Monarch Night

The flames soared, and all the dry leaves around were burned to ashes.

However, everyone still felt a tingle on their scalp, not daring to relax their vigilance.

"Fire Worms, a type of Corpse Worm, require high temperatures to be incubated, but ironically, while they are not afraid of high temperatures, they are most afraid of flames."

Fang Che said, "No need to be too nervous. Since we are aware of their existence, they are not so frightening. Anyway, this forest is already ruined, further destruction doesn't matter. We'll just burn our way through. Besides, incubating Fire Worms requires Essence Blood, so the people of Wei Wo Zheng Sect won't produce too many. It would drain their own Origin."

Everyone was instantly a bit relieved.

Whistle!

Several streaks of cold light suddenly shot out from the scorched forest, targeting Yuan Jingjiang and the King level Masters.

Suspecting the attack, the few who were prepared immediately drew their swords to block.

"Be careful everyone!" Fang Che shouted loudly, "The target is not Master Yuan and them!"

Everyone immediately became alert.

Sure enough, while Yuan Jingjiang and others were parrying, another streak of cold light suddenly shot out from the dim forest, like a thunderbolt, aiming straight at Fang Che.

Fang Che let out a loud roar and swung a cut with his sword.

With a booming sound.

A Flying Knife sent Fang Che flying a yard back, crashing to the ground, while another Flying Knife, silently approached.

Zuo Guanglie and another Steward Jinxing simultaneously drew their swords, with a clang, and deflected the Flying Knife.

But both of them suddenly felt a tremor in their bodies, their faces pale.

In the shadows, a person snorted, speaking sinisterly, "Damn it for ruining my plans!"

"Stay where you are!"

Yuan Zhenjiang shouted sternly, becoming a streak of lightning with his sword and charged into the charred forest.

As Yuan Jingjiang rushed inside, a cloud of black ash flew up.

But there were no sounds of battle following.

Clearly, having missed their attack, the enemy had already left.

...

Fang Che got up from the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his right hand's tiger mouth numb from the impact.

A small Flying Knife actually packed such a punch.

Everyone felt somewhat alarmed.

"No worries." Fang Che took a breath and said, "Although the opponent is strong, they are not stronger than Master Yuan, so they hesitated to reveal themselves. Otherwise... they would have come out to kill us already. For now, with Master Yuan here, we are still safe. Just stay vigilant."

"Understood."

Yuan Jingjiang emerged from the forest, his face full of anger.

A mere restoration, and yet repeatedly encountering crises.

And they even lost a Deacon.

This infuriated Yuan Jingjiang to the point of almost exploding.

"Master Yuan."

Fang Che called out.

"Steward Fang."

Now Yuan Jingjiang regarded Fang Che's words with utmost importance.

Because he realized that this Steward Fang seemed to possess much richer experience than his own.

Instantly treating Fang Che as a treasure.

If it weren't for Fang Che, in just these two rounds, at least dozens might have died.

Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on Yuan Zhenjiang's forehead.

"Please, would you and the King level seniors sustain a Spiritual Energy Barrier, and everyone can rest inside it, eat and drink a bit to replenish Physical Strength."

Fang Che said, "To my knowledge, since Wei Wo Zheng Sect could deploy Fire Worms, people from their Poison Hall must have come, and their methods always find a way. If the aroma of food wafts, they might have other means."

"Alright!"

Yuan Jingjiang obediently followed, immediately setting up a Barrier with the masters.

Only then did everyone finally begin to rest with ease.

...

Countless Deacons were sweating with fear down their backs.

A simple rest, but it turned out to be so troublesome... Such a situation, they hadn't experienced before.

"When we are on the move, due to our swift actions, these tiny poisons can't catch up with us, so they're useless. But once we stop, that's when these little poisons ramp up."

Fang Che said while eating quickly and drinking fast, "So the most dangerous time is not when you think during action, but... when we believe it is safest, during rest."

"Everyone, eat quickly, replenish your Physical Strength as soon as possible. The Spiritual Power Barrier consumes a lot."

"Alright."

Instantly, the barrier filled with the rich aroma of food.

Jing Xiuyun and several Female Stewards wanted to share their supplies with Fang Che, but when they saw Fang Che was eating better than anyone else, they stopped.

The meat was crystalline and translucent, clearly full of Spiritual Energy. They then lowered their heads without speaking and started eating quickly.

...

At these times, Fang Che desperately wished for a Space Ring.

If he had that, traveling would be as easy as a vacation, with a simple wave producing everything, enough and without fear of spoilage. If the space were large enough, one could even bring a feast that would last a year.

Thinking of the Space Ring he had managed to acquire, only for it to be confiscated by Ye Yun.

Fang Che felt frustrated, clenching his teeth. Even though he knew the reasoning was sound.

The Li family could definitely find him using the ring, making his situation ten times more perilous. But... reason aside, it was a Space Ring.

Even if the space was only a few feet, it would still be enough.

"Sigh..."

Fang Che sighed.

Yuan Jingjiang, now extremely attentive to Fang Che's movements, became tense upon hearing his sigh, and without finishing his meal, with a mouthful of meat, asked immediately, "Steward Fang, what's wrong? Did you find something again?"

Immediately, everyone became tense, cheeks puffed as they looked over.

Fang Che chuckled bitterly, "It's nothing, don't worry everyone, I was just thinking how great it would be if any of us had a Space Ring."

Yuan Jingjiang was stunned.

Swallowed the meat in one gulp.