Chapter 822: Chapter 192: It’s Out! It’s Out! (Part 3)
Qiu Yunshang reminded them with a sentence.
Then the four simultaneously understood: "No wonder others progress so quickly, training in such an environment, it’s logical to advance fast..."
"But those whose strength and divine sense aren’t strong enough and come here are like deaf and blind people in this storm, it’s only courting death."
"Sigh... who let their sect have so many resources..."
"Boss Gui, give it your all, and soon we’ll have more resources than them!"
Yu Zhongge suddenly stopped.
"What does Boss Gui mean? Which Gui?"
The three kings evaded the question.
Yu Zhongge got angry: "The puppet’s Gui?"
"No, no, no..."
The three shook their heads: "It’s the leader’s Gui."
"That’s more like it, let’s go, treasure hunting and get rich!"
Yu Zhongge confidently waved his hand.
The three made faces and followed behind, whistling away.
...
Fang Che felt that his Divine Sense Space was about to stabilize.
The basic divine sense was settling down, and he should soon regain consciousness.
But right now, he was struggling with one question: waking up is fine, but what about the Dream Demon?
The Dream Demon entered my body in front of everyone, why can I, Fang Che, eliminate the Dream Demon?
If the Dream Demon dies inside my Divine Sense Space, isn’t that making trouble for myself?
There needs to be a way to make it seem like the Dream Demon is still alive, that he never died.
Everyone needs to understand: the Dream Demon is still alive, left Fang Che’s Divine Sense Space, and walked away. Then Fang Che woke up.
But that’s just one problem.
Another issue is: what did the Dream Demon do in your divine sense? Since the Dream Demon entered your Divine Sense Space, why didn’t you die?
You are a Guardian, and the Dream Demon is from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect.
So the Dream Demon was merciful and spared you?
This situation is simply bizarre!
Fang Che’s head was about to explode, not knowing what to do.
Even he felt confused, how did this happen suddenly. I was already under suspicion, Dongfang Sansan was collaborating to suppress me, and now, here comes an even bigger suspicion...
This situation is beyond words.
But the urgent task now is to create a Dream Demon’s Divine Soul.
So during this time, he’s been desperately researching this.
But no matter what, he couldn’t make a divine soul float out to attract attention.
This is totally ridiculous!
This isn’t my specialty!
Moreover, the Dream Demon disappeared without a trace, not even leaving a memory for him, only pure energy.
The Dream Demon must have a way.
After all, he could create Soul Splits.
But... I didn’t get the memory.
Fang Che sighed.
He even regretted not negotiating some benefits with the Dream Demon before eliminating him.
But he also knew that was unrealistic. First, his Divine Sense Space was in danger; second, would the Dream Demon really provide anything?
To be honest, even if the Dream Demon offered a cultivation technique back then, Fang Che wouldn’t dare to practice it now.
That kind of Old Demon, could he really be so obedient?
The Dream Demon must come out, otherwise, even the Wei Wo Zheng Sect would be suspicious.
But Fang Che was helpless.
Seeing that the Sea of Divine Consciousness was about to fully calm down, staying unconscious wasn’t ideal either...
Fang Che sighed deeply.
Then he turned his head and saw the pitiful Golden Horned Flood Dragon.
Suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Little Jiao, come..."
Fang Che beckoned, with a kind smile on his face: "Let me shape a new form for you..."
The Golden Horned Flood Dragon’s wail echoed in the Divine Sense Space for a whole day and night.
It was just a flood dragon, and a soul body at that, not yet able to freely change forms.
But Fang Che couldn’t wait any longer.
Because aside from this method, he would have to face suspicion from both the Wei Wo Zheng Sect and the Guardians.
So for the Golden Horned Flood Dragon, it’s "you can do it, you have to go!"
Even if you can’t, you still have to go!
It’s you, no matter what.
...
Fang Che had been in a coma for sixteen days.
On this day, Meng Chizheng, Li Changkong, Bing Shangxue, and others from Baiyun Martial Academy all came.
Even the hidden Dongfang Siwu nearly cried from staring, without spotting anything unusual.
Has my Jianghu experience declined?
What exactly did Brother San ask me to observe?
It was so secretive, monitoring for nothing.
Song Yidao also came, accompanying Meng Chizheng and others into the Scholar Residence, where Fang Qingyun was practicing sword in the courtyard. Seeing them, he hurried to greet them.
Immediately, Ye Meng walked out from the room.
"How is it?"
"Still not awake."
Everyone sighed in unison.
Entering the bedroom and seeing Fang Che still as if in a deep sleep, they all felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
The Dream Demon entered Fang Che’s Divine Soul, what the future holds, no one could say.
Sitting in the bedroom for a while, just as they were about to leave...
"Look...this...this..."
Bing Shangxue exclaimed in surprise, her finger trembling as she pointed at Fang Che on the bed.
Everyone turned their heads in unison.
Instantly, their eyes widened.
Li Changkong, Duan Zhongliu, and Song Yidao shouted in unison: "It’s out! It’s out!"
Even Dongfang Siwu, monitoring from the shadows, widened his eyes in shock, nearly exclaiming in disbelief.
Because...under everyone’s watchful eyes...
A surge of divine power was violently fluctuating, and on the unconscious Fang Che’s head, a strand of golden light was shining.
It seemed like something was trying hard to come out.
Ye Meng gasped, covering her mouth, her eyes sparkling with tears of joy.
