Arriving at the Scholar Residence.

Ye Meng opened the door.

He was startled: "What happened to my lord?"

"He was severely injured in retaliation by the Demon Sect people."

Fan Tiantiao sighed: "Let him rest inside first."

"Alright, alright..."

Upon hearing about Fang Che's injury, Ye Meng became a bit panicked, quickly ushered him in, almost hitting his head on the door frame.

Placed Fang Che on the bed, Fan Tiantiao didn't leave.

It wasn't until the latter half of the night.

Fang Che woke up.

He was able to practice on his own, and the injuries showed signs of healing, only then did Fan Tiantiao feel at ease.

"Vice Hall Master Fan?"

Fang Che was stunned for a moment: "You saved me?"

"Fortunately, you launched the signal timely."

Fan Tiantiao said: "Otherwise, even if I rushed over, it would've been too late."

"I never thought I would be ambushed, the Demon Sect people are too bold."

Fang Che closed his eyes briefly: "Thank you, Vice Hall Master Fan."

"It's nothing, you should rest at home for a couple of days. I've already sent someone to inform Instructor Li of Baiyun Martial Academy, it's best to have someone here to protect you. Otherwise, your Scholar Residence is not safe. It's not surprising if they come again."

"I understand."

Fang Che sighed.

While still talking.

A gust of wind suddenly rose.

Whoosh!

Old Man Shen descended from the sky, his divine presence imposing: "What happened?"

"Congratulations, Old Man Shen, for recovering your cultivation, that's worth celebrating."

Fan Tiantiao said: "Just a little injury, nothing serious, just need to be more cautious in the future."

Old Man Shen said: "Killed too many Demon Sect people?"

"Seems so."

Fan Tiantiao chuckled lightly.

Old Man Shen was displeased: "Is or isn't, what do you mean 'seems so'? Is this how you act as a Vice Hall Master? Do you have something against our Fang Che?"

"I dare not, I dare not. Old Man Shen misunderstands. Since Old Man Shen is here, I am relieved, so I shall take my leave."

"Scram."

Old Man Shen had no qualms about showing his disdain towards the people guarding the Guardian Hall.

After Fan Tiantiao left, Old Man Shen looked at Fang Che, snorted: "I told you not to push yourself too hard, see, now you've been retaliated against? Do you think the Demon Sect people are that easy to kill?"

"When the Demon Sect retaliates, their methods are beyond your imagination."

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "That's why we have to fight against the Demon Sect! Such sects must not be allowed to continue existing in this world."

Old Man Shen sighed: "Easier said than done."

He sat down beside: "I'll stay here, you get some good rest."

"Yes, Master Shen. Thank you for your trouble."

"Haha... don't be so polite with me."

Old Man Shen gazed out the window: "Maybe I should just live here, what do you think?"

Fang Che was shocked!

If you live here, wouldn't my actions be severely restricted?

How could I go out to do Starlight then?

"No need, no need, you just recovered, with so much to handle, if you're here seeing people all day, others might wonder what's going on here."

Fang Che laughed loudly: "Rest assured, in the future, if I encounter danger, I will run to you. You must protect me."

Old Man Shen said: "Alright."

Then he turned to leave.

Suddenly, Fang Che remembered something, said: "Master Shen, how did you explain your recovery to the Martial Academy?"

Old Man Shen sat down again, lazily: "Only now you're thinking of this; too damn late."

Fang Che's heart tightened.

Because he realized he had been too careless. He hadn't hidden the fact that he gave Old Man Shen the Divine Power Essence.

If word spread, it could easily reach the Yemo Sect and other sects, then his exposure risk would be too great!

"The trouble won't come to you, but your brothers at the Guardian Hall better not spread it around carelessly."

Old Man Shen said indifferently: "After you left that day, I discussed it with Li Changkong, though it was brought out by you, it doesn't guarantee they won't think you have more. Even if I say I used it all, they may not believe it."

Fang Che was nervous: "Ah?"

"So we discussed, this piece of Divine Power Essence was given to me by Ninth Lord."

Old Man Shen laughed: "Ninth Lord once promised, as soon as he got the Divine Power Essence, he'd give it to me immediately. And after so many years, he still remembered this, I am very grateful!"

"Now the entire Baiyun Martial Academy knows that Ninth Lord restored me. So, nobody will trouble you about this."

Old Man Shen smiled.

Fang Che felt like a weight had lifted off his heart, said: "That's good, that's good, I was worried that if another big shot came looking for me, I'd be in deep trouble."

Old Man Shen coughed, in a calm tone: "No worries. Only Li Changkong and I know about this."

"Only" - he emphasized the word.

He stood up, smiling: "Rest well. The sooner you recover, the better."

"Yes."

Old Man Shen gazed at him for a moment, a faint smile appearing on his aged face, he patted his shoulder, then turned and walked out.

Walking to the doorway, he lightly sighed silently.

Found a stool outside, sat down, lost in thoughts.

After a long while, Fang Che heard the old man calling Ye Meng: "Girl, bring an old man a pot of tea."

"Sure, please wait."

...

Fang Che lay on the bed, his heart heavy from that look Old Man Shen gave earlier.

He felt the old man might know something.

Or had guessed something.

But never asked him.

Within the entire Baiyun Martial Academy, Li Changkong, Bing Shangxue, and others were wholeheartedly looking out for his well-being; this was beyond doubt.

But Old Man Shen had unconditional trust in him.

Unconditional trust!

Fang Che sighed in his heart.

Also, for the legitimacy of the Divine Power Essence, Zuo Guanglie and others know about this. Although the ten people were grateful to him and didn't mention it to others, concealing the news of him 'withholding the Divine Power Essence' to avoid punishment from the Guardian Hall.

But this matter indeed requires some follow-up to settle it well.

Fang Che sighed repeatedly in his heart.

Visions of Dongfang Sansan's gaunt face seemed to float before his eyes, sighing at him: "Rough, too rough..."

"Yes, I've been too rough in handling things."

Fang Che felt a bit self-reproachful.

Leaving so many flaws in handling things, if not for Old Man Shen and Li Changkong thinking earnestly for him, crediting Dongfang Sansan for the deeds, he might be facing an unprecedented crisis this time.

For the Yemo Sect and other sect leaders are well aware that Yemo had the Divine Power Essence.

Now that he took it out, wasn't it like admitting it openly?

Fang Che broke out in a cold sweat.

"Luckily, luckily. In the future, handling matters needs to be more cautious; there are too many flaws in this affair. I was too incautious. I didn't consider it thoroughly."

Fang Che reflected for a long time.

...

On the other side.

Dongfang Sansan also found out about Old Man Shen's recovery and Baiyun Martial Academy's celebration of this matter.

While reading this news, Dongfang Sansan's mouth slowly dropped open, his eyes gradually turned despairing, and the teacup in his right hand silently fell to the ground.

With a shattering sound, it broke into pieces.

His face was void of blood, utterly pale.

It wasn't until he read later and saw it mentioned that it was he who gave the Divine Power Essence, did he finally catch a breath.

Blood slowly returned to his face.

He immediately hurried out, quickly shifting, appearing before Xue Fuxiao.

"You immediately, go to Baiyun State... then do this and that..."

Dongfang Sansan gritted his teeth, said: "... and finally, beat that guy up!"

Xue Fuxiao was puzzled: "Why do this?"

"I can't explain it to you; just do as instructed!"

Dongfang Sansan urged: "The sooner, the better!"

Xue Fuxiao remembered firmly.

With a whoosh, he flew off.

He knew this must be urgent.

For it was his first time seeing Dongfang Sansan in such a hurry his entire life!

Xue Fuxiao left.

Dongfang Sansan let out a long breath, couldn't help clenching his teeth, feeling angry: "He still has hundreds of years... you already have that thing... What are you in so much haste for!? Simply..."

"I'm so mad!"

As he touched his forehead, he realized it was covered in cold sweat.

This time, covering up the mess, was nerve-wracking!

...

Over there, Fang Che had finished reflecting.

Silently pulled out the Communication Jade, internally linked with the Five Spirits Gu, to check messages.

Another pile.

From Yan Beihan, others, Ling Kong, and so forth...

Fang Che skipped them, directly looking for messages from Yin Shen Palace.

Sure enough, Yin Shen Palace was furious.

He had sent a message to Fang Che, but there was no reply for a long time, didn't know what was being done over there, Yin Sect Leader was steaming with anger.

Finally wanting to teach the disciple something, yet there was no response from the other side.

Simply what the heck!

Finally, Fang Che's message came through.

"Forgive me, Master, your disciple was ambushed by several Main Sect Marquises on the way home this afternoon, gravely injured and near death, bones broken, fainting on the spot. Luckily, Vice Hall Master Fan Tiantiao arrived; otherwise, I wouldn't have seen you, Master..."

Fang Che described the incidents, trying to portray his injuries even more severe: "... just now woke up, just took a Dan Yun Spirit Pill... still recovering but quickly reported to Master, worried you were anxious."

Yin Shen Palace was taken aback.

Four Marquises attacked?

The highest cultivation among the coming headquarters group was Marquis, wasn't it?

Four came all at once?

"How are you? Who attacked you? Why?"

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "It's because... Steward Fang took down the Heavenly God Sect sub branch, so they retaliated... I don't know who exactly did it. But I sprinkled some Secret Technique Tracking Powder in the battle, hoping to find them once recovered tomorrow."

Yin Shen Palace was both furious and helpless.

"Damn Heavenly God Sect! Damn Kou Yifang!"

Damn, when will the headquarters inspection team leave?

How is my entire sect being suppressed by this headquarters justified?

Others are out there commanding the wind and the rain, and here I am like being imprisoned!

Now, my disciple is bullied, yet I can do nothing!

The headquarters factions are really bullying too much!

Wasn't killing a thousand of them enough! Yet they retaliate! Simply outrageous!

"So how are you now?"

Old Demon asked anxiously: "Is it serious?!"

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