Chapter 789: Chapter 184: She’s Not Dead! (2)
Outside the city.
A burly figure hid within the shadows of the trees, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.
He coughed and said, "The Ningxue Sword has improved again, this guy is completely unbeatable. Just hit and run, hit and run, how long is this going to go on? It’s so tiresome, so embarrassing."
The shadow of the pine tree swayed, unexpectedly making a human voice: "There’s nothing we can do, if we can’t hold off the Ningxue Sword, the Dream Demon is done for. We must help the Dream Demon get through these couple of months."
"How many days have passed now?"
"Not even a month."
"Damn it!"
Baizhan Blade was frustrated: "Not even a month?"
"Nope."
"Why did that bastard Dream Demon come here? Isn’t that just courting death? Why couldn’t he just hide his true form in the mountain forest and let his avatars enter any city as they please? This is... We’ve been dragged into such a mess."
"If the Dream Demon were at full strength, doing so would have worked fine. The problem is, ever since he was severely wounded by Dongfang, he hasn’t recovered until now, and the distance between his true form and avatar is too vast to receive the Dream True Spirit. That makes it completely useless."
The Shadow Demon sighed: "Just hang in there for a few more days."
"I can endure, but how many of my shadows have you lost? How many more can you take?"
"A few dozen more times shouldn’t be a problem... But now Ningxue Sword clearly has a knack for destroying my shadows, so you’ll need to exert more effort."
"Damn it, I took three strikes today and almost lost my life, didn’t you see? How much more effort do you want? You might as well just say you want me to get chopped down by Rui Qianshan!"
"According to my intel, the Dream Demon needs a maximum of twenty more days to recover a bit, by then it’ll be easier."
"These twenty days... They’re tough."
Baizhan Blade let out a long sigh, his face full of frustration.
...
The Ningxue Sword returned to the city and immediately sensed something unusual.
Is there something happening? The atmosphere feels off.
Why are there so few patrols from the Guardian Hall in the streets? They’re almost all gone?
Dropping a bit, he used his Divine Sense to sense around.
Then he felt a weak force of Divine Sense, searching aimlessly towards the sky, extending.
Very urgent.
Are they looking for me?
The Ningxue Sword released his Divine Sense to respond, and was instantly startled.
"Lord Jian, Lord Jian..."
Damn it.
They really are looking for me.
The Ningxue Sword quickly followed this strand of Divine Sense down, then slowly found the person... Hmm, isn’t that the Hall Master of the Guardian Hall?
What is going on...
Oh, Fang Che is actually so seriously injured.
With a swoosh, the Ningxue Sword landed, descending into Fang Che’s Scholar Residence.
"What happened here?"
Then the Ningxue Sword saw to the side, the quietly lying corpse of Zhao Ying’er, his pupils involuntarily contracted.
"Someone died?"
The Ningxue Sword frowned: "What’s going on?"
Fang Che forcibly endured the splitting headache, sat up, and looked at the Ningxue Sword, speaking in a deep voice: "Lord Jian."
"Fang Che?"
"May I ask, Lord Jian, did you come to Baiyun State just to intimidate from high above? The operation to hunt the Dream Demon can’t rely solely on Lord Jian’s intimidation from the sky. The actual work still needs to be done by the ground Guardian Hall, and once they discover anything, contacting Lord Jian is very difficult."
"And with the forces of the Guardian Hall, once they discover the Dream Demon and his Nightmare Guards, they won’t be able to hold out until Lord Jian arrives, and will be annihilated."
"If they’re killed quickly, the enemy might even hide again before Lord Jian arrives."
Fang Che calmly asked: "May I ask, Lord Jian, is it such a disgraceful thing to come down and communicate with the Guardian Hall once, and then go back up to perform intimidation and surveillance?"
Everyone was shocked.
Fang Che actually confronted the Ningxue Sword.
The highest layer of the Guardians!
How dare he?
The Ningxue Sword’s gaze instantly turned icy, looking at Fang Che’s face. Fang Che met his gaze unflinchingly.
Finally swallowing a breath, Ningxue Sword said, "It’s not that, it’s just... "
"Just other enemies, powerful Demons are also present, right? You’re taking care of several aspects by yourself, correct."
Fang Che said: "I understand, I know, I heard the aftermath of the battle just now, and felt it. It’s Lord Jian safeguarding the peace of Baiyun State."
The Ningxue Sword’s expression slightly softened.
But Fang Che changed his tone: "But even Ninth Lord couldn’t manage the whole world alone, right? You should come down, understand the Guardian Hall’s plan, and pay attention, so you can coordinate when it’s time to move, right?"
"By staying up in the sky, drifting east then west, can you assure the safety of all Baiyun State? Making contact with the Guardian Hall to direct them on how to find the Dream Demon, how to assist you in killing the Dream Demon, is that difficult?"
"On the surface, you came to kill the Dream Demon, but with no communication up and down, how do you know if the Guardian Hall has found the Dream Demon, how to kill him? Just by yourself, can you find the Dream Demon?"
"If you can find him, what are you doing being the sun up in the sky every day?"
Fang Che spoke candidly.
He naturally knew Ningxue Sword had other opponents, knew other Demons have come to Baiyun State, he knew better than anyone Ningxue Sword had his difficulties.
But!
Today, the death of Zhao Ying’er completely broke Fang Che’s mindset.
He had to scold!
Still the same words, is it so hard to take some time to come down and communicate a bit?
If you really came down and communicated, Zhao Ying’er wouldn’t have died!
Today’s events would never have happened.
