Old Man Shen pushed the Spirit Crystal back, and Fang Che pushed it back again, laughing heartily.

"I have no use for it. Besides, my cultivation has already improved fast enough. I'm already at the second grade of the Marshal level now."

Fang Che demonstrated a little, smiling: "If I progress any faster, my foundation will become unstable. I already feel like my spiritual power is outpacing me, and I need constant battles..."

Old Man Shen looked at him with a bit of indulgence, scolding, "You're just showing off."

After speaking, he shamelessly said, "Then I'll use this first, and next time you come, I'll become a bit younger for you to see."

Fang Che laughed heartily, "That's how it should be. Otherwise, I'd be too disappointed. I thought it was the Divine Power Essence, but it turned out not to be. These little demons are really useless."

"How easy do you think it is to get Divine Power Essence?"

Old Man Shen teased, "You're dreaming too much. But, keep a low profile and stop taking risks; you're still young and progressing rapidly. Why risk your life?

Old Man Shen warned, "Be wary of revenge!"

Apparently, Fang Che's recent spree of violence had not escaped Old Man Shen's attention.

The old man was very worried.

"Master Shen, it's precisely through these battles that I can improve so quickly. Otherwise, how would I advance?"

Fang Che laughed miserably, saying, "Don't worry, elder."

They chatted for a while.

Fang Che didn't stay for food and left right after.

"Stay safe!"

Old Man Shen shouted after him.

"Got it. You're really nagging,"

Fang Che waved his hand impatiently and left without looking back.

"Brat!"

...

Deep into the night.

Starless and moonless.

The Starlight Master was patrolling.

Evil Qi billowed out.

With the ugly face of the Starlight Master, Fang Che arrived near the sub branch and suddenly felt that something was off tonight.

The large courtyard appeared even more eerie.

The two grandmasters who should have been on guard at the gate seemed somewhat terrified.

They seemed to be waiting, hoping, and yet fearing.

Fang Che understood.

It seemed guests had arrived.

With a cold snort, he strode over.

The two grandmasters were overjoyed and came over: "Squad Leader, a few guests have arrived from the Heavenly God Sect."

"How many?"

"Thirteen! Brought by Manager Yan, we..."

"It's alright, it's not your fault, nor Manager Yan's."

Fang Che said indifferently.

"Thank you, Leader."

"Go on."

Fang Che walked all the way to the main hall's entrance, when he was suddenly greeted with laughter: "Is this the famous Starlight Master of Baiyun State? A pleasure, a real pleasure."

As the voice fell, a group of more than a dozen people appeared at the door.

Eight young men and women, with a middle-aged man in his forties in the center, all smiling at Fang Che.

Fang Che sensed slightly that there weren't any high-level cultivators here, at most, just one or two grades higher than him, who was at the second grade of the Marshal level.

He could handle them easily!

With a cold snort, he strode directly towards them, his wolf-like eyes indifferent as they swept over their faces.

Arrogant and cold, he parted the crowd with both hands and walked straight inside.

Everyone's face changed, with some showing anger.

This little leader of the Yixin Sect has quite the air.

Fang Che walked directly to his Leader's seat and sat down, saying indifferently, "Just now, I thought I was at a sub branch of the Heavenly God Sect. Seeing this chair, I remembered that this is still my territory."

The tone was thick with sarcasm.

Clearly blaming them for trying to act superior earlier.

The Starlight Master's aura was fully unleashed as he sat boldly on the leader's seat, while the five or six grandmasters originally on duty shivered.

The people opposite were still standing, but Fang Che was already seated.

And he sat high above, looking down on them.

The middle-aged man in the center tried to suppress his anger and smiled faintly, "The Starlight Master is truly imposing..."

But a young man beside him couldn't help but interject, "I don't think imposing, more like oppressive!"

"Insolent!"

Fang Che's eyes flashed fiercely.

He clapped his hands, and his body shot out, striking with a palm.

He actually acted directly.

The young man snorted angrily, "I'm not afraid of you!"

And stepped forward, ready to fight.

With a bang.

The young man's body wobbled and quickly changed moves.

Fang Che, still in mid-air, struck with one hand, followed by seven lightning-fast moves.

The Heart Plucking Thirteen Styles of the Divine Monkey!

Bang bang bang...

Everyone was dazzled as they watched, the faces of several young people turning serious.

The white-clad young man was completely at a disadvantage, struggling to defend himself, his face flushed, eyes almost popping out.

But the actions of this Starlight Master were simply too fast, and his strength was overwhelming.

Fang Che remained in the air the entire time.

After seven consecutive moves, he grabbed the young man's right wrist, the young man's left hand trying to rescue, but Fang Che's wrist turned, capturing his left hand as well.

Then a rapid series of slaps.

A string of clear, loud slaps.

Then a palm slammed into his back, and the young man staggered into the hall. Two more kicks and a cry of pain, kneeling on the ground, his knees hitting with a crisp bone-cracking sound.

Fang Che, rebounding from the force, lighty floated back to his throne.

He didn't touch the ground at all.

In the blink of an eye, he had already incapacitated a Marshal level, making him kneel in the main hall.

The face swollen like a pig's head, blood oozing from the mouth, and his arms bleeding, with both knees shattered.

Having incapacitated a person first.

The remaining people faced changed, eyes flashing with rage, about to act.

Clang clang clang...

Sword and saber all drawn, a chaotic battle imminent.

Fang Che sat boldly on his throne, his eyes cold and venomous, drawing out a treasured saber with a clang, revealing a thick-backed Nine-Ring Saber.

The blade gleamed blue.

With a clang, the blade reflected the light, slowly rotating and flickering.

Fang Che held the long saber, lowering it horizontally, pointing the tip at the twelve people below, a violent killing intent sweeping out.

The bitter Sword Intent completely enveloped the twelve.

In an instant, a bone-chilling cold surged in their hearts.

Fang Che sat on the throne, poised like a tamed tiger and crouching dragon, slightly raising his chin, coldly saying, "Don't blame me for not warning you, hm..."

His eyes were like an eagle's, scanning wolfishly, a fierce aura lurking, his eyes flashing intensely over their faces, the saber tip moving bit by bit, a cruel smile curling at his lips, he said word by word, "Whoever moves! Will fucking die!!"

The nine steel saber rings whistled on the Nine-Ring Saber.

The killing aura roared through the hall like a storm.

The twelve, including the one writhing on the ground in pain, felt ice-cold, hair standing on end!

No one expected this Starlight Master of the Yixin Sect to be so formidable!

His single saber suppressed all thirteen Marshals present, and no one dared to move!

Where did this ferocious person suddenly appear from? How come no one heard of him before?

"Heh heh heh heh heh..."

Fang Che let out a piercing laugh, the saber tip pointing at everyone in front, his gaze cruel and vicious, filled with overt malice and murderous intent, he loudly questioned, "Why aren't you moving?!"

Everyone felt the swirling evil aura, ice-cold all over themselves, already locked by the Sword Energy.

They feared a single move would cost them their lives, each one's face turned exceedingly ugly.

Suddenly.

Fang Che leaped up, and instantly the Nine-Ring Saber let out a dragon's roar and tiger's scream, he stood before his throne laughing loudly, "Damn it! Weren't you all so cocky just now!? Now, you're all behaving? Hm? Why so obedient?"

He strode animatedly, holding the Nine-Ring Saber, pacing sideways before his throne, his voice taunting, "Thought you could act all tough with numbers? Try to scare me!? Damn right, you opened my eyes. Why don't you make a move, let me see!"

"Damn it!"

Fang Che shouted: "What are you here for!"

The entire hall atmosphere seized, almost solidifying.

The Heavenly God Sect's sub branch leader hurried to mediate: "Misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding, we mean no harm, Starlight Master, we're all family, right?"

"Stop that 'we're family' crap! Who the hell is family with you?"

Fang Che's eyes gleamed like a wolf, tilting his head, carrying malicious provocation, unmasking his murderous intent, he spoke slowly: "In the battle of Cultivating Gu to become a God, our Lord Yemo stood at the forefront, our Sect Master high above, while your Heavenly God Sect Master knelt below! The Main Sect favored our Yixin Sect! From now on, your Heavenly God Sect is but a subordinate unit; what, don't know to salute when you see a superior?"

He pointed his saber at this Heavenly God Sect sub branch leader, shouting: "What's your name? Acting so unruly! What did your Sect Master teach you?!"

This sub branch leader felt his teeth about to crack from frustration.

But the Sword Energy surrounded him, with murderous intent everywhere, clearly, the other side wanted an excuse to kill him!

A wrong answer would mean death.

If the opponent acted, perhaps these peers could survive due to their family's face, but he himself was dead meat.

Regretting coming here tonight, his intestines almost bloated with remorse.

Who said the Yixin Sect branch was destroyed?

Who said it was just a temporary branch established?

Where did this God of Killing come from?!

He thought fast, "I, Qiao Yishu, the newly appointed sub branch leader of the Heavenly God Sect in Baiyun State, have met the Yixin Jue Starlight Branch Leader."

Fang Che with clear malice asked, "Your name is Qiao Yishu? Why not Qiao Yicao?!"

Qiao Yishu was almost furious to exploding, swallowing his anger, "Because... my parents named me so."

Fang Che laughed heartily, "Damn, seems your dad's not well-educated!"

Qiao Yishu almost teary-eyed from anger, but under the shroud of evil Qi, dared not move: "The Starlight Master is right, when I return, I'll have him study more books."

"What books could such an old fool read!"

Fang Che following the principle of 'insult thoroughly', said ruthlessly: "Can he even understand them?"

"...No, he can't."

"Can't read yet wants to read? You're mocking me?!" Fang Che snarled.

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