Chapter 616: Chapter 151: Fang Xiaohua Displays Her Plumage [Ten Thousand Words]

"Once we get back, everyone needs to pull themselves together!"

Mo Gan Yun snarled, "As long as you don’t die from the training, keep pushing! I’m counting on getting this piece of red cloth this year. If I don’t get it this year, I fear I’ll never get it in this lifetime..."

"..."

Yu Zhongge’s lips twitched slightly.

He wanted to say, it looks like there’s not much hope for you this lifetime. But when he thought about it, damn it, if Mo Gan Yun has no hope, he himself has even less hope of actually becoming the boss.

He felt dejected for a moment and sighed.

Qiu Yunshang, however, took it all well. After all, the position of boss was never going to fall to him. Losing to Boss Fang wasn’t shameful either, which instantly made him feel relieved and cheerful, and he laughed, "Elder Hong’s Little Yunyun, that name isn’t bad at all."

Mo Gan Yun glared at him angrily.

...

Ding Jie Ran, at the back, looked down at the sword in his hand.

He weighed Fang Che’s strike in his mind.

Although he felt that strike didn’t suit his own style, he couldn’t deny the power of that blow.

"So far behind. Boss Fang is truly incredible!"

"Fortunately, it’s possible to quickly improve one’s cultivation now. I need to go back and consume some Spirit Rice and Elixir Pills. Otherwise, I’ll be left far behind. Even Mo Gan Yun and the others are probably much stronger than me now."

Ding Jie Ran thought to himself, his mind was full of chatter, but he knew nobody else would hear it.

"So nice."

"I also want to seize first place in this kind of battle."

He fantasized eagerly in his heart.

The Yemo Sect is no more, how many people know I’m one of the Yemo Sect seeds?

...

Next is the Emperor level Battle.

The battles at the Emperor level are far more intense than those at the King level.

Yan Nan watched with great interest, but Dongfang Sansan ignored it completely.

Instead, he frowned continuously, pondering over something.

Yan Nan felt relaxed, thinking let the old fox keep pondering, he probably can’t imagine that the Yemo he’s hunting is the very person who just made the greatest contribution.

He stretched out his long legs leisurely to watch the battle, but in fact, he had lost all interest in this friendly match.

For Yan Nan, Chen Gu, and the others, the moment the Yemo exited, all their goals were perfectly achieved.

This friendly match was essentially over.

The bets on wins and losses were trivial.

The old demons didn’t care at all.

Dongfang Sansan frowned and asked, "Did you recognize Fang Che’s sword technique?"

Yan Nan was surprised, "What sword technique? Oh, now that you mention it, it does seem familiar. It seems to be our Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s Sword Technique. But this technique has been lost for many years... nearly forgot."

He genuinely didn’t mean anything deceitful; he really had forgotten.

"Has Sun Wutian awakened?" Dongfang Sansan inquired.

"... Haha, you already crippled him, with injuries like that, you tell me if he’s woken up or not," Yan Nan replied irritably.

But inside, he felt alarm bells ringing suddenly.

Thinking about Sun Wutian reminded him of Fang Che’s transformed sword strike.

How the hell does this kid know Sun Wutian’s sword technique?

Using it publicly now, won’t that spoil the plan?

Dongfang Sansan surely recognized it.

But why is he asking me?

Yan Nan debated internally but maintained a calm facade.

Lurkingly observing Dongfang Sansan’s continued deep thought, he decided the best countermeasure was no change at all, turning with interest to watch the ongoing battle, when he felt a slight stir behind him. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Seeing it was Yan Beihan approaching: "Grandfather."

Yan Nan chuckled: "Quickly, greet the Dongfang Strategist, remember his face, because he is our Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s number one enemy, someone I’ve dreamed of flaying."

Perfect timing to distract Dongfang Sansan a bit.

Yan Beihan didn’t dare to show disrespect toward Dongfang Sansan, bowing respectfully and obediently greeted, "Hello, Dongfang Strategist."

Dongfang Sansan raised an eyebrow with a smile, "So this is Eldest Lady Yan, Yan Beihan? Indeed, seeing is believing, such unique charm, a perfect beauty, truly a wonder from beyond the mortal realm."

He softly smiled, saying, "Your grandfather and I are old friends. Since we’ve met today and your grandfather introduced you so grandly, I must give you a greeting gift."

With a flick of his wrist, a piece of Cixin wood, yellow jade in color, appeared in his hand, intricately carved into an adorable little fox. With a smile, he offered it, "This Cixin wood is for you to wear."

Yan Nan’s eyes immediately lit up: "Quick, thank the Dongfang Strategist."

"Thank you, Dongfang Strategist," Yan Beihan gratefully replied. As soon as she saw the little fox, she liked it; it was truly tiny and cute, with a somewhat innocent daft demeanor, utterly charming.

Dongfang Sansan smiled, saying, "Though it’s from Wei Wo Zheng Sect, having the Five Spirits Gu lose its sanity is not a good thing; wear this, and may your heart, Eldest Lady Yan, remain clear and never fall into evil paths. While we are foes, it’s purely a matter of stance, rather than being world-decimating demons."

Yan Beihan accepted the little fox, bowing in thanks, "Thank you, Dongfang Strategist."

Despite being mortal enemies, Yan Beihan couldn’t feel any malice toward Dongfang Sansan.

At that moment, she finally understood why so many in Wei Wo Zheng Sect idolized the Guardian Chief Military Advisor, Dongfang Sansan.

Because his demeanor and charisma were truly unparalleled.