Dawnless Sovereign-Chapter 95: Attacked

Fang Che immediately went back home to rest. He still had to work the next day.

He was feeling utterly exhausted, having to kill demonic church members during the day and educate them at night!

I wonder if Xue Fuxiao was pleased with what he saw...

***

Xue Fuxiao was chortling with mirth all the way back to the Guardian headquarters.

He was already struggling to contain his amusement at the sight of Fang Che doing whatever he pleased in his branch helm, and he almost felt sorry for the demonic church members that had been trained to resemble obedient little puppies.

His amusement was further exacerbated by the absurd notion of a bunch of demonic church members taking a test on the contents of the legal code, and the vow that they collectively swore was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Thankfully, only a very faint sound escaped through his lips before he instantly moved himself dozens of kilometers away, and the more he thought about it on the way back, the more amused he became.

Tears were streaming down his face, such was his mirth, and upon his return to the Guardian headquarters, he immediately stormed into Dongfang Sansan's office, still completely unable to suppress his laughter.

"Guess what I saw today, Sansan!"

Dongfang Sansan's brows were tightly furrowed as he watched Xue Fuxiao laugh his head off, and he continued to laugh, even in the face of Dongfang Sansan's disapproving gaze.

Dongfang Sansan raised a hand to his own forehead as he sat back in his chair in exasperation.

He would just have to wait for Xue Fuxiao to finish laughing.

I'm so exhausted from working all day that I'm seeing double, yet you come in laughing like a seal...

Xue Fuxiao was laughing so hard that snot was beginning to flow out of his nostrils, and it took him a monumental effort to finally suppress his laughter as he said, "So I beat up Fang Che today, and in the middle of the night, he went to his branch helm. I decided to follow him, and you'll never guess what I saw there!"

Dongfang Sansan stared silently at him with a cold expression, displaying not even the slightest hint of curiosity at what he had seen.

He knew that the idiot would tell him anyway.

Xue Fuxiao had to clasp his hands over his belly to suppress his laughter again as he continued, "He was testing the members of his branch helm on the contents of the legal code! Isn't that hilarious?"

Dongfang Sansan's expression remained as cold and unamused as ever.

"After that, he made everyone swear vows, and..."

Xue Fuxiao erupted into thunderous laughter once again, but his laughter quickly died down at the sight of Dongfang Sansan's cold expression.

He scratched his own nose in an awkward manner as he asked, "Is it not funny?"

"You tell me."

"I guess it's not that funny, after all."

The longer Dongfang Sansan glowered at him, the more uncomfortable he felt, and in the end, he could only flash Dongfang Sansan an awkward smile, then hurriedly left the study, gently closing the door behind him.

Inside the study, Dongfang Sansan slumped back in his chair in a state of exasperation and exhaustion.

Dongfang Sansan didn't find Xue Fuxiao's story amusing at all. All he could think of was how much effort Fang Che had to have expended and how much pressure he had to have withstood to accomplish all of this.

It was a very sobering thought, and he couldn't feel any less amused.

In order to successfully remain undercover in the demonic churches without committing any heinous crimes, his only option was to control everyone under his command in this fashion.

It was easy for him to stick to the straight and narrow because he wasn't a bad person to begin with, but ensuring that everyone beneath him did the same was much easier said than done.

This path was only going to become more and more difficult, and the average person simply couldn't understand the burden that he had to bear.

Dongfang Sansan strode over to the window, looking out into the night sky as he murmured to himself, "What you find so hilarious are the achievements of someone made by putting their life on the line! How could you laugh at something like that?"

***

The next day, the Unmatched Escort Agency sent out even more people than before to report other demonic church members, but their efforts proved to be completely fruitless.

It was as if all of the demonic church members in the White Cloud Prefecture had collectively evaporated.

Fang Che settled back into a monotonous work routine, alternating between patrolling the streets and beating Cripple Hong.

Over time, even Cripple Hong had grown accustomed to the routine.

As soon as he saw Fang Che approaching, he would curl up into a fetal position to weather the storm, and after the beating was over, he would sit down at his desk in silence.

He had already sworn a vow to the heavens that he would never talk smack again...

***

An entire month passed by in peaceful monotony.

Fang Che had already reached the sixth-rank Lord tier and was fast approaching the seventh rank.

He and Ye Meng had been receiving an endless supply of natural treasures from Yin Shengong, and Ye Meng had also become a third-rank Lord, while her sword techniques were also becoming more and more formidable.

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Che was trying to compress the spirit power in his dantian as much as possible, he would've most likely already become a ninth-rank Lord by now.

During the past month, the Unmatched Escort Agency had also been thriving.

All of the branch helm members were very eager and motivated, and whenever an assignment was received, at least three escorts would be sent out right away.

All of them strove to complete their assignments as quickly as possible, with some even completing journeys of several thousand kilometers in just a day and a night.

All of the agency's clients were naturally ecstatic with this level of efficiency, and more and more assignments were flowing in by the day.

During this past month, the Unmatched Escort Agency had taken in around two hundred additional members, bringing the total number of Lord tier escorts to 290.

They accepted any and all assignments that came their way, and they immediately set off as soon as the assignments were received.

Thus, the flags of the Unmatched Escort Agency were frequently seen coming in and out of all of the White Cloud Prefecture's city gates.

Furthermore, the agency was constantly expanding its routes, striving to take on assignments further and further away, and that was only resulting in more business.

All of the branch helm members took extra care to abide by the law and the rules of the escort agency, not daring to lay so much as a finger on the goods that they escorted.

They had even eradicated over twenty groups of bandits trying to seize their goods over the past month, making significant contributions to the law and order of the White Cloud Prefecture.

Whenever the escorts weren't out on assignments, they were working diligently to advance their cultivation bases and study the legal code.

Tests were held once every five days, and it was something that everyone both dreaded and looked forward to because there were always people being punished at the end of every test.

At this point, almost everyone was receiving perfect scores on their tests, so it was often the case that even a score of ninety-nine points wasn't enough to spare one from punishment.

Whenever someone was hung up to be whipped, everyone else would gather around to spectate and applaud as if they were watching a show.

After all, schadenfreude was simply a part of human nature.

With everyone working so diligently under the constant pressure exerted upon them by Starlight, the escort agency was going from strength to strength.

During this time, there had also been a rather amusing phenomenon taking place. All of the Lords working in the escort agency came from prominent clans, and the vast majority of them excelled in the looks department.

As a result, a bunch of matchmakers were constantly visiting the escort agency to try and introduce marriage partners to them.

This was particularly infuriating for Starlight, whose hideous appearance meant that he was always overlooked by the matchmakers in preference for his subordinates.

Thus, as soon as the matchmakers left, Starlight would pick out his most handsome subordinates and challenge them to sparring matches, ensuring that he beat them into a hideous, unrecognizable state every single time.

Over the past month, the branch helm had well and truly established itself, and it was completely outcompeting all of the other factions.

As soon as an opposing faction attempted to establish itself, they would immediately have to face the wrath of all of Starlight's many lapdogs.

Yin Shengong had been receiving constant updates from Fang Che, and he was naturally extremely pleased with the way that things were going.

However, the other popes were far from pleased. They were all waiting for Yin Shengong to drop back down and join them again!

We're all third-rank churches, why does your One Heart Church get to stay above us as a second-rank church?

As the position of the One Heart Church branch helm became more and more unshakeable, someone finally made a move.

After such an extended period of peace, even Fang Che had become a little complacent. One night, as he was arranging another test, the gates of the branch helm were suddenly smashed open with a resounding boom, following which hundreds of masked, shadowy figures converged upon the branch helm from all directions.

A torrential storm of hidden weapons came raining down from above, and Fang Che was the quickest to react, drawing his broadsword to unleash an almighty screen of saberlight that swatted away the majority of the hidden weapons.

However, some of the branch helm members had already been struck.

Everyone immediately sprang up from their stools to oppose the enemy. There were weapons everywhere, seeing as this was an escort agency, and quickly armed themselves before staging a retaliation.

Starlight rose up into the night sky as a streak of crimson light, and in the blink of an eye, several dozen enemies had already fallen to his broadsword.

The ning rings on his broadsword were clanging incessantly like a demonic windchime with each life that he took, while the hundred or so escorts currently in the agency were doing their best to ward off the enemy.

However, their enemies had a significant numbers advantage over them, and they were all comparable in cultivation base, so the escorts were quickly forced onto the back foot.

As Starlight rampaged through the heavens, he roared at the top of his lungs, "Demonic church members are attacking the Unmatched Escort Agency!"

All of the masked intruders knew that he was calling Protectionists to the scene, but they were powerless to stop him.

He was like a one-man army! Several Warlords had sprung up into the air to oppose him, but even they were no match and quickly forced back down to the ground. With a sweep of his broadsword, he took the lives of several enemy Lords, then jumped back down to oppose the Warlords.

After forcing back the Warlords, he would spring back up into the air to resume his killing spree, repeating the process over and over again like a giant grasshopper.