Monarch Night
Chapter 76 - 40 He’s Taking Advantage of You

Chapter 76: Chapter 40 He’s Taking Advantage of You

A thought flashed through Fang Che’s mind like a lightning strike.

In his past life, he had encountered three enemies just like Sun Yuan had described. Originally, their strength was on par with his own, and they were clearly weaker in combat.

But three to five years later, when these three battled Fang Che, he was always at a disadvantage; if he hadn’t desperately escaped, he might even have been killed on the spot!

Clearly, everyone was about the same age and had approximately the same talent—to have reached a similar level of cultivation at that age.

During those three to five years, he had been very diligent and desperate in his own cultivation and combat practices; so why was he so overwhelmingly surpassed?

This matter had troubled him for many years.

He couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

So... the Wei Wo Zheng Sect actually had such Divine Power Empowerment!

This was truly something he had never thought of and no one had ever discovered - a major secret!

"This time the level was very low, a King-level Master sprinting towards the Emperor Level. But this opportunity is still incredibly rare!"

Sun Yuan communicated through a secret method: "This time, after I receive the Divine Power Empowerment, I should be able to reach the Emperor Level after returning and cultivating in peace for some time. At the least, I would reach the peak of the King Level."

"If I can’t break through to the Emperor Level within three years after Divine Power Empowerment, I will lose the chance of it forever. But for me, at my age, whether or not I have this opportunity in the future, I’m already very satisfied."

Sun Yuan smiled very happily.

And his eyes were full of longing.

Obviously, he was not ’satisfied’ as he had claimed—that he would be content with or without further opportunities. Absolutely not satisfied.

Because with this Divine Power Empowerment, he clearly had many more thoughts about the future.

Fang Che offered his congratulations repeatedly, while his mind was lashed by surging waves of shock.

A King-level Master aiming for the Emperor Level after Divine Power training—it’s considered ’very low’?

Then, what about the Emperor Level? The Monarch Level? The Elder Level?

And... even someone like Duan Xiyang, who’s at the cloud-topping peak, can actually receive Divine Power Empowerment for improvement?

Then...

What about higher levels?

Suddenly, Fang Che fully understood the real reason why Wei Wo Zheng Sect had developed so rapidly over the years.

Legend has it that, many years ago, Wei Wo Zheng Sect was just a large sect.

But over time it developed to sweep the entire continent, and now the number one master of the Weapon List resides within, having a deterrent effect throughout the cosmos.

Perhaps this Divine Power is part of the reason.

...

Ye Meng had already returned to her room and closed the door.

Quietly, she opened a piece of wall covering, took out a brick, revealing a small tube hidden by the stone, and then pressed her ear tightly against it.

It must be a big deal if they need to use secret communication methods.

But Fang Che still didn’t know how to communicate secretly, she should be able to hear something.

So she immediately showed that she was avoiding any impropriety.

"Divine Power Empowerment..."

Fang Che seemed quite fascinated and excitedly said, "Master, how can there be such a thing? What kind of god is that miraculous?"

"I really don’t know about that. But Divine Power Empowerment is real."

Sun Yuan said, "I think it’s the Celestial Worm God, but... I’ve never seen the Celestial Worm God. All in all... everyone is guessing about this matter. We all know it exists, but no one knows where it comes from. Only the Main Altar knows!"

"I see."

Fang Che looked pleased: "Master, it seems you’re really in luck this time. When you come back, won’t I become the second generation? If I want to bully someone, I’ll bully someone. If I want to chop someone, I’ll chop them. If I want to kill someone, I’ll kill them!"

Sun Yuan laughed heartily: "Right, if the master really succeeds in advancing, I’ll be your backing! Whoever you want to bully, bully them; whoever you want to chop, chop them; whoever you want to kill, kill them! Master will support you! Hahaha..."

Sun Yuan thought his disciple was joking,

So naturally, he played along.

But he definitely didn’t realize that Fang Che was not joking at all.

He was indeed planning to, once he got to the Yixin Sect, if he saw someone he didn’t like, he would start the slaughter!

A King-level Master was already very powerful, not to mention at the Emperor Level.

At the early stages, there were no issues at all!

By the time the master and Qian Sanjiang of Yin Shen Palace and others might not be able to cover for him, he probably would have already clung onto a new powerful leg to support him.

His thought process was flawless!

These words were not secretly communicated.

Ye Meng in the room caught several key phrases: Divine Power Empowerment? What god? Master’s good fortune? Second generation? Success in advancement? Master as your backing?

After a while, she heard Fang Che inviting his master to stay for dinner outside.

Ye Meng quietly stood up, replaced the brick, moved the wall covering back, seamlessly.

Completely undetectable.

Even if by sheer coincidence someone knocked down this wall covering, they would only find a brick.

Similar listening devices were placed by Ye Meng in six different spots.

Originally there were more, but the ones that were too easily exposed, she had removed.

She still needed to continue playing her naive and sweet maid role; leaving just a bit was enough.

No need to take risks.

...

Fang Che appeared very happy, determined to have his master stay for dinner to celebrate.

Sun Yuan was already in high spirits, and naturally went with the flow to stay.

So, in a rare event, he stayed for a meal and even drank two jars of wine.

He completely neglected to check Fang Che’s cultivation.

Let alone check the moves!

He had completely relaxed his guard on this disciple.

Because... before drinking, he had performed a move that Fang Che pointed out seven flaws in.

Sun Yuan was miserably deflated, his drinking session almost turned into sullen drinking, so he stopped caring about anything.

Sun Yuan left.

Regarding Fang Che’s cultivation, he left only a handful of useless words.

"The Spirit Crystals I gave you can be used once you break through to become a Wuzhong," said Fang Che.

It was the same as saying nothing.

Fang Che knew clearly that the instructors at the Martial Arts Academy would not allow the students to use Spirit Crystals for cultivation now.

Strictly speaking, it was not permitted to use Spirit Crystals until one had broken through to the Great Grandmaster level and achieved innate status within the meridians.

After Sun Yuan left, Fang Che felt no joy. For him, whether Sun Yuan was there or not made no difference. He would do what he needed to do regardless.

However, for Ye Meng, it was almost as if a heavy shackle had been lifted!

She seemed much livelier, her face glowing, her mood exceptionally bright.

After all, Sun Yuan’s cultivation was far above hers. If he really paid attention to her and observed carefully, he could have easily noticed something amiss with her.

Now, finally, he was gone.

Ye Meng’s steps became light.

She even quietly hummed a tune or two.

Of course, her humming soon earned her a scolding: "You’ve been cultivating for so long and you’re only an Eighth Grade Warrior, and you’re still here singing? Are you so weak that it makes you this happy?"

"!!!"

If, just if!

If it were possible, Ye Meng felt she would have shoved Fang Che’s annoying mouth straight into a toilet!

So irritating!

Pouting, Ye Meng turned her head and went off to practice her skills.

Fang Che sat alone in his study, pondering over this matter.

He had to get the news of Divine Power Empowerment out. Who knows how much of it that girl had overheard?

The part about the secret voice transmission was definitely out of the question.

But this matter had to be relayed, yet it couldn’t be done immediately.

A huge secret that was previously unknown to the outside world became known to the Guardian Alliance right after Sun Yuan and himself had spoken.

This put both Ye Meng and himself at a huge risk of exposure.

People from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect are not like the Guardians, needing evidence.

They are those who kill simply based on suspicion.

They wouldn’t tolerate the slightest bit of doubt!

What to do?

Fang Che ultimately decided to hold on to this news for now.

As for what Ye Meng needed to deliver, let her deliver what she knew first...

...

That night.

Fang Che gathered the Sword, Spear, Saber, and Halberd into his room.

He sat cross-legged, staring intently at the four weapons.

Then he turned his attention to the Spear.

From the butt, along the shaft, to the red tassels, the bands, the ridge, the blade, and the point...

He looked it over from end to end.

Closing his eyes, the outline for the cultivation of Spear Technique emerged in his mind.

Little figures, each wielding a spear, executed various actions with precision and rigor, all the fundamental movements.

The night quietly passed.

In the early morning, Fang Che opened his eyes, his expression somewhat contemplative.

"One may start with the staff, move to the saber, but ends life with the spear," he muttered to himself.

The spear’s construction seemed simpler than that of the sword and saber: a spearhead at the front, and a shaft at the back – the head was much like a short sword.

A very simple design.

Even those who do not know martial arts could cause harm with its straightforward thrusting, lacking any techniques.

But to master it, it was more difficult than the sword, saber, or staff!

But no matter how difficult, could it be harder than life or death?

Fang Che gently touched the spear shaft, feeling the cold steel convey to him an emotion.

It was a desire for slaughter, inherent to all weapons.

"From now on, the saber will be my openly displayed weapon; should it fail against a strong enemy, the sword shall prevail. If the sword is not enough, the Fangtian Halberd shall give the impression that I have played my last card."

"If the sword achieves victory, so be it, but if it comes to using the Fangtian Halberd, it will be a battle of life or death."

"As for the spear, my weapon of destiny, I will not reveal it unless I must. As long as the spear exists, I exist; with the spear destroyed, I am destroyed!"

...

In the following days, all was peaceful.

Fang Che attended classes, practiced cultivation, interacted with his classmates, and also beat up Mo Gan Yun; then he would return home to cultivate and sleep, routinely scolding Ye Meng.

Mo Gan Yun, too, had gotten into the habit of inviting Fang Che for meals every day.

Each time mealtime arrived, Mo Gan Yun would stand up: "Come on! I’m treating you to a meal!"

"Alright!"

The two walked side by side.

Both belonged to the wealthier class. However, whenever it was time to eat, Fang Che never spent a dime; it was always Mo Gan Yun who picked up the tab.

Apart from the meals Fang Che had at home, there were no exceptions.

Gradually, Mo Gan Yun earned the nickname ’sucker’ among his classmates.

Even some were particularly annoyed by it.

"That Fang Che clearly has so many school credits, yet he doesn’t spend a penny and eats for free off Mo Gan Yun every day. And Mo Gan Yun, that fool, actually invites him every time... how stupid can he be?"

Fu Chengyun, the third most talented student in the class, found this particularly disagreeable.

Of course, what irked him and upset his sense of balance the most was, why doesn’t Mo Gan Yun invite me?

Don’t I always rank third in our class?

Do you only see who’s in first?

He’s taking advantage of you, can’t you see that?

...

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