Chapter 338: Earth OL Multiplayer Game [Today's 6000-Word Milestone Achieved]

Ascension?

Upon hearing Fang Can’s words, the many martial artists present were stunned!

But before they could struggle, Fang Can fully activated his AR field, and dark air currents lifted over a hundred martial artists above the Ascension Path upward.

Only the martial artists of the Transcending Flesh remained, each unable to hold back their cries: “Lord, Your Majesty, take us too to the Heavenly Realm!”

Fang Can looked at them with amusement and directly transmitted his thoughts: “The Heavenly Realm is dangerous—no oxygen. Your low realms cannot survive.”

As he spoke, Fang Can accelerated his ascent. The hundred or so individuals, weighing only a few tons combined, were nothing to him now.

The martial artists felt only a slight sway, then found themselves rising endlessly, the landscape below shrinking rapidly beneath their eyes.

‘If the Lord suddenly lets go and we fall, won’t we be crushed to pulp?’ some first- and second-transformation martial artists thought in horror.

Once they reached the stratosphere, panic flashed in their eyes; they instinctively covered their mouths and noses, fear etched in their gazes:

“Bad! The closer we get to the Heavenly Realm, the harder it is to breathe. Even with our Breath-Holding Arts, we’ll die within minutes.”

But soon, this panic faded, replaced by astonishment.

For they realized that as they ascended, their inner power was increasing at a visibly rapid pace.

Their previously barren Mind Phases now multiplied like cells, swelling countless times over—transforming from a trickle into a stream.

Even the weakest first-transformation martial artist felt their body had grown dozens of times stronger.

Those above second-transformation were absurdly enhanced: at least a thousandfold increase in physical strength; fourth-transformation and above started at ten millionfold.

‘Is this the Heavenly Realm…? Merely basking in its light grants such terrifying power—even the thin air tastes sweet.’ Yang Xiao couldn’t help but marvel.

As their enhanced mental processing power began analyzing, the third-transformation martial artists spontaneously learned how to use their Mind Phases.

In the increasingly thin air of space, they rapidly exchanged their discoveries through Mind Phase communication.

As they chatted, one martial artist, observing Fang Can lifting them, began to deduce the mechanics—and suddenly felt he could do it too.

The next moment, a third-transformation martial artist floated upward, detaching from Fang Can’s support, hovering alone in midair; soon, others followed suit, learning to fly.

Fang Can’s actions were, to the people of this planet, no less than Prometheus’s gift.

The look in their eyes was like that of humans who had just discovered fire.

‘My power now… Not even a hundred thousand imperial guards could stand against me.’

A second-transformation martial artist’s eyes gleamed with ambition: ‘I am now an immortal…’

Watching the martial artists who had broken formation and were flying wildly around, Fang Can said nothing and made no move to stop them, silently continuing upward at a steady pace.

Without Fang Can’s restraint, some martial artists grew reckless, streaking around at dozens of times the speed of sound, then diving sharply.

But trouble came quickly.

One martial artist cheered as he dove toward the ground, thinking to fly farther—but plunged directly into the Sixth-Transformation prohibition zone.

In the next instant, his Mind Phase and flight ability vanished; he screamed like a pilot in a crashing plane, plummeting downward.

“Save me! What’s happening? I can’t use my Mind Phase!” His terrified scream echoed.

“What? You can still fall?” A martial artist, sneering, flew toward the fallen one.

But the moment he entered the Sixth-Transformation prohibition zone, his power vanished too; he screamed and tumbled after her.

With two consecutive accidents, cold sweat instantly broke out on the backs of the other martial artists.

What’s going on? Two martial artists both met with accidents?

They watched helplessly as the martial artist, after supersonic dive, plummeted at two hundred meters per second, shrinking rapidly in their vision.

One martial artist hurriedly asked: “Your Majesty, what happened to those two?”

“Do you think I brought you here for fun?” Fang Can said lightly:

“The lower realm has a Sixth-Transformation prohibition that suppresses you. All who dwell below are subjected to unprecedented restraint—and a hundred-year lifespan limit.”

“Only in the boundless void of space can this suppression be lifted. But return to the lower realm, and you revert to mortals.”

‘So that’s why?’

Hearing Fang Can’s words, everyone now looked downward at the planet with wary eyes, shocked to learn the true reason.

Soon, following the example of the two dead martial artists, the rest obediently clustered again around Fang Can, carried all the way to low Earth orbit.

With most of their power now liberated, these martial artists felt reborn, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Looking at them, Fang Can ordered: “With your current fourth-transformation power, you can easily influence the world below. Now, a few of you masters together can conquer this continent within three days—and this planet within seven.”

“Thank you, Lord, for your cultivation! We shall not fail you!” Yang Xiao and the other fourth-transformation masters replied in unison.

Fang Can nodded slightly, his gaze turning to the martial artists below fourth-transformation: “You are too weak. If you have the will, spend the coming days… building my realm.”

As he spoke, his body vanished from sight, leaving the martial artists staring at each other in silence.

Not long after, as Yang Xiao and the other fourth-transformation masters departed, the remaining martial artists asked: “What did the Lord mean by ‘building the realm’?”

“No idea. But… does this mean no one’s watching us anymore?”

Several martial artists’ eyes lit up with excitement. Out here, truly like immortals, they needed no air, and their power was incomparably greater than before.

Now that Fang Can was gone, with no leader, wouldn’t they do whatever they pleased?

As they pondered this, they saw a white prismatic cube drifting in the distance; then, boundless Mind Phase directly linked into their minds.

【Fang Can’s Mind Phase Network Trial Card is now serving you】

‘What… is this?’ Several martial artists thought instinctively.

【This is a temporary mental connection network established by His Majesty to support the founding of the Empire. It can forcibly link the minds of those below the Ascension Path.】

【Your realm is too high. To use it, you must voluntarily lower your mental defenses and connect your consciousness to the Mind Phase Network.】

The martial artists hesitated, unsure whether to act.

“Jing Xu, you connect first,” a third-transformation martial artist told a first-transformation one; they were master and disciple.

“Yes, Master.”

Jing Xu hesitated, then agreed, and directly linked her consciousness to the network.

In the next instant, she felt a vast Mind Phase pierce into her consciousness.

She could now clearly hear the inner voices of other martial artists connected to the network.

Then, a request to forcibly access her mind appeared.

【Three thousand five hundred and sixty-two residents of the Imperial Capital are requesting a remote conversation with you. Accept?】

Jing Xu: ?

…

In the former capital of Liyang, as Fang Can’s figure vanished, the entire crowd fell into confusion, unsure what to do next.

They had grown accustomed to being commanded; now, the Emperor was dead, and the immortals who ruled them had left.

What should they do now? Go back to farming?

Around the Taiji Hall, over a million people from the city had gathered.

But without oversight, and with all thoughts now transparent, conflicts erupted immediately.

“Damn Li Si, you slept with my husband—I’ll kill you!” A woman swung her fist at another woman.

“Wretched daughter, I knew you wouldn’t come home—you squandered all your money at the gambling dens and dared not face me!” An old woman swung her cane at a reckless girl.

Suddenly, hidden thoughts were exposed; those who once clung together now fractured and turned violent, with no secrets left to hide.

Yang Qiaoyan watched the chaos, avoided trouble, and moved away—but inside, she was thrilled.

Through the Mind Phase Network, she had learned many things she’d never known before.

For instance, the world was not flat, as others claimed—it was a sphere, and the stars were other spheres, each different in size.

But soon, she grew anxious: she still owed two taels of silver to the neighbor, Master Zhang.

Then she paused, tentatively asking: “Immortal, can you teach me how to repay Master Zhang’s two taels?”

This time, the reply came a moment later, then sounded again:

【West City Clinic requests: manufacture a distiller and deliver it to the clinic before noon tomorrow. Reward: two taels of silver.】

Two taels of silver?

At this, Yang Qiaoyan’s eyes widened.

Before she could ask what a distiller was, information flooded her mind through the Mind Phase.

The design, materials, blueprints—all entered her mind at once.

“My forge can make it, but where do I find quartz sand and such materials?” She frowned again.

【Pay 30 copper coins: Ye Qing in North City can deliver one jin of quartz stone to your forge in three hours.】

【Pay 20 copper coins: Li Xiang in South City can deliver half a jin of limestone to your forge in three incense sticks’ time.】

…

No effort was needed from Yang Qiaoyan; Fang Can’s satellites above had already calculated every subsequent subtask with perfect clarity.

Each task was broken into countless subtasks and distributed across the entire supply chain, ensuring every participant felt satisfied.

Meanwhile, in the West City Clinic, an old woman sat inside, having promised over a hundred taels of silver.

She waited for the distiller, artemisinin, stethoscope, and all manner of other devices to arrive.

“But Immortal Master, why give all this money to old Li next door? And why give him a cut?” The old woman grumbled.

Isn’t this just needless hassle and waste?

【Your moral standing is low. You have multiple records of broken promises since opening your clinic.】

“But old Li’s credit isn’t good either—he cheated me before!” the old woman protested. Why should he get to handle the money? What if he steals it?

【A killer has been contacted. If Li Si embezzles, your paid interest becomes the killer’s fee; the rest is distributed by the killer to those who deserve it.】

“And if the killer steals too?” the old woman asked.

【Behind every killer is another killer—until no killer dares to steal.】

The old woman: ...

They’ve even assigned a supervisory team to the supervisory team?

(End of chapter)