Monarch Night
Chapter 41 - 7: With a Heart for the World, Fang Zhi Understands the Difficulties of All Beings

Chapter 41: Chapter 7: With a Heart for the World, Fang Zhi Understands the Difficulties of All Beings

In the Yixin Sect.

"Sect Hierarch, Yemo has already enrolled in the Baiyun Martial Academy."

Great High Priest Mu Lin Yuan softly reminded.

Yin Shen Palace grunted nonchalantly, seemingly unconcerned.

Mu Lin Yuan continued, "Sect Hierarch, I’ve just remembered that Yemo’s identity... perhaps the Guardians have already become suspicious. If they inform Baiyun Martial Academy, then..."

He sighed, "Initially, the operation against the Su Family in Bibo City was somewhat rash."

"Rash?"

Yin Shen Palace looked at Mu Lin Yuan, his eyes expressing a strange look with a hint of derision, "Great High Priest, you think it was rash? You’ve only just realized it was rash?"

Yin Shen Palace heavily emphasized the word ’now.’

"Could it be..."

Mu Lin Yuan was stunned.

Yin Shen Palace closed his eyes, and spoke lightly, "This is where the true value of Yemo lies!"

"Ah?"

Mu Lin Yuan was taken aback.

He didn’t understand, the incident in Bibo City had heavy traces of the sect, leading to Yemo being targeted before even joining, yet how did this become a value?

With his eyes closed, Yin Shen Palace’s voice was ethereal, "The trial at Baiyun Martial Academy, including the grand competition, is a must-pass for Yemo, and they won’t be too hard on him. If Yemo can’t even pass this test, then it’s just as well if he dies."

"Either way, he’s just a new believer. Right now, his life and death hold no value. Only if he passes this test, will he gradually exhibit his worth in the future. It’s a long game, first and foremost, he needs to qualify for this long game. Mu Gongfeng, you are still better suited for combat."

Yin Shen Palace fell silent.

Mu Lin Yuan thought about this all the way back to his quarters and pondered for a long time, still feeling it was all a tangled mess.

It seemed like he understood, yet it seemed like he did not.

"Do I really only suit for combat?"

...

Ye Meng diligently cleaned her new home.

Currently, this large residence with three sections and a big garden housed only her and Fang Che.

Ye Meng cleaned by herself, and without using her cultivation, it was indeed tiring.

But she still cleaned enthusiastically.

For Ye Meng, who lost her parents at the age of two, this residence was the first she owned in her life.

Though the name registered was Fang Che’s, Ye Meng still felt a thrill of being the lady of the house.

Moving things around, directing the placement of various pieces of furniture, cleaning the yard, arranging the rooms...

Busy and sweating profusely, yet she remained tireless.

After all delivery people had left, Ye Meng finished cleaning and gazed at the transformed courtyard, lost in a trance.

In her eyes, there was an indescribable fondness.

During her time undercover by Fang Che, apart from not being able to show her cultivation, it had been perhaps the most comfortable period of her life.

No competition, no pressure, no combat.

Although Fang Che was often harsh with his words, Ye Meng knew in her heart that this Mr. Fang wasn’t truly bad towards her.

In fact, one could say he was extremely good!

He might bear the title of a demon of the Evil Sects, but his treatment towards her was impeccable.

The Tianmai red fruit improving her aptitude—just this gesture alone was an enormous favor.

Such treasures, aside from parents to children or masters to chosen disciples, who else would give such things to outsiders?

Yet Fang Che had given it to her to consume.

And the most orthodox methods of cultivation, various martial arts stances that refined the essence...

Almost completely corrected all her previously incorrect practices!

Her combat ability had doubled, if not more!

Even now, escalating battles was something she could manage with some confidence!

And the various Elixir Pills used in everyday cultivation... even within Great Sects and the Great Martial Academies, these things required fighting for!

Yet Fang Che had just given them to her.

Although he was usually cold and harsh, showing a stern face, he truly cared about her!

Even though he threatened every day to sell her to a brothel, this guy probably didn’t even know what a brothel was for.

Still using the same old threats to scare people.

"Sigh..."

Ye Meng sighed softly to herself.

She asked herself, if one day, an order came from above, commanding her to kill Fang Che.

Would she really be able to do it?

With this thought, she bit her lip hard.

’Why do you have to be a demon from an Evil Sect... Why must I be just an undercover agent? Why must we have different beliefs?’

Ye Meng’s vulnerability lasted only a short while before she recovered.

Then she began to arrange her new home.

That person had a bad temper; if he came back and saw it wasn’t clean, he would surely get angry.

...

Fang Che was also full of confusion when he was taken away.

What happened to me?

What did I do?

Why was I taken away as soon as I reported?

The office building was majestic, with the words ’Baiyun Martial Academy’ in the middle.

On each side was a couplet, shining with golden light.

They were actually melted gold, with ten large characters made of pure gold, each character two yards in size, embodying an imposing aura that reflected the heavens and earth.

The first couplet: "Embrace a heart to aid the world."

The second couplet: "Only then understand the struggles of all beings."

Signature: Yao Guang.

Very ordinary two sentences.

But Fang Che suddenly stopped, stared at these two sentences, and felt as if a mighty bell had resounded in his mind, vibrating intensely.

For a moment, he felt dizzy and disoriented.

He instinctively felt that this was related to him.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t remember.

As he stared at the signature "Yao Guang," he found himself unable to move, feeling a surge of blood rising to his chest, his vision blurring.

Seeing Fang Che standing motionless and staring at the couplet, the people accompanying him also involuntarily stopped.

Hua Baozi, with white whiskers, sighed softly, his voice filled with immense reverence.

"This couplet was written by Lord Meng Chuxing, the ninth Mountain Master of our Baiyun Martial Academy, five hundred and twenty years ago. It replaced the original couplet encouraging study, leaving behind these two sentences as a warning to the world."

"With a heart to help the world, one understands the challenges of all beings. These two sentences really make sense. Only by harboring the world in one’s heart and wanting to save it, can one understand the hardships faced by all beings under the Wei Wo Zheng Sect. And it is because of this understanding that one strives harder to find every possible way to save the world."

"Lord Meng was far-seeing and compassionate; he served as the Mountain Master of Baiyun Martial Academy for four hundred and fifty years before finally resigning. Before leaving, pointing at the couplet above, he told the new Mountain Master, Lord Meng Hejun, to remember these words well!"

Hua Baozi, full of admiration, continued: "Lord Meng Chuxing oversaw Baiyun Martial Academy with tireless dedication and poured his heart into it. He even remembered every single student during his tenure. From then on, our Baiyun Martial Academy was able to truly join the ranks of the Eight Great Martial Academies and gradually climbed to the fifth rank in the educational standings over the years!"

"The successor, Mountain Master Meng Hejun, his beloved only daughter, also took Lord Meng’s teachings to heart, persisting unchangingly for over a hundred years. After retiring, she still holds the position of our Baiyun Martial Academy’s Honorary Mountain Master. Today, our Baiyun Martial Academy is thriving and filled with talents, all thanks to the efforts of both Lord Meng."

Everyone’s face showed deep respect; when Hua Baozi reached this point, they bowed deeply toward the couplet and the signature on it.

Fang Che felt as if thunder was rumbling through his mind.

As if something was about to break free.

He suddenly felt an excruciating headache.

Whether it was this couplet, the name "Meng Chuxing," or the words "Yao Guang," all made his soul tremble.

Just as everyone showed their respect,

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling..."

A clear, ethereal bell rang out, and a person walked out from the building.

It was a woman.

She wore a purple dress, naturally elegant and exceptional, carrying the composed air of someone long accustomed to authority, naturally exuding a majestic demeanor.

On her wrist, she wore a string of delicate bells. Made of some material, they emitted a soft white glow.

As she moved, the clear and soft sound of the bells naturally rang out.

Like wind passing through a bamboo forest, naturally producing a celestial sound.

Like white waves on a beach, naturally formed.

As soon as the woman in purple appeared, she looked at everyone’s faces and smiled, "Huang Yifan, why have you suddenly started bowing here?"

Huang Yifan and others with Hua Baozi bowed neatly, respect almost overflowing from their faces: "Lord Meng, be well."

The woman in purple smiled, "I am no longer the Mountain Master of Baiyun Martial Academy, merely an Honorary Mountain Master now, no need for such formality."

"Lord Meng will always be the spiritual pillar of Baiyun Martial Academy!"

Hua Baozi said earnestly and seriously.

"That is too kind."

The woman in the purple dress was clearly "Lord Meng Chuxing’s only beloved daughter, Meng Hejun, the tenth Mountain Master of the Baiyun Martial Academy."

Her purple dress fluttered as she walked down the stairs, smiling, "Go ahead with your tasks, I’ve been summoned by a few elders and must hurry."

"Safe travels, Lord Meng."

Meng Hejun nodded and strode forward, passing by Fang Che, she casually remarked, "Is this the freshman for this year? Only one has arrived so far?"

Huang Yifan quickly smiled and said, "Yes, so we wanted to take an early look."

The woman in purple realized something and frowned, "Be careful. You are hot-tempered, don’t be willful, and consult Mr. Gao on everything."

"Yes, yes."

Huang Yifan agreed repeatedly.

Meng Hejun laughed lightly and said to Fang Che, "Little fellow, don’t be nervous. Practice your martial arts well."

Fang Che felt a bit dazed in his Divine Sense and replied, "Yes."

Meng Hejun nodded, came to his side, raised her hand, and pointed at the ten characters, saying, "Little fellow, read those ten characters clearly. As a martial artist, always remember, practicing martial arts is to protect the goodness in this world and to relieve the suffering of humanity."

She patted Fang Che’s shoulder, speaking earnestly, "With a heart set on helping the world, one understands the hardships of all beings. I only hope that one day, you can truly, from your heart, recite these ten characters and for these ten characters, strive throughout your life. This world can endure no more upheaval."

Her voice was gentle and kind, carrying endless divine power, like a trickling stream, smoothing the tumult in Fang Che’s mind.

Suddenly, there was only tranquility.

"Work hard! Follow the righteous path!"

Meng Hejun patted Fang Che’s shoulder, and he subconsciously felt a transfer of something akin to a sense of mission.

It was as if his soul had been purified, indescribably comforting.

Her purple dress fluttering.

In an instant, Meng Hejun soared into the sky, her graceful figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, a speck of purple light disappeared into the distant horizon.

Huang Yifan shook his head and chuckled, "Lord Meng is still as gentle and kind as ever, even bestowing a Soul Cleansing Technique on the young fellow before leaving."

He knew in his heart, he had sought Fang Che because he had received a message that Fang Che was a spy from the Demon Sect, specifically sent to infiltrate their ranks.

And clearly, Meng Hejun had guessed as much; she understood that her people would not mobilize for an ordinary freshman.

Yet, she still acted as she did.

All because of her compassionate heart and her responsibility as a teacher, unable to bear watching any student stray from the right path.

So, she bestowed a Soul Cleansing Technique on Fang Che.

"No wonder countless students who graduated from Baiyun Martial Academy have said that Lord Meng is a person who can save souls!"

Huang Yifan said with great admiration, "In my life, Huang Yifan, I have respected only a few people, but for both Lords Meng, I have deep admiration from the bottom of my heart."

The others laughed, "Are you the only one who respects her?"

Fang Che’s mind settled, and as he unconsciously looked back, Lord Meng had already vanished.

Only that faint, bell-like sound, clear as if from heaven, seemed to still resonate continuously in his heart.

Ding ling ling...

Ding ling ling...

...

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