Yin Shen Palace’s face revealed an inscrutable smile.
It ant, "What you’ve all said is correct, I’m the one who has orchestrated this ga."
In his mind sprang the nas of Huo Churan and the Huo Family, Xin Xuri and the Xin Family, already destroyed by Yemo, and Ding Jie Ran, who was now being toyed with by Yemo.
The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl into a faint smile.
"You guys are quite smart, but unfortunately, none of you can outthink , Yin Shen Palace. There’s a saying in the art of war, ’Victory belongs to those who calculate in their temples.’ Indeed, the saying has not deceived ."
At this mont, Yin Shen Palace had forgotten that initially, he had been forced to respond to the challenge.
"Let’s go, Baiyun State is not a place to stay for long."
Yin Shen Palace soared away, transforming into a shooting star at full speed.
Mu Lin Yuan and Hou Fang hurriedly followed.
...
Fang Che admired the Elixir Pills for a mont before stowing them away.
’He must be far away by now.’
Fang Che sat in the chair, deep in thought.
The night wind blew softly, quietly.
His thoughts, too, fell into utterly serene contemplation.
"I must reach General Level within four months? Yin Shen Palace has sothing he needs to do. It has to be ? What could it be?"
"The Yixin Sect is full of talents, with experts abound. Why wouldn’t he find soone else to do it?"
"And he even said, ’I have no other choice but to struggle’ and ’I wouldn’t trust this with anyone else.’ What does that an?"
Fang Che’s thoughts wandered.
"If I were Yin Shen Palace, what could possibly require to seek out a disciple from Gang Wu Sect and urgently promote them to Martial General?"
"What reason would I have to do that?"
"What reason would make feel like I couldn’t trust anyone else?"
"There must be a reason!"
Fang Che felt his thoughts diffuse to their limit, as if he was on the verge of understanding sothing, but he couldn’t quite pierce through this layer of tissue paper.
"If I were Yin Shen Palace, Generals would be re ants to . I wouldn’t need a General for anything."
"But he did need a General. Could it be the ’Martial Marshal Selection’ from Wei Wo Zheng Sect that I heard about in a past life?"
Fang Che’s gaze grew intense, his fingers moved gently on the desk in front of him.
Unlike in Wei Wo Zheng Sect, where those at the top knew about the ’Cultivating Gu to Beco a God Plan’, the Guardians were unaware of the true na and purpose of this Wei Wo Zheng Sect event.
This was also one of the core secrets of Wei Wo Zheng Sect.
Yet over many years of battle, much had been noticed.
For example, many of the lower-ranking Generals would suddenly disappear for periods, and after a few years, when those Generals erged, they had mostly beco the backbone of various sub-sects of Wei Wo Zheng Sect.
Essentially, any General who resurfaced had been promoted to so degree.
This led to much private speculation—had those who disappeared failed in so competition?
Hence, the notion of ’Martial Marshal Selection’ ca about.
Now, Fang Che’s thoughts were converging in this direction.
"If it is this event, why did Yin Shen Palace say he had no choice but to struggle? And why does he not trust anyone else? The Yixin Sect must have many at the General level?"
A glint of inspiration flashed across Fang Che’s mind.
Suddenly, an idea so audacious erged that he himself found it hard to believe: could it be that Yin Shen Palace had been sidelined? That those people had issues?
With this thought, Fang Che could no longer remain calm.
He stood up abruptly!
With a tight frown, he recalled every interaction with Yin Shen Palace before and after his arrival, every word that was said, every character.
Then he carefully analyzed the expressions, the looks in their eyes, the movents that accompanied each word spoken.
After much pondering, it felt all the more likely.
"However, with the cautiousness, cruelty, and circumspection of an Old Demon like Yin Shen Palace... how could he have been sidelined?"
After reconsidering this, he thought back to the three sparring matches.
"Mu Lin Yuan and Hou Fang had essentially tested out my true power, but Yin Shen Palace, as a Supre elder of the sect, still had to personally co down to assess my combat skills!"
"This indicates the extent of his caution, surpassing all others. He does not allow for the slightest margin of error. This shows the importance he places on this matter—one could say it’s paramount!"
"His attacks were all killing moves!"
"This shows the combat environnt I am to face is one of life or death!"
Fang Che slowly sat back down, suppressing the urge to pace back and forth in thought.
Pacing while thinking was too revealing of one’s age.
It naturally had a flavor of senility, and was sothing he must avoid.
"Finally, Yin Shen Palace said, ’As long as the Guardians are willing, then I, the Sect Hierarch, can even use the mountainous remains of surrounding sects to pave the way to your path as a Guardian!’ What did he an by that?"
"And what about that previous statent, ’When there’s no danger, feel free to climb over the corpses of others.’ What does that an? Who are the ’others’ he’s referring to in his words?"
Fang Che thought over and over again in his mind.
He painstakingly picked apart every word once more.
If his speculation was true, then this intelligence was extrely important!
Chaos within the Yixin Sect, Yin Shen Palace being sidelined... To this extent, it was nearly ti for changing dynasties...
But this matter couldn’t be handled rashly, it needed certainty.
Yet certainty could only co through conjecture.
Opportunities in battle co and go in the blink of an eye, and he must seize them.
Fang Che’s mind was taut with tension, his thoughts spinning at breakneck speed.
"Assuming it’s true that Yin Shen Palace has been sidelined, who could sideline him? Or rather, who could control the Generals of the Yixin Sect? Who could make Yin Shen Palace feel uncertain?"
"It must be soone who could replace Yin Shen Palace! So, within the Yixin Sect, who’s the likeliest candidate to replace Yin Shen Palace and beco the Sect Hierarch?"
Unknown to Fang Che, Yin Shen Palace was behaving this way because of a reminder from him.
He was just frantically searching for all the news.
"The Yin Shen Palace is the Sect Hierarch, and the only one who can replace him must be the Vice Sect Hierarch, and that too, the first Vice Sect Hierarch, to have even a glimr of hope. If soone were airdropped from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect headquarters, there wouldn’t be so many issues, and there wouldn’t be concerns from the Yin Shen Palace that ’I don’t trust anyone else.’ That’s because the Yixin Sect is his foundation, and the people from headquarters are high-level experts; they won’t even interact with General Level!"
"They wouldn’t care to!"
"It can only be the Vice Sect Hierarch! So, who is the Vice Sect Hierarch of the Yixin Sect? Or rather, how many Vice Sect Hierarchs does the Yixin Sect have?"
Compared to the Guardian, the Guardians, and others, Fang Che didn’t really understand these ssages.
At the very least, who the Vice Sect Hierarch of the Yixin Sect was and how many there were, he had no clue about these matters.
With his current status and level, it was simply impossible for him to co across such information!
But he was confident that his conjectures would definitely not be wrong!
Sothing big was about to happen in the Yixin Sect!
The status of the Yin Shen Palace, or perhaps its security.
"No, that’s not right!"
Fang Che imdiately denied his own speculation, "The Yin Shen Palace wouldn’t have the spare ti to co to Baiyun State if he weren’t in control of the general situation, right? Could it an that only a certain part has gone out of control?"
"Or perhaps, the Yin Shen Palace is very confident that he still has the capability to set things right!"
"But this out-of-control part at the General Level is an important elent in the most crucial plan of the Yin Shen Palace! That’s why he ca to !"
"In other words, the internal situation of the Yixin Sect isn’t as bad as I had imagined, but there’s definitely a problem! It’s just a matter of seeing how far it has gone!"
After thinking it through, Fang Che felt that he had already made sense of many things.
Then he took a deep breath and, in an instant, felt a slight dizziness.
He had overused his brain in that short period.
Looking up, he saw faint streaks of light in the distant eastern sky.
Outside the gate, there were footsteps.
Light and swift.
Fang Che turned his head to look at the gate, with a deep expression on his face.
Ye ng had returned!
You’ve co back just in ti!
These matters are too important, I need you.
...
Ye ng had pulled an all-nighter.
Without the all-nighter, one wouldn’t know just how much work went into making a few outfits, and Fang Che’s requests were extensive.
And they needed to be rushed.
Without much sleep all night, the masters had finally completed the first Sea Soul Shirt ticulously, from the inside out, from top to bottom, working overti.
Only then did Ye ng bring it back.
Upon entering the house, Ye ng was startled. Fang Che was still sitting in the yard drinking tea?
What was going on?
It dawned on Ye ng imdiately. He must have deliberately sent out, probably doing sothing during this ti.
But what exactly was it?
He had never done this before.
"Master, I’ve fetched the clothes. Would you like to try them on?"
"Just leave them."
Fang Che was frowning, deep in thought.
Ye ng naturally ca over and started massaging Fang Che’s temples, gently kneading, "Why haven’t you slept till now? You’re going to have a headache later. Let massage it for you."
"Mhm, press a bit harder."
Fang Che closed his eyes, full of worry.
"I heard that the Martial Arts Academy is having an exam. Are you worried about that?"
Ye ng asked with consideration, "Would you like to make so porridge for you?"
"An exam at the Martial Arts Academy, what’s the big deal about that."
Fang Che frowned, "Move over here, press harder. Yes, right there, squeeze hard."
He then sighed.
"Master sighing... I can’t really help you with that."
"That’s sothing you definitely can’t help with."
Fang Che snorted and said, "It’s a matter within the sect. You know nothing about it; it’s completely irrelevant, what help could you offer?"
"Yes, I spoke out of turn."
"Is it up to you to decide whether you spoke out of turn or not?"
Fang Che rolled his eyes and said, "Moreover, I myself am powerless, ah..."
Ye ng, knowing better, didn’t dare to continue speaking and focused solely on the massage.
"Your cultivation is nearing a breakthrough, isn’t it?" asked Fang Che.
"Yes."
"It’s still too weak. Absolutely of no use."
Fang Che said sowhat despondently, "If only you were at the Martial General or Martial Marshal Level, then... no, that’s still not enough. Far from it."
A sudden realization struck Ye ng: It seed quite serious.
So, he massaged even more attentively and said, "Master, there’s no need to rush. There’s always a way out of a dilemma. With your enormous fortune, you will surely turn peril into safety, and disasters into blessings."
"If it were just my own affairs, that would be better,"
Fang Che lanted, "Unfortunately it’s not, it’s about the entire sect."
He seed to be in a state of distress, removing Ye ng’s hand and standing up with furrowed brows, "I can only hope that my backer doesn’t fall. Otherwise, my situation will beco awkward in the future, and I could be targeted and frad at any ti."
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