin Shen Palace.

After a moment’s thought, he said: "Yemo is still young, possessing an innocent heart and enough attentiveness, and filial piety, yet these, for those of us in the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, are not virtues."

The others nodded slightly.

"However, this youngster besides those, is decisive, unequivocal, purposeful, able to think through every matter, and ensuring he attains his interests."

"For instance?"

"For instance, in this period, old me was stripped clean."

Mu Lin Yuan smiled bitterly: "Originally, though wanting to teach him something, I had no intention of passing on everything. But this little demon, sly and cunning, caught onto every inadvertent word."

"Using threats, intimidation, pleading, and tantrums... impossible to guard against."

Mu Lin Yuan smiled bitterly.

Yin Shen Palace laughed aloud, saying: "That is something this brat would do."

Then asked: "Wasn’t anyone investigating during that time?"

"Yes."

Mu Lin Yuan replied: "However, they only came once, Yemo was at school, his maid claimed the master was not home, those people did a Divine Sense sweep, and I avoided it using the Ice Soul Platform, and they never returned from then on."

Yin Shen Palace nodded with satisfaction.

Only coming once, that was reasonable.

If they came repeatedly but never flushed out Mu Lin Yuan, it would have been overly obvious.

That place was already within Baiyun Martial Academy’s campus, likely just a cursory check.

Nonetheless, one sweep using Divine Sense, still exhibited the Guardian’s caution.

"Yemo should be arriving."

Yin Shen Palace gazed with his hands behind his back at the stars in the sky.

Feeling the chill of the night wind, his long robes fluttering, almost like flying.

"He knows the importance of things. However, being young, away from home for half a year, finally returning home wanting to stay longer with his mother, is understandable as human nature."

"Hmm, after arriving home yesterday, tonight..."

Yin Shen Palace casually remarked: "I guess it will be until the second half of the night for this brat. This is the first time our Sect Master has waited for anyone like this."

...

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