Monarch Night
Chapter 112 - 70: Testing the Sword

Chapter 112: Chapter 70: Testing the Sword

Yin Shen Palace and the others descended from the sky.

They saw Fang Che, wholly absorbed in his sword training, and couldn’t help but smile.

The extremely dejected mood of Yin Shen Palace even eased a bit as he transmitted a message to Mu Lin Yuan: "I bet with you, this kid hasn’t practiced all day, hasn’t stopped for a moment in the evening, just waiting to show us when we arrive. He’s really putting his heart into this flattery."

Mu Lin Yuan also found it a bit amusing, transmitting back: "How about we don’t make a sound first and tire this silly boy to death?"

Yin Shen Palace couldn’t help but smirk: "He has already seen us, and I knew we should have sneaked over the wall to avoid being spotted."

He could see right through Fang Che’s ’youthful desire to perform’.

Adults, on the other hand, found it amusing and also felt Fang Che’s respect for them.

This feeling was just right.

"First Master, Second Master, Third Master, you’ve arrived!"

The joyful voice of Fang Che came.

Yin Shen Palace nodded, not bad.

Knowing that he was in a place of conflict, being alert, and changing his form of address.

In Baiyun State, the word ’Sect Hierarch’ should never be uttered at any time.

But being directly called First Master by this guy meant he had taken an advantage.

He had climbed up the stick again.

But why did it actually feel so good?

"Alright, stop pretending to be diligent, come in."

"How is your cultivation?"

Yin Shen Palace walked into the room calmly.

Fang Che, covered in sweat, followed in, grinning foolishly: "It’s okay, progress feels not so hard. Just that my hands are itchy, there aren’t real chances to fight."

"With your level of skill, you still want real combat opportunities, do you think this is a game?"

Mu Lin Yuan scolded with a laugh, sitting down following Yin Shen Palace.

Fang Che chuckled and said: "Actually, breaking through to Grandmaster this time, I felt invincible..."

"..."

The three titans of the Demon Sect were speechless at this remark.

You really are a piece of work!

Already feeling invincible now.

But everyone knew that feeling of just having broken through indeed felt very expansive.

"That’s an illusion, you fool!"

Hou Fang chided.

Fang Che grinned foolishly: "Yes, yes... just feels so awesome..."

Yin Shen Palace had already spotted something on the table, casually picking it up to look: "What’s this? Making so many clothes? Are you planning to open a store?"

Fang Che came in, carefully closing the door, apologizing first: "First Master, forgive me, being here, I must be cautious..."

Then he started explaining: "Knowing that First Master and Second Master were coming, I found an excuse to send the maid away, although she is my personal maid, it’s better she doesn’t know some things."

"Hmm, very good."

Yin Shen Palace nodded in satisfaction, pointing at the document in hand: "You used this excuse to send her away? Though seamless, it still cost a bit. Quite a bit of money there."

"I still have some money on me; if First Master needs it, I will offer it all."

"Virtue! Do you think I’m in such a dire straits that I’d need to plunder your little bit of spare change?"

Amidst the laughter of Mu Lin Yuan and Hou Fang, Yin Shen Palace scolded jokingly.

After inquiring in detail about the use of the items on Fang Che’s table and the method for sending the maid out, Yin Shen Palace was very satisfied.

He praised: "Well done!"

In a way that anyone reasonable would not suspect, he sent out his maid. Although it was just an extra precaution, it showed the prudence of Yemo.

Yes, that’s how it should be.

The real secret should only be known to oneself.

One more person knowing increases the danger, especially since Baiyun State is the Guardian’s territory, his coming here indeed meant delving into dangerous grounds.

Yemo was actually considering his own safety.

Thinking this, the expression on Yin Shen Palace’s face softened a bit.

"How is your cultivation progress now?"

Yin Shen Palace asked, picking up a teacup.

At the Sect Hierarch’s words, both Mu Lin Yuan and Hou Fang’s eyes lit up.

They knew the exciting part was coming.

"Currently, Middle Grade Second Level of Wuzhong."

Fang Che busily made tea, hospitably serving, while responding: "Combat power should be higher than cultivation level, defeating third or fourth grade should be no problem."

Yin Shen Palace frowned: "Oh? That confident?"

Giving a signal with his eyes.

Mu Lin Yuan understood: "This kid is boasting, let me lower my cultivation to test him."

Suppressing his cultivation to the Middle Grade Second Level of Wuzhong, Mu Lin Yuan was immediately overpowered by Fang Che, who shouted in surprise and hurriedly increased his cultivation!

Yin Shen Palace exclaimed in surprise, his eyes gleaming brightly.

After a period of sparring, Mu Lin Yuan carefully increased his level, stopping only when Fang Che could no longer hold on.

Returning to Yin Shen Palace’s side, he said: "He should be able to tie with the fifth level of Wuzhong, overcoming levels in combat is no problem. If he fights all out, killing a fifth grade is also feasible, but he’ll definitely be injured."

Mu Lin Yuan, being a great expert in Martial Arts and with Yin Shen Palace watching, naturally knew his stuff.

He knew Mu Lin Yuan’s evaluation wasn’t exaggerated.

But they still sent Hou Fang forward to try as well.

"To deal with Hou Fang, Fang Che naturally used the Heart Plucking Thirteen Styles of the Divine Monkey taught by Hou Fang himself.

After the sparring, Hou Fang was almost overjoyed.

He then sent a message to Yin Shen Palace, ’Sect Hierarch, this young man has indeed inherited my true skills! His execution of the Monkey Fist even surpasses my own.’"

Yin Shen Palace snorted, "Get lost!"

Hou Fang let out a bitter laugh and stepped aside.

Yin Shen Palace slowly stood up: "I will also give it a try."

Fang Che was alarmed, "Ah? How dare I fight with the Sect Hierarch?"

"Fight with me?!"

Yin Shen Palace’s lips twitched, "You really know how to flatter yourself!"

Hou Fang and Mu Lin Yuan burst into hearty laughter, extremely delighted.

Fang Che stammered, "My apologies for speaking out of turn..."

"Consider this a battle of life and death, do not hesitate or show mercy," Yin Shen Palace commanded with a snort.

Fang Che immediately adopted the stance of the Blood Spirit Seven Swords, "I must apologize in advance for any offense."

"Just do as I say. In the future, you will face opponents who wish to kill you outright. How can you grow just by sparring?" Yin Shen Palace declared.

"Yes!"

Although Yin Shen Palace suppressed his cultivation, his moves were very lethal.

Having participated in the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan, he knew those were battles to the death, and he replicated that entirely now.

He showed no mercy.

If Fang Che could not hold his ground, he would be killed on the spot.

This was clear to both Mu Lin Yuan and Hou Fang, who both felt nervous for Fang Che.

However, to their amazement, Fang Che’s Blood Spirit Seven Swords, kept parrying and striking back vibrantly against Yin Shen Palace.

At times, he even managed to gain the upper hand against Yin Shen Palace, who had the same rank in cultivation.

Mu Lin Yuan and others were almost shocked out of their wits.

They knew that Yin Shen Palace was a martial arts prodigy capable of fighting above his level. Normally, the second level of Wuzhong he exhibited would be comparable to the peak of third level or even higher.

Yet, under these circumstances, to be outclassed by Fang Che, what did that imply?

They watched intensely, more absorbed than ever.

Woosh, woosh, woosh...

Fang Che’s Blood Spirit Seven Swords kept interchanging moves, recombining them constantly until a series of moves flowed one after another—starting from the first half of the first sword to the latter half of the fifth, then the killing move of the seventh sword...

The whole process was seamless.

Yin Shen Palace’s gaze flickered, and he upgraded his cultivation level to the third level of Wuzhong, continuing the intense battle.

Fang Che felt the increased pressure, so the output of his Blood Spirit Seven Swords increased as well.

"Still have the spare strength?" Yin Shen Palace was pleasantly surprised.

"I’ve reserved a bit for life-saving," Fang Che responded.

"Good, let’s continue," said Yin Shen Palace, who then changed his momentum, displaying the power of the fourth level of Wuzhong, and attacking with full force.

The sounds of clashing swords filled the air...

After consecutive seven swords, Fang Che’s body swayed like a small boat in a giant wave at sea, constantly facing danger, surrounded by threats, yet he still managed not to get overturned.

Moreover, after being pushed to his limits, he let out a loud roar and counterattacked with all his might.

Move after move, exchanging injury for injury, life for life. For a moment, the intensity of the battle caused Mu Lin Yuan and others to hold their breaths.

With a loud crash, followed by a clang, Fang Che flew like a kite with a broken string, crashing onto the ground but immediately somersaulted up, his heel kicking fiercely against the ground, and he swiftly climbed up the wall.

"Enough!"

Yin Shen Palace laughed heartily, extremely satisfied, "No need to show off your escaping skills, you’re already good enough, good enough!"

Only then did Fang Che jump down from the wall, "Grandmaster has been merciful."

"Hahaha..."

Yin Shen Palace’s eyes and eyebrows seemed to laugh as well, saying, "Mercy? That’s not possible, but your achievements indeed bring me joy!"

He sat down again.

Yin Shen Palace looked at the tea leaves on the table and smiled, "These are for me, I assume?"

"Yes, there isn’t much to buy in Baiyun State. I hope Grandmaster won’t mind. There are also these fruits, please try them, they’re not magical fruits, but they’re crisp and tasty."

"Good, good."

Yin Shen Palace was extremely pleased, waving his hand grandly, "Then I shall accept your gifts!"

With a wave of his hand, two packs of tea leaves entered the Space Ring.

Mu Lin Yuan and the others were internally shaken.

A small fry, just a seedling in the sect, and Yin Shen Palace personally accepting a gift, it clearly showed how highly Yin Shen Palace now regarded Fang Che.

"After our recent fight, your cultivation seems to be stably at the high second level of Wuzhong, ready to break into the third at any moment; but as for combat strength..."

Yin Shen Palace furrowed his brows, "You could essentially draw with a fifth level; even if fighting for life, you could barely survive against a sixth level, but it’s uncertain who would die. Against a seventh level, you would definitely not stand a chance, and if it were higher than that, in a fight to the death, you would indisputably die."

"How is your practice of the Blood Burning Skill?"

"I’ve entered the beginning stages."

"And the effect?"

"If I fully fled, my speed could increase by about five to six times compared to usual."

Fang Che gauged the situation and chose to speak truthfully.

"Very good."

Yin Shen Palace complimented him, then pondered for a moment, "I’ll give you one month. Can you advance to Innate Grandmaster?"