Chapter 953: Chapter 235: A Gentleman Like Jade, Steward Fang [Ten Thousand Words!] (Part 5)
"What benefits do I gain by offending everyone? Why would I still do it?"
Fang Che looked back with regret: "If there’s no reason, I’m not a fool, why would I be so reckless? You say I’m unreasonable, but how could you understand the pain in my heart..."
Sighing with a sense of melancholy.
Having spoken to this extent, how could the disciples of the Netherworld Palace not understand?
Putting themselves in his shoes, they suddenly realized how difficult it was for Fang Che back then, and how conflicted he was internally.
They couldn’t help but sigh as well: "It’s our fault, we only considered things from our own standpoint and didn’t think about how difficult and conflicting it was for Brother Fang to have to do something like this."
"It’s good that you understand, haha, honestly speaking, meeting you all is my luck, being able to explain. But among so many Outer World Mountain Sects, I absolutely can’t explain to each one, and not every one can be as understanding as you all. So, frankly speaking about my future path, I’m not sure of it myself."
Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Perhaps you might have heard this phrase before: ’In Jianghu, one does not have control over oneself.’ I didn’t understand this phrase before, but when I truly understood it, I realized how bitter and helpless these eight words are."
Everyone sighed simultaneously.
Yes.
In Jianghu, one does not have control over oneself.
These eight words are known to almost everyone and have been said many times. But very few truly understand the real meaning of this phrase.
"Speaking of this phrase, I must defend Heavenly Palace and Hell a bit."
Fang Che took the opportunity to say: "After all, it was my mentioning of this matter that caused you all to feel resentment towards the Underworld, and I too feel like I was sowing discord. But on the other hand, as the saying goes, in Jianghu one does not have control over oneself, perhaps Yin Yunxiao and others have remained silent precisely because of this."
"After all... this is not just about the success or failure of a trial, but a struggle over orthodoxy. Throughout history, Heavenly Palace and Hell have always been at the top, holding sway among all Outer World Mountain Sects. What do they rely on?"
Fang Che sighed: "Although there are reasons like heritage, I believe a large part is the resources taken from places like the Yin Yang Realm. Every time they take resources out, it is certainly many times what you all have."
"Putting ourselves in their shoes, if you all brought out the same amount of resources, or if a genius suddenly appeared from the Netherworld Palace and brought out far more than Heavenly Palace and Hell... how would they maintain their superior position over the long term?"
Fang Che spoke earnestly: "So their concealment is understandable, because this isn’t an issue of alliances, it is essentially a struggle over orthodoxy. Furthermore, as far as I know, the Netherworld Palace and the Underworld actually come from the same origin, and I don’t need to explain the competitive relationship here, you all understand it."
"So, dear brothers and sisters..."
Fang Che said: "About the Underworld’s actions, I think you all should try to understand. After all, if they were to be surpassed by you and beaten down... haha... right?"
As everyone continued on their way, contemplating, an elder disciple spoke solemnly: "Brother Fang, your great compassion and righteousness are apparent to us, we also know you mean well, you don’t wish for us to clash with the Underworld, your generosity and vision, we admire."
"But this isn’t just about orthodoxy. Perhaps the Underworld thinks so, but we, the Netherworld Palace, have lost eighty-eight disciples. Each one of these eighty-eight disciples was the cream of the crop among our Sect’s geniuses!"
"Among all disciples, they were carefully selected, qualified to participate in the Yin Yang Realm trials... you know the weight of each one, Brother Fang. This loss is something the Netherworld Palace cannot bear."
This person said: "Brother Fang, we appreciate your good intentions, but regarding the grievance with the Underworld, there’s no need for you to advise us."
He pointed at the others, saying: "Among those who fell in the Yin Yang Realm, some were our partners, some were our flesh and blood siblings, and some grew up with us, deeply caring brothers and sisters... Brother Fang, you cannot understand the feeling of losing our dearest in this way. This is an eternally indelible heart-wrenching pain!"
The others immediately wore expressions of grief and indignation.
Yes, this is a blood debt of great magnitude!
Since the Underworld chose to conceal, leading to such consequences, they must bear responsibility and pay the price!
Fang Che sighed: "Alas... although I can’t convince you, you should also know when to stop. After all, there is still a Great Sect with millennia of heritage behind you. Once conflict breaks out, the shockwaves within the Sect will be unavoidable."
He smiled faintly: "Unless... unless you intend to replace the Underworld..."
Replace the Underworld?
The eyes of about thirty people brightened.
After this, Fang Che said no more.
He had said enough.
To say any more, he might expose himself. He had already made it so obvious, if these simpletons didn’t understand, they were truly beyond help.
And Fang Che was confident they would understand.
After all, they were all geniuses!
Fang Che fell silent, and no matter what the others asked him afterwards, he always wore an expression of difficulty: "I’m just an outsider, really not in a position to speak."
