Monarch Night

Thinking of this, Fang Che felt a bit relieved.

Then he began to introspect: "It’s still because the mental realm is unstable, unable to keep calm. Encountering sudden events, not calm enough. It’s totally fine to panic at first, then calm down and respond steadily."

But he knew well in his heart.

Sun Wutian babbled on like a nagger, scolding fiercely... Logically and emotionally, one should have shown fear and anxiety in such circumstances.

Fang Che didn’t think his fear and anxiety were wrong.

But what dissatisfied him was that his fear and anxiety came from the heart, not feigned!

This made him very displeased with himself.

Extremely dissatisfied!

"Why are you so spineless!"

Fang Che silently twisted his leg.

Didn’t dare slap his face, slapping would make too much noise, what if the Old Demon was still monitoring?

Ye Meng asked from the side: "What’s wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?"

"Probably too tired just now..." Fang Che said quietly.

"..."

Ye Meng blushed, scolded: "You... you’re talking nonsense, shameless..."

Fang Che sighed, sprawled on the bed, saying: "Shame... you have to be alive to feel shame... sleep, today I’m truly exhausted in mind and spirit..."

...

Throughout the night, Fang Che mobilized all his Soul Power, trying to merge the two pieces of Divine Formless Jade together.

Meanwhile, silently practicing, trying to merge Blood Evil and Evil Aura as much as possible.

Lying on the bed, motionless. But the breath within his body and Divine Sense Power were secretly operating at full capacity.

One night and one day is his last time.

A demon like Sun Wutian still needs basic face, especially being a descendant across generations. Since he said to meet tomorrow night, then he absolutely won’t come to monitor tonight.

Even if monitored, divine sense wouldn’t directly descend, so he wouldn’t notice the movement in his Sea of Divine Consciousness or the movement of Soul Power.

Fang Che tirelessly pushed. Even the slightest progress was an advancement of a safety line.

He didn’t regret the lack of effort in the past few days, because in the past few days, he had been desperately scraping by this way too!

The next day.

The city was still under full resettlement.

Mo Gan Yun and others were busy all night, meditated and ran out again.

Before heading out, they came to Fang Che’s side to inquire, Ye Meng replied: "Seclusion is not finished yet, although approaching the end, the realm is unstable, entered meditation again."

Everyone understands the situation of ’instability after seclusion’, if not handled well, it can affect one’s lifetime progress.

So quickly expressed for the boss to rest well, then seven people hurriedly went out.

From morning, Fang Che went through another day of frenzied practice.

The sea of consciousness was almost boiling over from his pushing.

The two pieces of Divine Formless Jade had reached the point of sticking together, if taken out, it would take a lot of force to separate them.

But these are still two separate pieces of jade. Fang Che felt it’s still a bit unstable.

Only when completely fused into one can he feel an absolute assurance.

The only thing that made Fang Che feel a bit gratified and unexpected is... his Blood Burning Skill actually mysteriously reached the top level!

But this also left Fang Che speechless.

Because during these days, he hadn’t practiced the Blood Burning Skill at all! He hadn’t even thought about it.

His main focus and mindset were always on all kinds of offensive practices, Sword, Spear, Saber, Halberd cultivation, Blood Smoke Hand, Night Demon Divine Technique, Nightmare Divine Technique, etc...

All areas of attack were strengthened frantically.

Not much attention was paid to defense, let alone the Blood Burning Skill specifically used to escape.

But... inexplicably, the Blood Burning Skill, which is useless except for escaping, reached the top level, what’s going on?