Chapter 877: Chapter 207: Making a Move
Yan Beihan panicked, sending out message after message.
"Yemo! You bastard, where are you?"
"You are clearly Fang Che! What are you pretending for?! Tricks and deceit, you think you really fooled me?"
"Don’t think I can’t tell! The flaws you exposed are simply too many!"
"..."
Yan Beihan sent seventeen or eighteen messages in a row.
But all the messages seemed to disappear into the sea, without a single response. Yemo directly ignored him!
At this moment, Yan Beihan was truly panicked.
Could it be that Yemo is really not Fang Che?
Yan Beihan furrowed his brows, thinking carefully, reasoning, analyzing...
It seems like, from the beginning, I was just assuming unilaterally that Fang Che was Yemo, originating from a strange feeling.
But the source of this feeling was actually a sentence from Yin Shen Palace.
The direction given by that sentence made me think of this place.
But looking at it now, it has become more obscure.
This ’Fang Che is Yemo, Yemo is Fang Che’ speculation fundamentally wavered.
Yemo’s attitude over there was very resolute.
And a bit angry. Believes I’m playing tricks on him!
But where did this come from?
Yan Beihan bit his lip, still somewhat unwilling. Seeing Duan Xiyang playing chess, he leaned over and said, "Grandpa Duan, I want to go down for a while."
Duan Xiyang held a chess piece, looking at the already disadvantageous situation, feeling a bit troubled.
Barely moved a few steps, not even mid-game, how could this dragon of mine seem like it’s facing slaughter? Didn’t that eye over there solve it? How did it become a false eye when pinched by the opponent on both sides?
If this long string can’t escape and is directly killed by the opponent, then I’m completely wiped out? Not a single piece of mine left on the board?
Where do I need to reinforce a move? How do I escape?
Hearing Yan Beihan’s question, he asked without thinking: "Going down for what?"
"I’m going to chat with Steward Fang, the one responsible for registration." Yan Beihan stubbornly replied.
"He’s a Guardian, standing on a different side from you, what are you chatting about." Duan Xiyang said casually.
"But during the Youth Friendship Battle back in the day, we did meet once, didn’t we?"
"That was a battle, what meeting acquaintance. Moreover, your identity now shouldn’t be revealed." Duan Xiyang clutched a chess piece, frowning.
Yan Beihan had no choice but to transmit a message: "I suspect this Fang Che is Yemo, I want to go down and verify."
"??"
Duan Xiyang’s heart moved, he raised his head, frowning: "Ridiculous!"
He knew Fang Che’s true identity.
But this cannot be revealed to Yan Beihan. Just looking at her current desire to go down and verify, she must not know!
This matter is of great importance.
What if this girl accidentally exposes everything?
Such a young girl is the least trustworthy.
"What’s wrong then?"
Yan Beihan was not giving up.
"No." Duan Xiyang said firmly.
Then he turned back to study the chessboard again.
No!
These two words were like two big hammers, striking hard on Yan Beihan’s heart.
No?
Instantly, Yan Beihan’s heart felt a bit darkened, how could it not be? My feeling, for so many years, never made any mistake, how could it be wrong this time?
Could it be that this time, I was really misled by that sentence from Yin Shen Palace?
She sat blankly to the side, unwilling to speak anymore.
Just felt her originally clear mental realm suddenly turn into a tangled mess.
In a battle of wits with Yemo, utterly defeated!
Bit her lip, sorting it bit by bit, then finally confirmed: indeed, there was no evidence proving Fang Che was Yemo; it had always been my wishful speculation and feeling.
"Sigh!"
Yan Beihan let out a long sigh, her body feeling as if it had been drained of bones, powerless.
Took out the Communication Jade, sent a message to Yemo: "Sorry, I always felt you were Fang Che, now I realize, I must have mistaken. My apologies. I’m currently in Baiyun State, whenever you return, I’ll hand over the Divine Attribute Metal to you."
Fang Che received the message, opened it, and couldn’t help but ponder deeply.
Was it a genuine apology or a retreating strategy?
However... this, I’m currently in a building, whether I respond fast or slow, it’s all flawed.
"If progress is fast, three to four days I can return to Baiyun State. If slow, at most six to seven days."
Fang Che thought for a moment, replied: "I hope Mr. Yan’s future tests can be less abrupt... Also, if you’re dealing with Fang Che, Mr. Yan can go ahead without concern for me."
Yan Beihan’s face flushed, utterly ashamed.
I truly guessed wrong.
Bit her lip and sent a message: "Okay. Let me know when you return."
Put down the Communication Jade, deeply sighed.
For the first time, Yan Beihan felt defeated.
This feeling was very uncomfortable.
Such a low-level mistake, being led by the nose by someone’s sentence for so long without waking up, only feeling more certain, finally causing such a big misunderstanding, a huge joke!
"Mustn’t let this happen again in the future."
Yan Beihan secretly admonished herself.
Downstairs.
Fang Che finally let out a long sigh of relief, "My god, I was scared to death! This girl’s intuition is so sharp!"
They say a woman’s intuition is the most terrifying weapon in the world. It seems to be true.
Ye Meng’s intuition is like this, and Yan Beihan’s intuition is also like this.
Women... too scary!
...
Guardian Headquarters.
Dongfang Sansan finally received the news.
"Heavenly Palace and Hell’s Outer World Mountain Gate update? Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower gathering? Wind and clouds converging?"
Dongfang Sansan immediately frowned.
It seems like I got this news a bit late.
Until...
Fang Che brought Ye Meng and Dongyun Yu into the Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower... this news arrived.
Dongfang Sansan’s brows remained tightly furrowed.
But he had already relaxed internally.
"Check who all are involved, but we received this news too late..."
Dongfang Sansan sighed in despair: "Only finding out now, I’m afraid everything is already too late."
Xue Fuxiao sighed and said: "Try to get there as soon as possible, we might still make it in time."
Dongfang Sansan shook his head slowly: "It’s pointless, I guess this time... it’s the Yin Yang Realm of Heavenly Palace and Hell reaching its timing again; moreover... they have already completed gathering at the Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower."
"Those who can make it there in the shortest time surely have surpassed cultivation levels."
"But those who meet the conditions can’t make it in time now either."
"Moreover, after the gathering and blending, the intertwining of fates and fortunes should have already formed. This time, it seems we are destined to be one step too late."
Dongfang Sansan sighed.
Clutching the intelligence, deeply worried, he returned to his room.
Rui Qianshan flew over and said: "Ninth Brother, it might not be too late, just tell me who’s suitable, and I’ll take them there on my sword now, won’t that work."
Dongfang Sansan showed a stunned expression but was actually speechless internally.
Damn, why are you always here?
Xue Fuxiao angrily shouted: "What the hell do you know! If you rush over on your sword, wouldn’t that be blatantly telling everyone that we’re up to something?"
Ningxue Sword said: "But isn’t that exactly what we’re up to?"
Xue Fuxiao grabbed Ningxue Sword by the shoulder and said: "Come in for a discussion!"
Then Yu Tianqi arrived: "Rui Qianshan, come here, I have a feeling today."
Ningxue Sword jumped in fright: "But I don’t have any feeling at all today..."
"You two go battle." Dongfang Sansan waved: "I’ll have Little Xue handle this matter, Little Xue is more reliable after all."
Amidst Ningxue Sword’s wailing, Yu Tianqi took him away.
Xue Fuxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That bastard almost ruined everything. I say, Sansan, in the future for major events, it has to be me, Rui Qianshan is unreliable, look at the mess he’s made these past few days, a total disaster..."
Xue Fuxiao began to badmouth Ningxue Sword fiercely.
"...Both dumb and despicable, not to mention stupid and brainless. Utterly stubborn, topsy-turvy, with a brain full of it, remains black beans of any kind."
Xue Fuxiao unleashed a tirade.
Relentlessly disparaging.
Dongfang Sansan looked at Xue Fuxiao sideways, his cold gaze fixed on him until he finished speaking.
Finally letting out a laugh: "...Heh."
Xue Fuxiao’s temple veins started to pulse.
Though it was just one word, Xue Fuxiao felt a ton of damage.
"You, get out."
Dongfang Sansan pointed to the door: "Calculate the time, find Feng Guohai from the Feng family. Then, when time’s running out, desperately fly with Feng Guohai towards Baiyun State. Understand?"
Xue Fuxiao’s eyes widened: "Feng Guohai? It must be right before time runs out?"
"Yes!"
"But this..."
"Go fast!"
Dongfang Sansan ordered: "Hurry up! It needs urgency and necessity, then you need to delay time, then desperately get on the road, just in time to be late! Stay in touch with me at all times."
"Got it."
With a whoosh.
This kind of rapid air-piercing sound almost drew the entire headquarters’ attention.
Everyone saw Xue Fuxiao suddenly rise and immediately transform into a blade light that slashed through the sky, madly heading northwest.
When they turned to look.
They saw Ninth lord standing on the terrace, looking gravely in the direction Xue Fuxiao had gone.
Everyone felt a heavy weight in their hearts, not daring to utter a word.
...
Meanwhile, at Wei Wo Zheng Sect Headquarters.
Yan Nan received the news.
He sneered coldly: "Already knowing it’s too late, yet still pushing ahead?! Dongfang Sansan, you truly want everything! Is it that easy? If you guys still manage to catch the Yin Yang Destiny, then would we Wei Wo Zheng Sect be doing nothing?"
Decisively and immediately reacting.
His voice was sonorous, ordering sternly:
"Chen Gu, take the Kuangren Halberd, Baizhan Blade, and Heavenly King Flute; set off at once, and head to intercept Xue Fuxiao on the necessary route from Northwest to Southeast, delay their journey, under no circumstances allow him to reach Baiyun State!"
"At the very least, delay for seven days! If seven days isn’t enough, await my command any time!"
"Yes!"
