Dawnless Sovereign-Chapter 128 (3): Gates of Hell

Fang Che made his way out onto the streets alone to carry out his usual patrol, and as he did so, he could sense that the amount of spirit qi in his dantian had close to doubled compared with just a couple of days ago.

At the moment, his entire dantian was filled with mist so dense that it was completely opaque.

All of a sudden, he noticed a spot that seemed a little different.

He hurriedly honed his spirit sense on that spot to discover that a cloud had taken shape there.

Fang Che was shocked.

In his past life, his spirit qi had taken on this misty form at the King tier, and it had taken on a liquid form at the Emperor tier.

Shortly thereafter, he was killed by Duan Xiyang.

In this life, he was only at the pinnacle of the Warlord tier, yet not only had all of his spirit qi been converted into mist form, even a cloud had appeared! He didn't even know this was possible!

Is this meant to be the normal path of progression?

Unbeknownst to him, the path that he had discovered was only one that was available to the most gifted of prodigies.

For those who were lacking in aptitude, the vast majority of them followed the same path of progression as Fang Che did in his past life, and most warriors went their entire lives without making this discovery.

***

By the time Fang Che reached the Good Fortune Restaurant, it was already completely surrounded, with throngs of people packed like sardines around it.

However, everything was remarkably orderly, and many people had bought wine and were drinking by themselves, seemingly happy just to be present for the occasion.

Of the two hundred or so administrators in Fang Che's administration hall, most of them were on the outskirts of the crowd, unable to squeeze their way in, and Fang Che's brows furrowed slightly upon seeing this.

"All administrators of the second administration hall of the White Cloud Prefecture Hall of Protectionists, come assemble here!" Fang Che yelled in a thunderous voice, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

All of the administrators under his command immediately gathered around him.

"I instructed all of you to come here and protect the Good Fortune Restaurant! How're you going to protect the restaurant from this far away?" he yelled.

Everyone immediately realized what he was up to, and they complained, "But no one's letting us through, Chief Fang!"

"Then force your way through! We have an obligation to protect the restaurant, and anyone who stands in our way is obstructing us from carrying out our official duties! If you ask me, all of you are just slacking off!"

With that, he led the way forward as he yelled, "Step aside! We are here on official orders from the White Cloud Prefecture Hall of Protectionists!"

Regardless of who it was standing ahead of him, he simply shoved them aside before barging right through them, followed closely by his two hundred subordinates.

There were some who didn't want to step aside, but Fang Che simply forced his way through, at times even resorting to violence where necessary.

"You're in the White Cloud Prefecture right now! I don't care what your position is elsewhere, you have to follow the rules of our Hall of Protectionists while you're here!"

"I am the battle hall master of the White Apple Prefecture Hall of Protectionists!"

"Oh yeah? Look at all the shits I don't give! You want special privileges in the White Cloud Prefecture? You'll have to transfer to our Hall of Protectionists first! Are you trying to obstruct us from carrying out our official duties?"

The battle hall master in question was furious.

"You better watch your mouth! Otherwise, if I do get transferred to the White Cloud Prefecture someday, the first thing I'll do is teach you a lesson in respect!"

"Do you know who the battle hall master of our White Cloud Prefecture is?"

"Of course I do! It's Yuan Jingjiang! What? Did Yuan Jingjiang send you? I'll..."

"Did Yuan Jingjiang send me?! I'll tell you now that Yuan Jingjiang doesn't dare to even raise his voice at me! Who the hell do you think you are?! You wanna transfer to our Hall of Protectionists? Come! Let's see who's the one that's going to be taught the lesson in respect! Are you going to get out of my way or not?"

Fang Che grabbed onto the hilt of his saber as he spoke, and the battle hall master was furious, but he didn't dare to step out of line with Dong Changfeng in such close proximity, so in the end, he could only step aside, his face purple with rage.

"Get out of my way! What're you, blind or deaf? Did you not see the battle hall master of the White Apple Prefecture step aside for me just now? Who the hell are you to be standing in my way?"

The battle hall master from the White Apple Prefecture was fuming, while all of the administrators behind Fang Che were strutting through the crowd with their chests puffed out and their heads held high.

With Fang Che leading the way, they didn't have to respect anyone!

Fang Che's skin was as thick as a city wall, and he was stubborn as a mule, and that combination of traits allowed him to brute force his way through just about any situation!

Once they reached the restaurant, Fang Che instructed all of his subordinates to surround the premises as he yelled, "Make sure to protect the Good Fortune Restaurant! Don't let any spies or moles slip through the cracks!"

"Yes, Chief Fang!"

"I don't care if the Church of the Self-Righteous sends an entire army to attack the restaurant! Stand your ground and do not back down even an inch!"

Everyone could only look on with exasperated expressions.

Not only was Dong Changfeng present in the restaurant, the entire area was occupied by powerful warriors.

Clearly, the restaurant didn't require the protection of a bunch of lowly administrators, yet they had shamelessly claimed the most advantageous positions, and no one dared to say anything about it.

All of Fang Che's subordinates were standing tall and proud around the restaurant.

On the outskirts of the crowd, everyone from the first administration hall was looking at Chief Administrator Lei Hu with sullen expressions.

Why couldn't their chief administrator be like Fang Che?

Having claimed the best seats in the house, all of the administrators from the second hall were definitely going to receive a dramatic boost in overall power, while everyone from the first hall would inevitably be left behind.

"Silence!" Fang Che yelled with a cold and authoritative expression. "Everyone, stand still! I don't wanna see any pushing or shoving!"

Everyone instinctively did as he instructed, and it was clear that in the blink of an eye, he had become a figure of authority.

***

Inside the restaurant, around a dozen large tables had been assembled together to form a massive table, around which sat over a hundred esteemed guests.

Dong Changfeng was seated at the head of the table, and he was joined by Meng Hejun, Song Yidao, Gao Qingyu, Old Man Shen, Huang Yifan, Chen Ruhai, and Fan Tiantiao, followed by all of the most important figures from the other prefectures.

Gao Qingyu and the others exchanged a series of bewildered glances at the sound of Fang Che's voice. Never had they imagined that their student would become such an authoritative figure in the Hall of Protectionists in such a short time.

Meanwhile, Song Yidao's head was lowered in embarrassment.

"That's quite an impressive young man, Hall Master Song," the hall master of the White Apple Prefecture Hall of Protectionists remarked in a sarcastic voice.

Before Song Yidao had a chance to respond, a disgruntled Old Man Shen interjected, "You sound like you have a problem, Hall Master Wang. Do you wanna tell everyone about it?"

Hall Master Wang was dumbstruck.

I'm speaking to Song Yidao! Why does this old man from White Cloud Warrior Academy suddenly have a bone to pick with me?

"What the hell are you glaring at me for?!" Old Man Shen snapped as he sprang to his feet. "He's just carrying out his official duties, what right do you have to be criticizing him? Mind your own business and shut your mouth!"

Hall Master Wang was completely bewildered.

What did I do to deserve this?

"You wanna say something? Say it!" Old Man Shen challenged.

A hall master from another prefecture gently tugged on Hall Master Wang's sleeve as he urged in a quiet voice, "Sit down. Don't mess with him, it's not worth it."

Hall Master Wang could only sit down with an indignant expression as he protested, "What did I even say? Why is he suddenly getting so snarky at me for no reason?"