Monarch Night
Chapter 219 - 177 Yemo! Yemo! [Added 15 more for Yan Hui’s Sad Fall Great Alliance]

Chapter 219: Chapter 177 Yemo! Yemo! [Added 15 more for Yan Hui’s Sad Fall Great Alliance]

The true leader is Fang Che.

He is merely a tool to sustain this team.

However, Yu Zhongge knows in his heart that this is the best way.

This way, as they move forward, some are out wandering, some gather together, responding to each other. No matter the time, they can support and help each other.

They will never be completely captured by anyone.

In the future, when everyone has developed and gained their reputation, if someone wants to deal with Fang Che, they must consider the four of us and the Four Great Families behind us.

If someone wants to deal with the four of us, they must also consider that elusive God of Killing, Fang Che, in the shadows!

Perfect!

So Yu Zhongge has no complaints about being this "Puppet Master" leader.

He even enjoys it immensely.

In the next three days, the finals are essentially a recuperation period.

While the finals are fought on stage, all the spectators’ gazes unconsciously drift towards the Baiyun Martial Academy stands.

There sits a young man in a black robe.

Like a stabilizer, he sits on the Baiyun Martial Academy stands.

Handsome in appearance, graceful in conduct, calm and composed, gentle like jade.

However, all the upper echelons of the Martial Arts Academy, and the students, know.

This person, for the next four years, will be an obstacle that cannot be bypassed in any martial arts competition!

This year, he is just a first-year. But with his current strength, even if he were to compete in the second-year finals, victory is certain!

In the second year, third year...

Thinking this, all the deans and leaders of the Martial Arts Academy feel a deep darkness: This grade of students, all the geniuses under the heavens, will be under this person’s shadow, ground into the dirt for four years!

No one can rise above!

Four years later, it won’t just be about the academy rankings; but everyone knows clearly, as long as this guy doesn’t suddenly perish, four years later, he might become famously renowned throughout the world!

...

Meanwhile.

The Guardians received significant news.

"The Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect has ended. Two great talents emerged, one being the granddaughter of Yan Nan, the second Vice Sect Hierarch, Yan Beihan. However, the most worrying is not this woman, but the Yemo from the Yixin Sect! Yemo, alone in the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan, killed over thirty thousand peers, stood out as the champion, broke Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s records of thousands of years, ranking first!"

"This Yemo is ruthless, kills people relentlessly, and once grown, will likely become a significant threat to us Guardians! There is a potential for competing for the top of the Cloud Weapon List in the future!"

"Yemo, height 1.78 meters, square face, thick eyebrows, a full beard, strong build. There is suspicion if this is his true appearance. It is said that this Yemo not only killed subordinate sect General Levels but also many from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect Headquarters General Level. This demon’s future is boundless, and the future harm is immense, advising early disposal. Completely eliminate future threats!"

All the high-level Guardians were having a meeting, and someone read aloud this intelligence.

Dongfang Sansan chaired the meeting, while Ningxue Sword and Xue Fuxiao were absent.

Only heads of major functional departments at headquarters were present.

This was a work meeting, not a combat meeting. But Dongfang Sansan had to come out to host. A backbone that couldn’t be missed. And today, it was even more necessary.

Now, all the focus was drawn to this piece of intelligence.

Everyone’s face displayed worry.

Yemo!

Defeated over thirty thousand peers in one battle!

Cruel methods, devoid of humanity, kills on sight.

If such a demon grows up, it will indeed be a major catastrophe for us Guardians.

Now he is only at General Level.

If one day he reaches Emperor Level, Monarch Level, or even higher... he would become the sharpest sword of the Demon Sect.

Duan Xiyang has now achieved fame and success, so he won’t easily make a move. But such an emerging force like Yemo is eager to show off, eager to rise up, eager to stand at high positions.

Then what to use to rise up?

Only using the mountain of bones and countless lives of the Guardians, dripping with blood!

This is the merit of the Demon Sect.

Suddenly, everyone realized the danger of this person.

"Ninth Lord! This Yemo cannot be kept!"

"Ninth Lord, this Yemo must be removed as soon as possible, or once he grows his wings, it will be a disaster as huge as the sky, a demonic calamity."

"..."

More than twenty high-ranking members gathered in unison.

The danger of Yemo is obvious to anyone with eyes.

Dongfang Sansan held the intelligence, carefully scrutinizing it, his eyes and face full of concerns.

"The Wei Wo Zheng Sect has such a talent emerging again."

Dongfang Sansan sighed softly and said, "Although he is only at General Level, it adds a few more weights to my heart."

He tapped the intelligence with his fingers, saying, "This Yemo will undoubtedly become a significant threat in the future. This point, you did not misjudge, but whether it’s necessary to act now and kill him, in my opinion...your perspectives are somewhat shortsighted."

The crowd below was astonished: "Ninth Lord, do you intend to bring such a demon over to our side?"

Dongfang Sansan laughed: "The demon joined the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan, bringing him over? That is absolutely impossible. But us taking action to kill him is also somewhat inappropriate."

He smiled and said, "Everything has pros and cons, fighting with the Demon Sect requires making full use of these pros and cons to achieve the best outcome for ourselves, this is what I need you to do, not simply having you kill a few people! That would be too disappointing."

"Please enlighten us, Ninth Lord."

Everyone knew that Ninth Lord’s wisdom was like the ocean. Since he said so, there must be something they couldn’t see.

One by one, they nodded sincerely, watching Dongfang Sansan, waiting for him to reveal the mystery.

"You cannot rely on me for everything."

Dongfang Sansan showed a look of helplessness: "Now, each of you is a person who is in control of the big picture. How can you rely on me for everything? If one day I’m not here, will you only know how to kill?"

"Why can’t you see things from another perspective?"

Dongfang Sansan sighed.

Everyone listened silently to his reprimand.

But their faces showed no other expression.

Because they had a consensus: losing to Dongfang Sansan in wisdom and thought is not something to be ashamed of.

On the contrary, it’s an honor.

So over time, the most helpless situation for Dongfang Sansan emerged: These people, each one resourceful, each one far-sighted.

But as long as they’re with him, none of them think!

There was a saying among them: "Throw away your brain when you see Ninth Lord! Because keeping it is useless!"

No matter how smart, it can’t beat Ninth Lord.

For this situation, Dongfang Sansan almost wanted to drag this group out collectively to be beaten.

But no matter how he rallied them, these guys were not thinking.

"Thinking smart in front of Ninth Lord... hahaha..."

This nearly became a proverb at the Guardian Headquarters!

It’s speechless!

So now, even though Dongfang Sansan was trying to activate them, the minds of the Guardian high-ups sitting there were a blank slate.

Ah, it’s emptied, waiting for Ninth Lord’s instructions.

Dongfang Sansan finally got disappointed.

Sighed.

He said, "Look, this Yemo, right now, he is a genius of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, a genius of the Yixin Sect, and moreover, he is a ruthless executioner, with blood-stained hands. But, this Yemo is still only at General Level!"

"In such a case, other situations emerge."

"For one, this Yemo’s situation will inevitably catch the attention of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect Headquarters! And inevitably become a key figure. I just ask you, if we boldly take action now and kill this Yemo, what would be the consequence?"

Dongfang Sansan asked.

"The Demon Sect would certainly retaliate." They quickly responded.

"How would they retaliate?" Dongfang Sansan pursued further.

"They most likely would target our future talents."

Dongfang Sansan asked again, "How certain are you in preventing or resisting the opponent’s retaliation?"

"Depends on who the opponent sends."

"Then do you think if a candidate for the Main Sect’s championship is killed, who would the opponent send?"

"Possibly someone on the Weapon List."

"Then can we stop them?"

"Cannot!"

The person speaking began to sweat profusely.

It’s easy to be a thief for a thousand days, but impossible to guard against one for a thousand days. If an expert on the Weapon List of the opponent intends to target various martial academies, no matter how the defense, the opponent can find an opportunity.

Because subsequent talents are truly too weak!

Dongfang Sansan felt a sense of relief in his heart, finally guiding the matter onto this track, then continued calmly, saying, "For the sake of a Yemo, losing tens of thousands of future talents, do you think it’s worth it?"

"Not worth it."

"Then why would you still consider killing?"

"Shouldn’t kill..."

The person was drenched in cold sweat: "But if we don’t kill, are we just to let him grow unchecked?"

His nose was even sweating.

Dongfang Sansan frowned: "Who said we allow him to grow unchecked? Not dealing with such a vicious demon quickly, leaving it to grow?! What kind of thinking is this?"

"This... this..."

Not only this person, but everyone was confused.

What did Ninth Lord mean?

Why was he speaking so contradictory today?

"Any issue, you must consider from the perspective most favorable to yourself, even bad things should have something beneficial to us."

Dongfang Sansan said, "Regarding this little demon Yemo, we absolutely cannot ignore him. But for the time being, he is not for us to handle. Look over this intelligence again closely, find points we can exploit."

The crowd began to study.

"Points we can exploit? This... Could it mean..."

"Even killing people from the Main Sect?"

They suddenly understood.

"Correct, that’s one aspect."

Dongfang Sansan said, "From what I know, the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan is the only formal promotion channel of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, so over the years, each subsidiary sect’s sect leader, various Demon Sect Headquarters leaders put their children inside once they meet the conditions of age and cultivation. Guess how many of these Second Generation Demons died inside?"

"These are all direct descendant bloodlines. Are they not heartbroken over such direct bloodlines perishing?"

He chuckled faintly, "Based on what I know, this time the people who entered the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan from Wei Wo Zheng Sect was... 163,612. In the end, 35,463 came out."

"Died inside, 128,149! This is the highest death rate in the Demon Sect’s Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan in a thousand years! So, it is bound to have the strongest reaction, and previously, in the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan, Headquarters rarely died."

The crowd gasped in shock.

Such a high death rate?

Dongfang Sansan said, "Now you tell me, how many did this Yemo kill?"

The crowd was puzzled, "Isn’t it clearly stated in the files, over thirty thousand?"

Dongfang Sansan laughed softly, saying, "Wrong! Yemo killed 128,149!"