Chapter 1672 - 30: Yan Beihan’s Wild Joy

Chapter 1672: Chapter 30: Yan Beihan’s Wild Joy

Fang Che said: "It’s just that if you want to protect this little thing, Mr. Yan might have to leave this Gu God World sooner. If those Purple Lightning Birds find it... a fierce battle is inevitable."

Yan Beihan calculated the time and said: "Four days and nights have already passed, so it’s almost time. After dawn, I must return to join them, and then prepare to leave. So there should be no problem with the time."

Fang Che smiled and said: "Yes, after Mr. Yan leaves, it might take a few days before true life-and-death combat begins in here."

Yan Beihan felt the temperature of the little Purple Lightning Bird in his palm and said softly: "Then you must remember my words, don’t be reckless. I... I’m still waiting for you to give me advice in the future."

Fang Che said: "Of course, I will be cautious."

Yan Beihan hesitated, then said: "Actually, being the champion of the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan is meaningless. Over the years, few champions have truly stood out and entered the higher levels..."

"On the contrary, those ranked in the middle have developed quite well."

Yan Beihan hinted at something.

Fang Che, of course, understood.

After a moment of silence, he said: "I will remember Mr. Yan’s words."

Yan Beihan pulled up her knees, her eyes shining in the dark, and said: "This trip inside has been really good."

Fang Che silently laughed.

Although, considering it from a certain perspective, the reason Fang Che insisted on catching a young Purple Lightning Bird was to use it to send Yan Beihan out as soon as possible.

Because with Yan Beihan and others here, he couldn’t truly let go.

However, on this night before farewell, he felt a bit emotional.

Yan Beihan adjusted her breathing.

Controlled her heartbeat.

Slowly practiced Divine Skill.

Softly said: "At dawn, I will be leaving. Yemo, take care."

Then her breath suddenly turned into a mist.

Giving Fang Che a clear feeling: though Yan Beihan was right in front, in terms of sensation, her aura felt unreachable.

As if the distance between them had suddenly become a chasm.

Fang Che felt no waves in his heart.

This should always have been the case.

No matter how much Yan Beihan appreciates Yemo, Yemo is still a subordinate.

A sense of distance is necessary. These past two days of mutual exchanges have brought them closer, so now Yan Beihan’s aura clearly hints at distance.

Fang Che silently moved his body a bit towards the cave entrance.

Yan Beihan closed her eyes and practiced, her aura distant and indifferent; this was intentional.

The identity of Yemo has not been disclosed to her.

Therefore, Yan Beihan would absolutely not let him feel that she’s seen through it.

This sense of distance is essential.

I can get close to Fang Che; he wouldn’t suspect anything, but I can’t get too close to Yemo.

Such hints are sufficient already.

Yan Beihan certainly wouldn’t admit that she found this game of hide-and-seek interesting, and it gave a kind of ’you think I’m a fool, but actually you’re the fool’ pleasure."

She justified it by saying: Yemo’s identity is important, everyone doesn’t want me to know, there must be a reason for that. Exposing it could lead to major changes...

And I have to follow the rules set by my grandfather, so I must pretend not to know.

Yan Beihan, regardless of the overt or covert reasons, was justified. Moreover, the feeling of ’outsmarting Fang Che, and him being completely at a disadvantage’ kept her amused.

The night’s duration passed by quickly.

The morning mist drifted lightly.

The entire forest seemed like a fairyland.

Dew drops dripped, green grass exhaled.

Life burgeoned, seemingly pregnant with the universe’s cycle of yin and yang reincarnation.

Standing in front of the cave, gazing upon this mesmerizing scene, savoring the silence one would hesitate to break.

Yan Beihan was entranced: "It’s so beautiful."

"Indeed, very beautiful."

Fang Che said blandly: "It’s a pity it’s about to be shattered by boundless bloodshed and battles."

This statement was incredibly mood-killing.

Yan Beihan rolled her eyes, wanting to say a few things but feeling reluctant as he had just gifted her many good things...

Annoyed, she said: "You people... when will you have a bit of elegance in you?"

"What use is elegance, it can’t kill anyone."

Fang Che stroked his sword and said: "Mr. Yan, a man’s honor is still in the direct use of swords."

"Ha ha..."

Yan Beihan smiled sarcastically.

"Take a walk with me."

The two walked through the valley, their feet rustling against the dewy grass. Yan Beihan’s expression was somewhat wistful and said: "Yemo, do you know, I actually don’t want to kill anyone."

"Hmm?"

Fang Che turned his head unexpectedly to look at her.

"I don’t want to vie for power, but I must. I don’t want to engage in plots, but I have to. I don’t want to kill, but I must."

Yan Beihan said softly: "I even have great respect and genuine fondness for Guardians like Dongfang Strategist and Lord Xue. But if I get the chance, I must kill them."

"I’ve always yearned for a peaceful life without strife, to live stably, quietly watch flowers blossom and fall, and smile at the clouds rolling by. But such days will never be attainable for me."

"Perhaps you don’t understand, but these are my heartfelt words."

Yan Beihan’s lips curled into a bitter smile.

Fang Che quietly listened, also hearing the rustling footsteps beneath them, hearing the grass they had trampled that slowly stood up again behind them as they passed.