Monarch Night

Chapter 1128 - 271: Ninth Lord’s Seven Pots of Tea [Middle] [10,000 Words]_6

Monarch Night

Chapter 1128 - 271: Ninth Lord’s Seven Pots of Tea [Middle] [10,000 Words]_6

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Chapter 1128: Chapter 271: Ninth Lord’s Seven Pots of Tea [Middle] [10,000 Words]_6

"Currently, I have arranged the Weapon List with the top two hundred names for you, and for the younger generation, I have listed about thirty-two people."

Dongfang Sansan started with Duan Xiyang and proceeded to enumerate them with detailed familiarity.

Fang Che was completely impressed.

Even for these juniors, Dongfang Sansan researched them individually and continuously supplemented their information.

The people on the Cloud Weapon List were quickly discussed.

"For these people, just having a slight impression of them is sufficient; it’s not yet the time for you to confront them."

"But for the upcoming younger generation, you need to listen carefully."

Dongfang Sansan’s expression was very serious.

"This batch of young people is not simple."

Dongfang Sansan said: "Wei Wo Zheng Sect periodically has such a batch of young people emerge, but previous batches have mostly disappeared due to my continuous research, as many have faded away, and some were suppressed by their own. Each batch, from when the information reached me, until I research the current batch, most have already vanished by half."

"But this batch, I have only eliminated one."

"The remaining ones, from the current perspective, all have unlimited potential, so in recent years, Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s fortune is also soaring, and it’s not only on our side."

"I understand."

"Among this batch, according to my judgment, even the mediocre ones and mid-tier ones are above the upper level of those previous batches!"

Dongfang Sansan said: "Starting in sequence, from the Feng Family, beginning with Feng Yun."

Fang Che listened carefully while sipping tea.

He was entirely focused, striving to remember the characteristics of each person firmly.

There were numerous characters, and Dongfang Sansan’s introduction was exceptionally detailed.

Time passed bit by bit; it was long past the point where he lost track of it.

Dongfang Sansan spoke softly, detailing each person’s age, appearance, personality, family background, specialties, combat power, habits, even whose daughter their wife was, and whom they were engaged to...

With immense detail, he explained each one.

"Although I’ve introduced all these characters to you, it’s absolutely impossible to utilize them all. Today’s discussion’s greatest purpose is that when you meet one in the future, you’ll have an immediate impression, making it easier for you to connect with them or handle them."

When Dongfang Sansan finished speaking, he also felt quite exhausted.

He lifted his teacup and drank two cups of tea consecutively.

With a bitter smile: "This is the first time I’ve spoken so much in so many years."

Fang Che felt dizzy and nodded repeatedly.

Analyzing over two hundred characters in one breath, and each one was so detailed; even listening made the earth and sky feel upside down. Naturally, speaking wasn’t easy.

But Fang Che deeply sensed Dongfang Sansan’s urgency.

He now seemed like someone who felt time was running out, desperately arranging everything he wished to organize.

As he previously mentioned: Today’s meeting, the next meeting, is uncertain!

Every time they met, they had to utilize the name of Wenxin Road; only through this channel would there indeed be no third person aware outside of the two of them.

What they discussed was absolutely confidential; not even the heavens knew what was said.

But Fang Che couldn’t always walk Wenxin Road.

He had already traversed it twice, and if Fang Che needed to use Wenxin Road again in the future, it might indeed become problematic: Why all the suspicion, wouldn’t it be simpler to eliminate or idle him, or dismiss him? Why bother to repeatedly trouble people?

So... today’s Wenxin Road was also the only meeting between the two for a very long time moving forward.

Also, it was Dongfang Sansan’s sole occasion to instruct for a lengthy period ahead.

Indeed, Fang Che’s guess was accurate.

"This is the fifth pot of tea."

Dongfang Sansan sighed slightly: "It still went quite fast... This pot is called Qianqiu Daye tea, which is also our Guardians’ tea. Its other effects are negligible, but drinking this tea, one will remember all memories of that day more vividly."

"A good thing!"

Fang Che’s eyes lit up.

"It is a good thing, which is why I’ve saved it for the fifth pot." Dongfang Sansan smiled slightly, adding: "I imagine your mind must feel like it’s about to explode now."

"Ninth lord is indeed insightful." Fang Che laughed.

It was his first time being so eager for tea.

Because too much information had been infused into his mind.

He was truly afraid he might forget.

Dongfang Sansan chuckled, even more meticulously beginning to brew tea, using his own Spiritual Energy to infuse the Spiritual Tea, and after a long time, the first cup was finally poured.

Fang Che almost impatiently drank it in one gulp. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

With one cup down, he felt a clear and peculiar sensation: As the medicinal power of the tea dispersed slowly, the words discussed today, all the activities mentioned, seemed to settle down like silt meeting a still flow in a stream.

Eternally remaining here.

This was a change that could be felt.

Fang Che’s eyes brightened, emptied his mind, allowing the memories to settle slowly.

When he felt it was about right, he drank another cup.

Dongfang Sansan quietly watched Fang Che close his eyes before him, settling his memories, with a look of unspoken admiration in his eyes.

He originally intended to enlighten Fang Che with Qingxin Elixir, as he had done to Yan Beihan. However, he worried Fang Che might encounter Yan Nan.

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