Chapter 1317: Chapter 55: Emperor Ye’s Sect [2-in-1]

The Heavenly King Flute had never expected to run into Bu Chou here.

When he heard that the Donghu Night Emperor had reappeared in the world, the Heavenly King Flute practically didn’t stop for a single moment and rushed straight over from the Weiwo Sect Headquarters.

After he arrived at the Southeast Headquarters and confirmed the news, he immediately headed for Donghu State.

But he had barely gotten here when he ran into a shit-stirrer.

Bu Chou!

This guy, even if he dug his heart out and showed it to him, still wouldn’t believe him. That made him both anxious and angry.

The Night Emperor was definitely lurking in the dark, waiting to launch a sneak attack on him.

If he went all out in a battle with Bu Chou and the Night Emperor ambushed him, he wouldn’t be able to withstand it. That would be extremely disadvantageous to his own goal.

The Fengyun gun howled with wind and clouds, staff shadows multiplying into thousands, its momentum fierce and its force heavy.

The Heavenly King Flute flipped his body, tapped out with the Jade Flute; this time, he directly used eighty percent of his strength.

Smack!

The Jade Flute tapped onto the Fengyun gun, and he said mildly, "Since Brother Bu insists on refusing, then I shall take my leave. Night Emperor, I know you know I’ve come. If you still have any doubts about what happened back then, come find me outside the city."

With a boom, the Spiritual Power of both sides collided. The Heavenly King Flute’s thin body was sent flying straight out, in an instant becoming a black dot within the white clouds.

He vanished from sight.

Since Bu Chou was here, then it was fine not to go down tonight.

He had played the Soul Summoning Song three times; the Night Emperor definitely knew he had come. Next, it all depended on his reaction.

At the same time, he had made his attitude clear tonight, and now had to wait for the higher-ups on the Guardian side to decide on a response.

And that would take time.

But his stance that he did not want a life-and-death battle with the Guardians this time had already been conveyed to them.

Bu Chou stood in midair, holding the Fengyun gun.

Gazing in the direction the Heavenly King Flute had left, his eyes were worried, his expression heavy, and his figure carried a hint of Xiao Suo desolation.

The Heavenly King Flute truly deserved to be ranked eighth on the Cloud Weapon List; compared to him, ranked eleventh, his Combat Power was much higher. Even though he himself had made great progress in this period of time, wanting to surpass the Heavenly King Flute was still absolutely impossible!

I’m no match for him!

Bu Chou immediately used a Communication Jade to contact Dongfang Sansan: "The Heavenly King Flute is here. I’m not his match."

This time, Dongfang Sansan very uncharacteristically replied in seconds: "Don’t fight him. This time the Heavenly King Flute came after pulling some strings to get a message to me."

Bu Chou’s eyes instantly went wide.

There was actually some backdoor operation going on?

"The Heavenly King Flute promised that this time he won’t harm a single commoner. He’s only here to handle private business."

Dongfang Sansan added an explanation: "It should be about the old grudge with the Donghu Night Emperor. As for the exact inside story, we don’t have any intel either. But on that matter, the Night Emperor has also clearly said he doesn’t want us involved."

Bu Chou was bewildered.

No wonder the Heavenly King Flute was so well-behaved this time, not going on a killing spree. But how do you even have communication with the Donghu Night Emperor? 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Wasn’t that guy just newly recovered? Did he immediately run over to Kan Ke City to report in?

Bu Chou racked his brains and still couldn’t figure it out, because it shouldn’t and couldn’t be so.

Dongfang Sansan said, "I promised Yan Nan that the people on the Cloud Weapon List wouldn’t make a move against the Heavenly King Flute!"

Bu Chou was once again confused: "What’s that supposed to mean?"

Dongfang Sansan said, "If you’ve got nothing to do, try using your brain a bit."

Bu Chou said dumbly, "How do I use it?"

Dongfang Sansan was helpless: "Bu Chou, you have to find a way to get that head of yours working. For example, take a blade of grass. You can think about it: from its sprouting birth to its withering, the process it goes through, the winds and rains it experiences, how many blades of grass get eaten by horses, cattle, and sheep, how many are cut down by people’s sickles, and how many can live out their full lifespan and naturally wither by winter... If you can think that deeply about everything you encounter, won’t your brain be working? And you can also comprehend the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, the Mysterious profundities of life and death..."

Bu Chou scratched his head and said, "Ninth Brother, a single blade of grass, the hell I’m supposed to study that too?"

As he spoke, he stepped on the grass under his foot, face full of puzzlement: "What’s the use of that? Ultimate principles of heaven and earth? From this grass? Grass? Grass! Grass my ass, the Heavenly King Flute—shouldn’t I be studying that bastard right now!"

Dongfang Sansan: "...You go be busy, I’ve got things to do here."

He actually cut off the connection just like that.

Bu Chou was completely at a loss: "What does that mean?"

He suddenly felt that sometimes Ninth Brother’s brain didn’t seem to work all that well either.

Nothing better to do than have me study grass? Hahahahaha...

...

Sikong Ye drifted alongside the clouds like a wisp of green smoke, intangible and traceless. When the clouds moved, he moved as well.

He watched as the Heavenly King Flute left the city all the way.

Suspended in midair, he considered for a moment, then silently pursued without a sound.

From beginning to end, not a trace of emotion rippled in him.

The events of back then!

Those three words stirred his heart just a little. He had originally planned to wait until he recovered to Peak before going to find the Heavenly King Flute.

Now that you’ve come here yourself.

Then it’s fine to test the waters first.

He had been watching the two fight from the sidelines for quite a while already, but...the Heavenly King Flute had actually never given him the slightest chance to strike!

"He’s improved quite a bit over these years as well. And I, I still haven’t fully recovered."

...

Fang Che and the others brought the five people back to the Inspection Hall at the first possible moment.

Worth specifically mentioning was: after everything was arranged here, even though his own Fang Royal Mansion hadn’t been completed yet, Fang Che had already had Ye Meng move out of the inn and into the Inspection Hall to live.

He specially fixed up a big room for her.

Openly and brazenly abusing his power for personal gain, he brought his own wife over to live with him.

Usually he just worked from home, his own home, with Captain Fang’s aura soaring to the heavens.

Yu Zhongge and the others put on the attitude of "daring to be angry but not daring to speak" every day, using this as an excuse to scrounge meals, or to cozy up to Ye Meng in hopes that she’d introduce them to a wife...

Ye Meng was utterly speechless about this: I don’t have any close female friends, okay? Why do none of you believe me? You’re dead sure I’ve got tons of girlfriends!