Monarch Night
Chapter 208 - 166: The Sect Hierarch’s Beloved【An additional - for Yan Hui’s melancholy drop from the ranks of the Silver Alliance +8】

Chapter 208: Chapter 166: The Sect Hierarch’s Beloved【An additional Chapter for Yan Hui’s melancholy drop from the ranks of the Silver Alliance +8】

The sect leaders had mixed feelings in their hearts.

Especially Hai Wuliang of the Yemo Sect, Guan Shan Du of the San Sheng Sect, Kou Yifang of the Heavenly God Sect, and Gu Shanfeng of the Mingguang Sect; these four sect leaders were especially feeling a myriad of emotions.

The five sects in the Southeast have always been on equal footing, but now, the Yixin Sect has been promoted, and the Yin Shen Palace stands high above accepting the Sect Leader’s audience, while the four of them have been kneeling below for nearly an hour.

This heaven-and-earth difference... made the four feel so bitter that they couldn’t speak.

The General Level participants in the Cultivating Gu to Become a God plan who perished are just gone, nothing special, and it doesn’t affect the strength of the sect, but the lower status is hard to accept.

Especially Hai Wuliang of the Yemo Sect, whose resentment has swollen his liver and lungs!

Damn this Yin Shen Palace.

Your disciple uses my sect’s name!

Kneeling to you every day!

Today, I just had to kneel too... Yin Shen Palace, damn your ancestors for eight generations!

Watching the otherworldly arrogance of Yin Shen Palace descending the Heavenly Ladder.

The crowd was filled with a complex array of emotions in their eyes. They wished they could drag this old thing down and ascend themselves!

Bi Changhong said one sentence and then rode a rainbow light away. With the etiquette officer’s closing words, the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan finally came to an end!

"...The Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan has concluded perfectly!"

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Over at the Yin Shen Palace, many sect leaders gathered to offer congratulations.

Meanwhile, Fang Che was busy adding contacts.

Ling Kong and the other six were all adding too.

Other General Levels also came to add, and even some from the headquarters’ General Levels gathered around to add; regardless of whether they were allies, Yemo was a loyal person worth befriending.

Of course, this character was resolute.

Now that there’s contact, if something happens in the future, a private message could reveal it’s this demon, and one could quickly retreat.

It could save a life.

Fang Che accepted them all, and with a ding, he added quite a few.

Mainly because one guy shouted: "Only the Ninth General’s contacts should connect, the rest shouldn’t join the chaos, can you keep up?"

Many turned away reluctantly.

But even so, when there was finally no one around, Fang Che had gained two thousand more contacts.

All of a sudden, friends were all over the world!

All were demons.

Looking at his long list, Fang Che’s smile widened. These guys waiting to be caught and sold, how many merits could that earn?

Finally, the crowd thinned out.

The time for the Yin Shen Palace’s public display had finally come to an end.

He walked up to Treasurer Hu Qiu and chuckled: "Master Hu, I’m sorry, but it seems I made a small profit."

Hu Qiu’s chubby face twisted into a frown, struggling, clutching his money bag tightly, and pleaded: "Yin Sect Leader, you..."

"A bet is a bet."

Yin Shen Palace said calmly: "What, does Master Hu want to renege?"

"How could that be..."

Hu Qiu felt like cutting flesh, it was painful.

Fifty times!

Fifty times, indeed! A full fifty thousand Divine Crystals! This really took half my life.

Shaking, he handed it over to Yin Shen Palace, who took it all at once without any courtesy.

This was my rightful win.

As for the previous intention to curry favor with Treasurer Hu, it was far beyond the clouds now. That was when I was deposed as Sect Leader, but now, I’m as stable as a mountain!

Why would I rely on you, this fat deadweight?

"Thank you for your generosity, Master Hu!"

Yin Shen Palace laughed heartily: "Next time there’s such a good opportunity, please remember this brother."

"Haha... fine."

Hu Qiu was filled with hatred, staring at the Divine Crystals in Yin Shen Palace’s hand, almost fainting.

Tears were beginning to brim in the eyes.

But Yin Shen Palace had already turned and left.

Approaching Yemo Sect’s Sect Master Jiang Yihe, he said flatly: "Sect Master Jiang..."

Jiang Yihe vanished in a flash.

Afraid of what this guy might say.

Yin Shen Palace strutted off, satisfaction written across his face, and headed towards Hai Wuliang, saying mildly: "Sect Master Hai, it seems you have something to say?"

Hai Wuliang gritted his teeth and said: "...No!"

"Nothing to say? Hahaha..."

Hai Wuliang could not hold it anymore and yelled: "Yin Shen Palace, why did you name your disciple Yemo? You’re too much!"

Yin Shen Palace said: "Oh, it’s about this. Sect Master Hai, how can you blame me? For example, the name Zhang Qiang, there must be tens of thousands of people with that name in the world, right? Just because you claim Yemo, others can’t use it? Sect Master Hai, aren’t you being too domineering?"

Hai Wuliang was furious: "That’s nonsense! Does what you’re saying mean the same as what I’m saying?"

Yin Shen Palace replied airily: "Sect Master Hai, what you’re saying is... okay, you can take a disciple and name them Yixin, I wouldn’t mind. And when they compete for the championship in Cultivating Gu to Become a God, I’ll kneel to you then, alright?"

As he said this, he turned Hai Wuliang’s shoulder halfway, as if coaxing a child, saying: "Alright, alright, let’s go, let’s go, it’s not that big of a deal. Look at your narrow mind..."

Hai Wuliang was pushed far away by Yin Shen Palace, still flushed red, mumbling angry curses.

Once Yin Shen Palace finished socializing with everyone, he walked back, full of satisfaction.

Seeing Yin Shen Palace approaching, Fang Che respectfully saluted: "Subordinate Yemo, meets the Sect Leader!"

"What Sect Leader!"

Yin Shen Palace glared at him and said: "Call me Master!"

Fang Che stood there dumbfounded.

Yin Shen Palace couldn’t help it anymore, laughed heartily, and embraced Fang Che, his voice trembling slightly: "This time... you’ve done very well! You’ve brought great honor to me before the entire Main Sect!"

He let go of Fang Che, sighing: "You declared before the entire sect that I am your master, how could I not acknowledge such a good disciple?"

Fang Che said: "It was what a disciple should do."

"Good, good, good!"

Yin Shen Palace praised repeatedly.

Feeling elated, his excitement had yet to settle down.

Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fangquan congratulated with envy: "Congratulations to the Sect Leader on gaining an excellent disciple."

Yin Shen Palace laughed heartily.

Fang Che said: "Masters Qian and Hou, your kindness is also recorded in my heart."

Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang’s faces instantly bloomed with smiles.

What a feeling of elation.

Seeing the three of them so happy, Fang Che reminded: "Master, the crisis for you isn’t small either."

Yin Shen Palace laughed and waved his hand: "For now, it’s all small matters! Small matters!"

His gaze gradually turned cold as he obviously thought of Bei Mingxin and Ren Zhongyuan.

He said calmly: "The matter has passed."

"Yes."

At that moment, a voice said: "Yin Sect Leader."

The voice was cold and aloof with a natural air of superiority.

Yin Shen Palace turned to see it was Yan Beihan.

Regarding Yan Beihan, Yin Shen Palace dared not offend her in the slightest. This young lady was now the Vice Sect Master’s treasure, and it was said that Vice Sect Master Yan had said: This granddaughter is my lifeblood!

"Mr. Yan, hello." Yin Shen Palace was very respectful.

"Yin Sect Leader, you’re too kind. I would like to borrow your sect’s Yemo to step aside to discuss something." Yan Beihan said.

"Sure, sure. Yemo, go quickly! Be respectful to Mr. Yan."

Yin Shen Palace pushed Fang Che forward with some regret in his heart.

Yemo’s current appearance is not very impressive, with a face full of beard, looking very ugly. If it were changed to his original appearance, perhaps he could use some charm.

But now, the façade was ruined.

Thinking about it, he sighed.

Seeing Fang Che walking away with Yan Beihan, Qian Sanjiang curiously asked: "Such a joyful occasion, why is the Sect Leader sighing?"

"I’m sighing for Yemo, if he was shown in his true appearance, wouldn’t Mr. Yan favor that face? It’s a pity, such a good opportunity wasted." Yin Shen Palace had completely assumed the role of a concerned parent, even worrying about Yemo’s future marriage.

Qian Sanjiang smirked: "What the Sect Leader says is true, a bit unfortunate. However... it is probably for the best. With Mr. Yan’s status, many outstanding young men from the Main Sect are watching. If Yemo caught Mr. Yan’s eye, it might become a big deal."

Yin Shen Palace suddenly realized and said: "You’re right, right, I understand now. Not possible, not possible, we can’t afford that."

Thus, he sighed again: "What a pity, what a pity."

Qian Sanjiang and Hou Fang exchanged knowing glances.

Evidently, Yemo had truly become dear to the Sect Leader’s heart. Even his lifelong matters were being fussed over.

Such unprecedented favor.

But both men were pleased too; after all, Yemo was half their disciple. That’s a fact.

Determined in their hearts, they planned to see what they could teach Yemo and teach a little more if he wanted to learn when they got back...

Fang Che followed Yan Beihan out, heading to the edge of the platform.

The wind blew, fluttering their clothes.

Fang Che, with his face full of thick beard, had a robust and mighty build, exuding Evil Qi, covered in blood stains.

Yan Beihan, in her snow-white dress, had flowing hair, and her skirt flowed with the wind.

Though she wore a hideous mask, her unparalleled grace couldn’t be concealed.

The two stood together like angels and demons, beauty and beast.

"Brother Yemo’s name shakes the Main Sect this time, with an unlimited future, congratulations first from Yan Beihan." Yan Beihan spoke congratulatory words, but her voice was cold.

Fang Che said seriously: "In the secret realm, driven by selfishness, I audaciously snatched Lady Yan’s Spirit Fruit. I hope Lady Yan will not blame me, given her magnanimity."

Yan Beihan coldly replied: "You realize you’ve offended me?"

Fang Che bitterly smiled: "Such a Spirit Fruit, who wouldn’t treat it as treasure? I’m no fool."

"Then why, knowing my identity, knowing you’d offend me, still rob it?"

Yan Beihan turned her head, her bright eyes fixating on Fang Che’s face.

This was what she couldn’t comprehend.

This guy was just too bold and reckless.

She had painstakingly set traps, and this guy emerged to steal the prize; she finally glimpsed the Spirit Fruit, and no one in the secret realm dared contend with her, yet he had snatched it away.

Did he have a bear’s heart and leopard’s courage?

How did he dare?

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