Monarch Night
Chapter 73 - 37 Fang Che’s Biggest Problem

Chapter 73: Chapter 37 Fang Che’s Biggest Problem

Fang Che never refused anyone who wanted to imitate him or learn from him. If they were able to learn, they naturally could, and if they couldn’t, they would never be able to in their lifetime.

But he also never took the initiative to teach.

That included Mo Gan Yun, he did not teach him, but he didn’t forbid learning either.

Between you and me, there is no personal favor. If you learn it’s your own achievement, if not, that is also your own business.

And it was precisely because Mo Gan Yun realized this that he invited Fang Che for meals every day.

Because he felt he had struck a huge bargain.

Walking on the street after a meal.

Suddenly a person stood in front of him.

Fang Che looked up, a very familiar face.

The icy face, cold eyes, and frosty aura.

Ding Jie Ran.

This seed player from the San Sheng Sect was looking at Fang Che with a complicated gaze, his expression still as cold as ever, his voice low, "That night... you were alright, weren’t you?"

"I was fine."

"Not injured?"

"Not injured."

"That’s good then."

With his face stiff, Ding Jie Ran brushed past Fang Che.

"Why suddenly come to ask me?"

Fang Che turned around and asked.

On Ding Jie Ran’s cold face emerged a strained smile, as if he hadn’t smiled for a long time, the expression somewhat forced.

He said, "Didn’t you say, regardless of victory or defeat, we are still friends?"

Fang Che smiled, "Of course. Brother Ding you..."

But Ding Jie Ran took a step back, bowed his head, and when he looked up again, his eyes were filled with indifference. In a soft voice he said, "Being friends with me is not good."

"It’s alright."

Fang Che took a step forward.

Ding Jie Ran took another step back.

He shook his head firmly, "Being friends with me, is not good for you."

Huh?

Fang Che was startled.

Ding Jie Ran lowered his head, his black hair covering his eyes.

He nodded silently, his hair shifted slightly as he took three steps back and decisively turned to leave.

Fang Che watched Ding Jie Ran’s retreating figure, his eyes growing complex.

Ding Jie Ran, he seemed different from what I had imagined...?

Mo Gan Yun came over, looking at Ding Jie Ran’s back, truly a straightforward man, for those complex and subtle emotions, he genuinely felt nothing.

He patted Fang Che’s shoulder, laughing, "This guy, always with a stern face like a coffin board, I didn’t expect he could be so tsundere."

Fang Che exhaled softly and said, "He’s not being tsundere."

Mo Gan Yun was puzzled, "Huh?"

Fang Che’s voice was low, "Maybe I misjudged him before."

"Oh?"

Mo Gan Yun was even more baffled.

What are you talking about?

I can hear you clearly, why can’t I understand?

Including what you just said to Ding Jie Ran, I was right there, why did I not understand a single word?

Mo Gan Yun fell into self-doubt.

Standing two meters tall, scratching his head against the door frame, confusion written all over his face.

Could it be that my IQ...

...

However, Fang Che’s social connections suddenly improved.

Many people, upon seeing him, would proactively greet him, including a few instructors, senior students, and some of his peers.

This was because... Su Yue had shown up!

Moreover, to protect Fang Che, Su Yue had traveled thousands of miles overnight, bringing his own master and martial uncle.

As he was leaving, one sentence thoroughly cleansed Fang Che of the stain of ’encroaching on the Su Family’s property.’

Everyone who thought about it was emotionally stirred.

Just think about it, I’m thousands of miles away when I hear my brother in trouble, so I come overnight, a sword empowering the heavens, killing those who want to harm my brother, and then presenting this feat to my brother to repay him for protecting my family’s property.

Afterward, he leaves without lingering, as free as a breeze in his spotless attire.

What kind of divine friendship is this?

What kind of earth-shattering brotherly bond is this?

Regardless of what kind of person Fang Che himself is, with such good brothers, with such a reliable elder brother, how could he be wrong?

Thus, the negative impact of the prior incident with ’Righteous Young Master Fang’ gradually dissipated.

With a guilt of ’I misunderstood you,’ Fang Che’s popularity grew exceptionally.

So much so that even Fang Che himself was starting to feel uncomfortable with it.

Naturally, there were still a few diehards who didn’t believe it, who still regarded Fang Che with doubt and scrutiny. But these were a very small minority.

Regarding this change, Fang Che could only continually lament in his heart: A bunch of simpletons, still haven’t stepped into Jianghu, indeed so easy to fool.

...

It must be said that the four instructors were very powerful.

Truly worthy of being the leading teaching group of Baiyun Martial Academy.

Out of a hundred students, they meticulously organized thirteen squads.

Among them were six students belonging to the First Grade Martial master, and their talents were all the same Grade A, with similar combat strengths and preferred weapons.

But after careful consideration, they were resolutely split into five different groups.

Simply because some were left-handed, others right-handed, some had hidden Sword Bone but chose a spear, and there were those whose talents and combat strengths matched others, but actually, due to their physique, chose the wrong Cultivation Technique.

They selected ones that didn’t completely match their physique...

And all of these required the experienced instructors to unearth one by one.

Because even the students themselves and their family elders didn’t know about these.

Simply put, it took the instructors three whole days just to correct mistakes.

Out of a hundred people, sixty-eight had various mistaken choices in Basic Skills!

Most families were not super families, and those who practiced martial arts from a young age could only start with the Family Inheritance Techniques. Whether it matched their talents or not, they just had to work with it...

So for this group of students, the path of Martial Arts truly begins from now on.

There are twenty-nine with basically no issues.

Two with absolutely no issues, including Mo Gan Yun and another called Fu Chengyun from a branch of the big family of the Fu Clan.

Yes, he is born out of wedlock.

And there’s only one who is perfect without any issues: Fang Che!

It’s very simple. After several Gold Medal Instructors conducted a comprehensive assessment of Fang Che, they believed his previous cultivation direction was flawless.

He can continue directly.

This made Mo Gan Yun turn green with envy again.

Watching Fang Che every day.

He considered Fang Che as his target.

For this, he refused his family’s arrangement, "I’m not going to any other Martial Arts Academy. I have found the target I want to surpass here!"

"Let’s talk after I surpass Fang Che!"

Fang Che was very clear about Mo Gan Yun’s thoughts, as if he could see through fire.

"Young friend, you are too young."

Fang Che patted Mo Gan Yun on the shoulder, his face showing a mature look beyond his years, and advised, "You should know, there is always someone better out there, and heavens beyond the sky. Young man, you still have to experience the hardships of Jianghu and the journey of life. Only then will you understand what I mean."

Mo Gan Yun, confused, asked, "What do you mean?"

"Your Brother Fang here, is a goal in your life that you will never be able to surpass."

Fang Che spoke earnestly, with hands clasped behind his back and a face showing aloof detachment.

"Damn!"

Mo Gan Yun cursed resentfully, spitting out a mouthful of saliva: "Seeing your air of a lofty hermit, I thought you had something profound to say. I’ve been all ears, waiting, and that’s what you come out with?"

The other students nearby also started laughing merrily.

"Fang Che!"

The main instructor Li Changkong came out and called Fang Che’s name: "Come with me."

Fang Che hurried over.

Li Changkong brought Fang Che to the office.

Where Bao Feiyu, Bing Shangxue, and Duan Zhongliu were already seated.

"Sit down."

Li Changkong indicated the chair opposite him.

"Yes."

"Today, we’ve called you here for several considerations."

Li Changkong said, "The first matter is your accommodation issue. On your first day at the Martial Arts Academy, you managed to arrange off-campus accommodation without our knowledge."

"Ah?"

"Since you’ve come to the Martial Arts Academy, you’ve already offended many people just in the great competition. Even if we don’t count the Ximen Family, there is still, for example, the Heavenly God Sect, and the Huo Family—especially as you beat Huo Churan too severely. These are all potential dangers, and if you don’t stay within the Academy, it will give your enemies the opportunity to strike."

Li Changkong spoke slowly, "So the first recommendation is that you move back to the Academy."

"I think living outside is quite good."

Of course, Fang Che was not willing.

The Heavenly God Sect?

The Huo Family?

Fang Che was waiting for them to make a move. By staying outside, he was a natural bait, and one with personal enmity at that.

In the eyes of those masters, he would be seen as a weak individual ripe for revenge.

How could he possibly move back?

Li Changkong watched him steadily, "You know what it means to be outside."

"I know."

The four instructors said no more.

They frowned, nodded silently.

Now, Li Changkong wanted to go and give the old man in the administration office a good thrashing.

He was furious in his heart.

When Fang Che directly applied to live off-campus, it was, in principle, not allowed in the Martial Arts Academy.

However, the old man had an exceptionally bad impression of Fang Che because of the rumors about ’Righteous Young Master Fang’.

So much so that after a snide ’No wonder he’s so rich!’ the old man just went ’Duang’ and stamped the approval!

Damn it, with a single stamp of approval, do you know how many problems you’ve caused for us!

This is an unparalleled genius!

If something happens to him outside...

"Then the second matter, regarding your Cultivation Method, we will not comment, as it is your personal secret. Moreover, as long as it fits your aptitude, just continue cultivating it. Now, what we need to talk about is your weapons issue."

"You need to decide which weapons you want to cultivate as a lifelong focus, and it should be settled now."

Li Changkong said this and actually sighed.

Then Bing Shangxue, Bao Feiyu, and Duan Zhongliu all sighed together.

Their looks were complex as they watched Fang Che.

Fang Che was stunned: What’s the matter?

"Your stature, hands and feet, meridians, Divine Sense, bones, and the proportions of your entire body... are all at a perfect degree, even infinitely malleable!"

Li Changkong pinched the bridge of his nose, looking a bit headachy, "So, it is destined that no matter which path you choose, you can go very far, be it a Sword or a personal short weapon or a Long Spear and Halberd, you can cultivate to a very high level."

"But even for geniuses, there is a limit to their energy."

"So you need to make a choice."

"And this choice, being related to your destiny, we can’t make it for you."

Li Changkong sighed.

This was a first for him.

With their several hundred years of teaching experience, the four of them actually couldn’t help Fang Che choose the perfect direction—because every direction was perfect!

And no one could predict, among all these perfect paths, which would turn out to be the most suitable when one’s cultivation reached its peak, thousands of years from now.

And this was a question that Fang Che himself had considered for a long time.

Sword, Spear, Saber, Halberd, all have perfect methods of cultivation.

But you can only have one true calling!

This was a natural and irreconcilable conflict.

So what should I choose as my calling?

Sword?

Spear?

Sword?

Halberd?

......

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