Chapter 1673 - 30: Yan Beihan’s Ecstatic Joy

Chapter 1673: Chapter 30: Yan Beihan’s Ecstatic Joy

In a soft voice, "I understand. As the saying goes, one in Jianghu cannot choose their own path; it is as such."

"Perhaps some may not grasp, for Mr. Yan, being of noble lineage, has everything one might wish for; should he not be free from worries all his life? But I can only say those people are too naive."

"The complexity of Mr. Yan’s surroundings, and the agony of betraying his own Benxin nature, are yet heavy and repressive."

Fang Che looked into the distance, "But this is Jianghu, there’s nothing that can be done. Just like myself, having no choice but to march forward step by step over bones, I have no other option. If I don’t kill others, others will inevitably kill me. Mr. Yan, you are helpless in your decisions, just as I am."

"Everyone in Mortal World, every single deed, is essentially a continuous rebellion against their own will. Continuously rebelling until... death! Only then is liberation found."

Fang Che’s voice was filled with lament.

Yan Beihan murmured, "Everyone in Mortal World, every single deed, is essentially a continuous rebellion against their own will. Continuously rebelling until... death! Only then is liberation found."

Praised, "These words are profound, like a morning bell and evening drum."

She showed a trace of smile at the corner of her mouth, "No one wishes to go out to work, flatter others, do tasks, or force themselves, but we are always forcing ourselves."

"Mr. Yan, you think too much."

Fang Che said indifferently, "When you truly reach the high position, you can stop rebelling against yourself, do what you wish, and cease what you don’t wish."

"Yet, such a status... requires surpassing everyone, like achieving the position of Sect Leader. Then it can be. Fate suppresses me, I fight against the gods! If people force me, I will eradicate the Mortal World!"

Fang Che’s voice revealed a hint of longing, "Thus, to not waste this life, and not betray the struggles throughout!"

Yan Beihan’s face showed an inexplicable smile, saying, "Do you really believe, once you achieve the status of Sect Leader, there will be no troubles left? That you can truly do as you please?"

"At least compared to... the vast majority in this world, you will be much freer."

Fang Che quietly said.

"Since that’s the case, let’s make our efforts toward that direction first."

Yan Beihan laughed.

For she saw the glow cast by the horizon.

It was the sunrise, just beginning to show its edge.

A trace of reluctance flashed deep in Yan Beihan’s eyes.

"Yemo, I am going."

"Mr. Yan, may you have a smooth journey and take good care. Until we meet again in Jianghu, I shall celebrate your remarkable success, Mr. Yan."

"If that day comes, Yemo, you will be my valued guest, second only to me."

Yan Beihan said softly.

"I dare not presume."

Fang Che smiled bitterly.

Even if that day comes, he truly dares not take the position beneath that one man. Yan Beihan has too many disciples in the Main Sect, if he were to sit there, he’d likely meet a gruesome end by the next day.

Yan Beihan laughed heartily without giving guarantees yet resolved silently in his heart!

"Yemo! Remember my words, do not act impulsively."

Yan Beihan rose into the air, standing on nothing, her garments fluttering gracefully, the scent enveloping.

With a twist of her body, her beautiful figure floated away like the Immortal Lingbo.

The body moved with ease, seemingly without any attachment.

The voice floated down from the air.

"Next time we meet, I will give you an unexpected surprise."

High above, the clouds concealed, Yan Beihan glanced back amidst the clouds.

Eyes showing reluctance.

And tenderness.

Also mischievous playfulness.

Silently speaking in her heart.

"Next time we meet, I’ll scare you to death!"