Forget it, I don’t want to think about it.

Fang Che lay down flat.

Anyway, I’m too weak to understand much; whatever secret the iron piece has, I can’t perceive it. I’ll come back when I’m stronger and explore then.

If there’s no reaction, just keep cultivating.

All the unsolved questions, I’ll ask Dongfang Sansan when I see him.

He should have some insights.

But if even the Ninth lord doesn’t know, then I really don’t need to worry about it... 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Fang Che made this decision happily.

He threw all the brainwork, like everyone else, to Dongfang Sansan.

If Dongfang Sansan knew about this, he might vomit three liters of blood: all the current Guardians are like this; finally managed to cultivate Fang Che, but he hasn’t even been fully trained and has already learned the bad habits of his predecessors!

Fang Che stood up, moved his hands and feet a bit.

Then he realized that his head no longer hurt, without knowing when it had stopped.

He didn’t know when, but he had already reached the cemetery entrance.

One more step, and he could enter.

"How did I get here? Wasn’t I inside? When was I moved here?"

Fang Che was stunned for a moment, then immediately lifted his foot and walked inside, worried that he might have missed something when he was gathering Spiritual Medicine earlier.

But after taking a step forward...

Suddenly, he crashed into something like a wall, let out a muffled grunt, and his nose flattened.

With a boom, he was thrown back over a dozen zhang.

Clambering up awkwardly, he rubbed his nose and gave a bitter smile: "Turns out I’ve already been expelled."

As he was thinking...

Another boom.

Fang Che’s body once again flew uncontrollably, like a feather, as he was sent flying.

The distance he flew this time was so far that he almost felt like he was ascending the clouds.

Floating lightly as he flew out, and he had no strength to resist at all.

Until he reached several thousand zhang away...

Boom!

He crashed into a tree.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.

Dizzy and confused.

Another thud, someone fell from the tree.

It was because of Fang Che’s collision; the person was hiding in the tree and fell down from the shock.

"Who!?"

The person was terrified; someone silently appeared under the tree? If they wanted to kill him, wouldn’t it be easy?

For a moment, he was horror-struck.

Fang Che heard it and realized it was Dongyun Yu’s voice.

He moaned and said, "Dongyun Yu?"

Dongyun Yu was immediately startled: "Fang Che? What happened to you?"

"Damn it... never mind what happened, help me up first."

Fang Che felt his veins beginning to unlock the restriction, and his body gradually regained some strength, though not fully recovered.

Dongyun Yu lay on the ground, saying, "I can’t move right now either... Otherwise, why do you think I was so scared... Damn, what’s in front of me but a huge pile of Demon Beast Sh*t... Damn it, it’s right at my nostril..."

Fang Che propped himself up and said, "Try taking a bite."

"Gag... gag... gag gag gag..."

Fang Che hadn’t expected that a casual remark would make Dongyun Yu start vomiting uncontrollably.

Churning and heaving as he puked.

Ugh ugh!

The smell was authentic.

Fang Che exerted all his energy to move his body and escape a bit farther away, saying, "What’s wrong with you? How can you puke so much?"

"Fang Che, screw your Grandpa! Gag..."

Dongyun Yu, gritting his teeth in anger, exclaimed furiously: "Let me tell you, in this lifetime, if anyone dares to say the words ’eat sh*t’ in front of me again, I will single-mindedly go after them!"

Fang Che fell silent for a moment and then said, "Did you... eat too much?"

"Hell no, I didn’t eat too much... gag gag gag..."

Dongyun Yu started vomiting even more severely.

He lay on the ground, his nose pressing against a pile of Demon Beast Sh*t with his own vomit, cursing: "Fang Che, just wait, I won’t let you off!"

But Fang Che was now strong enough to stand up.

He moved his body.

Then planted a foot on Dongyun Yu’s back, smiling, "How won’t you let me off? Do you believe that if I press down, you’ll eat sh*t?!"

"No... ugh ugh... Grandpa, Grandpa... Mr. Fang..."

Dongyun Yu begged desperately: "This kid was wrong..."

In his current position, if Fang Che exerted just a bit of force, Dongyun Yu would have to bite it for real.

He really had no choice but to bow his head.

"What a damn coward..."

Fang Che lifted his foot.

And took the opportunity to drag Dongyun Yu several feet away, moving him away from the pile of sh*t.

Dongyun Yu breathed a sigh of relief but stubbornly said, "Coward, because you haven’t eaten it before..."

He instantly realized he had let it slip and quickly clammed up.

But Fang Che was already curiously asking, "You’ve eaten it?"

"I haven’t!"

Dongyun Yu flat-out denied it.

But Fang Che already understood everything and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Impressive, Brother Dong really is a ruthless man. Please tell me, just how hungry were you?" Fang Che was very curious.

What kind of situation would make someone like Dongyun Yu willingly eat sh*t? Fang Che couldn’t comprehend it no matter what he said.

How many crises had he and Yan Beihan experienced? But it never came to this, right?

Dongyun Yu was furious: "I didn’t eat it!"

"Got it, got it. You didn’t eat it."

Fang Che pondered for a moment and said, "That Xue family, Xue Wanshi is known as the King Shi... Tsk, if you two were together, you could save one person’s meals."

Dongyun Yu exploded.

His body, which was limp before, suddenly gathered strength from who knows where, and he jumped up, punching Fang Che right in the face: "I didn’t eat it! Ugh... you’re nauseating me..."

Fang Che never expected that this guy, in a fit of rage, would unexpectedly recover his abilities, taking the punch solidly and falling backward.

Then he bounced back up, grabbing Dongyun Yu.

Two heavy punches landed as he sneered, "So you’ve recovered? You bastard! You’ve ruined so many of my plans! Today I’m going to beat you to death!"