The mood of Yin Shen Palace brightened, and he laughed, cursing, "Damn it, that’s my disciple, what does it have to do with you?"
"Aren’t we basking in the glory of the Sect Hierarch..."
The three of them laughed heartily together.
Just then.
Yin Shen Palace received another ssage. Upon opening it, his expression changed instantly, and he stomped his foot, saying, "This is really bad."
"What happened?" the three asked simultaneously.
Yin Shen Palace’s face turned extrely grim, "According to insider information, Sun Yuan’s head has been impaled on the walls of Baiyun State City. The blade that held his head is his own Flying Sky Blade. Below it, in bloody letters on white cloth, is written: Demon Sect demon race Sun Yuan!"
"This is incredibly awful!"
Qian Sanjiang and the others were shocked.
They stood up simultaneously, "Sect Hierarch, this incident is too outrageous. How can Yemo endure this?"
There was no need to think deeply.
Just hearing about it, the three imdiately imagined how Yemo would react!
Their master, who covered for their escape, was killed.
And then his head was chopped off and stuck on the city gate.
And what was piercing the master’s head was his own blade!
This is a grave humiliation!
This is the most malicious form of humiliation!
"This Third Miss of the Li family, her actions are too ruthless!"
Yin Shen Palace was obviously shocked by the news, helplessly looking at the heavy snow outside the window, "From today, the Wang Family and the Li Family will be at unyielding odds with Yemo. It’s either the bloodline of both families ends, or Yemo dies a lonely death! There can be no third outco!"
The three nodded in agreent.
This was certain!
Such a matter, this would be the outco for anyone!
"It’s a pity we can’t go out now. Otherwise, if any one of us could just go out and take Sun Yuan’s head down, it would at least lessen the blow for Yemo."
Mu Lin Yuan was extrely worried, wishing he could fly out in one step.
"This is a hurdle in Yemo’s life."
Yin Shen Palace, with a sinister gaze, said, "He must overco it himself."
He paced a couple of steps, "From now on, mobilize all connections to investigate the activities of these two families across the continent, understand all their top-tier connections."
"And investigate all their bloodline personnel, the total family population, including how many servants they have, and if not included, how many. What connections they have with their subordinate sects, and how many are employed in those sects."
"Sect Hierarch!?" The three were shocked.
"It’s not us who will take action!"
Yin Shen Palace said calmly, "Rather, it’s preparing for the future. Yemo may not have the capability now, but if in the future he insists on acting, can we claim ignorance?"
"Right!"
The three understood.
Soon after.
An inside agent sent another ssage.
"Sect Hierarch, sothing happened with Yemo. You know the Southeast Headquarters pressed him to go work...although Baiyun Martial Academy effectively resisted, evidently when ti passed, the Southeast Headquarters still wouldn’t give up. Now they’ve ordered Yemo to report to the Guardian Hall imdiately, clearly it’s..."
With a bang.
Yin Shen Palace smashed a table of food and drink into pieces, raised his head, and cursed three hundred tis.
The impact caused all the nearby snowflakes to turn to powder!
"As expected, it’s the Guardian Hall! It’s outrageous!"
Yin Shen Palace was boiling with anger.
He felt his plans were totally disrupted, his child was being persecuted!
Moreover, it was relentless, never-ending persecution!
Mu Lin Yuan and others were also puzzled.
They couldn’t help but think: how could Yemo have such a tough fate!
Indeed, blessings do not co in pairs, and misfortunes never co alone.
It seed, at this mont, every bad thing was pressing down on this child!
They didn’t know if he could endure it.
"Sect Hierarch, calm down. In truth, when you arranged for Yemo to enter Baiyun Martial Academy, wasn’t it ultimately heading towards the Guardian Hall? By this logic, it could be considered reaching the goal early! The Guardian Hall demands he go sooner, which could also be considered a good thing, as our people have finally penetrated the Guardian Hall."
Mu Lin Yuan comforted.
In the past, Yin Shen Palace might have thought the sa.
But now, he’s treated Yemo as a precious treasure, his only disciple! How could he be so relaxed?
Upon hearing this, he was imdiately furious, "But Yemo has lost four and a half years of growth ti! That’s an entire academy of knowledge infusion! Damn it, how can this be compensated!? Baiyun Martial Academy barely fought for a little ti back, only for it to be taken away again!"
The three were silent.
It was indeed an unspeakable matter.
Yemo probably still recovering from injuries, still hiding outside...when he returns to Baiyun City, he’ll be greeted by his master’s head, followed by urgency in handling his affairs...
Thinking of this, the four Old Demons felt their hearts ache.
Damn...
"It seems like both the righteous and the villainous are targeting this child... and he’s only at General Level, damn it... even normal Monarch Level don’t get this treatnt, but for Yemo, it’s exceptional."
Qian Sanjiang felt the absurdity.
How could this situation arise...
In a certain sense.
"All enemies!"
Yin Shen Palace kicked over a chair in frustration. He stopped drinking, and sulked at the side.
...
Fang Che lay quietly in the cave.
In his heart, he was repeating nas.
"Wang Family, Li Family, Li ngyun, Li Changhe, Li Changbo...Wang Family set the trap, Li Family executed."
He let out a sigh softly.
His mood had already completely cald down.
Listening to the snow falling outside the cave.
Feeling at peace, he began practicing.
Yin Shen Palace was right in saying one thing.
"If you want revenge, you must have strength."
Fang Che circulated the Infinite Scripture, but the spiritual power suddenly beca violent, rushing out from his Dantian, rampaging.
Under the residual power of the Water Cloud Sky Fruit guiding it, his spiritual power’s growth speed beca terrifying.
He had already reached the peak of Ninth grade general level.
Yet hadn’t broken through.
But now, with such a heavy snowfall, the spiritual energy of the world was almost purified.
In this desolate wilderness, there was no one else practicing aside from him.
The spiritual energy was even denser.
Pure!
As soon as he began practicing, the spiritual energy surged in like a landslide and tsunami.
Fang Che struggled to suppress the breakthrough, while desperately practicing to absorb the energy, simultaneously conducting internal inspection.
Seeing his Dantian, already filled with thin mist.
As he continued practicing, the mist thickened.
But also struggled desperately, pushing towards breaking the Marshal Level barrier. Fang Che fought fiercely to restrain it.
Each ti it reached the Marshal Level barrier, Fang Che forced it back, swirling again in the Dantian, while outside energy continued to flow in ... thus the mist grew denser.
After hundreds of cycles like this...
Fang Che finally lost control.
Because, under the constant wash of spiritual energy, that barrier had beco thin as a cicada’s wing.
Despite the fierce control, it burst open with a boom.
The energy stord into a new ridian path.
Marshal Level achieved!
The spiritual energy, roaring, flowed smoothly yet turbulent through the ridians.
Still water runs deep, this was that feeling.
As long as Fang Che wished, he could stir up a tidal wave by a re thought!
Fang Che did not stop practicing but continued to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy roared in, becoming denser within the cave.
Ye ng had long awakened, biting his teeth, practicing as well. This kind of opportunity was rare; it was accompanied by breakthrough-capable spiritual energy.
It was the best for cultivators.
And even for those not cultivating, the energy would automatically cleanse their bodies, so why not go with the flow?
In the silent wilderness.
Outside the cave, a vast whiteness.
Between heaven and earth, a haziness.
Inside the cave, two people practiced in silence.
Ye ng’s body trembled slightly, though forcibly holding back, still let out a groan.
General Level Eighth grade, broken through.
Fang Che seed to remain unaware, Ye ng continued cultivating, completely calming his breath, feeling comfortable and light.
It was only by then, that Fang Che calmly spoke beside him, "A breakthrough?"
"...Yes, a breakthrough."
Fang Che said lightly, "After a breakthrough, tell , how did your cultivation progress so quickly while hiding it from ?"
Regarding this, Fang Che couldn’t pretend to be ignorant.
That would be too abnormal.
Though he needed Ye ng to conceal it.
But Fang Che had to ask.
"I don’t know...ever since eating that fruit you gave , I felt my body was full of strength, and no matter what I practiced, it was swift... although not as talented as you, but seemingly stronger than others..."
Ye ng desperately fabricated.
Fang Che snorted, "I always wondered. You consud such good stuff, yet your cultivation remained this slow. I thought your talent was incredibly poor, but you were concealing it."
Ye ng relaxed and said, "Yes, I was wrong, Master, I shouldn’t have concealed it from you... but I feared, progressing too fast might displease you..."
Fang Che snorted again, "Afraid I’d be jealous? Is this how you think of your Master? Just your little progress, what’s there to be jealous of?"
"I was wrong."
"Your progress is still too slow."
Fang Che said, "At such a slow pace, daring you to hide it, from now on practice with ! Fight!"
Fang Che in a deep voice said, "Ye ng, our master died to cover for us, the enemies we face will be powerful, when we act for revenge, no one will help us, just you and ."
Ye ng quietly nodded.
It was indeed so.
If not for Sun Yuan, though he hid far, if they really searched, given their skills, he’d be dead anyway.
Thus, Fang Che’s words, though abrupt, were not without reason.
Fang Che said:
"Therefore, your progress needs to be faster. Otherwise, you’re of no help to ."
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