Chapter 339: Fang Can

In outer space, which should be a lifeless forbidden zone, there was not a single soul.

But now, a youthful figure with snow-white hair flowing like a waterfall floated serenely through the cosmos.

The sun's rays poured entirely over his perfect physique, revealing an intensely masculine, rugged form.

In his hand, he held an ancient, weathered book, while invisible black qi roared ceaselessly through the void.

After a long while, the youth exhaled slowly, his eyes glinting with a trace of admiration.

"Dongfang Wujie is truly a genius—too bad he was born in this world, lacking depth and foundation; otherwise, he would surely have a place among the Five Transcendences."

Fang Can pondered this, deeply respecting Dongfang Wujie for having created the seventh layer of Qi Kun Da Nuo.

Had he not been born in this world, doomed to live only a century, he might have had enough time to fully absorb his gains despite his extraordinary talent.

Give her a little more time, and she would surely claim her place among the Five Transcendences.

After obtaining the secret manual from Yang Xiao, Fang Can, with his current talent, mastered the first six layers of Qi Kun Da Nuo in an instant.

But to sever his own arrogance in the seventh layer, he still needed time to reach the state of self-forgetfulness.

Though difficult, before he departed, he should be able to complete it fully and fully transcend the sin of arrogance.

"But… after overcoming arrogance, the next trial will seamlessly connect to anger."

"Unless I completely transcend all seven sins and ascend to the Eighth Transcendence at once, there will be no respite in between."

"Me, dominated by anger… the entire world might suffer then."

Fang Can smiled indifferently, then in the next instant gripped his own skull and tore it clean off his body—mind severed from flesh.

…

On another side, as Fang Can's mental network forcibly implanted itself throughout the entire city.

Every resident of the capital immediately found their lives transformed, the effects immediate.

For these people living in ancient times, they struggled to comprehend what change even meant.

Their worldview at age ten was fundamentally identical to their worldview at thirty—life, and the entire world, remained unchanged.

A peasant from the Tang dynasty transported to the Qing would still till the same soil, easily blending into society.

But now, with Fang Can's mental network connected, the cart of history rolled forward without pause.

In the suburbs, an old farmer stared at the wheat field before him, his voice trembling: "Immortal Master, what do you mean by this four-field crop rotation system?"

【Maximum development of farming efficiency, restoring soil fertility to its optimal state】

【Your current three-field rotation utilizes only 50% of land; switching to four-field rotation raises it to 75%】

【Higher still requires fertilizer and improved seed breeding】

"Fertilizer?" The old farmer still wondered—when instantly, the mental network transmitted the concept of fertilizer into his mind.

Feeling the concept of fertilizer in his head, the old farmer breathed heavily.

If he could produce this and sell it, it would be a feat for the ages—but before he could even begin, new information flashed into his mind.

【Chengxi's Li Shitian has already begun mass-producing fertilizer; the necessary materials are already being transported through the city】

The voice shattered the old farmer's dream—he remembered then that this mental network was not granted to him alone.

In this city of over a million people, while all used the mental network, some minds moved faster than others to reach the finish line.

Just like browsers—the same tool: some used it to search for knowledge, others chose to ignore risks and keep browsing.

This mental network was like a browser—what one gained depended entirely on how each person exploited it.

The mental network's computational power existed to prevent internal waste, precisely atomizing each individual to maximize their subjective initiative.

At the Fourth Transcendence, Yi Tianxing's computational power rivaled a supercomputer.

Now, at the brink of the Fifth Transcendence, Fang Can's computational power had reached its peak—solving the problems of an entire city's populace by atomizing each person was effortless.

A citizen in Chengxi, feeling hunger, simply thought of a meal—and a chef a hundred meters away received the order via the mental network.

A wandering female martial artist, usually drifting through the Jianghu, arrived, collected the cooked food, passed by the hungry man's door, placed the meal down, and took a copper coin as payment.

The chef's fee, however, was not paid by the hungry man.

It was paid by another person, passing by, who had posted a different task and left the corresponding copper coin.

After Fang Can's great hand manipulated the flow of the market.

Though the reasons for earning and spending money were mismatched, the final accounting precisely balanced every single account.

Everything fell perfectly into place—no resource wasted, everyone moving in straight lines.

Simultaneously, since everyone was under the mental network's control—even thoughts were transparent—no concealment was possible.

Even those who resisted were quietly eliminated, as if pests, by Fang Can's great hand hiring assassins.

Now, every citizen of the city moved like a vast, 精密 machine, rolling forward.

At this moment, outside the heavens, Jing Xu stared in shock at the 3,562 connection requests before him.

"Jing Xu, what effect does the King's mental network have?" asked the Third Transcendence.

"Um, Master, the mental network allows people to hear each other's thoughts, and nearly every question receives an answer," Jing Xu replied.

"Doesn't that mean there's no secrecy?" A martial artist instinctively grew wary—after all, she had her own secrets.

Another martial artist's eyes gleamed: "If every question gets answered, quickly ask the mental network: can it show us how to retain our strength in the mortal realm?"

Jing Xu closed his eyes briefly, then shook his head: "The mental network answered: unless one reaches the Immortal Realm of the Fifth Transcendence, strength is inevitably restricted in the mortal realm."

Three cobblers, better than Zhuge Liang.

At this moment, collective wisdom showed its power—one martial artist suddenly spoke:

"We dare not descend because we fear death, and once we descend, we cannot ascend again. Why not ask: how can we ascend from below?"

Jing Xu closed his eyes, then opened them: "The King says one can build hot-air balloons and manned rockets in the mortal realm to directly ascend to the higher realm."

As he spoke, he shared the corresponding knowledge via mental projection.

"This…" The martial artists exchanged silent glances, each exhaling a sigh of relief.

This heaven above is vast and uninhabited; even with power, it's not as comfortable as the human realm. Best case after going down now would be being able to come back up.

"Then… how about asking the King again? Hot-air balloons are still too troublesome. Is there a more convenient, once-and-for-all method for the two realms to communicate with each other?" a martial artist asked.

Jingxu closed his eyes again, this time for a little longer, then suddenly opened them wide and said: "There is. Master has one. The King has provided us with a new method."

"What method?" the people present asked joyfully.

"The King has had us build a crude space elevator, named Karin Tower, over ten thousand meters long, directly connecting the surface to low-Earth orbit. Martial artists can reach the Upper Realm by climbing this space elevator."

"Over ten thousand meters…" the Heaven-Treading Path martial artists present exchanged a glance, bitterness in their eyes.

"Space is completely empty. To build a space elevator, we must go to the lower realm, but once in the lower realm our power drops greatly—how could we possibly manufacture a Karin Tower ten thousand meters long?" a martial artist asked.

"The Moon Palace!" Jingxu's eyes shone brightly as he said:

"The King said that the Moon Palace is only seven hundred thousand li from us. With no resistance in space, we can move at over a hundred times the speed of sound, then decelerate as we approach. In just two hours we can arrive."

"When the time comes, we can use the Moon's resources—free of the Six-Turn prohibition—to fire out a suitable Karin Tower, then bring it back here and sink it into the foundation."

"When that day comes, we can use this space elevator to travel freely between the upper and lower realms."

As Jingxu spoke, the martial artists present lit up. After a brief discussion, they immediately set out, rushing toward the Moon, ready to construct a space elevator connecting the two realms.

Meanwhile, on another front, Wudang's Zhang Yuanqiao hovered in midair, using Heart Projection to transmit sound completely, as well as long-range strikes, directly annihilating the city's main resistance elements.

Those normally overbearing high officials and armies, before a fully unleashed Four-Turn cultivator, were as worthless as clay chickens and tile dogs.

After using Heart Projection to soothe the remaining commoners across the distance, Zhang Yuanqiao was preparing to leave.

But she saw a white crystal drifting toward her from the horizon.

This white crystal was precisely Fang Can's body transformed, capable of externally releasing a mind-network link.

Immediately, the mind-link network directly mind-linked the city she had taken.

Not only here—after the other Four-Turn cultivators took control of their cities, a white crystal flew to each of them as well.

These were the mind-network base stations that Fang Can had been continuously cutting and splitting off from his own body during this period.

In just two hours' time, twelve mind-network base stations had been separated out and were already transmitting signals to one another.

Through these base stations, not only was computing power greatly increased, but multiple cities could now share information with one another.

Although, due to the limitations of ancient transportation, physical exchange between these cities was very difficult during this period.

But going forward, with the construction of the space elevator, those martial artists of Three-Turn and above could serve as couriers.

With the help of the Heaven-Treading Path martial artists, they would be able to travel between cities at extreme speed and open up the supply chains.

It's hard to imagine, after the 30 days end,

how far the entire civilized world will have advanced under Fang Can's manipulation.

(End of this chapter)