Lord of the Night

Jingshen Palace.

Three big words are shining brightly right before your eyes.

Fang Che stood on the steps, looked up, and stared at these three words in a daze.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of his master, Yinshen Gong. Suddenly, his heart was in turmoil and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

In the past, every time I came to Yinshen Palace, I should have stood here and looked up at these three words like I am doing now.

Jingshen Palace.

There is only one character difference between his name and Master's.

Fang Che thought silently.

Every time the master came from thousands of miles away to the headquarters and to the Jingshen Palace, he would kowtow while looking at these three words. He dreamed of going in to pay homage to the ancestor, but he had never been allowed to go in.

What was he thinking at that time?

What would he think?

This is the most supreme place of his sect.

Master has never entered there in his life.

Every time I come here, I am faced with these three words.

Thinking of this, Fang Che suddenly felt a faint pain in his heart.

"Master, I also came to Jingshen Palace today."

Fang Che said silently in his heart.

"I am standing here where you have stood countless times, feeling your feelings and imagining how you felt when you stood here."

“Thinking about your life, too.”

"Alone and helpless, in the bloody world, helpless, facing a thousand difficulties and obstacles, fighting for life and death. Being at the bottom of society, looking at the master's door from afar, the master's door is huge, there is no way to get in, being looked down upon, being despised, bending over and smiling, giving gifts with both hands; to the end of one's rope, to the end of one's rope. But when something happens, you are still isolated and helpless, gritting your teeth and holding on. When you are forced into a desperate situation and kowtow in front of the master's door but get no response, what are you thinking about?"

"You haven't even thought about being transferred to the headquarters, have you? Or is your greatest wish just for someone here to look at you? To say a word for you?"

"Not asking for promotion, not asking for reward, just asking for a sense of dependence in my heart?"

"But you didn't get it in the end, did you?"

"After thousands of years of giving gifts, all you got was Ren Zhongyuan plotting against you to become the leader. Didn't anyone tell anyone who received your countless gifts?"

Fang Che stared at the three words "Jingshen Palace", which were magnificent and majestic.

Like a god, high above, looking down on the world and the ants with indifference.

The blinding golden light seemed to suddenly hurt his heart.

Fang Che's eyes turned a little red at this moment.

"Master, don't worry. I will help you get back all the gifts you gave me and the kowtows you made over the years!"

The appearance of Yin Shen Gong seemed to appear before his eyes again, wearing the leader's robe, a golden crown on his head, and a blood spirit sword at his waist.

The voice and appearance remained the same, looking at him with satisfaction, and whispered, "Okay, okay, okay!"

"I have a Night Demon!"

Yin Shen Gong said with pride and satisfaction: "Even though I have nothing, I have my apprentice and I have Night Demon! I, Yin Shen Gong, have worked hard all my life and achieved little, but I can pave a path to heaven for my apprentice."

"I have a Night Demon!"

Fang Che just felt as if his throat was blocked by something.

He whispered, "Yes Master, you have the Night Demon!"

His lips trembled slightly.

Take a deep breath.

Then he slowly walked forward a few steps.

Walked in front of the guard of Jingshen Palace.

"Who? What's going on?!"

The guard's voice was like the clanging of metal, cold and hard, looking down on others without any emotion.

"Please inform me!"

Fang Che took a deep breath and spoke with eloquence.

"Southeast headquarters! Leader of the One Heart Sect! Disciple of the Seal Palace! Leader of the Night Demon Sect! Night Demon! Come here today to pay homage to the ancestor!!"

The two guards looked at each other and immediately smiled politely: "It turns out to be the Night Demon Cult Leader, wait a moment."

Then one of them turned around and went in to report.

The other person stood in the distance and continued to guard.

But somehow, I quietly straightened my back and stood up straighter.

He vaguely felt that the visit of the Night Demon Cult Leader this time seemed... a little different.

Fang Che straightened up and stood in front of the door.

The back is like a sword, straight and unbending.

He could have tried a different way, a less intense way, to pay his respects to Bai Jing.

This will make his own development, and even his mission as an undercover guardian, smoother and more beneficial.

But, even Fang Che himself didn't understand it. When he stood here, he suddenly couldn't control his emotions.

Instinctively, he chose the way that would bring honor to Yinshen Palace and vent his anger the most.

Reported my name!

Yi Xin Cult! Cult leader! Yin Shen Gong! Disciple! Night Demon!

Although he is the leader of a cult, although he has a different stance, although I am an undercover agent, although although... there are countless althoughs!

but!

Today I am here to fight for you!

Wrong!

Today I am here to fight for you, Master! To get back my pride!

When he did this, the face of Yin Lao Mo seemed to appear in front of him again, lecturing him with a mixture of reproach and satisfaction: "Don't let your emotions get in your way! Don't let your emotions get in your way! How many times have I told you! Why won't you change!"

Fang Che stood upright.

Facing the face of the Yin Shen Gong in the void, he said silently in his heart: "Master, I have never been emotional for you! But this time I couldn't help it!"

"I must be emotional for you!"

"You deserve it!"

“Although, the stance is different.”

…

In the Jingshen Palace.

Bai Jing was sitting cross-legged on the throne.

There were two people sitting in the guest seats in front of him, Sun Wutan and Duan Xiyang.

Fang Che's voice, with determination and indignation, suddenly sounded.

The two of them heard it all.

Sun Wutan sighed softly.

Duan Xiyang opened his eyes and said calmly: "You lose!"

Then the bone portal rose quietly, Duan Xiyang stepped into it, and disappeared.

Sun Wutian sighed softly and said, "Yes, I lost."

But there was a hint of relief on his face.

There was a hint of confusion on Bai Jing's calm and indifferent face.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Xuan Yemo, I'll come to see you at the Ancestral Hall!"

Ancestral Hall.

It is the most solemn and supreme place in Jingshen Palace.

Then he said coldly: "Old Sun, you also want to stay here to accompany the audience?"

Sun Wutian snorted and said, "You old thing got a bargain!"

His body flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Bai exclaimed in amazement, raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and finally changed out of his deputy chief leader robe and put on a white robe.

The snow-white robes of the disciples of Jingshen Palace.

At the door.

"Master Ye Mo, the Grandmaster wants you to meet him in the Ancestral Hall!"

"Thank you for your grace, Master."

Fang Che straightened his body and stepped into the Jingshen Palace.

One of the guards took him all the way to the Ancestral Hall.

Countless white-robed disciples flew in from the air and lined up in front of the Ancestral Hall.

Countless people are confused in their hearts.

The sword formation for the Jingshen Palace's memorial ceremony hasn't been set up for two thousand years. Why are they setting up the sword formation again today?

Many young disciples don't even know how to set up this sword formation.

So the people who came this time are all elderly people who know the rules.

In front of the Jingshen Palace.

Three steps for one person, five steps for one turn, nine steps for one formation.

The white clothes are like snow, and the long sword is like silver.

Logically, this sacrificial sword formation would require three thousand people to extend all the way to the ancestral spirit, but currently there are only nine hundred older disciples who know the rules and are still in Jingshen Palace.

So I had to improvise and keep my distance.

But the sword formation was still meticulous.

Solemn and dignified.

Fang Che came along the way and entered the sword formation.

Wherever he passed, the long sword was unsheathed, making a clanging sound.

Every time they passed a place, incense and candles would be lit at the point where the two swords crossed one step ahead.

For a moment, the sword energy from the Jingshen Palace soared into the sky.

Fang Che strode forward.

Like a dragon traveling across the world, like a tiger patrolling the mountains and forests.

Go straight into the ancestral hall.

He even felt that at this moment, Yinshen Palace was right beside him, accompanying him all the way forward! Entering this place he had always dreamed of!

At the entrance of the Ancestral Hall.

In the palace.

Eighteen white-robed disciples, nine on each side, stood with swords in hand.

Incense and candles are lit.

Bai Jing was dressed in white, sitting at the top. In front of him was a row of memorial tablets.

A disciple in white appeared and shouted, "Disciple of Yinshen Palace, the Night Demon pays homage!"

"I am a disciple of the southeastern Jingshen Palace, a disciple of the Yinshen Palace, and Night Demon! I am honored to come to the Jingshen Palace in this life to pay homage to the ancestor. Night Demon, I pay homage to the ancestor!"

Fang Che knelt down on one knee solemnly, and then the disciple in white lit a censer and handed it to him.

Fang Che took it with both hands.

Holding a long incense stick with curling green smoke, he circled in front of his body and raised it high above his head.

The disciple in white took it and inserted it into the incense burner.

Fang Che then knelt down on his knees and kowtowed.

After some etiquette,

Fang Che knelt down and said, "Disciple Ye Mo, on behalf of Master Yin Shen Palace, kowtows to Grandmaster Bai! I wish Grandmaster eternal life and a long life! May he rule the world and dominate the martial arts world forever!"

In the air filled with incense and candles, Bai Jing's gaunt face loomed, and he said calmly, "Get up."

"Thank you, Grandmaster. Today I am paying homage to you and fulfilling your lifelong wish. I am extremely terrified and embarrassed for being disrespectful."

"The master has received your kindness."

Bai Jing said calmly: "Ye Mo, you are very good. It is a great honor for Yinshen Palace to have a disciple like you in this life."

Fang Che said: "Thank you for your praise, Grandmaster."

"Light the incense."

Fang Che took another incense burner, lit it with the flame of his true spirit, and inserted it into the incense burner.

Step back and salute.

The master of ceremonies, the disciple in white, shouted, "The ceremony is over! Ye Mo, a disciple of Yinshen Palace, bows to the ancestors and wishes for more blessings and longevity!"

The eighteen men on both sides raised their swords at the same time, and then sheathed them in unison with a clang.

A chill arose, and suddenly heavy snow fell outside. This was because the icy spiritual energy of the disciples of the Jingshen Palace was activated at the same time, and on that day of early autumn, the energy condensed into snow.

Outside the hall, it was all silvery white.

After the heavy snow covered the ground outside the temple.

Bai Jing nodded slowly, stood up from the throne, stood with his hands behind his back, and shouted, "Everyone, step down."

The white-robed disciples bowed their heads and agreed: "Yes! Grandmaster!"

Then they walked out of the Ancestral Hall one after another.

Before leaving, some people couldn't help but look up at the Night Demon in the hall.

A disciple of Yinshen Palace.

Some people know who Yinshen Palace is, but many people don't know at all.

After all, the status of the leader of a subordinate sect is too low.

But his disciple was able to ask the master to meet him in person, and he met him in the ancestral hall, and he set up a sacrificial sword formation that had not been used for two thousand years!

This suddenly made everyone look at Yinsheng Palace with new respect.

It even feels like a storm is about to come.

The Jingshen Palace is about to change?

There were only two people left in the ancestral hall.

White shock.

Fang Che.

Bai Jing slowly walked down from the throne, dressed in white as snow, and came in front of Fang Che.

This was the first time Fang Che faced Bai Jing alone.

I just felt a cold, desolate and indifferent atmosphere coming towards me.

Without even looking up, you can tell that the person in front of you has a heart of ice or a heart of stone.

"Night Demon, are you satisfied?"

Bai Jing's voice clearly seemed to be suppressing something.

"My disciple was impulsive today! I hope the master will punish me."

Fang Che admitted his mistake very straightforwardly.

"You know you were impulsive!"

Bai Jing looked at the Night Demon who was lowering his head in front of him, his eyes flashing with coldness.

Today, I was truly threatened by the Night Demon.

Bai Jing felt very unhappy.

"I have given you face. I have given you the explanation. I have given you the pomp. I have also fulfilled your master's wish for you."

Bai Jing said: "But if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation today, Ye Mo, you know the consequences."

"Yes. Disciple understands."

Fang Che lowered his head, took a deep breath, and said, "Disciple wants to raise his head to speak."

"lift!"

Bai Jing said calmly.

Fang Che raised his head and looked at Bai Jing's gaunt and cold face and his icy and ruthless eyes.

He said softly: "My disciple's master, Yinshen Palace, is currently dead."

"He is a disciple of Jingshen Palace, but he has never entered Jingshen Palace in his entire life."

"He was always working hard down there alone, suffering a lot."

"Every year, I send countless gifts to my fellow seniors at the headquarters. This gift-giving has been going on for more than a thousand years."

"He didn't even think about getting any super treatment, nor did he think about seeking any job benefits for himself. He just wanted to have a backer. When he encountered problems, he would have the strength to support him. That's all!"

"But no."

"He never waited his whole life."

"All these years of gifts are like being thrown into a bottomless pit."

"When his Yi Xin sect was in rebellion and the vice-chairman, Chang Zhongyuan, colluded with the upper echelons to overthrow the position of the sect leader, he didn't even get a glimpse of the exchange of interests among the upper echelons."

"Not to mention that there was a backer to support them, there wasn't even a reminder."

"He is a disciple of the Jingshen Palace, but it is better not to be one. Because of his identity as a disciple of the Jingshen Palace, he is restricted from relying on others."

"His greatest wish in life is to enter the Jingshen Palace, kowtow to the ancestor, and tell him about his grievances. Or maybe he doesn't need to tell, just kowtow is enough."

“But he never waited.”

"I, the disciple, will tell you what is in my heart and what I really feel when I face the Grandmaster. That is... before I came to Jingshen Palace, I had made up my mind not to think about Master's affairs and not to anger the Grandmaster. I will stay in Jingshen Palace in the most obedient manner and please the Grandmaster."

"Master's grievances, Master's injustices, Master's lifelong desires and resentments have nothing to do with disciples."

"Disciple should work hard to serve the master, do his own thing well, and look forward to his own future."

Fang Che said calmly and seriously: "This is what I planned from the beginning."

“But when the disciple stood in front of the Jingshen Palace and saw the three words Jingshen Palace…”

Fang Che stared into Bai Jing's eyes without blinking, and said seriously: "...Disciple couldn't help it! It was an unknown emotion that suddenly burst out from my heart."

"Let the disciple do the most irrational thing, but the thing that will best help the disciple's deceased master to feel relieved."

"Master single-handedly pulled me out of the bottom of the human world, nurtured me, and taught me. Grandmaster, I admit that Master's initial training was for a purpose, which was to train me to be a fighter."

"But later on, the master became more and more sincere. Until the end, he used his own life to pave a bright future for his disciple."

"So today, I couldn't hold back."

"I feel that if I don't do this today, I will be sorry to Master's spirit in heaven!"

"I am Ye Mo, the disciple who teaches the righteous teachings. However, my master's kindness is as deep as the sea, and I must repay him. I cannot help but express my master's lifelong regrets and resentments!"

"These are my reasons, my disciple."

Fang Che finished speaking and lowered his head again: “Please punish me, Master.”

Bai Jing's expression remained unchanged.

Even when he heard Ye Mo talking about the time when his emotions were the strongest, there was no change at all, and his eyes were as cold as before.

It was as if his heart was always wrapped in black ice, and any human warmth had nothing to do with him.

Fang Che didn't expect to impress him with his emotions, he was just stating his reasons.

If you accept it, you accept it. If you punish it, you punish it.

Anyway, I was impulsive today. No matter whether it was the undercover Fang Che or the only Night Demon, I was impulsive today.

But Fang Che didn't have any regrets in his heart.

As for Master Yinshen Gong, no matter how many sins he had committed in the past, Fang Che believed that his feelings and dedication towards him were worth his impulse today!

Otherwise, the thoughts in your mind will not be clear!

Bai Jing looked at him coldly and said calmly, "Follow me."

He put his hands behind his back and walked out slowly.

When they got outside the Ancestral Hall, he pointed to a newly isolated palace and said, "Your future trial hall will be here. This single palace is large enough for you to detain 5,000 people at a time."

"If there are too many people to be arrested, we will separate another area for you."

Bai Jing's voice was cold and straightforward.

"Yes, thank you, Master."

"One hundred people from the Law Enforcement Department came to report, but I sent them back and told them to come back tomorrow."

Bai Jing walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"I've heard your reasons." Bai Jing said indifferently, "Normally speaking, the reasons are legitimate. That's how love works."

"But in my case, it is not proper."

"I have always only looked at one thing, value. In simple terms, useful or useless. I understand your feelings for your master, but my understanding does not mean that I accept your worldly and pedantic feelings."

Bai Jing walked forward step by step without haste.

He said indifferently: "You can call me cold-blooded and inhuman in your heart. But if you speak out loud, you will die."

"It's true that Yinshen Palace treats you well. If you are grateful for it, I won't punish you, but I won't praise you either. Don't think that your loyalty and righteousness are advantages in my eyes, and that I will praise you... That's impossible."

"In my eyes, people like you are just stupid. But fortunately, you have good talent, which covers up this shortcoming of yours. Otherwise, you will be like Yinshen Palace, and you won't even be able to enter this door."

“I always start from reality.”

"It's practical, useful, and valuable. It's trash, worthless, and you don't need to care about it. That's a very clear dividing line."

Bai Jing said indifferently: "Night Demon."

"The disciple is here."

"Do you know who I am? What is my status?"

Bai Jing asked.

"The founder is the founder of Jingshen Palace and the deputy chief leader of our orthodox sect."

"good."

Bai Jing said calmly: "Your master is Yinshen Palace. Even if I support him, give him resources, and back him up, then his highest achievement, let go of all your imagination, and give him the most tolerant environment, what level and what official position can he achieve?"

"this……"

Fang Che thought for a moment and said, "A deputy position in a certain department of the headquarters. He has the cultivation level of a Saint Emperor."

Bai Jing asked, "What's the use of that?"

Fang Che was silent.

"If you were me, would you be his backer, seek official positions for him, escort him all the way, and provide him with all kinds of resources?"

Fang Che groaned and said, "It's only right to show some care."

Bai Jing sneered and said, "Then guess again, how many people like this are there under my command? Take care of them a little? Night Demon, the ancestor will teach you the first sentence today."

"This sentence only has three words: The Superior!"

"Will the emperor take special care of a seventh-rank county magistrate?"

"You and Yinshen Palace feel wronged, that's your fault. But if you look at the overall situation, let's not talk about the Bai family, let's look at the entire Jingshen Palace...how many people are waiting to be taken care of?"

"You feel wronged, so what? To put it bluntly, if you, Night Demon, had not caught my eye, even if Yinshen Palace died ten thousand times, I would not even remember his name!"

Fang Che was silent.

Bai Jing's words sounded heartless, but Fang Che knew that the reality was even more heartless than Bai Jing said.

This is the reality!

No matter any society, no matter any world!

Bai Jing's slow steps suddenly stopped, he turned to look at Fang Che's face, and said calmly: "I might as well tell you that I am the direct descendant of the Bai family, I didn't take care of my own sons and grandsons back then... so why should Yinshen Palace...?"

Fang Che said calmly: "But the entire Solemnity Church knows that their surname is Bai. That is the greatest care you can give them!"

There was a hint of astonishment clearly revealed in Bai Jing's cold, ruthless, indifferent eyes.

Then he turned to deep thought.

He actually nodded and said, "That's right."

Then he said, "Sure enough, the Bai family still benefited from this."

Fang Che sighed and said, "But my master can't compare to this."

Bai Jing said calmly: "You can actually understand what I mean when I say this to you."

"The disciple is terrified."

Bai Jing sighed softly: "But I also admit that I, as a patriarch, am a little heartless, which is not very fair to the people below."

Then he whispered, "I have admitted it nine thousand years ago."

"But until now, I haven't changed it. In the future... I don't plan to change it either."

“There are too many people in Jingshen Palace, just like me.”

"Night Demon."

Bai Jing said quietly: "Being unfeeling is not a good thing; you are not a good person; but if you have no value, the whole world will be unfeeling to you."

"You'll have to get used to it in the future."

"You are here to make up for the regrets of Yinshen Palace. But if you have regrets, there may not be anyone to make up for them for you."

When Bai Jing said this, he raised his hand slightly to stop Fang Che from replying.

"Night Demon, you have not received enough education in reality. Maybe you will understand in the future, or maybe you will become like me. But this ancestor also gives you a blessing today."

Bai Jing smiled, which was rare, although it was unnatural, and said, "I hope you are not hurt too badly."

"Thank you for your teachings, Master."

Fang Che bowed deeply.

He knew that the topic regarding the Yinshen Palace ended completely with this sentence.

If this is mentioned again in the future, Bai Jing will definitely not be as good-tempered as he is today.

But Fang Che felt relieved in his heart.

Because Bai Jing said it very clearly: I am such a realistic person. What kind of relationship can you have with a realistic person like me?

Don’t you think it’s redundant?

But Fang Che himself felt: Not redundant!

He asked in his heart: "Master, are you satisfied? How do you feel about this result?"

Fang Che seemed to be able to sense that Yin Shen Gong was in a good mood somewhere and looked at him with a smile.

My wish was finally fulfilled.

Regardless of whether the Grandmaster cares or not, you do know about the grievances that Yinshen Gong has suffered throughout his life.

The breath has already been let out.

Fang Che was right in front of Bai Jing, in front of the founder of Jingshen Palace and the deputy chief leader of the Weiwo Orthodox Sect.

A long, long sigh of relief.

"Disciple, I will teach you!"

"Disciple has no regrets!"

The first sentence was said to Bai Jing.

The latter sentence was addressed to Yinshen Palace.