Chapter 337: Ascension Before the World

At the peak of the Holy Fire Sect, the righteous and unorthodox factions were now clearly divided.

Although for various reasons they no longer fought each other, the long-standing grudges of the Jianghu had become difficult to easily heal.

Around the mountain peak, those Imperial Guards had all turned into bones; the corpses of a hundred thousand men formed a mountain of flesh and sea of blood after Fang Can's blood-cultivation slaughter.

Even Xu Xiao and the two Fourth-Ring royal retainers were besieged by the enraged righteous and demonic paths.

After being killed, not even bones were left; they were directly dismembered.

After all, what she did was cut off people's sects; she slaughtered the entire Six Major Sects, so such an outcome was hardly unjust.

After dealing with the military, the various sects of the Righteous Path sat down at their mountain gates, somewhat bewildered.

This time they came to punish the Mo Sect, but after all that, many people died, yet the final result was not achieved.

However, apart from the Six Major Sects and Twelve Clans, most other sects were distributed throughout the country.

Even if the Imperial Guards were powerful, they could not be completely wiped out in a short time, so their sects were temporarily safe.

But those who understood this did not leave, because they knew the future of the entire nation might change because of Fang Can.

If they rashly left now, if they failed to keep up with the wheels of the times, being crushed by a grain of sand left behind by the changing times would be bad.

So at this moment, the heroes of the Righteous Path silently stayed on the mountain; even when the Holy Fire Sect sarcastically told them to leave quickly, they paid no attention.

Xuanxu, in a monk's robe, sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes showing exhaustion; in an instant he seemed to have aged over ten years.

After all, Shaolin was one of the Six Major Sects, and now the entire temple, with its thousands of nuns, was probably already slaughtered to the last.

"You say Fang... Great Hero went this time to do what? Can he really exterminate those dog bastards of Liyang before nightfall?" Duan Yu Jushi ground his teeth, speaking beside his ear.

"The distance from the Capital to here is at least two thousand li; even with our leg strength, accounting for Heart-Image consumption, a full-speed dash would still take half a day or more."

Song Yuanqiao shook her head while speaking: "But with Great Immortal Fang's god-like martial power, it is beyond our measure."

"We saw his battle with Dongfang Wuji before; that kind of power, controlling cloud qi for dozens of li, annihilating the royal family in the snap of a finger."

Similar words came from time to time across the mountain peak; just as they were conversing and regulating their injuries, a beam of rainbow light appeared, and Fang Can's figure silently arrived at the summit.

"Gongying Sect welcomes the Sect Leader's triumphant return." Yang Xiao immediately knelt halfway to the ground to pay respects.

Following Yang Xiao's words, the whole crowd noticed Fang Can's return; the Demonic Path knelt on one knee to pay respects, and the Righteous Path quickly rose from their cross-legged positions, clasping their fists in return.

While paying respects, upon seeing Fang Can appear, they calculated the time taken for his round trip; in less than one double-hour, a sense of shock and doubt arose in their hearts.

"Nothing, all rise." Fang Can spoke lightly, then directly compressed and simplified the entire process through his Heart-Image and shoved it straight into the minds of those martial artists.

In an instant, everyone present felt a slight numbness in their brains, followed by a flood of memories and images rising from their minds, mainly describing what Fang Can had done in Jingcheng.

'This... what technique is this?' Song Yuanqiao marveled, feeling the images appearing in her mind.

Even for them, Ascending-Path martial artists, on this planet they could only achieve whispering into the ear.

The Heart-Image signal was too weak; on the planet it would be interfered with and distorted by the Sixth-Ring restrictions; even Fang Can had to use satellites from beyond the heavens to directly drive his thoughts into their brains.

For them, who had never discovered uses for the Heart-Image, abilities like directly stuffing memories and knowledge in were still somewhat too far beyond their understanding.

But immediately, cries of shock erupted from the mouths of the many martial artists present.

Because from the information transmitted by the Heart-Image, they saw how Fang Can flattened the entire imperial palace and directly made the whole Capital mutually mind-connected.

Such a description of everyone being mind-linked was practically like immortal magic to them.

Immediately, several Grandmasters of the Mo Sect clasped their fists and said: "Thank you, Sect Leader, for completing the Holy Fire Sect's mission and annihilating the royal family."

Following these words, Yang Xiao respectfully presented a booklet, on which the contemporary characters "Qi Kun Da Nuo" were written; obviously, they were now convinced and obedient.

With a calm expression, Fang Can picked up the manual before him, then looked at Xuanxu and the others, saying: "Several Grandmasters, why do you still linger here?"

"..." Xuanxu and the other Grandmasters exchanged glances, hesitated for a moment, then decisively said:

"Great Hero Fang resolved the crisis for us of the Wu Lin; we now have no home. Your great kindness and virtue cannot be repaid; we are willing to serve at Great Hero Fang's command."

"Oh?" Fang Can looked at the few before him with some surprise: "Is this your wish?"

"Just now, we of the Righteous Path have discussed it privately; since the young hero will rule the entire nation in the future, all under heaven is the king's land; naturally we must respect the king." Song Yuanqiao said decisively.

After all, Fang Can's demonic aura at this moment was too fierce; he did not seem like a good person.

If they left like this, and if Fang Can felt they were hard to manage and also trampled the Jianghu, there would be no second immortal to stop him.

Moreover, those who cultivated to the Ascending Path or above, which one did not have a heart seeking the Dao?

They were truly curious how Fang Can could be so powerful at such a young age, and had somewhat of an idea to become disciples and learn arts.

Silently, he glanced at the Demonic Path, then looked at the Righteous Path.

Fang Can suddenly realized he had already effortlessly unified the Righteous and Demonic Paths, becoming the nominal Alliance Leader of the Wu Lin.

"Very well..." Fang Can smiled freely, then looked at the whole crowd and said: "Since that is so, you will complete one task for me."

"All at the Sect Leader's (King's) command!" the Righteous and Demonic Paths answered together.

"Good. I want you women of First-Ring and above to join my Black Beast Battalion; within the next 29 days, gather all beauties from the entire world and hand them over for me to enjoy!"

Fang Can directly issued his first command, causing everyone's faces to twitch.

It was truly somewhat as they had expected; this future King's lust had increased to a terrifying degree.

"May I ask, King, how is a beauty defined? What conditions must be met?" a Third-Ring cultivator immediately asked.

"This is simple."

As Fang Can spoke, he directly stuffed his beauty-selection standards into the brains of these Ascending-Path women.

In a purely objectifying manner, from breasts to hips to legs, face shape and skin smoothness, different personalities and different colors; the main point was to look good, with no Western political correctness at all; everything depended on the judgment of the Second Brother.

Thus, the crowd at the scene successfully gained a general understanding of Fang Can's XP.

As long as they looked good, whether young girls or older sisters, flat-chested or huge-breasted, they were all equally to be fucked!

And with this torrent of information flooding in, at that moment many female heroes present discovered that they themselves met Fang Can's mate-selection requirements while still retaining their first night.

At that moment, an eerie silence spread throughout the mountain peak.

After all, having practiced martial arts for years, and with the maintenance of the Heart-Image, their bodies were almost kept in perfect condition; under such circumstances, the appearance of beauties was naturally highly probable.

"I will..." a Second-Ring sword-wielding female martial artist stood up somewhat impatiently and said: "I am willing to serve Great Hero Fang."

"Count me in—I also meet the hero's requirements." A warrior with flushed cheeks stepped forward from the crowd; she realized she too met Fang Can's criteria.

"Me too!"

"I'll go first!"

…

In an instant, over thirty warriors in this group alone satisfied both the virginity and beauty conditions—remarkably high yield.

If this weren't a female-dominant world, where female chastity was too easily lost, at least three to five hundred of the ten thousand present would have qualified.

Moreover, it's hard to say whether having these women serve him was truly a bad thing for them.

"No need to rush—everyone will have a turn. I will satisfy all of you."

Watching the eager women lining up to volunteer, Fang Can waved his hand, signaling them not to be so desperate.

His AT field now ensured that every qualified person would be satisfied, every one of them would be thrilled.

As for why he needed so many to serve him? Of course, it was because of his astonishing wisdom—could he really be repressing himself?

"Lord, the twenty-nine-day deadline is far too tight. Even without your divine power, we fear we cannot cover the entire realm."

Yang Xiao hesitated to speak—not because he didn't want to, but because the twenty-nine-day deadline was too tight.

"I forgot to tell you—I am not of this world. After twenty-nine days, I will depart and may never return."

Fang Can laid bare his true state at once; the moment he spoke, the crowd's emotions surged.

If before, these people had genuinely wished to serve Fang Can well, now each harbored their own hidden agendas.

An immortal who could only exist for less than a month—no matter how earth-shaking his abilities, even the largest territory he carved out would crumble in an instant.

Now, no matter how hard Fang Can worked, he was merely paving the way for another, doing labor in vain for someone else's gain.

After Fang Can left, with no new leader to take his place, the dynasty would collapse entirely, and a new king might be chosen from among them.

Fang Can merely smiled faintly, dismissing their thoughts with contempt.

They wouldn't dare act while he was present—what disturbance could they stir after he was gone? Besides, the next thirty days would be long indeed.

Thinking of this, Fang Can turned to the assembled warriors and ordered: "I need your strength. In the coming month, completely transform this new nation into a brand-new world."

"Are you ready to unleash the true power of warriors—and convert it into productive force?" Fang Can sneered.

The true power of warriors?

For a moment, the entire crowd fell silent, unsure of Fang Can's intent—but their hearts quickened, faintly sensing that the world itself might change in the next few words from this youth.

"We humbly obey the Lord's (Your Majesty's) command!" The chorus of agreement rose like a tidal wave.

"Good."

Fang Can's spirit blazed as his AT field materialized from nothing, an invisible force surging from his body to envelop every warrior on the Ascension Path.

"Today, I, the Emperor, shall lead you all to ascend into outer space!"

(End of Chapter)