Arriving in White Cloud Continent

Arriving in White Cloud Continent

This Enlightenment Blood Spirit Ginseng was a fine item. Unfortunately, it was useless to Fang Che.

He had already reached the peak. Besides, this thing was only mid-grade, so Fang Che had never considered it worth noticing.

But just because he did not care for it did not mean nobody else did.

It could raise one's aptitude by an entire rank!

The young men's eyes blazed like flames.

Among so many Martial Students, how many were A-Rank or above? "Where's the spirit ginseng?" Kang Zijian asked.

Fang Che casually pointed. "It's thirteen zhang behind that Demon Beast, under those two boulders. It's hard to spot, but if you crouch down, you should be able to see the red. Smell carefully, and you should catch the fragrance too, along with a slight fishy odor. Why are you all so dull?"

Everyone immediately looked over and, sure enough, found it.

They exchanged glances, instantly growing wary of one another.

Kang Zijian and the others remembered Wei Zihao's earlier hiring offer. Their faces turned terribly grim, and they spun around to glare at Wei Zihao, demanding harshly, "Wei Zihao? What do you mean by this?!"

Wei Zihao had already hacked Fang Che's ancestors eighteen generations back in his heart. Putting on a bitter expression, he said, "Brother Kang, this... this... I didn't know either."

"You didn't know?!"

Kang Zijian and the others gave cold, mocking laughs.

Fang Che said apologetically, "Hey... this turned awkward. Gentlemen, carry on. I'll be off."

He slipped away.

Now that he had created a conflict between them, why stay a moment longer? Kang Zijian cupped his fists in farewell. "Many thanks for Brother Fang's righteous warning. Once we reach the Martial Academy, we'll surely repay you."

Fang Che sneered inwardly. Kang Zijian was no good person either. That thanks sounded normal, but it concealed malicious intent.

Kang Zijian and the others turned back to Wei Zihao. Their gazes were as sharp as killing swords. "Wei Zihao, explain yourself. You wanted to use us so easily and keep the benefits for yourself? That was a nice plan."

Another youth was so indignant that his eyes reddened. "Wei Zihao, you actually had the nerve to say you'd give each of us two thousand silver taels and a pill, while not even wanting the points. You spun all that nonsense about only needing the beast's gall for medicine. So that's how it was! How nice of you!"

"Not only did you want to swallow the benefits alone, you also wanted to use this Demon Beast's points to make the rest of us turn on one another!"

Kang Zijian hit the nail on the head. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Wei Zihao, you despicable scoundrel!"

The group immediately began denouncing him together. They looked ready to start fighting...

Wei Zihao spoke urgently. "I'm willing to pay any price! I only want this spirit ginseng... gentlemen, gentlemen..."

Hearing the noisy quarrel behind him, Fang Che smiled contentedly.

He drifted away.

He waved his hand, leaving not even a cloud behind.

I really am a paragon of integrity.

Wei Zihao actually wanted to covet my Brother Su's inheritance. I only gave him a little trouble. That was already incredibly magnanimous of me.

The only thing he found puzzling was that in a place like this, where even the trees and grass were malnourished, how had something like Blood Spirit Ginseng grown here? Still, causing Wei Zihao trouble had put Fang Che in a wonderful mood. And after seeing Kang Zijian clearly from a single sentence, he felt even better.

Since you're no good, I'll have no psychological burden when I deal with you in the future.

If you want to treat others as weapons, you have to be prepared to get stabbed.

Although I did not care, and Wei Zihao was the one who exposed himself, you kicked a man when he was down. Adding the word "warning" to your thanks showed that your attitude was off.

Perhaps you did it unintentionally, but I still had to guard against you in the future.

When he returned to the carriage, he was astonished to find several low-level Demon Beast corpses beside it. Night Dream's cultivation had also "suddenly" risen from Martial Apprentice Rank Three to Rank Four.

"Young Master, you're back?" Night Dream's whole body trembled, her face full of fear. "Several Demon Beasts came just now. They scared me to death. Fortunately, Young Master's teachings were excellent, and I actually broke through in the midst of danger. That was why..."

Fang Che cut her off. "You broke through? Not bad! Let's go. Hurry up. You drive from the front."

"Huh?"

"What are you huh-ing about? We've already completed our merit. We're heading straight to White Cloud Continent!"

Fang Che put on a fierce expression. "Before we reach White Cloud Continent, you must break through to Martial Apprentice Rank Five! Otherwise, I'll sell you to a brothel!"

"Huh?!"

Fang Che took out half a bottle of Qi Gathering Pills and tossed it to her. "Cultivate as fast as you can! Get to the front and drive! Set off!"

Fang Che drove at full speed the entire way, as if wolves were chasing him from behind. He raced for his life almost recklessly, swiftly leaving the Trial Land.

The jolting along the road made Night Dream roll her eyes again and again.

Her raised, shapely backside was repeatedly bounced up and dropped down.

Strange sounds kept coming from her.

The carriage jolted lightly. Night Dream: "Uh!"

The uneven road sent it bouncing again and again. Night Dream: "Uh, uh, uh, mmm, mmm, mmm..."

When they encountered a steep slope, the carriage soared into the air before crashing down. Night Dream: "Ah, ah, ah, nng, nng, nng..."

Her body kept rising and falling, making "bang, bang, bang" sounds, while her head repeatedly struck the roof with "thud, thud, thud."

Up front, Fang Che's whip cracked without pause, making "snap, snap, snap" sounds.

By the time Fang Che finally stopped the speeding carriage, Night Dream felt as if she had been jolted two pounds thinner.

Behind them.

Fan Tiantiao and Qian Sanjiang had long been puzzled by Fang Che's behavior.

Why did that kid occasionally stop, looking around with a heavy expression? Now that Fang Che had left, both of them wanted to go over and take a look.

Was this broken mountain forest really worth examining so carefully?

It had to be said that the saying about curiosity killing the cat held true at all times.

Just look at Fan Tiantiao and Qian Sanjiang now.

Qian Sanjiang descended first and searched the place where Fang Che had stopped, but found nothing at all.

Fan Tiantiao searched another place where Fang Che had once stopped, with the same result.

So the two of them moved toward another location.

Then they finally met.

"Who are you?"

Fan Tiantiao sensed that something was wrong. This person was not one of the Martial Academy instructors responsible for student safety in the various directions. The Guardian Hall had clearly sent only him. So who was this man?

Qian Sanjiang's reaction was more direct: everyone here besides himself was an enemy! He had been cautiously avoiding everyone, yet had unexpectedly run straight into his opponent. His heart jolted in fright.

With his heart pounding, fear, surprise, and hostility tangled together. Without thinking, he blurted, "I'm your father!"

And so—

Boom! The two viciously fought.

Mixed into the battle were every kind of greeting to the other person's ancestors and every woman in his family, common throughout all the worlds.

For a time, the earth shook and the battle raged fiercely.

Fang Che traveled smoothly all the way to White Cloud Continent.

At that time, not a single Martial Student from any other direction had even emerged from the Ten Thousand Spirits Forest.

They were all still fighting bitterly inside, gathering points.

On the road, Fang Che heard what seemed to be the sound of a violent battle far behind him.

The earth shook.

But he paid it no mind.

That kind of battle was beyond his ability to interfere in at present, so he simply pretended not to know.

Whoever was fighting whoever, it had nothing to do with me.

Qian Sanjiang and Fan Tiantiao both looked pale.

After one battle, both had suffered heavy injuries!

Aside from trading insults as they fought, the two had kept their heads down and battled for a full two hours without exchanging a single normal sentence.

Fan Tiantiao thought: If I speak, what if he realizes that we've discovered Fang Che's identity? As long as I don't ask questions, this idiot will naturally assume I'm from White Cloud Martial Academy.

Qian Sanjiang thought: If I speak, what if he sees through my assumed identity and realizes that Fang Che belongs to our One Heart Sect? Wouldn't that be disastrous? If I keep silent, perhaps this idiot will think I'm from the Night Demon Sect or some other sect...

Both were dressed in black and wore masks.

They exchanged curses while battling fiercely.

After two hours, both realized the fact that "the other guy is about as strong as me."

They understood the situation. Taking the other down was impossible.

Thus, they each retreated.

Then they went their separate ways to heal.

Both had the same feeling: Damn, this guy really isn't weak.

Afterward, Fan Tiantiao sent a message to the Guardian Hall: "I encountered someone from the One Heart Sect midway. He's an expert with Imperial cultivation, probably here to protect Fang Che. With such an expert escorting him, Fang Che's importance should be raised by one level. Also, send another person. I'm injured and need assistance."

He added: "This person's mouth was filthy. He's definitely from a demonic sect."

Qian Sanjiang sent a message to headquarters: "I fought a Martial Academy instructor midway. His cultivation was very high, at the Imperial level. There are quite a few experts like this here. With such experts escorting him, Night Dream will be safe."

He added: "This person's tongue was venomous and his mouth stank. Truly irritating."

White Cloud Continent.

Fang Che brought Night Dream to wander around near White Cloud Martial Academy first.

Then, not far from the Martial Academy, he directly bought a large residence with an expansive courtyard.

The Martial Students had not arrived yet, so there was essentially no competition.

Naturally, he spent the money of his good Brother Su Yue.

Fang Che's immense wealth finally revealed itself.

He then took Night Dream shopping. He did not feel the slightest pain as he spent freely!

He bought piles upon piles of daily necessities and filled the courtyard with them.

He even gave the place a pleasant name: House of the Virtuous.

It could be said that he had displayed his lofty moral character.

Anyone who lived here had to be a virtuous person.

Another three leisurely days passed, and Night Dream finally "broke through" to Martial Apprentice Rank Five.

"Keep cultivating! Hurry up and reach Warrior! Otherwise, I'll sell you to a brothel!"

Night Dream finally could not bear it anymore and rolled her eyes. "Brothel, brothel... Young Master, have you ever been to one?"

Fang Che was speechless.

Thus, Fang Che finally went to register at the Martial Academy.

He was actually still the first one!...

Fang Qingyun had been waiting so long that the flowers had already withered, and his neck had grown long.

His family had said that his younger cousin would come this year, so why had there still been no news?

Although he knew the date had not yet arrived—and that not even a single person had registered—he still went to stand guard at the Martial Academy gates every day for a while.

Mainly because... if he failed to receive his cousin, his father would certainly give him another scolding.

He had no idea what was going on. His father now treated his cousin like a precious treasure.

He had even begun looking down on Fang Qingyun. His letters contained all sorts of sarcastic remarks, such as, "Martial learning requires diligence. If you remain at the bottom year after year, even if you don't care, it still brings no honor to your father."

This left Fang Qingyun rather depressed.

Hadn't he said he did not care about Fang Qingyun's cultivation progress?

"Fang Qingyun, I heard your cousin is coming this year?" a classmate beside him asked. "What's he like?"

Several girls nearby chattered away. "Is our little cousin handsome?"

Fang Qingyun sighed. "My cousin is quite handsome, very diligent, and sensible. It's just that he can be a little choking when he speaks. But it's not a serious flaw."

His classmates said, "He sounds like a pretty good kid. Once he comes, we'll look after him for your sake."

Fang Qingyun said, "Then thank you in advance. He's my aunt's only child, and our entire family treasures him like a pearl. He was spoiled at home, so he isn't very sensible, can't speak tactfully, and has little regard for rules. If he becomes arrogant and offends anyone in the future, please, brothers and sisters, let it go for my sake."

His classmates instantly lost interest.

It seemed this was another child spoiled rotten by his family.

The girls, however, brightened. "He's very handsome?"

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