Chapter 797: Chapter 186: Dream Demon Enters God Fang (Part 3)
It’s just a sword.
A sword that can be wielded well, but also a blade that can be deceitful!
"What about Fang Che?"
asked the Ningxue Sword.
"In this kind of situation, there’s no solution, it’s all up to him. Besides, there are suspicious points about Fang Che that remain unresolved."
Dongfang Sansan pondered, considering how to let the Ningxue Sword ignore his dissatisfaction and spread it out... then said: "Although I don’t like to say it, there are huge suspicions about Fang Che being a disciple of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"
"What?!"
The Ningxue Sword was greatly surprised.
Instinctively, he looked at Fang Che lying on the bed, then decisively denied, "How is that possible, Fang Che is definitely not someone from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"
Dongfang Sansan said casually, "Before those spies were found out, which of them looked like someone from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect?"
"But Fang Che is different, Fang Che is very serious about killing the Demon Sect."
"Before those spies, which of them wasn’t serious? Which of them wasn’t promoted over the countless bones of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect?"
"There’s truth in what’s Ninth Brother said, but this Fang Che should not be one of them."
The Ningxue Sword rarely stubbornly insisted.
Even Dongfang Sansan sighed.
Why are you so confident in Fang Che?
What exactly did Fang Che do to make you like him so much that even I can’t sway your opinion? That’s not right!
If you insist on protecting Fang Che, Fang Che is doomed.
"Just listen to me. Indeed, there are mysteries surrounding Fang Che. I’ll tell you more about it when you return."
Dongfang Sansan felt that wherever Fang Che was, the Ningxue Sword must not go.
This level of trust is too deep; it’s easy to slip up.
"So what about Fang Che? Are we just going to leave him at home, unattended?"
The Ningxue Sword was worried.
"Fang Che was injured this time, and he has the Dream Demon’s Divine Soul of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect in him. I intend to use this opportunity to observe what the Wei Wo Zheng Sect will do!"
"So just leave Fang Che at his own home. I’ll arrange for people to observe him secretly."
Dongfang Sansan calmly said, "As for you, since the Dream Demon is dead, you no longer need to stay in Baiyun State."
The Ningxue Sword was still conflicted inside.
But under Dongfang Sansan’s urging, he had to agree, after all, Zhao Ying’er, in a dead-like state, was lying there; it truly couldn’t be delayed any longer.
Removing the barrier, he walked out, and Ye Meng anxiously approached, "Sir, Fang Che, how is he?"
"Ahem... "
The Ningxue Sword felt awkward, touched his chin, and awkwardly said, "His Divine Soul is injured and needs rest, you need to take good care of him."
"Is there anything I need to watch out for?"
"No need. Such injuries to the Divine Soul can only rely on himself to recover."
The more the Ningxue Sword spoke, the guiltier he felt.
For the sake of slaying demons, he suffered such severe injuries, and now I have to let go and not take care of him, suddenly feeling particularly inhuman.
Coughing, his face flushed, he said, "Take good care of him, I will first take this girl to heal..."
Ye Meng hopefully said, "Can’t you take Fang Che along to heal as well?"
The Ningxue Sword, once again embarrassed, couldn’t speak: "This you... take good care of him... ahem, if there’s hope, he can still wake up."
Ye Meng’s vision turned black, almost falling to the ground.
If there’s hope, he can still wake up... what does this mean?
"Sir, sir... please, give me a solution..."
Ye Meng chased after him.
Then he hopelessly watched the Ningxue Sword’s white robes carrying Zhao Ying’er vanish with a swoosh.
Ye Meng sat on the ground, eyes unfocused: "Why is this?"
Turning his head to look at the deeply comatose Fang Che lying on the bed, motionless like a corpse, he suddenly felt a complete loss.
Completely feeling like life had lost its color.
...
The Ningxue Sword holding Zhao Ying’er flew into the sky, then thought and landed back on the battlefield.
Yuan Jingjiang and others had already cleaned up the battlefield, feeling lost and bewildered.
"Have all identifications been confirmed?"
asked the Ningxue Sword.
"Confirmed, a Dream Demon, six Nightmare Guards, sixteen Guardians of the Heavenly God Sect, eight Great Tributes, and a Vice Sect Hierarch."
Yuan Jingjiang said, "But the corpse of the Heavenly God Sect Master Kou Yifang was not found."
The Ningxue Sword was momentarily stunned: "The Heavenly God Sect Master wasn’t among them?"
"Correct!"
The Ningxue Sword unleashed his Divine Sense, thoroughly searching the surroundings carefully, even the underground was not ignored.
Nothing was found.
"Seems he’s not here. You all strengthen your vigilance."
The Ningxue Sword said: "Report the loot yourselves, I must go back, this young girl can’t wait long."
"What about Mr. Fang? Lord Jian, how’s Mr. Fang?"
Yuan Jingjiang anxiously asked.
Everyone also immediately turned to look.
"Ahem, he’s at home... I must go!"
The Ningxue Sword leapt up and directly went far away, transforming into a sword light in the sky!
Yuan Jingjiang and everyone: "???"
What’s going on?
Lord Jian’s departure, why does it look like he’s fleeing in haste...
"First go to the Guardian Hall to register and report the loot."
Yuan Jingjiang said, "Leave a few people to clean up here..."
As he spoke, he hurriedly went.
Must handle official duties first, then quickly go to the Scholar Residence to see how Fang Che is doing?
That was a Dream Demon, went into Fang Che’s head.
That Divine Soul, even Lord Jian couldn’t kill, Fang Che... how exactly is he?
Everyone was anxious and burning with worry.
...
From the moment the Ningxue Sword returned, Dongfang Sansan was furrowing his brow, pacing back and forth, deep in thought.
"Sixth grade King level... The time has come. It’s middle level now. He should have taken the God Fusion Pill."
"As long as he hasn’t forgotten, he should have taken it... right?"
