Monarch Night
Chapter 79 - 42 Sect Hierarch, I want to hit someone, please permit me.

Chapter 79: Chapter 42 Sect Hierarch, I want to hit someone, please permit me.

Fang Qingyun could definitely be said to have struck it rich overnight!

White Cloud Martial Arts Academy had a rule: after passing the freshman period, and once one’s cultivation and other states had stabilized, annual rankings would be conducted.

And these rankings, after three assessments, would stabilize.

From thereon, rewards and penalties would be handed out based on these rankings.

Those ranked at the end could receive one academy credit as a reward if they advanced one position.

Since everyone’s cultivation level would be relatively fixed by that time, and everyone put in roughly the same effort and battled fiercely, the hope of surpassing someone ranked above was slim.

But this time, Fang Qingyun made a sensational breakthrough!

He became the dark horse out of nowhere!

Fang Qingyun, originally ranked last place in the second year of White Cloud Martial Arts Academy.

Out of seven thousand five hundred students, he was ranked seven thousand four hundred seventy-six.

At the peak of martial master.

If he didn’t break through to Wuzhong within two months, he would face repetition or expulsion—a rather precarious situation.

Although the instructors liked this honest and straightforward kid, they couldn’t contradict the academy’s rules and could only feel regret inwardly.

But this time, all the instructors widened their eyes in shock.

It was said that even several mountain masters and deputy mountain masters nearly had their eyeballs pop out.

Deputy Mountain Master Huang Yifan even blurted out: "Holy crap!"

There was no other reason.

This time, Fang Qingyun could truly be said to have shaken Jianghu and made a name for himself around the world.

The leap in performance was just too... too immense!

He had broken through to Wuzhong!

Moreover, his understanding of cultivation techniques, combat power, weapons, and fighting styles all surged tremendously.

All these improvements, when added together, resulted in an unprecedented leap for White Cloud Martial Academy: from rank seven thousand four hundred seventy-six, he soared astonishingly, just like in a dream, to rank two thousand nine hundred ninety-nine!

Is rank two thousand nine hundred ninety-nine high?

Not at all.

But advancing over four thousand four hundred ranks in one go was utterly shocking!

The eyes of all students in the academy turned red—tens of thousands had lost everything, only to find out someone had just earned thousands of credits!

The imbalance felt was indescribable!

The Credit Rewards Office was completely flustered.

What to say about this?

A reward of one credit per rank, four thousand four hundred seventy-seven ranks equates to four thousand four hundred seventy-seven credits!

Since the founding of White Cloud Martial Arts Academy, no student had ever earned so many credits!

No matter how talented, diligent, or superior their background, no one had ever achieved this!

Four thousand four hundred seventy-seven credits; this situation had completely shaken the entire White Cloud Martial Academy.

"What to do?!"

The teachers at the Credit Rewards Office almost broke down and immediately reported it to the mountain master.

To give these credits or not?

If given, Fang Qingyun could just lie flat at the academy.

The academy’s decision: give them!

But Fang Qingyun quickly made a decision: too many credits wouldn’t benefit his progress.

Thus, he proactively went to discuss with the instructors on how to handle this.

Then, with three hundred credits, he bought a large batch of Master Realm Elixir Pills, giving most of them to his family—this was the highest limit a student could support their family with!

Four hundred credits were exchanged for two high-level combat skills.

Two hundred credits were spent to consult with instructors to exchange for a high-level mental method that best suited his constitution.

Two hundred credits got him a Superior Grade long sword.

He kept two hundred credits for himself.

Then... the remaining over three thousand credits, he handed to the instructors, asking all faculty members and staff of White Cloud Martial Academy to have a collective meal!

A meal for over sixty thousand people!

That morning, everyone at the academy ate for free!

Dazzlingly marked, Fang Qingyun was treating everyone!

This directly created a historical record, a historic moment!

"Treating sixty thousand people to a meal in one go... what a magnificent scene!"

Fang Che was impressed when he heard the news.

One had to admit, his cousin, though naive and honest, was truly magnanimous and dignified; he could take hold and let go, indeed a notable figure.

Fang Qingyun’s credits were naturally not enough to treat the whole academy, but the shortfall was covered by the academy.

This day, Fang Qingyun usurped everyone else in the spotlight, becoming the most dazzling figure!

In the afternoon.

Fang Qingyun was taken for re-testing of his abilities, and after the test, Fang Qingyun’s instructors were harshly reprimanded by the academy’s senior management.

"Heavenly-grade aptitude! And you four numbskulls taught him as Grade B for over a year?!"

Mountain Master Gao Qingyu, hitting the glaring ’Grade B’ on Fang Qingyun’s file, thundered with rage.

This mountain master was truly furious!

The difference between Heavenly Grade and Grade B was vast!

Such an oversight was unforgivable!

The four instructors hung their heads in shame and bafflement.

How could this have happened? They couldn’t even find a reason to argue this scolding!

Eventually, Fang Qingyun admitted on his own that while he was on a mission searching for Heavenly Treasures, he had found a fruit and eaten it.

Since then, he had felt different day by day...

This confession cleared the chargers of the four instructors.

But soon there was interest in the fruit Fang Qingyun had found, and after careful reasoning by several instructors, they concluded: it must be Tianmai Fruit!

While lamenting Fang Qingyun’s good fortune, this storm also finally passed.

But from then on, Fang Qingyun became a key focus student, striding boldly into the ranks of geniuses.

The instructors not only liked Fang Qingyun’s character, they also felt a sense of loss.

Because... too pure-hearted, too honest, too much of a gentleman...

"I never thought I would be annoyed by a student having too many virtues..." an instructor lamented.

The other instructors smiled wryly, nodding in agreement.

Indeed, Fang Qingyun was kind and sturdy, honest and gentlemanly. If he had followed his original aptitude and followed the proper path in Bibo City as a Shi Family Head, he would have been absolutely competent and exceptionally reliable.

But Fang Qingyun’s talents were now showing, and his future endpoint definitely wouldn’t be Bibo City.

As his cultivation grew, so did the dangers he encountered. Thus, being pure-hearted and gentlemanly turned into a flaw—making him vulnerable to losses.

"We’ll need to focus on honing his skills for navigating the perilous jianghu."

The four instructors unanimously decided.

After gaining his freedom, Fang Qingyun immediately sought out Fang Che, pulling him out.

"What’s wrong?" Fang Che asked.

Fang Qingyun stared intently at Fang Che and after a long while, softly said, "Cousin, thank you!"

A smile appeared on Fang Che’s lips.

He knew Fang Qingyun understood everything; he just didn’t say it.

He was just afraid of causing trouble for himself.

He smiled and said, "Didn’t you say... we’re family?"

Fang Qingyun was startled, then suddenly burst into laughter, hugging Fang Che’s shoulder, "I have never been as happy as I am today!"

Fang Che teased, "Because it’s no longer 7,476?"

"Ah, you and your big mouth!"

The cousins laughed heartily together.

Fang Qingyun soon left.

He only said thank you once.

And it wasn’t enthusiastic.

It seemed he just came to inform Fang Che: Actually, I know.

But Fang Che felt, that was enough!

More than enough!

Everything was understood without words.

...

The news from Ye Meng had already attracted attention.

Sun Yuan going to the headquarters? Divine Power Empowerment? Master having good fortune? Second generation? Successful promotion? Master as your support?

These keywords also caught the attention of the higher-ups.

And as specially instructed, this message even made its way to Dongfang Sansan.

It even included a quote from Fang Che.

Dongfang Sansan stared at the quote for a long time.

"Sun Yuan, a King level to the headquarters? Why did he have good fortune? Why could Fang Che be considered second generation? That would require Sun Yuan being the first generation."

"What is the Wei Wo Zheng Sect doing? Divine Power Empowerment?"

Dongfang Sansan couldn’t understand, but he sensed this was crucial.

"Put full effort into gathering information about Xin Chu, the people from Xuanwu City, at any cost gather intelligence!"

Yet the current Xuanwu City was tightly sealed off!

Nothing could be investigated.

It was only known that the Wei Wo Zheng Sect was organizing a big event, but no information was leaked.

Just as some minor actions began, high-level Divine Sect masters would suppress the entire city with their divine thoughts.

"What exactly is the event?"

Dongfang Sansan pondered, his gaze slowly lighting up, "Could there really be gods? Then it seems, our plans need to change."

...

On Fang Che’s side, things were straightforward.

He had already sent out the message, though not all of it, but definitely enough to put the Guardian higher-ups on alert.

Over time, perhaps they would investigate or deduce the truth.

If not, he would figure out another plan in the future.

Thus, he wasn’t in a rush about this matter.

But he was anxious about another matter.

That was, life had been a bit too peaceful recently; the event he had been waiting for hadn’t occurred.

I killed Ximen Xuri, killed the seed of the Heavenly God Sect, and ruined a major plot of the Heavenly God Sect.

Why hasn’t the Heavenly God Sect tried to assassinate me?

At least some action should be taken, right? I’m not residing within the Martial Arts Academy.

Outside, it would be so convenient for them to strike.

Are you still the Demon Sect? Did you just swallow the insult?

Waiting and waiting, the Heavenly God Sect took no action. Instead, Fang Che’s cultivation reached the Eighth Grade Martial Master.

He was getting close to breaking through to Little Grandmaster.

His combat prowess was surging accordingly.

And with his deep understanding of Sword, Spear, Saber, Halberd, Fang Che could distinctly feel his strength nearly doubling every day.

This damned...

Fang Che was losing his patience.

Because the Martial Arts Academy had rules that newbies in their first half-year were only in the learning phase; they didn’t even qualify for low-level tasks like searching for Spiritual Medicine.

Let alone anything else.

So, if he didn’t stir up some trouble, Fang Che would end up doing nothing in the Martial Arts Academy for half a year.

How could Fang Che stand that?

No trouble, just quietly studying, then what value do I have?

Thus, he decided to take the initiative.

If the Heavenly God Sect wasn’t coming after me, why can’t I target the San Sheng Sect?

But he was well aware of one thing: The squeaky wheel gets the grease.

So, that evening, he activated the Five Spirits Gu, activated the Communication Jade, and sent a message to the Divine Palace.

"Sect Hierarch, your subordinate Yemo. I wish to ignite the seed fire of the San Sheng Sect! Please approve!"

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