Fang Che felt a bit unbalanced inside; he was working hard, while Yan Beihan was just enjoying herself without a care?
Fang Che worked tirelessly for three hours, chopping down almost half of the forest around him.
Then he set it up and lit a fire underneath, letting it smolder with billowing smoke.
Ah, using pure heat to dry and smoking it like this is safe and not too slow.
At night...
Yan Beihan took out so delicious food from the Space Ring, and Fang Che made no effort to be polite; he sat down and just grabbed and ate it.
It had been a long ti since he had eaten such proper food; Fang almost swallowed his tongue.
"Mr. Fang, aren’t you afraid of poison?" Yan Beihan squinted.
She was even holding a sparkling wine glass in her hand, inside was a slightly brown liquor, swirling gently.
"I’d rather die from poison happily; sticking with you, even if you don’t kill , I’d eventually die of exhaustion," Fang Che said, munching on at.
Reaching out a hand: "Is there another wine glass? Pass a jar of wine."
"You really aren’t the least bit polite." Yan Beihan laughed: "Hurry up and finish building the house, I won’t let you suffer a loss."
She said, taking out a wine jar and glasses.
Fang Che had a delightful al, then continued to work with Little Bear watching him eagerly.
anwhile, Yan Beihan was holding Little Bear, playing and overseeing the work on the side.
As she watched, sothing felt off: "What exactly are you doing?"
"I’m drying the wood first, otherwise, after building the house, especially after falling asleep, the sll will be awful, not to ntion it can contaminate your body with an unpleasant odor." Fang Che responded smoothly.
Yan Beihan thought it over, it was indeed reasonable.
But she still felt sothing was off, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
So naturally, the first night was spent in a tent, and Fang Che readily got his living supplies, sleeping comfortably.
And having a tent all to himself made his sleep even more peaceful: with Yan Beihan keeping watch at night, what was there to worry about?
You know, girls have a much stronger sense of alertness than n.
With Yan Beihan nearby, Fang Che wasn’t concerned about his safety at all.
Moreover, Little Bear was still in Yan Beihan’s room... even if there was a sneak attack, it wouldn’t target first—besides, no matter what, even if Yan Beihan were to die, she’d hold them off for at least a few breaths for .
So Fang Che snored loudly.
He was truly worn out during this ti!
On Yan Beihan’s side, sothing odd occurred.
She tossed and turned for half the night without falling asleep; had this guy realized I’ve discovered his identity?
That can’t be it.
Seeing his righteous Guardian-like deanor towards her, treating her with that ’looking at a witch’ gaze, didn’t seem like he felt anything.
"This guy really is a talent."
And then she picked up Little Bear: "Little guy, where did you co from..."
Little Bear nuzzled its fluffy head into Yan Beihan’s embrace and then fell asleep, having discovered since the afternoon that this embrace was particularly soft and elastic, making it incredibly comfortable to sleep on.
So Little Bear gradually didn’t resist, resting on Yan Beihan’s chest to sleep, even if pushed off, it would just climb back...
The next day, after a whole day’s work, the house still didn’t appear to have any shape.
Yan Beihan was getting impatient: "Fang Che, what exactly are you doing?"
"It’ll be done, it’ll be done; by tomorrow night for sure..."
Fang Che grinned foolishly, not looking up: "Tomorrow night, I’ll definitely give you a surprise!"
"A surprise?"
Yan Beihan snorted coldly: "I’m waiting for your surprise!"
Yan Beihan indeed got her surprise.
The third night...
Yan Beihan was swinging her sword, sweat pouring, clearing a layer of snakes and insects almost covering the ground, while angrily calling Fang Che’s na: "Fang Che! You bastard, is this the surprise you ntioned?"
"Mr. Yan was right, don’t you feel your Swordsmanship is more proficient?" Fang Che was also in combat.
"Proficient with your head! Did you know in advance? Bastard, why didn’t you say so earlier?" Yan Beihan was so angry her eyes were spinning.
"If I told you earlier... you would’ve already run away by now; how could you still be here helping with the snake killing?" Fang Che said calmly while swinging his sword.
He fought and started a fire at the sa ti.
He had already packed up the tent since any damage here couldn’t be replenished with supplies. So as soon as there was any sign of snakes and insects, he packed it up.
Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che lighting up the trees dried for three days into a huge fiery circle, feeling like her chest would explode with anger!
"Is this the house you said you were building!?"
Yan Beihan was furious.
This bastard, he really played for a fool!
So this is what those trees were chopped for, not for building a house!
"Fang Che!"
Yan Beihan gritted her teeth: "You win! You’re quite the talent! You’re really quite the talent!"
"Thank you, Eldest Lady Yan, for the complint, but I advise you to save your strength because the snake swarms are increasing..." Fang Che kindly reminded.
"I’m going to kill you..."
Yan Beihan roared, but she really saw that the hills were swarming with snakes, and the individual snakes were getting bigger.
Yan Beihan felt once again that familiar feeling from the Cultivating Gu to Beco a God Plan when Yemo made her head spin and chest swell with anger.
Indeed, whenever encountering this guy, she would get dizzy from rage.
No matter his identity, it’s always the sa...
Fang Che set up the fire circle, began to leap out and start fighting, going around and around in circles, with the circles growing larger and larger. Countless snakes and insects died beneath his sword.
With Yan Beihan present, of course, Fang Che would not use a spear.
But just the sword was enough.
Yan Beihan watched Fang Che’s strange moves from within the fire circle, blinked, and then leapt up, holding Little Bear in her arms as she also dashed out of the circle, slashing around in circles...
Then she realized that as the slaughter intensified, the depletion of Spiritual Energy accelerated, and the relentless high-intensity combat was actually unlimitedly stimulating her potential.
"Hmph! This kind of beneficial thing and you didn’t call !"
Yan Beihan’s long sword was like lightning, her slender figure darting back and forth outside the fire circle.
She was much faster than Fang Che.
Then she exhausted her Spiritual Energy before Fang Che, leaving him killing snakes in circles outside, while she jumped back into the fire circle, took out a Spirit Crystal, and began to recover her Spiritual Energy.
A mont later...Once she was mostly recovered, Yan Beihan jumped out again, allowing Fang Che to co back and rest.
"Give so of your Spirit Crystals, I can recover faster."
Fang Che shouted.
Such a free advantage, if you don’t take it, it’s a waste.
After all, I don’t have it, you do, who else should I use but yours?
Yan Beihan shouted while swinging her sword: "Go ask your Guardian for so."
"They aren’t here."
"Then why should I give it to you?"
"Then you hold out outside on your own, I’ll go out again whenever I recover." Fang Che was not anxious at all.
With a snap, a bag of pure Purple Crystals was thrown in front of Fang Che, accompanied by Yan Beihan’s angry curse: "Shaless!"
Shaless then shaless!
At any rate, the Spirit Crystals were in hand!
Fang Che started practicing to recover, watching Yan Beihan’s battle.
It was breathtaking, Yan Beihan’s Swordsmanship was rciless yet steady. Ever-changing, but also with a thick aura; light and graceful, yet deep and majestic.
Her combat power and lethality were the best Fang Che had ever seen in the current world.
Moreover, Yan Beihan’s cultivation had obviously reached the level of a Martial General, and not just the First Grade.
Fang Che couldn’t help but feel a little unbalanced: "Look at her, then look at . I’ve been practicing desperately, almost removing several layers of skin, yet I’m not as fast as she is."
But there was nothing he could do.
He didn’t have a Space Ring, but Yan Beihan and Feng Yun did. Although they started the sa, their rings contained nurous Divine Crystals, Spirit Crystals, Purple Crystals, and Heavenly Treasures...
How could this be compared?
"But from now on, whatever Yan Beihan has, I’ll have too!"
Fang Che was quite open-minded.
He felt that he was now in a fertile position.
Although it was akin to being kept...who would know in this secret world?
Besides, Yan Beihan still wanted to recruit him, so why not use so of her resources?
What’s the big deal!
So Fang Che felt at ease!
Yan Beihan was sweating profusely, seeing this guy actually beginning to breakthrough inside, white steam rising off his head, she was both angry and anxious.
This scoundrel, how can he not see himself as an outsider?
Didn’t he see that I’m almost exhausted?
But Fang Che was in the middle of a breakthrough, so Yan Beihan could only grit her teeth and hold out, preventing the snake swarm from interrupting Fang Che’s practice. Killing in circles, until she was so tired that her vision blurred.
Finally, with a flash, Fang Che broke through to the seventh grade Military General and ca out to support.
Yan Beihan wanted to go back inside the fire circle to regulate her breathing, but found she was so exhausted she couldn’t even get in.
Angry, she said: "Help a...ah!"
A scream, as Fang Che kicked her buttocks, sending her flying into the fire circle.
"Fang Che! Just you wait!"
Yan Beihan landed heavily on the ground, feeling her tender behind almost split into four parts, she was furious, gritting her teeth.
Imdiately with a thump on her chest, Little Bear sat on her chest, almost causing her to have chest tightness.
"What are you dawdling for!" Fang Che’s scolding ca from outside: "Quickly practice, co out and relieve ."
"Fang Che! Just you wait!"
Yan Beihan roared in anger again and hurried to start practicing.
Fang Che’s sword lit up brightly as he slashed around, calculating the size of the snake swarm, noting that these newcors hadn’t even ford inner cores yet...they were only at the preliminary stage.
In this case, at least a day and a half was needed for those giant pythons to arrive.
After the Nether Monarch Blade killed countless snakes and insects, he switched to the Nether Emperor Sword to continue the slaughter.
When encountering larger snake swarms, the sword was evidently not as effective as the blade, because for these snakes, a sword through their seven inches wouldn’t kill them.
Those types of struggles could still injure people, and the snakes could still bite.
So they must be chopped off.
And for the act of chopping, the sword was far inferior to the blade, differing by more than a grade.
So after regaining so energy with the sword, Fang Che switched back to cutting with the blade.
Just as he was nearly exhausted, Yan Beihan swooped in...
Their rotation truly had the taste of ’n and won working together don’t get tired’.
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