Chapter 64

Leaning lightly against the long bench, Fang Can dismissed his attendants and looked at Yuan Dang before him.

"Explain yourself: are you a reborn soul, a transmigrator, or someone from reincarnation?"

"I returned from two years in the future," Yuan Dang said after a moment of hesitation.

"Liar," Fang Can squinted:

"My intuition tells me you're lying. It seems the recent experience hasn't cleared your head. Shall I call a few more people over to help you calm down?"

Yuan Dang's body stiffened, then he completely resigned himself: "Fine, I returned from seven years in the future. Before my rebirth, I was a martial artist at the third turn of the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm."

"As for you, I can only judge from others' accounts that your strength at that time should have been at the sixth level of the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm."

"You... third turn of the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm seven years later?"

Although Fang Can felt the other wasn't lying, he was speechless: "Does that mean your talent was very good?"

"It's the technique you created three years later, 'Everyone Has Merit to Practice,' a technique that allows martial artists of average aptitude to cross the threshold and enter the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm in the fastest possible way within a year."

After hearing this, Fang Can nodded in understanding and waved his hand for him to continue.

"In the previous life, you did not stay at the Lieyang Martial Hall but left directly, only to be pursued by the entire martial world..."

Yuan Dang briefly summarized Fang Can's past-life experiences, making Fang Can's expression grow increasingly strange as he listened.

'Where is my "Misfortune Turns to Fortune"? Why does it seem so tragic in this Yuan Dang's memories?'

With confusion, Fang Can looked at Yuan Dang: "Is that Fang Tian Di you mentioned really me? And why did I need to collect beauties from all under heaven? Just for enjoyment?"

"According to rumors," Yuan Dang said hesitantly:

"On the tenth day after your position was exposed, because of your top-tier talent as a furnace vessel, you, having nowhere else to turn, seemed to be forcibly abducted by the Sect Master of the Pure Heart Sect."

"Pure Heart Sect? What kind of place is that?" Fang Can asked curiously.

"Like the Robbery Sword Mountain, it is a sect composed entirely of women, but its reputation is completely opposite, because the Pure Heart Sect's 'Great Joy Bodhisattva Heart Sutra' is a top-tier technique for draining essence."

'Understood, it's the Harmony Joy Sect.'

Fang Can felt a numbness at the back of his head; he already had a prediction of his own fate as described by the other.

"According to folk reports, it took only seven days for you to drain the current Sect Master of the Pure Heart Sect until he fainted dead."

"Hmm? Did you say that backwards?" Fang Can interrupted.

"No, no one knows how you did it; they only know that when you walked out of the Harmony Joy Sect, you had already entered the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm, but your form was no longer human." Yuan Dang's mouth stretched wide, revealing bone-white teeth.

"What do you mean?"

"If you can consider a flesh-and-blood polymer covered in dozens of one-meter-long black tentacles, with no limbs and capable of constantly changing its shape, as human, then yes, you are human."

'Did I become a tentacle monster in the future?' Fang Can's mouth twitched.

"According to the Yongle Encyclopedia, your inheritance seems to be called 'Sorrowful Wind Demon Body,' which can continuously increase power through draining essence."

"And the first sect you drained was the Pure Heart Sect; every disciple inside was turned into nourishment for your cultivation of the heart, swallowed whole by you into your body to sink into eternal damnation."

Listening to Yuan Dang's account, even Fang Can felt it was abstract; his future self was simply too perverted.

"That doesn't make sense," Fang Can suddenly frowned: "If in the future I had already fallen into demonhood and intended to ravage all under heaven, why would I still publish 'Everyone Has Merit to Practice' and add trouble for myself?"

"Because compared to draining ordinary people, directly draining martial experts at the Ascend to Heaven Path level yields greater progress," Yuan Dang explained.

However, a rumor that circulated in the previous life unconsciously came to his mind.

It said that Fang Tian Di actually had mysophobia and was not very interested in women with physiological needs.

And after reaching the Ascend to Heaven Path, most martial artists' bodies were without impurities; even when sweating, it was crystal clear like ice crystals.

Therefore, to drain clean women, Fang Can created 'Everyone Has Merit to Practice.'

Of course, although this rumor was widely circulated, Yuan Dang would not believe it, because this reason was too absurd and hard to convince the masses.

In the pitch-black basement, Fang Can quietly listened to Yuan Dang's account for the next while until half an hour passed, at which point Fang Can walked out of the basement.

Yuan Dang inside did not die; feeling the other still had value, Fang Can sent people to continue guarding him.

The content of the 'Everyone Has Merit to Practice' technique described by Yuan Dang floated in Fang Can's mind.

With just a thought, the manifestation time of this technique appeared on the panel in Fang Can's mind.

Technique Manifestation: 'Everyone Has Merit to Practice'

Manifestation Time: 1% → 2% → 3%...

—Estimated Duration: Two Minutes—

According to Yuan Dang's account, to quickly allow martial artists of inferior aptitude to generate Qi sensation and shed their mortal bodies.

This 'Everyone Has Merit to Practice' had almost reduced its power, difficulty, effects, and everything else to the extreme.

As long as one reached the fifth level of the threshold, one could attempt the ultimate leap into the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm; it was considered the weakest of its tier.

But theoretically, even the weakest martial artist at the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm could easily defeat the strongest martial artist who had shed the mortal body, so almost ninety percent of hopeless martial artists chose to study this technique.

'Although this quick-success technique is useless to me, it is more than enough for cultivating subordinates; after all, ordinary martial artists can reach the Ascend to Heaven Path in just one year?' Fang Can pondered inwardly.

'But my past life was truly miserable; although I was invincible, my mental state felt abnormal.'

'But since history has already changed, I definitely won't become the super-perverted demon he spoke of.' At this moment, Fang Can thought with immense confidence.

Just as he was pondering, the great door burst open with a "Boom!"

A giant man two meters and twenty centimeters tall, holding a large blade in his hand, roared: "Who is Fang Can! Come out and face death!"

The huge voice echoed throughout the Tiger Lie Martial Hall, followed by the crushing pressure of mental resonance.

Fang Can's already uncomfortable mood was disturbed; his brows immediately furrowed as he forcibly resisted the other's mental resonance and pushed back mentally.

"Didn't you see the stone tablet at the entrance?"

Fang Can slowly approached: "Do not destroy the scene; do not come knocking during rest hours..."

"You are Fang Can? Why are you so weak and thin?" The man looked down at the one-meter-eighty-tall teenager and sneered:

"I did see the stone tablet you mentioned, but this old man doesn't know how to read; your stone tablet has no authority over me."

Looking at this proud illiterate before him, Fang Can also felt displeased, and his tone grew cold:

"In that case, prepare to die."

In an instant, Fang Can's eyes turned a bloody red, and his right fist shot out like a meteor.

"Boom!"

With a tremendous roar, Fang Can's right fist drove solidly into the other man's cheek.

His punch was so fast the opponent could not block it.

Under the terrifying force, the giant's steel-hard cheek caved in inch by inch until Fang Can's entire fist sank completely into the other man's skull.

"Crack!"

In that instant, the massive force blasted the giant's cheek apart, shattering the other man's head like a watermelon.

White, red, and pink sprayed out in a fan shape, splattering across the gate.

(End of this chapter)