Monarch Night

Thus, the Vice Sect Master Bi’s office immediately issued a statement of rebuke!

For more than a year, almost two years now, Bei Mingxin has been thoroughly subdued, not a hint of spirit left. Initially, he tried various ways to appeal his grievances, but now he has completely given up.

Whatever happens, happens; after all, it’s useless to find anyone.

Vice Sect Master Bi just wants to mess with you.

There’s absolutely nothing you can do about it.

Don’t even think about going to the current Vice Sect Master Yan Nan, or even if Sect Master Zheng Yuandong were to come out of retreat, it would be useless to approach him!

Would the Sect Leader offend Vice Sect Master Bi Changhong’s face just for you, Bei Mingxin?

At most, he might say something like "let it go," but if Vice Sect Master Bi himself doesn’t say "let it go"... what’s the use?

Moreover... the benefit of Vice Sect Master Bi is that even if he says "let it go," it doesn’t mean anything!

Because his personality changes all the time. Today it’s "let it go," tomorrow it’s "let’s settle scores again..."

Bei Mingxin has regretted so much that all his internal organs have swelled tenfold!

A distinguished Saint Emperor Level expert, who wasn’t overweight to begin with, has forcibly lost thirty pounds—what kind of concept is that?

If things could be redone, Bei Mingxin swears to the heavens, he would never have gotten involved in the Yixin Sect’s murky waters!

Even if Ren Zhongyuan were dying in front of him, rotting before him, he wouldn’t spare him a second glance!

Swearing upon 18 generations of ancestors and future descendants, as well as his own past, present, and future soul!

"Who would have thought I’d inexplicably provoke a madman like this!"

What an injustice!

Everyone at the Wei Wo Sect Headquarters who knows about this, including those currently tormenting Bei Mingxin, understands Bei Mingxin’s grievance!

But there’s no choice; the torment must continue!

This is truly the greatest miscarriage of justice in history!

Now, with the issue of the Divine Formless Jade arising, everything has fallen back onto Bei Mingxin. Because only he has the experience...

This time, no one can stop him from coming out.

So Bei Mingxin immediately set off.

"Damn it..."

Bei Mingxin left the headquarters, tears in his eyes: "Damn... I’m out... The sky is still so blue, the grass still so green..."

He nearly cried tears of joy.

The six Guardians following him were also teary-eyed: "Boss... there were times I wanted to end it all..."

Bei Mingxin was tormented so miserably that as his devoted brothers, the Six Guardians, how could they possibly feel okay?

There were originally eight of them, but last time in the Southeast, two were killed by Dong Changfeng.

Now these six look as if they’ve survived a disaster.

"I envy the old Seven and the old Eight from the last outing with you, they’ve been spared any torment by death... not a lick of trouble..."

One of them wiped away tears.

"I’d almost rather they put us in jail and torture us daily... at least it would be somewhat satisfying, right?"

"At least we’re out of there. Oh my god... I never want to go back."

Bei Mingxin collected himself and said heavily: "After this time, it should be fine, don’t worry. With the Sect Leader and the others, we won’t be oppressed forever; our day will come."

These words left the six brothers exchanging looks.

Heads hanging low, they spoke not a word.

One of them smiled wryly: "Boss... when you said this before, we truly believed... but now... hehehe..."

"Let’s go, let’s go, hurry up."

Bei Mingxin said: "This trip to the Southeast, Young Master Feng Yun is there. Others might not protect us, but... Young Master Yun can. You guys understand!"

"Boss, you mean..."

"Just what you think."

Bei Mingxin said: "Hurry up, this might be our only chance. We can’t afford any mistakes with this Divine Formless Jade mission! And the senior we need to bring back cannot be harmed!"

"This is our fallback for a turnaround."

"Don’t worry, boss, we all understand!"

The seven of them, like seven rainbows, streaked through the sky with unmatched speed.

Straight towards the Southeast!

...

It’s already late at night.

Ye Meng, who hadn’t left the Guardian Hall, saw Fang Che returning and asked: "How’s it going, any progress?"

"There’s some progress."

Fang Che furrowed his brow and said: "But this matter... won’t be easy."

He said: "It’s late, let’s rest."

Ye Meng nodded: "This Baixiang Continent Guardian Hall is quite clean, not a single tree around."

"That’s to be expected."

Fang Che said: "All Guardian Halls have no large trees around. Because, for Weiwo Sect and the evil people of Jianghu, they’re all tools."

Ye Meng said: "Yet there’s a strange sense of calm."

Fang Che suddenly froze, frowning: "A strange sense of calm?"

"Yes, I could still hear the sound of autumn insects earlier, not sure where they’re hidden in the courtyard, but now it’s gone."

Ye Meng frowned, reminding him.

Fang Che broke into a sweat, immediately standing up.

Precisely, it’s autumn now, and the sound of autumn insects at night is unceasing. Even if there’s nothing around but dirt, the sound of autumn insects should still be there.

"I get it; there’s something fishy going on!"

Fang Che patted Ye Meng on the shoulder: "You’re really sharp!"

Ye Meng pursed her lips: "It’s just because you’re so stressed these days, or else you would’ve noticed already."

Fang Che smiled: "But it’s indeed your merit."

Immediately, he pulled out a Communication Jade to notify Mo Gan Yun and others: "There’s something unusual, prepare to fight!"

Mo Gan Yun and others were startled awake, immediately on high alert.

Surprisingly, it was Dongyun Yu who first sensed something amiss. Returning to his room, he felt the anomaly and was about to alert the others when Fang Che’s alert came through.