Monarch Night

Fang Che was extremely dissatisfied.

What can one-fifth of the Divine Sense do? We’re talking about someone at the same Realm as the Dream Demon, an Old Demon.

If others knew Fang Che’s Divine Sense increased by one-fifth in ten days and he’s still unhappy, even Xue Fuxiao wouldn’t be able to resist rushing over to beat him to death.

This is Divine Power! Much harder to increase than cultivation!

What more do you want? What else are you craving?

Fang Che feels the substantial growth in the Evil Aura across his three major weapons, but for people like Xue Fuxiao, it’s somewhat dismissive.

As you keep slaughtering, the weapons’ Evil Aura naturally grows.

As long as you live, as long as your weapons possess growth attributes and are made from Divine Attribute Metal, they’ll keep growing with you.

But currently, Fang Che’s priority is increasing his combat power, so the growth of the weapons’ Evil Aura is quite useful against opponents of the same level or up to two levels higher.

It varies depending on individual opinions.

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon, now after absorbing this part of the energy, can already materialize a Little Snake, playing in Fang Che’s palm.

Don’t underestimate its tiny size; it’s already a milestone leap!

It indicates that the Golden Horned Flood Dragon has now completely shaken off the soul-like weakness; even leaving Fang Che’s side, it won’t be obliterated by the sunlight.

Moreover, it will continue growing further.

If it remained in soul form, it could silently extend over three hundred meters in the air with its body sprawled out, truly a colossal creature!

Fang Che checked his cultivation, still at First Grade Monarch Level.

He hasn’t entered the Second Grade, which is why he’s slightly unsatisfied, as he’s made significant improvements during this period.

The inability to promote to First Rank has made him a bit restless.

After self-reflecting for a while, he managed to calm down.

"Above Monarch Level, the energy needed for an upgrade is increasingly immense. And this is just Monarch Level. Rising one grade higher is unimaginable energy-wise."

Fang Che reminded himself.

Standing in the courtyard, he slowly exhaled, releasing the Evil Qi that had long been pent up in his chest.

Like countless Fierce Ghosts, they rushed out with his breath, ascending into the sky.

The leaves on all the nearby trees quietly detached from the branches.

The Evil Qi dissipated.

The Old Man Shen who had remained on guard at the door entered.

With a complex gaze at Fang Che: "Have you finished your retreat?"

"Yes. My Divine Sense has improved one step further."

Fang Che replied.

"Your Evil Aura is getting heavier." The Old Man Shen warned: "That’s not a good thing."

Fang Che contemplated and replied: "I’ll control it."

The Old Man Shen profoundly said: "You need Evil Qi, need Killing Aura, which is understandable... Martial Artists can’t neglect Evil Qi and Killing Aura in cultivation, but focusing too much isn’t good either."

"Yes."

"Some things aren’t meant to be rushed."

The Old Man Shen paused: "You’re still young, even with Monarch Level cultivation, living a thousand years is not an issue."

"Understood."

"Go talk to Ye Meng."

The Old Man Shen continued: "Do you need to inform them about your exit now?"

"No need for now. They’re doing well." Fang Che said: "If I appear, they’ll start asking me about every issue again. Let them finish handling Baixiang Continent’s affairs first, shouldn’t take long."

"Alright."

The Old Man Shen smiled: "You truly care about these seven guys."

"They will have to handle matters independently in the future."

Fang Che chuckled too: "Always following my lead won’t do. Plus, it’s been a while since I talked to Ye Meng, I need to chat with my wife and nurture our relationship... Anything else, Sir?"

The Old Man Shen sighed shaking his head: "Such shamelessness... truly echoes Zhao Shanhe’s style."

His body flickered, disappearing.

Fang Che let out a sigh of relief.

Turning to Ye Meng: "Meng... I’m starving."

"I’ve already prepared a mountain of food..."

"..."

Devouring a pile like a ravenous beast, then naturally rolling onto the bed holding Ye Meng: "This is also dying of hunger..."

Fang Che indulged in pleasures.

And the clean-up of Baixiang Continent was nearing its end; Mo Gan Yun and others even discovered a Ninth level small family during their operations, a Yixin Sect affiliate.

The focus started shifting towards this aspect.

The number of corpses being dragged to the Graveyard each day lessened.

Life began stabilizing.

The Evil Aura in the sky dissipated, the sun lazily hung in the sky, radiating warm beams that made one drowsy.

...

Guardian Headquarters.

Dongfang Sansan organized a banquet, gathering everyone together, especially since Dongfang Sansan was in an unusually good mood.

Thus, a rare assembly of all the old comrades was held.

Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng entered the banquet hall supporting each other.

The two were the most unfortunate, brutally trained by Ningxue Sword in the Southeast for days, then summoned to Headquarters, arriving limping.

They then faced off against the Silver Wolf couple in a brawl.

Absolutely no match, being beaten by the couple into rolling and vomiting blood repeatedly.

The feeling of confronting mountain-like enemies left both extremely astonished.

Not just them, in pure brawling, even Bu Chou couldn’t gain upper hand—forget it, your Ninth Brother, just one toe, would be two times larger than us humans, tell me, do you want us to go up and hold it? Wrestle!?