Monarch Night
Chapter 238 - 9 Yemo Goes Crazy

Chapter 238: Chapter 9 Yemo Goes Crazy

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Fang Che desperately accelerated through the blizzard.

The sounds of battle behind him were getting more distant.

Sun Yuan’s screams, however, seemed to grow closer.

The blizzard in the sky was trembling from Sun Yuan’s furious roars.

...

"You asked me that day, if danger came, would I push you out to block the sword!"

"I’m telling you now! No, I wouldn’t!"

"..."

"Master is gone!!!"

The harsh roar, every word drilled into Fang Che’s ears, piercing his heart.

...

Master is gone!

Fang Che gritted his teeth, his face icy cold, and his eyes as venomous as a wolf’s.

He covered the wound at his waist, his body turning into a black streak in the blizzard, fully unleashing the Blood Burning Skill, charging forward without looking back.

He was afraid.

Afraid that any delay would waste Sun Yuan’s sacrifice in vain.

Revenge!

"I will avenge you! The Wang Family of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, and the families of those involved, I will exterminate them for you!!"

Fang Che’s heart was as cold and calm as ice.

The Bingche Spirit Platform was fully activated.

This was not the time for impulsiveness.

He was like an arrow, shooting straight into the chasm below. He stumbled and fell, blood oozing from his wound.

Ye Meng flew out, supporting him and directly carrying him on her back.

"Let’s go!"

Fang Che, having burned up all his Spiritual Energy, weakly uttered a word.

Ye Meng, carrying Fang Che, moved her foot, lifting a flurry of snow that covered Fang Che’s bloodstains.

Then she lightly turned the corner, leaving no trace, and suddenly accelerated, speeding into the depths of the forest.

Flying swiftly.

Now, she no longer cared about hiding her cultivation; all she wanted was to carry Fang Che out of danger with all her strength.

Fang Che, on Ye Meng’s back, finally took a breath, immediately taking out the Dan Yun Divine Pill from the Cultivating Gu to Become a God competition rewards and immediately swallowed one.

An hour later... he patted Ye Meng’s shoulder: "Alright."

His injuries had completely healed, and even his Spiritual Power had returned to its peak.

He landed on the ground.

There was no longer any movement behind him.

But Fang Che still held Ye Meng’s hand, the two sharing their Spiritual Power, swiftly soaring forward.

The heavy snow behind them covered all traces, dissipating all scents.

Disappearing in an instant.

...

Wang Yun’er and three others tracked all the way to the bottom of the cliff.

"There was actually someone arranged here in advance to respond!"

Wang Yun’er looked at the white horse’s corpse found after searching for a long time, and the spots of blood seen after scraping away the snow, her face gloomy.

"This kid is so slippery."

"Follow the blood trail."

They pursued for dozens of miles.

The blood trail disappeared.

Ahead was an expanse of mountains and dense forest.

Wang Yun’er unwillingly stopped, her gaze deep.

They lost the trail!

Though she didn’t want to admit it, Sun Yuan’s disciple had indeed escaped.

After a long while.

Wang Yun’er sighed softly: "Sun Yuan deliberately led us away, indicating he didn’t want us to go to Baiyun State. Then let’s head to Baiyun State!"

"Yes."

"Once there, hang Sun Yuan’s head up, I don’t believe this disciple Sun Yuan saved with his life won’t care about his master’s head?"

The four turned back in the wind and snow, heading towards Baiyun State.

...

Fang Che and Ye Meng fled desperately in the wind and snow, Ye Meng following Fang Che as they zigzagged, long having lost her sense of direction, but Fang Che remained clear in his goal, charging madly.

After a long while, they stopped at a place, then Fang Che, without hesitation, broke the ice surface of a pool, diving in with Ye Meng, waving his long sleeve before entering the water.

The surrounding snow instantly flew up, covering the pool.

The falling snow continued to drift down, quickly erasing all traces.

Yes.

Fang Che brought Ye Meng to Bai zhang peak.

Now, it was the only place where Fang Che felt most at ease.

The safest.

Entering a cave, Fang Che sat on a rock with a solemn face, taking a deep breath, wanting to say something, but instead sighed long.

"Young master, earlier from afar, I seemed to hear someone shouting loudly, it sounded like Master Sun’s voice."

Ye Meng said cautiously.

Fang Che’s face was as hard as iron, adjusting his clothes, and said in a calm tone: "Yes, it was my master."

"He... how is the elder?"

"Dead."

Fang Che spoke in an extremely calm tone: "He is dead."

Ye Meng’s eyes widened in shock.

Looking at Fang Che’s calm face, she wanted to ask, your master died, and you’re this calm?

Fang Che faintly smiled and said, "Are you wondering why I’m not sad?"

Ye Meng lowered her head.

Fang Che rubbed his hands, turned, and adjusted the furs prepared in the cave, diligently laying out two bed-like places.

He said blandly: "In our Demon Sect, what feelings do we have!"

He lay down on one of the beds, covering himself with the furs, and said blandly: "I’m tired today, time to sleep!"

Then he closed his eyes.

Ye Meng wanted to say, young master, this was my job.

You’ve done it all, including my share.

But she didn’t say it.

She lay down carefully, only feeling her thoughts churning in her heart.

Meanwhile, Fang Che’s breathing was even, as if he had already fallen asleep.

...

Fang Che lay flat.

His eyes closed.

His expression calm.

But within his heart, there was a storm.

Scenes from the past flashed through his mind.

From the beginning, when he brought back a deer, Sun Yuan leaped in, smiling: "Let me help?"

He was cultivating.

Sun Yuan returned quietly, placing the stolen and snatched Heavenly Treasures quietly.

"Keep cultivating, master has plenty of these things."

Task from the sect.

Sun Yuan repeatedly analyzed, frowning: "You need to think clearly, can’t take risks."

Sun Yuan sighed: "You’re learning too fast, too fast, I have nothing more to teach you, alas..."

Thoughts turned and uncontrollably returned to that day.

"Master, it’s said many masters of our Yixin Sect would set up their disciples, why are you so good to me?"

Sun Yuan laughed silently.

Sun Yuan remained silent.

Sun Yuan spoke.

"...In some life-and-death situations, betrayal and using each other to escape is very normal. After all, every man for himself."

"...The more selfish we are, the more we must always keep a way out for ourselves."

"Che’er, if one day something happens to me, I’ll leave this family to you."

"You are my way out."

Fang Che breathed out lightly.

He was using the Bingche Spirit Platform to control his emotions, yet he still felt his heart trembling.

Silently reciting in his heart: "In some life-and-death situations, betrayal and using each other to escape is very normal. After all, every man for himself... Master, this time, you really don’t act like a member of the Demon Sect."

Silent tears flowed down his cheeks, silently dripping onto the furs, without sound or trace.

Fang Che always knew, Sun Yuan was of the Demon Sect, and always knew, he was a Great Demon, committing all sorts of crimes, treating human lives as if they were grass, the lives of hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands in Sun Yuan’s hands counted as less than ants.

He also always thought that if one day Sun Yuan died, his heart would probably not have any ripple. He definitely wouldn’t cry!

Because I am the Guardian!

I am an infiltrator!

I am here to destroy your Demon Sect.

Why would I cry when you, a Great Demon, die?

I should be happy!

I should be happy!

Even if you died to cover for me, I should still be happy!

He thought through clenched teeth, but couldn’t stop the tears from flowing silently.

Even with the Bingche Spirit Platform, he couldn’t stop it.

Sun Yuan died.

Died to protect him. And the opponents’ people were likely the family members of those he killed in the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan, otherwise, they wouldn’t have eagerly sought Yemo.

In other words, he implicated Sun Yuan, and Sun Yuan died to protect him!

Fang Che’s heart was tumultuous.

"I will avenge you!"

Fang Che silently vowed in his heart.

Then he grabbed the Communication Jade in his hand.

Using Divine Sense to activate the Five Spirits Gu.

He sent a message to Yin Shen Palace: "Master, Master Sun Yuan is dead. He died covering my escape."

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The new Yixin Sect Headquarters.

Yin Shen Palace was raising a cup with Mu Lin Yuan and others, drinking in such snowy weather was the perfect time, why not drink a bowl?

A cup of wine was swallowed.

Message from Yemo arrived.

Yin Shen Palace opened it and suddenly started to cough violently, a mouthful of wine splattered all over his chest!

He coughed vigorously, awkwardly drank a sip of water, but immediately coughed again, spitting out the water.

Mu Lin Yuan hurried over to pat his back, concerned: "Sect Hierarch, what’s wrong?"

Yin Shen Palace coughed for a while before finally calming down.

He took small sips of water, soothed himself, and then said softly: "Sun Yuan is dead."

Mu Lin Yuan and the others were stunned, feeling a chill creeping down from their heads.

"What’s going on? Wasn’t he supposed to go for Divine Power Empowerment? How did he suddenly die?"

Yin Shen Palace, with a gloomy face, ignored them, only sending a message to Yemo.

"How are you?"

Fang Che replied: "Master Sun Yuan desperately held off the pursuers, I escaped! Master, I swear to avenge Master Sun Yuan! It is said the opponents were from the Headquarters Wang Family? Please tell me the truth, master! If I cannot avenge Master Sun Yuan in this lifetime, I will not die in peace!"

Yin Shen Palace continued sending messages silently.

Kept replying.

Then finally put down the Communication Jade.

Sighing: "Sun Yuan is dead, Yemo has gone mad, and insists on avenging his master. However, his master... Sun Yuan, was killed by the family from the Headquarters. To be honest, this wave was still caused by Yemo implicating Sun Yuan, only he probably doesn’t know now."

Just then.

Yemo’s new message arrived: "Master Sun Yuan died because of me, otherwise he wouldn’t have died. Those people came for Yemo, Master died protecting me!"

Yin Shen Palace sighed and changed his tone: "So he knows. This is troublesome."

Mu Lin Yuan sighed and said: "Yemo wants revenge?"

Yin Shen Palace shot him a sideways glance: "If you were the one causing your master’s death, and your master died for you, wouldn’t you seek revenge?"

Mu Lin Yuan sighed and said nothing more.

This kind of thing, no resolution!

An unyielding grievance!