Chapter 199: Past First Place Winners and the Image

Inside the Great Hero Hall conjured by Fangcun Mountain.

Hearing Luo Yanmo's explanation, Fang Can asked curiously, "Master, what is the Shadow God Chart?"

"The so-called Shadow God Chart is a fourth-tier ritual vessel of the Heavenly Secrets Tower, capable of recording a person's relevant information with their consent."

Monk Luo explained, "Such as appearance, strength, defense, inheritance, techniques, memories, and personality—these can be perfectly recorded."

"Every final winner of the past National Grand Tournaments has had the option to be recorded in the Shadow God Chart."

"What use is that?" Fang Can asked.

"Benefactor, this place is Fangcun Mountain; everything here is an illusion, a bubble, a dream, all conjured from falsehood."

Luo Yanmo smiled and spread his hand; a microscopic miniature of the entire Great Hero Hall had appeared in his palm at some point.

Fang Can saw that inside the miniature, the microscopic version of Luo Yanmo and Fang Can were staring at each other, and in his hand was yet another microscopic miniature, layered like nesting dolls.

"Though it is an illusion, this Fangcun Mountain can simulate any power of the fourth tier."

"Do you mean that if I am recorded in the Shadow God Chart, you can perfectly replicate me within Fangcun Mountain?"

Fang Can asked with interest, "So, the winners of the National Grand Tournaments from past generations are all inside the Shadow God Chart?"

"Yes. Throughout the 5,300-year history of the National Grand Tournament, approximately 202 winners have accepted recording in the Shadow God Chart for future winners to challenge."

"With Benefactor Fang's abilities, you will surely secure a place among them."

"Not the first?" Fang Can retorted; this blatant confidence made the spectators outside laugh in frustration.

"It is still somewhat difficult," Luo Yanmo explained with a slight shake of his head:

"Among these 202 winners, some inheritances specialize in countering physical cultivators, while others involve damage reflection or life-and-death shared fate inheritances."

'Life-and-death shared fate?' Fang Can guessed in his heart, wondering which was more awesome: that or his own Unyielding Indomitability.

Seeing Fang Can lost in thought, Luo Yanmo said, "The Lord of the Heavenly Secrets Tower said that if the Benefactor agrees to be recorded, this Shadow God Chart can be lent to you for ten years of usage rights."

"In the coming ten years, Benefactor need only hold the medium and will the mind to directly enter Fangcun Mountain to exchange and spar martial arts with past winners."

"No need," Fang Can said with a lack of interest. "Let alone ten years, I will surely break through to the first tier within a month; this Shadow God Chart of yours seems useless."

"As a fourth-tier ritual vessel, the figures recorded in the Shadow God Chart are not limited to the first tier; there are also countless second-tier, third-tier, and even several fourth-tier individuals recorded."

Hearing this, Fang Can finally took an interest and spread his hand, saying, "Give it here; I accept."

At his words, Luo Yanmo smiled and pulled a scroll from his sleeve with a gentle tug.

Immediately, Fang Can's vision blurred; the scroll before him stretched rapidly. Though it looked small, this Shadow God Chart scroll seemed capable of infinite extension, already coiling for hundreds of meters.

On it, hundreds of thousands of character images appeared densely packed.

'What kind of Human Emperor Banner is this?' Fang Can couldn't help but complain.

As the entire scroll unfolded, Monk Luo pointed to the blank book behind it, saying, "Please press your handprint here, Benefactor; recording will occur according to your thoughts."

Without hesitation, Fang Can raised his hand and pressed it lightly, feeling his entire consciousness sink into it.

Name: Fang Can

Realm: Xuanguan, Tenth Layer

Combat Power: 3,939,780

Weapon: Xuan Hong

Inheritance: None

Cultivation Technique:...

Truly the work of the Heavenly Secrets Tower; feeling the contents within, Fang Can couldn't help but sigh.

Opening his eyes, Fang Can asked, "Is that it?"

"That is sufficient," Luo Yanmo said, giving a gentle tug to store the entire Shadow God Chart away.

"Benefactor's image has been recorded; next, based on your behavior and combat performance over these three days of the tournament, a character image similar to Benefactor's techniques will be generated," Luo Yanmo smiled.

As he spoke, the Monk handed over an ancient prayer bead: "Benefactor Fang, hereafter, as long as you hold this prayer bead, clear your mind, and silently chant 'Illusion, Bubble, Dream,' you can contact Fangcun Mountain and enter remotely."

Crushing the prayer bead in his hand, Fang Can thought silently, "If I hold this thing during a fight, I wonder if I can forcibly disengage."

Before he could react, the scenery around him changed again as he raised his eyes.

When he came to his senses, his body had already exited Fangcun Mountain and reappeared in the Dayan Palace.

Just as he raised his eyes, he saw the Master of the Inverted Gate smiling and raising his cup, saying, "Congratulations to young hero Fang for winning first place in the tournament."

With the fourth-tier declaration, regardless of everyone's thoughts, they all raised their cups in unison to echo and congratulate.

Calmly receiving the congratulations from the crowd of first-tier, second-tier, third-tier, and fourth-tier cultivators around him, Fang Can returned the greeting indifferently.

Well, if being picky, Fang Can's state of mind was actually a little happy.

After all, for this first place in the tournament,

For defeating those geniuses who had trained bitterly for ten or twenty years since childhood like fish crossing the river,

He had spent a full three months in bitter cultivation.

During this period, Fang Can didn't know how long he practiced the Fist Technique, how much suffering he endured, or how many women he was forced to absorb.

Now that he had finally won the championship of the tournament, proving that his months of suffering were not in vain, Fang Can's tense heart finally relaxed.

Prince Qing stood up and smiled, saying, "This humble one has set up a flowing banquet throughout the city to congratulate young hero Fang on his victory. Although the tournament has ended, please stay and get drunk together for three days before leaving."

As he spoke, seeing Fang Can's tattered clothes and the body still radiating light, Prince Qing immediately ordered his subordinates to take him to change clothes.

Setting aside Fang Can's joy here, the situation in the capitals of the various nations was quite gloomy.

Hundreds of people joining forces were smashed by one person; although as bystanders, they could clearly know the fault was not theirs.

Fang Can's stats were simply too overpowered; losing was not unjust.

But clear as it was, these people still could not be happy.

And in Great Chu, Xiang Longtao returned on the first day and saw her father standing before her, waiting for her.

After a moment's hesitation, Xiang Longtao knelt and said, "I report to Your Imperial Father: your child is incompetent and failed to win the championship of the Grand Competition."

Looking at the black-haired girl before him, whose hair reached her waist and who wore Xiang Longtao's loose garments, Xiang Hongtu fell silent.

Sensing the long silence, Xiang Longtao looked up in confusion, only to see the complexity in Xiang Hongtu's eyes.

'So similar... too similar,' Xiang Hongtu thought with a sigh.

At this moment, the feminized Xiang Longtao was almost identical to his long-deceased mother.

Merely gazing into the other's eyes, Xiang Hongtu suddenly felt no resentment toward Fang Can for having beaten Xiang Longtao into feminization.

(End of this chapter)