Dongfang Sansan, that miser... cough, no, someone so strategic and meticulous would never miss this kind of opportunity falling from the sky.

Not to mention Fang Che offering voluntarily, even if he didn’t, Dongfang Sansan would still strip him clean, thinking Fang Che had a huge stash of private money.

Just the thought of this made Fang Che shiver; better to be proactive than passive.

After this trip, my new position should be decided.

Corresponding the position with the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, Fang Che has pretty much figured out what job Dongfang Sansan will assign him.

Next, it’s time to consider how to carry out the work.

However, now that Feng Yun is at the Weiwo Orthodox Southeast Headquarters, he’s not easy to deal with...

In the darkness, Fang Che quietly lurks like a ghost with little presence.

But in his mind, he has already mapped out the path he will take after leaving.

Bit by bit, as he sorts through his thoughts, his mind becomes more clear.

"Ten years in the Yin Yang Realm have passed, but for the outside world, only ten days. Still, these ten years have a significant impact on me; in here, I’m not undercover, I don’t have to deal with so many schemes. So, for ten years I indulged."

"After leaving, the priority is to rein in the indulgence of these ten years. Every word spoken must be carefully considered, and more cautious."

"Also, it’s necessary to reposition myself, reminding myself several times a day of my purpose, what my real identity is."

"This is a million times more important than contributing my spoils, benefiting from the Yin Yang Realm, or any kind of god or cemetery!"

"If the mindset is not adjusted correctly, I’ll risk revealing my flaws as soon as I leave!"

"Critical importance!"

As his mind calms down, Fang Che increasingly feels that the environment he’ll face after leaving will be far more challenging than being the Deputy Vice Altar Master in the Guardian Hall!

Without further ado, he activates the Bingche Spirit Platform to start examining his flaws.

"Lost vigilance from ten years in the Yin Yang Realm."

"... Overly comfortable mindset."

Those who know Fang Che’s Yin Yang Realm experiences would definitely not understand this: being chased like a criminal dog every day, yet claiming it’s too comfortable?

But Fang Che believes, even though he fought almost daily in the Yin Yang Realm, these battles were far too simple, and thus... this lifestyle is still too comfortable.

"... Casualness in speech."

"The mindset of being aloof needs to change."

"After leaving, the drop in cultivation will inevitably lead to a phenomenon of aiming high but falling short in battle, requiring change."

All in all, he identified seventeen flaws in himself.

The last one took a long time to decide on.

"...The fondness for Yan Beihan must be extinguished!"

After listing eighteen issues.

Fang Che reviewed it from start to finish, finally letting out a sigh, closing his eyes.

"Ah..."

The road ahead is long, fraught with danger, wind from all directions, ambushes from all sides.

One wrong move, and it’s death and destruction, never to return. Bringing down family and relatives too...

The journey is long and arduous.

Even facing it with the utmost caution isn’t enough.

Who has the mind for thinking about love between men and women...

Though he keeps reminding himself, despite constantly thinking this way.

His heart still lets out a gentle sigh, a faint sense of loss quietly rising.

Fine strands, like the mist of a good morning, unclear and untouchable.

Yet it has unknowingly seeped into the heart.

...

Fang Che is already considering his life’s future.

But inside, a fierce battle rages on.

Feng Yun and Yan Beihan begin to rob and provoke; the various sects slaughter each other, whenever they meet, it’s a fierce fight.

After all, no one makes a sound; in total darkness, who knows who’s who?

Dongyun Yu is thriving, reaching the pinnacle of his cheekiness. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Mistakenly encountering Yan Beihan again, resulting in being chased and beaten madly by Yan Beihan, his handsome face beaten to a pulp.

Truly achieving ’even his mom wouldn’t recognize him.’

But Yan Beihan, after all, showed restraint, not killing him.

"In the future, every time I see you, I’ll beat you!"

Leaving a harsh remark, Yan Beihan turned away.

"I just said one thing about Fang Che’s lover..." Dongyun Yu fled hurriedly, mumbling curses: "Who is he anyway? Doesn’t seem like Lan Xinxue, could it be Jiang Bixiao?"

The sinister Ghost Qi cultivation technique from the Underworld, can’t even be exhibited anymore.

Once the Ghost Qi appears, it’s attacked by a crowd.

In the darkness, who knows how many people are striking together.

Because of this, at least a dozen Underworld Disciples died!

Yin Yunxiao was almost exploding with rage.

Although he didn’t know who exactly did it, he could recognize Shi Changjian and Lan Xinxue’s Swordsmanship.

And the Futu Six Swords.

Their sword qi sharp, advancing without retreat, the signature of the Futu Mountain Sect.

It’s unmistakably clear.

The cultivation techniques of Qingming Palace, Netherworld Palace, Xuehua Palace, Yin Shui Palace, and Heavenly Fire Palace, he can recognize those too.

In short, the Underworld was besieged by the crowd.

"You’ll see when we get out!"

Yin Yunxiao, along with the Underworld Disciples, shouted in grief and anger: "Don’t think I can’t recognize you, there will be a time for reckoning for this hatred!"

Shi Changjian silently attacked with a quick and ruthless sword as people talked.

Nearby, the Futu Six Swords simultaneously moved their swords.

Reckoning?

You’d better survive and get out first!

We haven’t even settled the score with your Underworld, yet you start by striking first?