Monarch Night
Chapter 1114 - 269: Old Six Awakens, Ninth Lord Arrives [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 4)
Fang Yunzheng nodded slowly and said, "Fifth Brother, I acknowledge him. But I don’t acknowledge those other people of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"
"I acknowledge Fifth Brother. But I don’t acknowledge his identity as part of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect."
"That’s enough."
Fang Yunzheng struggled to stand up and said, "I’ll go to pay respects to Ninth Brother first!"
"Wait until you’re a bit healthier..."
"No! I want to go now!"
Fang Yunzheng softly said, "My brother has been waiting for me... waiting for three thousand years..."
"...Alright. I’ll support you there."
A moment later.
Guan Ying Platform.
It was a large, complete stone extending towards the east at the mountain peak.
The wind roared.
In the wind, Fang Yunzheng’s body was swaying, almost unable to stand firm.
But he stubbornly refused Feng Yunqi’s assistance.
He made an effort to stand.
Looking at the gravestone ahead.
Ji Kongyun’s Tomb of Ninth Brother.
Fang Yunzheng’s eyes were full of emotion, softly calling, "Old Nine, Ninth Brother! Sixth Brother has come to see you."
Incense candles were lit, and wisps of smoke curled.
Fang Yunzheng stood at the grave for a long time.
His eyes seemed to penetrate the smoke, penetrating the distance of ten thousand mountains and rivers.
Landing on a lone grave at the Wei Wo Zheng Sect Headquarters.
"...Fifth Brother!"
Past events flew by vividly in front of his eyes. After three thousand years, they remained so fresh, as if these two people were still by his side, one glaring at him menacingly, the other smiling and toasting him.
"Ninth Brother! Fifth Brother!"
A sigh, like a dream shattering into desolation.
Behind him, Feng Yunqi had grey hair and beard fluttering in the wind, with a slightly hunched waist.
Because he completely understood Fang Yunzheng’s current feelings. The matters back then were so entangled with layers of grievances.
Even for vengeance, he did not know how to seek revenge!
Like a tangled mess of threads, no matter how you unravel it, it ends in a dead knot.
Fang Yunzheng stood in front of Ji Kongyun’s tomb for the entire afternoon.
Muffled sighs continuously dissipated into the air.
Until the mountain wind turned his face blue and he couldn’t stand any longer, Feng Yunqi carried him back.
That evening.
The two did not speak a word, one sitting, one lying down, both with eyes slightly closed, silent.
Yet both knew the other was not asleep, each recalling scenes from the past...
A night passed in silence.
The next day, Fang Yunzheng got up on his own, took elixir pills, drank decoction, and then began practicing to recover his body.
After almost recovering, he took another dose of decoction and elixir pills.
They were both experts in Martial Arts, since recovery had begun and the meridians were intact, the origin existing, even if just a tiny bit, they knew best how to adjust it effectively.
What medicine can achieve what effect, how much the body has recovered, what quality of medicine to switch to, everyone was clear about it in their heart.
So Feng Yunqi didn’t worry at all.
In a few days, Fang Yunzheng and Feng Yunqi began talking about Jianghu exploits.
Regarding matters from thousands of years ago, the two tacitly agreed not to mention a word.
But every night, they coincidentally met in the quiet room. The room hung with portraits of their ten brothers.
Covering the entire wall.
Now, only the two remained.
The two sat upright.
Closing their eyes, faces serene and peaceful, as if those brothers were still beside them.
By the third day.
Fang Yunzheng had recovered to complete freedom of movement, going up and down mountains effortlessly.
The energy in the dantian grew stronger with each passing day.
Feng Yunqi also showed more smiles each day.
Finally.
That night.
When they again met in the quiet room, facing so many of their brothers’ portraits.
Fang Yunzheng said, "Big Brother, I need to go out for a while."
"You’re as weak as a little chicken right now, what are you going out for?"
Feng Yunqi wouldn’t allow it: "What if you go and some little thief gets you killed?"
"That’s not likely. No matter what, I’m not someone just any little thief can deal with."
"Even so, no. You have to at least recover to the Venerable saint Level before I can rest assured letting you go."
"That’s too slow. I can’t wait any longer!"
Feng Yunqi finally grew curious: "What are you so eager to go out for?"
Fang Yunzheng was silent for a moment and said, "Aren’t you curious about how the last Heavenly Mechanism Jade shattered? Don’t you want to know what I encountered in the mortal world adventure eighteen years ago?"
Feng Yunqi snorted and said, "I’d like to know, but did you have the chance to say it? You came back last time and just lay there, with no heartbeat. Just lying like that until a few days ago when you woke up, even if I wanted to know, who could I ask?"
The Sixth Fang laughed, "Big Brother, you have quite the grievance."
"Try it for yourself."
Feng Yunqi grumbled discontentedly: "Next time, I’ll be the one lying down! Just you wait!"
"No... I can’t afford to wait."
The Sixth Fang hurriedly pleaded for mercy.
"Go ahead, report it."
"As you command, Big Brother."
"Eighteen years ago, I roamed the Jianghu, understanding the mortal dust. At that time, I was quite clear that it might be my last journey in the Jianghu."
Fang Yunzheng chuckled wryly, "Anyway, we led a mysterious life, and not many people knew me. And I had almost no fluctuations in cultivation back then, so no one paid attention... just wandering around, wherever there was excitement, I’d go and check it out."
"But unexpectedly, through a chance encounter, I found a wife for you, brother."
Hearing this, Feng Yunqi’s entire being became excited.
Suddenly sitting upright, eyes wide open: "Old Sixth, tell me the details!"
"No need for too much detail, anyway, it’s about finding you a wife. That’s why I’m in a hurry to go out, after all, being apart for eighteen years all of a sudden is... it’s hard to justify."