Monarch Night

Without waiting for Fang Che to react, Dong Changfeng burst into laughter and turned to leave.

Fang Che's heart stirred.

Watching Dong Changfeng's towering figure disappear, he turned and fixed his gaze on the cave entrance.

A vague feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

Dong Changfeng was one of the few great martial arts experts in the world. Since he said so, there must be a reason.

...

The distant Dong Changfeng's face revealed a contented smile.

Today's gains were immense.

This young fellow wasn't boasting; it truly was a perfect spear form.

When I return, I must practice well. Once it's fully integrated into my Jinshe Spear, my strength will surely advance significantly.

Moreover, the spear intent sharp formation will surely progress further.

But today's greatest benefit was not these spear forms.

It was this person.

Fang Che!

Dong Changfeng's heart was at ease.

A young man willing to selflessly demonstrate a perfect spear form.

Such magnanimity and disposition, such talent and aptitude.

Dong Changfeng, whose heart had withered almost to the point of exhaustion, suddenly felt vibrant vitality and infinite hope.

He initially thought that his greatest hope this time coming down from the mountain was to perish together with a formidable enemy in the next battle. Because there was no way forward for him, but there was for others.

If there was another inevitable battle, then he would rush forward, leaving hope for others.

But he never expected to see hope for advancement today.

A strong sense of responsibility suddenly rose in his heart again.

"Since there is a way forward, no matter what, I must battle for a few more years."

"The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and heroes abound. These old bones of mine must continue to protect the path for them for several more years."

Dong Changfeng walked in the night breeze, feeling the spring wind blowing over his withered heart, as a little bit of vitality began to sprout.

"Just at the Peak Martial Marquis... too weak, too weak... grow faster."

He walked back with great spirit, a sincere smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "I hope you can truly comprehend the spear intent heritage of the Wujin Spear Demon..."

When Fang Che launched that spear and was able to trigger the spear intent of the cave, Dong Changfeng immediately knew that the heritage of the Wujin Spear Demon had found its owner.

In that spear, Fang Che did not hold back, his form was relaxed, and he displayed his full effort.

Dong Changfeng had completely grasped it.

It would only take a few days of refinement for him to perform that spear himself.

But Dong Changfeng resolutely returned immediately.

That wasn't mine.

Even if I understood it, I could never be a match for Duan Xiyang in this life.

But if Fang Che can comprehend it now, he will inevitably surpass Duan Xiyang in the future!

This opportunity belongs to Fang Che. I can't take it!

To learn someone's spear technique and then seize their opportunity is something Dong Changfeng could never do.

Moreover, he knew that if he really did seize it, his spear heart would be tainted, his Dao heart clouded, and he would lose the righteous and upright spear intent.

Not a good thing.

So...

"I'll go only after that kid has comprehended it all."

Dong Changfeng thought happily.

Then he thought of something and stopped immediately.

"No, he is practicing in the open wilds, and it would be terrible if someone disturbed him. I won't go, but I also can't let others disturb him!"

So he turned back and returned, supervising from several miles away, forbidding passage through this path.

...

Fang Che didn't know Dong Changfeng had returned.

He was continuously experimenting, trying various basic spear formations, launching spear intent with full force one spear at a time, attempting to resonate with the spear intent at the cave entrance.

However, after experimenting once, he suddenly found that only the form launched into the air could resonate.

Moreover, that formation required a certain height and angle.

But there was a strict condition: gather all his cultivation, thrust with full force, unify his spirit, energy, and essence, and release the spear intent with a sharp formation.

Only then could it resonate.

Fang Che began to experiment continuously.

Using the divine attribute metal, which had somewhat of a spear taste, forged by the little elf, he kept leaping in the air alone here.

Launching spears.

Launching spears over and over again.

But this operation was really too exhausting; every spear was an all-out effort, and after three spears, he was drenched in sweat.

Although the spear intent resonated, it was far less intense than the resonance when he performed it in front of Dong Changfeng.

So he activated the Bingche Spirit Platform, urged the Infinite Scripture, his Divine Sense in a state of clarity, leaped into the air, and thrust a spear!

Clang!

The cave entrance emitted a clear spear hum, a section of spear intent flew out, met the spear intent emitted by Fang Che, and then quickly returned.

But this spear had exhausted Fang Che.

He landed on the ground, quickly absorbed Spiritual Energy using the Infinite Scripture, took out the Divine Crystal given by the Yin Shen Palace, and quickly absorbed it to recover. Spiritual Power was once again fully accumulated, and he launched another spear.

Three spears every 15 minutes.

This speed was extremely slow.

But Fang Che did not rest at all, continuing to practice like this.

He clearly recognized that this was his massive opportunity!

Four hours later.

The spear intent at the cave entrance was already very sharp and very obvious, more than doubling compared to the day before.

Four hours, seventy-two spears!

Fang Che was already tired to a certain extent, although the Infinite Scripture continuously replenished Spiritual Energy, he still felt like his big tendons were about to tear.

So he sheathed the spear and returned.

When sheathing the spear, he suddenly discovered... this spear seemed a bit sharper than when he first took it out?

But very subtly.

Upon storing it in the Divine Sense Space, the little elf immediately emerged from the spear, collapsed into the Sea of Divine Consciousness, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was obvious that the little fellow was utterly exhausted today.

Because while cooperating with the spear form, it was also modifying the divine attribute metal according to Fang Che's intentions.