Monarch Night-Chapter 30 - 22: To the White Cloud Peak

"You are only a Seventh Grade Warrior now, but the Sect Hierarch does not know this; he only knows that you were a Fourth Grade Warrior during the baptism. But the Sect Hierarch still said you could win. Do you know why?" Sun Yuan said.

Fang Che furrowed his brows, this matter was what puzzled him the most.

The gap between a Fourth Grade Warrior and a First Grade Martial Master was vast.

Why did the Yin Shen Palace say I could win?

Why such confidence?

Although he knew I had good aptitude and cultivated quickly, after all, there were less than twenty days left.

In twenty days, following a normal pace, how much could be achieved?

Moreover, as I improved, wouldn't the opponent also improve?

"Because I took you as my disciple, all told, it's been less than twenty days. The Sect Hierarch knew I took you as a disciple right after you had just broken through to the First Grade Warrior. When the Sect Hierarch saw you, it had only been half a month, and you had already reached Fourth Grade Warrior," Sun Yuan said. "Such a rate of cultivation is rare in the world. This is one."

"Um."

"Secondly, those few geniuses have been cultivated for over a year, which is almost no secret to the upper echelons of our Sects, and you, up to now, other than myself, the Sect Hierarch, and the three elders, no one else knows. In other words, you are hidden, while they are in the open. Even if you defeat them, they will only think that a genius has emerged from the Guardian. The enemy is out in the light, and we are in the dark, this is the second chance."

"That makes sense."

"Thirdly, the last time the Sect Hierarch saw you, he was also surprised by how good your aptitude was, so he and the three elders have all bestowed something upon you; during the time the Sect Hierarch issued the task, he sighed that he never thought of dealing with the geniuses of the Three Sects the last time he imparted skills, but it somehow ended up perfectly playing into our hands unwittingly."

"The teachings of the Sect Hierarch and the elders are truly valuable; they are their ultimate skills, and once you master them, moving up ranks to fight isn't a difficult task. This is the third chance of victory."

"Understood."

"And the last point is... The Sect Hierarch believes that, in a person's life, everyone has their own opportunities; and your timely appearance, just after you appeared, happened to coincide with a mission that needed you to restore the Sect's honor. Having you, with a fair chance of winning, the Sect Hierarch believes that you might carry fortune, or perhaps, you are the benefactor of the Sect. So..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Fang Che coughed.

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He really hadn't expected that the Yin Shen Palace's sect Hierarch, the fearsome Demon ruling over the world, was also so superstitious.

It felt somewhat amusing.

Nearly lost his composure.

But on second thought, it was not so surprising.

His own baptism into the sect, there was absolutely no need for the Yin Shen Palace to perform it personally.

But because of this affair, so coincidentally, the Yin Shen Palace came and presided over it.

One Sect Hierarch, four elders.

Such a high-standard baptism for entering the sect.

Such a low-status, low-cultivation disciple like himself entering the sect.

It was not normal, it seemed to have a flavor of destiny.

And then when he later came by because of his talent, the Yin Shen Palace who originally hadn't even planned to come, even transferred their famous Swordsmanship to him.

That created a connection between us.

It could be considered forming a good bond.

Then, following a failed operation, being ridiculed, and even being about to fall behind the Four Sects, coincidentally there was also an opportunity to strike down the opponent, and this executor of opportunity, coincidentally, was himself.

It had to be himself.

Even before this, the Yin Shen Palace had never thought about dealing with the talented disciples of the opponent.

Then I just showed up like this.

The Yin Shen Palace had this sense of destiny, this notion of fortune, it really was... quite fitting?

Thinking this way, Fang Che also formed a thought: This was destiny!

...

"This is the Sect Hierarch rewarding you with three Warrior Rank Bi Ling Pills, taking one can increase ten years of cultivation, later I will teach you how to refine them. Here are ten stalks of Bi Grass Root, which can aid in cultivation, and three Bi Ling Flowers, taking them can enhance your Divine Sense cultivation, and this is a sword personally bestowed by the Sect Hierarch, crafted secretly by the Main Sect, a Wind Steel Sword that has never been tainted by blood."

"This sword inherently possesses the charm of wind, drawing the sword can increase speed and sharpness. It is rare in the world; you must cherish it."

Fang Che's heart stirred.

His eyes unavoidably became eager.

In his previous life, he also had a Wind Steel Sword.

However, later when his cultivation became too high and it couldn't withstand the massive Spiritual Power infusion, it was damaged in battle with a powerful enemy.

But for a warrior below the Emperor Level cultivation, it was a dream weapon!

Enhancing the speed of strikes, improving the sharpness, and the feeling of commanding the wind when drawing the sword.

The feel was extremely good.

"These resources are almost enough for you to break through to Martial Master," Sun Yuan tentatively said.

The Spirit Pills and Spiritual Medicine are the best, but still, there are three ranks to breakthrough to Martial Master — Eighth grade, Ninth grade, Perfection.

And they still require understanding of each level, Mental Realm, as well as combat experience.

Moreover, indeed the strength of the Spirit Pills is as much, but it also depends on personal aptitude, how much one can absorb; generally speaking, to be able to absorb 60% to 70% for personal use is quite good already.

The rest of the strength will disperse in the air.

"Enough!"

Fang Che didn't have so many concerns.

He was not lacking in any insights or experience, his Mental Realm was even more detached. Below the Emperor Level, there are virtually no bottlenecks to speak of.

"That girl has decent aptitude; I plan to cultivate her."

Fang Che began to play mind games: "Master, you should not worry about it, I want her to belong completely to me."

Sun Yuan, understanding his meaning, smirked with a sleazy expression, said, "You know quite a bit."

Fang Che coughed, this old man completely misunderstood.