Monarch Night

Fang Che sped all the way.

Yet his mind was immersed in the sea of consciousness.

What Yin Shen Palace had Mu Lin Yuan deliver included a thousand top grade Spirit Crystals, two bottles of Elixir Pills, and a complete Blood Smoke Hand inheritance secret manual.

Then there was also a Token to enter the Secret Valley.

Inside there, the Wei Wo Zheng Sect had specially cultivated Blood Dragon Ginseng to assist Hen Tian Blade in the past.

These are all good things!

Fang Che pondered in his heart on how he could find enough justification to retrieve this batch of resources.

The Guardian side didn’t care, he could just casually say a word and go. But the key was the Wei Wo Zheng Sect side: How could the people of Wei Wo Zheng Sect believe that he went there so easily?

Why wouldn’t the Guardian even check?

This aspect, saying it’s important isn’t particularly true, but saying it’s unimportant, yet it is indeed a detail.

Often, the reason why too many major affairs fail is due to a failure on a certain detail.

Hence, one must proceed with caution.

Anyway, going directly from Baixiang Continent to Wan Ling Zhi Forest is impossible, he must first return to Donghu State.

The Worldwide Escort Agency is about to open.

Yemo hasn’t moved for a while.

For now, walking on three legs has become walking on one leg, which won’t do. Both sides need to catch up too.

But now in Donghu State...

Huh?

Fang Che then realized a few people were missing: "Where are Lord Xue and the others?"

"Lord Xue and the others are like a Divine Dragon who only shows its head but not its tail, who knows where they are?"

Old Man Shen rolled his eyes: "Your strength is ordinary, yet you have a lot to worry about."

Fang Che coughed and said: "My strength, now isn’t much inferior to yours..."

Old Man Shen scolded: "How can that be the same? You’re young and I’m old, I’m just waiting to die, how can that be the same? I could write my retirement report now, could you?"

"I can’t."

Fang Che lowered his head in dejection.

I made a mistake...

You’re about to retire, you’re great, I can’t afford to offend you, alright?

He sighed again in his heart, now his position is indeed too low, if he wanted to contact Xue Fuxiao alone, Xue Fuxiao must take the initiative.

If it’s really not possible, he can only inform the Think Tank through his dad.

But with dad’s side, now is really not the time to make any moves.

Just these connections through intermediaries, if done too frequently, will also become problematic — because Fang Yunzheng won’t be able to bear it!

A person at home doing nothing every day, but handling some thrilling top-secret affairs — isn’t this torturing the person?

Fang Che temporarily abandoned the idea of going through his dad.

Fang Che sighed and took out the Communication Jade to start replying.

First and foremost was naturally Fang Yunzheng.

"I’m fine, just a little injury, but now completely recovered, and my cultivation has advanced one level, now I’m Third Grade Monarch Level."

"Nonsense! Heavenly King Flute took action personally, how can you be fine? What’s the actual situation?"

"Really recovered, don’t worry, if there is something I’ll let you know, you rest peacefully at home, don’t believe everything you hear, your son is very stable."

"Let me know if anything happens in the future."

"I understand... Mom doesn’t know about this, right?"

"I wouldn’t dare to let her know!"

"Of course, you still need to live your life, if you let her know, your life won’t be peaceful."

Fang Che slyly warned his dad.

"You little rascal! Get lost!"

Fang Yunzheng was angry.

You think I’m henpecked?

Fang Che obediently ended the communication with his dad and started replying to the Wei Wo Zheng Sect messages.

He communicated with the Five Spirits Gu, holding the Communication Jade in his arms.

Quietly sending off various messages.

To Yin Shen Palace, Mu Lin Yuan, Feng Xing, Ling Kong, Xi Yun, Lei Jiu Tian...

Of course, the focus was Yan Beihan’s.

The messages Yan Beihan sent to Fang Che during this period could be described as varied.

What was done today, what will be done tomorrow, team structure, current integration status, various planning, next step planning, how to deal with logistics, annoying things, etc...

Every two days, Fang Che would have to strategize once.

Yan Beihan wasn’t merely talking about work matters, sometimes he would share some life matters to lighten the mood.

To Fang Che, Yan Beihan seemed to be expressing a kind of ’I don’t see you Yemo purely as a subordinate’, as a way to win hearts.

So Fang Che tried his best to cooperate.

After chatting he always added something like, "Mr. Yan treats his subordinates so well, the subordinate is deeply grateful and feels all warm..." etc., as flattery to show loyalty.

Recently, Yan Beihan’s greeting was: "Yemo, how are you now?"

"Currently situation is pretty good. Cultivation actually broke through to First Grade, now Third Grade Monarch Level."

Fang Che replied.

Just as he was about to respond to others, he noticed Yan Beihan actually replied instantly.

"Only Third Grade Monarch Level, look at you, better focus on cultivation, I’m about to break through to Saint Level."

Suddenly Fang Che felt something was off.

A sour feeling bubbled up, instantly he felt a bit speechless.

About to reach Saint Level... These words are truly.

"Congratulations Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan truly is gifted, with extraordinary aptitude, the subordinate can’t compare."

"My resources are just a bit more than yours, family background a bit better, sparring partners a bit stronger, that’s all."

Yan Beihan said: "Don’t hesitate to use your resources, use them quickly, I’m going to deal with the Hanjian Mountain Sect next; then maybe I can manage to bring some resources your way again, let your cultivation take another step up."

Fang Che: "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Though feeling a bit speechless inside.

Though not sure how far away Hanjian Mountain Sect is, yet Fang Che was certain it definitely wasn’t near the Southeast. At least several thousand miles away for sure.