Fang Che recited solemnly.
It must be said, the Bingche Spirit Platform Technique of Mu Lin Yuan was a treasure for Fang Che.
He knew after listening just once that, though this technique had no other uses, it was an unrivaled choice for calming the mind, maintaining steadiness, and thinking clearly in any situation.
It was even stronger than the Bingxin Technique he had cultivated in his previous life.
Since that was the case, he absolutely had to take advantage of this opportunity.
Following that, Hou Fang taught the "Heart Plucking Thirteen Styles of the Divine Monkey."
And Qian Sanjiang taught a set of the "Phantom Bones, Shifting Forms" technique.
"In the Jianghu, danger is everywhere. If this technique is cultivated to a high level, one can freely change their body shape and appearance, and even disguise their age of bones. There are seven realms in total, and I have only cultivated to the Second Level. Cultivate well, as this is truly a lifesaving technique in the Jianghu."
He didn't need to say it, Fang Che also knew.
So he didn't underestimate this technique and resolved that, should an opportunity arise, he must first cultivate this "Phantom Bones, Shifting Forms" technique to the Seventh Realm!
Truly a lifesaving skill, and that statement wasn't false at all.
Looking at Qian Sanjiang, Fang Che suddenly realized that his current appearance might not be Qian Sanjiang's true face.
This guy must have escaped the Guardian's pursuits countless times by relying on this technique, right?
Hmph, the one that got away!
Finally, two full hours passed.
The six of them finally emerged from the secret chamber.
It was a secluded village.
"The Guardian is about to arrive."
Yin Shen Palace looked back at the village they had just exited, his expression cold, "Every time there's a doctrinal baptism, when the Divine Thought of the Celestial Worm God descends, the Guardian can trace it through the aura. I have reported this matter to the Main Sect numerous times, but it has always been disregarded."
"It has made us too passive!"
He drew his sword from its sheath and suddenly swung it.
With a booming sound, a blade of Sword Qi, swift as lightning, surged into the village.
The small village of a few dozen households was turned to dust under this single strike!
The Sword Qi ravaged everything, sparing no man, woman, or child.
The scent of blood soared to the heavens, filling the air.
With another boom, the secret chamber used for baptisms collapsed thunderously. The vestiges of the Celestial Worm God's Divine Charm also completely dissipated.
Yin Shen Palace touched the Space Ring on his hand, inside was the statue of the Celestial Worm God.
"Now there should be no problem."
Mu Lin Yuan, Sun Yuan, and others all appeared relaxed. To them, slaughtering hundreds was all too common.
They were not surprised.
Fang Che's face was expressionless.
His right hand quietly clenched into a fist.
Over a hundred lives, innocent and uninvolved with the world, were extinguished in an instant!
They died for no reason.
Simply because Yin Shen Palace wanted to destroy the traces. But, it wasn't necessary to kill these people to destroy the traces, so why do it?
He could see, in the ruins, a young woman with blood flowing from all seven apertures, holding a one-or-two-year-old baby in her arms. Both mother and child were breathless. Dead.
The baby's face was pale.
His eyes, naive to the world, were still open.
He hadn't understood yet, having just arrived in this world, not even having learned to speak, why he had already encountered death.
His clear gaze had turned to the stiffness of dead fish eyes.
Yin Shen Palace turned his head and looked at Fang Che's expressionless face.
He said indifferently, "Fang Che, what do you think?"
Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "It's possible to eliminate the traces without killing them."
His current appearance was still that of a spirited young man, slightly indignant, which was to be expected, so he spoke directly without caring what Yin Shen Palace might think.
This suited his current persona.
It was also with this sentence that he voiced his inner rage.
Yin Shen Palace coldly said, "In all things, there is always a chance. And this act is also for the Guardian to see, henceforth, they should not pursue, or else, more will die!"
"We don't care how many people die, but the Guardian does."
"Foolish justice! Haha... the pedantic Guardian."
Yin Shen Palace looked at Fang Che, "You are young and have just been baptized, so I won't blame you. But if you still say these words after some time and trials, I will kill you!"
"Because, Yixin Sect faces the experts of the world, any slight negligence could lead to none of us surviving."
"Although we did not see anyone when we entered, we cannot be sure that someone did not peek at us through the crack of the door. And this appearance might be targeted by the Guardian someday, leading to an unexplained death."
"Any possibility of exposure, however slim, will not be overlooked."
Yin Shen Palace smiled, yet his gaze was chilling as he looked at Fang Che, "Let me ask you, in this world, whose life is most important?"
"Whose life is most important?" Fang Che fell silent.
Yin Shen Palace sharply commanded, "Lift your head and look into my eyes!"
Fang Che lifted his head to meet a pair of cold, merciless eyes.
Like a vulture.
Yin Shen Palace said, "In this world, my life is the most important! Me! Understand?"
Fang Che nodded, "Yes, in this world, my life is the most important! Without my life, there is nothing!"
"Well taught!"
Yin Shen Palace turned and walked away, "Always remember this!"
Sun Yuan took Fang Che and a few others, quickly arriving at a small mountaintop.
Just then, from the direction of the small village, a thunderous, sorrowful howl was heard.
"The Guardian's people are coming."
Yin Shen Palace mocked, "Sadly, it's a bit too late."
He turned to Fang Che, "I heard you want the Blood Burning Skill?"
"Yes."
Yin Shen Palace walked forward with hands behind his back, saying, "If you achieve first place through the Southeast Road and enter the Guardian Martial Academy, I will grant you five hundred Contribution Values and further reduce other costs, enabling you to learn Blood Burning Skill."
Sun Yuan added beside him, "Now thank the Sect Hierarch."
"Fang Che, thank you for your grace."
"Good, since you have joined the sect, become one of our own, we should have a code name for when you carry out missions. We can't always use your real name openly."
Yin Shen Palace asked, "What code name would you like?"
Fang Che, head bowed, suppressed the anger bursting within him, and using the newly learned Bingche Spirit Platform Technique, he quelled the murderous intent in his chest and kept his mind clear.
He said, "I didn't think about that."
Yin Shen Palace indifferently said, "Since you haven't thought about it, from now on, your codename will be Yemo."
The moment these two words were spoken, the expressions on the faces of Sun Yuan, Duke Mulin, and others were somewhat peculiar.
"Yemo?"
Fang Che murmured to himself.
"Yes, Yemo."
Yin Shen Palace said, "I hope you understand that being a demon is actually much more carefree than being a human. You should deeply consider the character 'demon.' Once you truly understand it, you will be worthy of these two words."
With a swirl of his body, he was already dozens of yards away, his indifferent voice carrying over, "Only after you secure the first place and acquire the Blood Burning Skill will you be able to use the title 'Yemo.' Until then, you are not worthy of this name. If you don't get first place, you also don't deserve this title."
The voice vanished.
Yin Shen Palace had disappeared without a trace.
Duke Mulin, Hou Fang, Qian Sanjiang, and others, unbeknownst to the time, had also vanished.
On the mountaintop, only Sun Yuan and his disciple Fang Che were left.
Sun Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With a broad smile, he said, "Che'er, you've really struck it big this time, not only successfully initiating into the sect but also obtaining three cultivation techniques. Most importantly, you've gained approval from the Sect Hierarch and three elders, which will greatly benefit your future path."
Fang Che exhaled deeply and said, "Master, do you have nothing to say about those who kill innocents casually?"
Sun Yuan was silent for a moment before responding lightly, "I know what you are thinking. I thought the same when I was young, but now, I don't feel there's anything wrong."
"Life and death in Jianghu, you must see through it. If you don't want to end up lying there rotting like those corpses, you will eventually get used to it."
Sun Yuan patted Fang Che's shoulder, "It's normal! Very normal! Very common!"
Fang Che nodded.
He lowered his head.
His heart was roaring.
[I will never get used to this!]
[You are all a bunch of devils! Executioners! Demons! No wonder you have such power yet still hide, because you simply cannot face the public! Because you do not deserve to live under the sun!]
[Someday, I will make all of you pay!]
[Someday, I will uproot you all! Let the people of this world never worry about losing their lives for no reason!]
[You want me to get used to it, but after seeing all this, there is only one thing that's crystal clear to me: my determination to eradicate you all is only firmer!]
He turned around.
Looking from the mountaintop toward the direction of that small village.
Without uttering a word.
I will avenge you all!
I will!
Sun Yuan took Fang Che down from the other side of the mountain, and they both headed back to the Fang Family.
Fang Che remained silent most of the way.
Finally, he asked, "Master, at what level of cultivation are the Sect Hierarch and the Great High Priest?"
Sun Yuan gave a wry smile, "You can ask me, but never ask anyone else, it's taboo! Even I can only tell you they are much higher than me."
Fang Che nodded, "I understand."
"You actually performed quite well today."
Sun Yuan knew Fang Che was feeling despondent, so he tried to console him, "The Sect Hierarch is actually very pleased with you, otherwise, he wouldn't have instructed you or given you the name 'Yemo.'"
"Oh?"
"Was this the first time you saw someone being killed?"
Sun Yuan smiled, saying, "To witness such slaughter and remain unfazed on your first encounter is already very satisfactory. After all, you're only seventeen and have never experienced any Jianghu fighting."
"Such temperament is already cruel enough."
"Many who went through the indoctrination for the first time, some vomited, some fainted, some went mad from fright. There were also those who drew their swords wanting to fight us to the death... heh heh..."
"That's why the Sect Hierarch is very satisfied with your performance."
Sun Yuan was clearly very pleased.
Fang Che said, "Those who wanted to fight to the death on the spot, how were they dealt with?"
"There was no need for handling, because soon, they would become just like the Sect Hierarch."
Sun Yuan hinted meaningfully, "They all soon realized the truth that the lives of all the people in the world put together are not as important as their own life."
Fang Che suddenly felt nauseous.
Truth?
"Poisonous enough, cool enough, a good seedling for the Yixin Sect!" Sun Yuan laughed heartily.
Fang Che also smiled, seemingly having fully recovered his mood.
But his heart only felt absurd.
The bloodshed and mountains of corpses I've experienced in my past life, even more than you have.
What's wrong with being a bit more composed?
Being seen as cruel?
This understanding, indeed... excellent for my long-term infiltration!
The two continued on the road towards the Fang Family.
Sun Yuan was already considering finding an excuse to leave.
After all, there was nothing left to teach and he had even obtained quite a few cultivation techniques, which were enough for his disciple to practice.
Sun Yuan felt that now was the time to leave, go out to find some Heavenly Treasures, and then return in about ten days or half a month to check on his disciple's progress.
No, not progress, but rather, his pace.
While Fang Che was filled with anger, not wanting to see the people from the Yixin Sect any further, hoping they would leave quickly, never to be seen before him.
Seeing them makes him want to kill them, but alas, he isn't yet capable.
How suffocating!
Might as well leave.
Just as the master and disciple were each harboring their own schemes...
Suddenly.
Bang...
A cry of agony.
From the nearby brothel, a small figure fell out of the air, crashing harshly in front of Fang Che.
With a gasp, she spouted a mouthful of fresh blood.
It was a young girl, bleeding from all orifices, having fallen from the building and landing near Fang Che, unconscious without a sound.
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[Please recommend a ticket at midnight]