Chapter 1658 - 27: Fang Che and Yan Beihan

Chapter 1658: Chapter 27: Fang Che and Yan Beihan

Yan Beihan felt stifled.

But soon he wasn’t stifled anymore, and even smiled with raised brows.

Hmph, this fool doesn’t know I’ve already seen through him. He still thinks his disguise here is seamless...

This is quite enjoyable. A kind of ’playing the fool’ pleasure.

Fang Che! Mr. Fang! Captain Fang!

Do you know that Yan Beihan has seen through you long ago? Watching you pretend and debate in front of me every time is truly amusing.

I, who have already seen through the cards, am merely cooperating with your act.

"Goose, goose, goose..."

Yan Beihan secretly laughed out loud in the air, making strange noises.

Then quietly awaited Fang Che’s response.

Yan Beihan sending me Protective Treasure Clothes and cultivation resources?

Fang Che’s eyes suddenly lit up.

This is exactly what he urgently needed.

He originally had a few pieces of protective treasure clothes, but the one given by Chen Yin was sliced into fragments by the Heavenly King Flute. Then, the two pieces from the Guardian Southeast Headquarters were already destroyed by Star Lord Jiesha.

Although he still has one piece on him now, its quality is far inferior to the three destroyed ones.

Having experienced two life-and-death tribulations, Fang Che increasingly realizes the importance of protective treasure clothes.

This can’t be missed.

After some calculations.

He said, "I’m roughly fifteen thousand miles deep..."

Actually, he’s already more than twenty thousand miles away, but the canyon with the Earth Vein Spirit Vein shouldn’t be known to Yan Beihan.

He couldn’t manage it, but someone like Yan Beihan, a noble, is certainly carrying means he can’t understand. So it’s not that Yan Beihan might not manage it.

If Yan Beihan takes all these Nine Dragon Earth Vein Fruits...

It would be catastrophic for the guardian.

Thus, Fang Che left an eight thousand-mile safety distance.

Fifteen thousand miles deep? That means from the entrance, a straight distance of fifteen thousand miles.

This guy really can run, truly afraid of dying.

Yan Beihan rolled his eyes: "Wait for me there!"

"Alrighty!"

Yan Beihan soared into the sky, transforming into a sword light.

At this moment, the speed almost surpassed Yan Beihan’s own ultimate speed, with a feeling of urgency in his heart.

A kind of yearning, an inexplicable sweet feeling.

The high-altitude clouds brushing against his face seemed to be a gentle caress.

Fast as a stream of light.

And Fang Che had already emerged from the cave, concealing his aura, silently soaring into the sky like a puff of cyan smoke, and similarly unleashing his ultimate speed.

Rushing toward the roughly agreed distance!

Also at ultimate speed.

Because Yan Beihan’s cultivation is higher than his and his speed faster, he might arrive earlier. What if he exceeds the safety distance?

So Fang Che must be swift, reaching the designated location ahead of Yan Beihan.

He was confident.

His distance is half of Yan Beihan’s. He could definitely accomplish it.

Fang Che flew rapidly along the mountain and forest like a fleeting glow.

This was truly a journey made by both sides.

If the sky turned into a mirror, one could see two lines of light flying wildly toward each other. And the distance between them... grew increasingly shorter.

But one line of light was much faster than the other.

Fang Che had only traveled over seven thousand miles when he saw a distant sky sword light, moving as swiftly as lightning.

"This girl has improved her cultivation again? So fast!"

Fang Che was taken aback.

For Yan Beihan’s speed was almost double his own.

A distance of double, he’d arrive as soon as she did. Just how... profound is such cultivation.

Though her family background is good, she has ample resources.

Fang Che felt a touch of jealousy.

Hastily soaring skyward, sword light gleaming.

Signaling to Yan Beihan: I’m here, don’t fly any further.

In the high skies, drifting clouds... well, the light in the sky immediately halted.

Then it charged downwards with thunderous speed.

Fang Che only felt the gust blowing his hair furiously backward, even his beard trembling, and cheek flesh wobbling ’tu-tu-tu’.

Luckily his lips were tightly closed.

Otherwise, the gust brought by Yan Beihan’s speeding approach might produce an ’oh-oh-oh’ sound...

Whoosh.

Yan Beihan arrived in front of Fang Che.

The fierce gust wrinkled Fang Che’s brows and eyelids.

Watching Yan Beihan couldn’t help but laugh.

Her jade hand pressed Fang Che’s shoulder: "Go down!"

Whish!

The two descended to the ground.

In a patch of soft grass, surrounded by blooming flowers, rustling woods, and a side filled with clusters of purple bamboo, swaying in the wind.

Yan Beihan smiled contentedly: "Yemo, the place you found here is quite good, with a poetic vibe. Seems your aesthetic isn’t bad."

Fang Che looked bewildered.

Such scenery is common in this world, no? Why is it... a good environment?

Poetic? Where?

Moreover, isn’t it you who found this place...

Yan Beihan glanced at Fang Che’s current appearance, frowning: "Yemo, I’m not saying, but why do you always appear so sloppy? Look at your hair, beard, can’t you tidy up?"

Fang Che scratched his head, chuckling sheepishly: "This subordinate is ugly, hehe, there’s nothing much to groom appearance-wise. Dressing up wouldn’t surpass others’ handsomeness... So, I just go with the flow."

"Hehe..."

Yan Beihan let out a light laugh, casually saying: "Indeed, not very good-looking."

Fang Che snorted inwardly.

But then, Yan Beihan said lightly: "But remember, during the last Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan, I asked what your true appearance was like... Do you remember what you said?"