Monarch Night
Chapter 52 - 17: School Belle Fang Che

Chapter 52: Chapter 17: School Belle Fang Che

Ye Meng rolled her eyes inwardly once again.

These demon folk really had a way with words... each sentence carried an anti-human sentiment.

Fang Che hurriedly declined, "Let’s not do that... Master, this Ximen Xuri is a genius of the Ximen Family and also a seedling of the Heavenly God Sect. This... in the future, we might be able to dodge the open attacks, but hidden assaults will be hard to guard against."

Sun Yuan nodded, "That’s certain. Neither the Heavenly God Sect nor the Ximen Family will let this go; but as for the Heavenly God Sect, naturally our Yixin Sect will take the brunt. As for the Ximen Family... hmph, let them dare to move an inch!"

A fierce gleam shot from Sun Yuan’s eyes.

Fang Che nodded, "Then I can rest easy."

Regarding this matter, Fang Che had already made up his mind a long time ago. Since Ximen Xuri was already killed, it was done and there was no point dwelling on it.

As for retaliation from the Heavenly God Sect, Fang Che wasn’t worried either. The army would be countered by the Yixin Sect, and water would be held back by the Yixin Sect’s lands.

As for the Ximen Family... since Ximen Xuri was dead, this family that had sided with the Heavenly God Sect had no more use.

Might as well leave it to Sun Yuan.

"Master, I’m feeling somewhat uneasy."

Fang Che frowned and said, "I keep feeling like those two corpses are still floating in front of my eyes, it’s very unsettling."

"Ah!"

Sun Yuan was startled and quickly said, "Take a Calming Pill and go rest, you’ll feel better after a sleep."

He patted Fang Che’s shoulder, comforting him, "Although Ximen Xuri is dead, don’t take it to heart. After all, the sun will still rise every day. Just think of him as still alive on the sun."

"Master makes a good point."

Fang Che sincerely agreed with a saying.

Yes, Ximen Xuri is dead, but the west was never supposed to have a shining sun anyway.

This, was reasonable.

Fang Che took the medicine and went to his room to sleep and rest.

In the yard, Sun Yuan was overjoyed.

The task was already one-third complete.

The seed of the Heavenly God Sect, Ximen Xuri, had been slain by Fang Che with a single stroke.

How delighted would the Sect Hierarch be if he knew about this!

Would he laugh loudly at the sky a few times?

The feeling of exhaling a breath of relief, Sun Yuan could feel it now.

"No, I must report this as soon as possible!"

Still not at ease about his disciple, he went in to check on the sleeping Fang Che, sensed for a moment, found his Divine Soul was stable, and then he was relieved.

After giving instructions to Ye Meng to take good care of him, he quickly disappeared.

...

"Hahaha..."

In the middle of the night, at the Main Altar of the Yixin Sect.

Yin Shen Palace laughed heartily, feeling extremely pleased.

"Sect Hierarch, what makes you so happy?" Mu Lin Yuan asked beside him.

"Yemo has already killed the seedling of the Heavenly God Sect!"

His brows and eyes bloomed like flowers, his usually sinister face was now full of joy.

He had even forgotten the name of Ximen Xuri, remembering only that the seedling of the Heavenly God Sect was gone.

Too exhilarating!

With hands behind him, Yin Shen Palace sneered, "Initially, the Heavenly God Sect, after suffering an unexpected setback from our sect, had the audacity to declare in a letter that Yixin was only thus, and only when a Heavenly God descends could things be different, all the while sneering at us... Now, I, the Sect Hierarch, have finally taken that breath of relief."

"Sect Hierarch, would you like to write a letter to the Heavenly God Sect?" Mu Lin Yuan teased.

"...No need. That would expose Yemo’s identity."

Yin Shen Palace pondered for a moment and said, "Yemo’s identity is secret, and those people of the Heavenly God Sect are unscrupulous and despicable, we can’t let them know."

Mu Lin Yuan agreed loudly, "The Sect Hierarch has far-reaching vision."

But inside, he thought: As if your practices had any semblance of principles.

You’re capable of ambushing their seedlings and yet you have the nerve to talk about principles.

...

Early morning.

When Fang Che arrived at the Martial Arts Academy, he was greeted by a wave of consolation.

"It was an unavoidable situation; under those circumstances, no one could have held back. Ximen Xuri’s death was his own doing; you can’t blame yourself."

"Exactly, such a despicable person deserves his fate. Shameless enough to use a Hidden Weapon and still having the audacity to launch a sneak attack after losing, what kind of character is that!"

"Don’t take it to heart."

It had to be said, Fang Qingyun’s popularity played a massive role.

Fang Qingyun also wore a smile on his face, sincerely pleased, "Cousin, you’ve now become a blossom of the Martial Academy."

"A blossom of the Martial Academy?" Fang Che was dumbfounded.

"Yes, the Baiyun Martial Academy, the four handsome guys are all upperclassmen; ever since you came, as a freshman and also the most outstanding one in history, we’ve decided to honor you as the only Academy Flower!"

A female student was bubbling with enthusiasm.

Fang Che: "..."

"In these past years, some boring folks from other Martial Academies would rate the school flowers among the female martial artists, sparking the fury of the heroines: whether we’re pretty or not, who are you to judge? On what basis?"

Another female student said, "But at our Baiyun Martial Academy, from the beginning, all the female students unanimously resisted. So, there has never been such boring stuff. However, it is possible to evaluate handsome guys, considering all aspects..."

Fang Che was bewildered.

Could it be that this Baiyun Martial Academy was actually a matriarchal society?

Boys couldn’t rate a girl as a school flower, but girls could turn around and evaluate boys as school beaus?

Creative indeed.

"But among your freshman class, no one can compete with you, so... everyone unanimously agrees that you are the only Academy Flower!"

Fang Che’s jaw nearly dropped.

Not one of the four handsome guys... a school handsome?

How did it turn into the only Academy Flower?

Me?

Thinking about walking around and being called ’Fang School Flower’ in the future, Fang Che felt he could die of embarrassment right then and there!

He vehemently objected, "This won’t do! I won’t be the School Flower!"

"Objections are futile!"

Senior Sister Liu said triumphantly, "This is something many girls had already settled on yesterday. Your objections are useless."

"..."

Fang Che felt his world turn gray.

"Speaking of which, you were attacked by hidden weapons and ambushed by Ximen Xuri yesterday, especially after you killed him, that frightened look you had was too cute, pitiful, and vulnerable... It really made some of the senior girls want to hold you in their arms and comfort you."

A boy, somewhat envious, said.

"Held in their arms? Comfort me?"

Fang Che felt the world around him become fantastically bizarre.

How could it be like this?

That phrase really gave off the vibe of holding a ’small kitten, puppy, or child’ in one’s arms and swaying them back and forth...

Fang Che fled with his face covered.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Girls’ laughter followed from behind.

You had to admit, teasing boys felt very nice.

Especially a boy who was likable, handsome, and clean-cut, it gave the girls an even greater sense of accomplishment.

This was also one of the few pleasures left for them amidst the tedious martial arts training.

Fang Qingyun caught up and handed over some information to Fang Che.

"This is data on the other twenty-four victors, excluding you. I have to say, a lot of people are going to go bankrupt this time, the battles have been exceptionally fierce."

Fang Qingyun sighed.

"Cousin, who did you bet on? How much?"

"I never gamble. I haven’t participated since last year."

Fang Qingyun had a warm smile on his face, "That’s why I have such good relationships with everyone."

That statement was quite profound.

Fang Qingyun didn’t spell it out, but Fang Che immediately understood.

When everyone around you loses and only you have plenty of points, it’s impossible not to be popular.

Moreover, Fang Qingyun was truly a gentleman of refined manners, which made his popularity even better.

"How’s your training going recently? Still at seven thousand four hundred seventy-six?"

Fang Che asked with concern.

Now that was bringing up an awkward topic!

Fang Qingyun’s genteel, righteous face visibly darkened as he glared at Fang Che, "I can still beat you up!"

Seeing his reaction, Fang Che knew they hadn’t started comparing yet.

Otherwise, the Tianmai red fruit should have already taken effect.

So he nodded and said, "Cousin, keep it up! I believe in you."

Fang Qingyun replied, "I believe in myself too..."

Before he could finish, he heard his younger cousin say, "You’ve still got space to drop to the twenty-fourth spot, you’ve got to work hard, eh? If you drop to seven thousand five hundred, that’s actually not bad, at least it’s a round number!"

A round number... What the heck!

Fang Qingyun’s face turned pale with anger.

Gnashing his teeth, he roared, "Fang Che! I’ll beat you to death..."

But Fang Che had already run off.

Several girls approached, looking unfriendly, "Fang Qingyun, who are you going to beat to death?"

Fang Qingyun: "..."

My friends, you’ve switched sides to my cousin so quickly?

He’s only been here a few days!

...

From twenty-five down to thirteen.

Fang Che drew number nine, and almost without suspense, though he took his time, he made it through to the top thirteen after a tough battle.

In contrast, among the other twelve contenders, most settled the fight within five moves, and five of them even finished their matches with a single move.

In this regard, Fang Che’s performance was quite unimpressive.

Under the scrutiny of everyone present comparing each other, Fang Che’s showing was undoubtedly the worst.

As such, his strength was surely last among the top thirteen.

Suddenly, the betting odds changed dramatically.

Qiu Yunshang, Ding Jie Ran, Xie Gongping, Huo Churan, and Mo Gan Yun each had more than thirty thousand points wagered on them.

They were the ones who had dominated all their opponents from the start with a single move!

In an hour, the top thirteen were decided.

The time was far from noon.

Thus, the thirteen-to-seven matches began immediately!

Fang Che drew his number, then his mouth twitched involuntarily—it was such an odd coincidence. He drew number six!

Mo Gan Yun.

One of the top five favorites to win the championship.

How could he stay low-key now?

As Fang Che contemplated, a towering young man over two meters tall on the opposite side also looked up.

His gaze was sharp as a blade.

Mo Gan Yun!

Mo Gan Yun was also eighteen, but the robustness of the young man’s body far exceeded that of men in their late twenties!

His very presence was like a mountain, imposing and immovable.

Although tall and sturdy, his body was harmoniously proportioned; it was like a perfect human form, just several sizes larger!

Thick hair, bushy eyebrows.

A broad nose and a wide mouth, only eighteen, yet he already had the faint blue shadow of daily shaving on his cheeks.

A pair of eyes, as sharp as daggers.

With such long legs and a tall frame, just standing there made everyone who saw him automatically think of words such as ’majestic’, ’stalwart’, ’colossal’ bubbling up in their minds!

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