Chapter 341: Crystal Palace

"What did you say?"

Outside the sky, the martial artists there crossed their arms, narrowed their eyes, and looked down with hidden malice at the few martial artists who had climbed up from the lower world.

"You are merely a mere Second Turn; what right do you have to speak of loyalty before us?"

A woman in white robes holding a sword coldly flicked her sleeve and said:

"These past few days, we have worked hard in space to manufacture equipment and benefit thousands of people. Judging by merit, what right does a Second Turn who just arrived have to compare with us?"

"What right and standing do you have to question us? We were personally cultivated by the King and brought to the sky, while you? Without the space elevator we built, you wouldn't even have the qualification to come up."

The martial artists in the sky spoke one after another, their words laced with barbs.

Some even blocked the space elevator directly, preventing them from coming up.

"Heh, you truly have wolfish ambitions," the leader of the lower-world martial artists sneered. "You actually dare to claim the merit for yourselves."

"Without the Immortal Master, you are nothing but a bunch of things that should have been surrounded and killed by the remnants of the previous dynasty (Li Yang)."

"You..." The many martial artists in the sky were momentarily speechless.

Since it involved Fang Can and this kind of stance issue, even with their eloquence, they dared not oppose.

The lower-world martial artists looked coldly at the few martial artists blocking them from entering the upper world:

"What, if you can't win the argument, are you preparing to monopolize? Go ahead and kill me then."

"I tell you, all the people in the world are lambs of the Immortal Master. The Immortal grants human rights; as long as my actions are legitimate, even the Emperor and officials are not worthy to deprive me of my life."

"If you have the guts, try touching us," the lower-world martial artist said coldly. "Before the hundreds of millions of people on the Mind Network, before the Immortal Master, push us down."

"Even if it escalates to the Immortal Master, we are in the right; what are you barking about?" another lower-world martial artist chimed in.

"We came up to secure the future for humanity; there is nothing to say with this group of closed-minded people."

"Exactly, since they are closed-minded, just submit!"

Facing the lower-world martial artists' chatter, the upper-world martial artists' faces turned a deep green, yet they could not act at all.

Because Fang Can's Mind Network monitored every single person, acting would give others ammunition.

"Hmph, too lazy to talk to you Three-Body people; we just think being closed-minded is freer," a female knight in green clothes snorted.

"Exactly, does being closed-minded mean we cannot serve the King? The King has no objections; what are you barking about? Do you want to make decisions for the King?"

"Answer me? Do you understand what is correct better than the Sect Master?"

Since they could not withstand the magical attack of the stance issue, the people of the upper world simply started using magical attacks in return.

After pulling each other's hair for a while, both sides, too afraid to act, had to give up in frustration, turning instead to form two distinct factions in the sky.

The Transparent Mind faction and the Brain-Closed faction!

They all knew this was not the end of the conflict, not even the beginning of the end, but merely the end of the prologue.

It could be foreseen that after Fang Can left.

The conflict between the Transparent faction and the Closed faction among the martial artists would only intensify until it finally became irreconcilable and erupted into conflict.

This was a pure battle of ideals.

And at this moment, Fang Can floated in space, surrounded by at least a hundred white prismatic crystals.

Each of these crystals was formed from his headless body.

Every 15 minutes, after his body recovered, he would split off a computer avatar.

At this moment, the entire Li Yang realm had been conquered by the Fourth Turn, but Li Yang occupied only the position of one continent.

And subsequently, the Fourth Turn's steps did not stop for a moment.

After helping him unify this continent, he headed towards the nations on other continents, where there were also martial artists and common people.

His eyes slowly opened; through connecting to the entire Mind Network, he saw the requests of the people and martial artists flying in like snowflakes.

The martial artists' request was: hope he would not leave, and eliminate all the closed-minded martial artists.

And the common people's request was: hope he would not leave and eliminate all high-level martial artists.

The anxiety of these people was simple; as long as Fang Can was here, those martial artists on the Path to Heaven dared not cause trouble.

But if Fang Can left after 30 days.

Those martial artists on the Path to Heaven, who could command wind and rain in outer space, would be beyond the control of a civilization that barely touched the edge of modern technology.

By then, a new power class would emerge again.

So these people hoped that before Fang Can left, he could solve the problem of the martial artists.

To this, Fang Can only smiled, having no intention to interfere.

Since those martial artists were not causing trouble now, he naturally would not take their lives, but would treat everyone equally.

Moreover, as a civilization observer, these people's problems needed to be solved by themselves; how far they could go depended on their own efforts.

However... Fang Can's gaze turned to the lower world; a few days had passed, and now the initial harem had been built.

In the heartland of the Central Plains, a huge courtyard complex was rising from the ground, with the plaque above the gate reading Crystal Palace!

This courtyard complex, covering over a hundred mu, was constructed primarily of white jade; the walls were entirely white as congealed fat, the eaves covered with glazed tiles, refracting a golden-red interwoven brilliance under the sunlight.

The hall bodies were supported by vermilion pillars, carved with coiling dragon and auspicious cloud patterns; the doors and windows were inlaid with openwork lattice, adorned with gilded copper nails.

Hanging high at the main gate was a black golden camphor wood plaque, with the three large characters "Crystal Palace" inlaid with cinnabar.

Even the people who built this palace did not understand; since the main structure was Bai Yu, why did the Immortal Master name it Crystal Palace?

Every time a city was conquered, a female Fourth Turn would use her mind to scour the entire city, filling the harem with all the beauties that matched Fang Can's aesthetic.

After a few days like this, over ten thousand beauties were already residing within the Crystal Palace.

Each was one in a hundred thousand in this martial arts world.

Silently landing at the main entrance of the Crystal Palace, he lightly clapped his hands and stepped inside.

Without wasting words, he directly enveloped the entire Crystal Palace with his force field, forcibly implanting it into the consciousness of every woman.

"Ah! Immortal Master?" Seeing Fang Can walk into the hall, several women chatting in the courtyard brightened their eyes.

His gaze swept over the women before him; Fang Can pointed his finger at one, a beauty as ethereal as a sinking fish or a falling goose, and said:

"You! Are the future Empress who will serve the entire Empire."

"Me?" That woman pointed at herself in shock, never expecting that merely being valued by a youth would instantly elevate her to the status of future Empress.

"After I leave, you will manage the entire nation. Now, as the exemplar for all officials, come and serve me immediately."

Fang Can spread his hands and looked at the woman before him, saying.

(End of this chapter)