Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 270 Fang Can's bad news arrives, but Su Xin Zhai is filled with good news (23)

In the martial arts world, within the Great Chu Imperial Palace.

Xiang Hongtu looked at the report from his subordinates, his thick eyebrows furrowing tightly.

The text above states that a type of creature claiming to be a player has appeared throughout the Great Chu Kingdom.

His behavior is bizarre and inexplicable; he sometimes kills, sometimes commits suicide, and sometimes screams...

Moreover, these people are immortal, painless, and fearless. Even if they are killed, their bodies will disappear and then be resurrected at random nearby locations.

By interrogating these people about their whereabouts, they claimed to come from another world and that they could level up through killing.

After training several death row inmates, and indeed it was true, these people were able to draw qi into their bodies on the same day.

'Fang Can…'

Silently reciting the name, Xiang Hongtu looked at the word Fang Can mentioned in several reports.

Two worlds... superpowers... Fang Can...

Looking at the information he obtained from the players who had no sense of secrecy, Xiang Hongtu felt that he needed to personally attend the division meeting two days later.

He had originally planned to just send a fourth-rank relative from the Great Chu to participate, but now that it concerns another world, it can no longer be underestimated.

"Hopefully, the division meeting the day after tomorrow will bring good news. I heard that Fang Can is currently staying at Suxinzhai. I hope those women don't skin him alive and eat him alive, leaving not even a bone fragment."

Xiang Hongtu thought to himself silently, and then began to focus on dealing with the pile of official business in front of him.

With his exceptional mental abilities, Xiang Hongtu easily processed all the memorials submitted this morning, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

"Yesterday's treatment was rather harsh; Long'er has only recently been transferred and it's understandable that she might not be able to handle it. Today, I'll go to the inner palace to comfort her."

Thinking of the woman who resembled his deceased wife, Xiang Hongtu felt some regret for his reckless actions yesterday, ignoring her struggles.

Xiang Hongtu felt no dissatisfaction when he thought of Xiang Longtao's desperate struggle last night, which disregarded filial piety.

Because the concept of filial piety and righteousness was not originally created for Xiang Hongtu's lineage.

On the very day Xiang Hongtu became a fourth-ranked official, he followed tradition and beat his own father to death.

After all, the Great Chu can only have one emperor. The late emperor was born at the age of two hundred, and with a lifespan of four thousand years, he will likely occupy the throne indefinitely if nothing unexpected happens.

Is there really a prince who reigns for 800 years?

Wealth, power, and beauty should all belong to the strong; this was Xiang Hongtu's supreme will when he broke through to the fourth stage.

He is undoubtedly the strongest among the fourth-level cultivators in this world!
Therefore, wealth will automatically accumulate in his hands!

Does the father hold the power?

Then I'll destroy Dad without regret! I'll seize power!

Is my son an absolute beauty?
Aren't they born to fulfill their filial duties?
Last night he made his son fulfill his filial duty to the fullest.

It is precisely because of his arrogant and domineering style that he has achieved what he has today.

Slowly rising from the golden, jade-carved dragon throne, Xiang Hongtu looked at every brick and tile in the hall and shook his head with a sigh:

"Unfortunately, even though Long'er is now a female, Tao'er's male organs inside her have not disappeared."

"When I asked him to fulfill his filial duty last night, I had a vague feeling that we were going up against each other. I'll resolve that in a few days."

The thought of what would happen in a moment filled Xiang Hongtu with excitement, and then he disappeared from the spot.

He's going to challenge his son to a duel!
At this moment, nothing is as important as Long'er fulfilling her filial duty to him as any other player or Fang Can matter!
……

Meanwhile, in the Land of Blaze.

A man of ordinary appearance, rough skin, and covered in dust said calmly:
"The various countries have invited my lineage to Guiyun Peak to discuss matters concerning Fang Can."

“In recent months, news about Fang Can has been rampant, and it may even concern the Three Realms. It is indeed appropriate for the sect leader to make a trip there,” a man nodded in agreement.

If the people of Chizhi were to see these people, they would be greatly surprised, because all of them were renowned third or fourth-rank martial artists from various countries.

But for those who are unaware of the details, it will only leave them completely confused.

Because the people in front of them had extremely weak blood energy and incredibly fragile physical bodies, they couldn't even compete with some Qi-inducing martial artists, let alone those at the fourth level.

It should be understood that the process of a martial artist shedding their mortal body is a process of replacing their old blood. At that time, it is normal for their body to be as hard as iron and their skin to be as clear as jade.

Not to mention these martial arts qualities, the men's physiques were also somewhat out of shape, resembling middle-aged, decadent, and slovenly uncles with dark circles under their eyes, not even reaching the average level of the martial arts world.

Compared to martial artists, these people are more inclined to be superhumans in the modern world.

At that moment, a slightly out-of-shape man with a beer belly slowly stood up and said, "I'll go with the sect leader next. After all, there are so many fourth-level cultivators there, we should be prepared for battle."

"Alright... The sect leaders of the other two sects should also be coming. Just remember to look out for each other." The man addressed as sect leader said calmly.

……

In Xiling, a secluded mountain village, the old man looked at the letter in his hand and nodded silently:
"The allocation of the Heavenly Secrets Ranking cauldrons? That's perfect, it's time to send Yun'er out of the village."

"It's a real shame that Yun'er has spent decades in seclusion, cultivating all the way to the fourth level in this small mountain village." "With Yun'er's extraordinary talent, he should be worshipped by all nations and be famous throughout the world. It's a pity that he has spent nearly a hundred years in seclusion in this small mountain valley in order to pursue the Pure Dream True Body."

"For the sake of innocence, Yun'er can no longer speak the language of the outside world, and her eyes are also impaired. She has no senses like ordinary people, and no concept of suffering or pain, all in order to cultivate the strongest fourth-level physique."

As he spoke, the old man quickly walked out of the dilapidated hut, and what came into view was a beautiful landscape of clear waters and lush mountains, untouched by urban development.

In front of the hut, a blond boy was seen squatting on the ground watching an ant slowly dismember a dead, shriveled praying mantis.

Seemingly sensing someone approaching, the boy turned his head and revealed an incredibly innocent smile, speaking in an incomprehensible dialect: "Yay, Guo Lai and Yun'er are going to study things together!"

A satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face. He quickly walked up and said in his local accent, "Hey! Lucky one, the pot is squeezed, the filling is ready, the filling is ready, the filling is ready, the filling is ready!"

"Needle virtue? What a load of rubbish!"

Upon hearing that he could go out and play, the blond boy's face lit up with anticipation, and he nodded vigorously.

He has lived on this small piece of land since birth, and he is full of anticipation for everything in the outside world.

Touched by the boy's anticipation, the old man smiled and silently thought to himself:
"Yun'er, prepare yourself. In two days, I will make the name 'Crimson Sky' awe-inspiring legend, renowned throughout the land!"

……

At this moment, with the "catfish effect" created by Fang Can, powerful martial artists from all positions in the martial arts world gathered here.

Mountains, grasslands, seabed, snow-capped mountains, cities...

The rarely seen fourth-ranked warriors were now flocking to Fang Can's gathering place two days later.

Some people made preparations a few days in advance, setting up early at Guiyun Peak. For the sake of the sect's prosperity for thousands of years, they absolutely could not miss Fang Can, the strongest furnace cauldron.

Yi Tianxing was one of those people. He was holding a small package in his hand and had left an unfinished Go game on the antique table in front of him.

"Grandpa, are you going to attend that meeting?" Ye Yunfeng asked curiously.

As a young man who was once brutally crushed by Fang Can in the Great Tournament of Nations, he felt a little emotional about how the psychological shadow that almost dominated an entire generation was easily dispelled by a fourth-level cultivator.

No matter how dashing a person may be, if they do not reach the fourth level of cultivation, they will ultimately be easily manipulated like ants, and their life and death will be beyond their control.

Thinking of this, he looked at his great-grandfather with fervent and adoring eyes.

Who would have thought that one day, one could become a fourth-rank player simply by playing chess?

It was precisely because of the elder's power to advance to the fourth level that Chess Pavilion was able to occupy a place in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

As the news spread rapidly, the news of Fang Can's arrest also spread throughout the country.

Xiang Ziyu lay hunched over her desk, her delicate hands fiddling with the clutter on the table to build with blocks, a faint melancholy in her eyes, lost in thought.

"That kid got arrested too," Xiang Ziyu sighed softly. "I expected it, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly, in less than a month, right?"

"Father Emperor has already prepared to set off for Guiyun Peak this morning. I wonder what the final outcome will be."

As the news spread far and wide, good tidings continued to pour in from Suxinzhai.

In just three days, more than a dozen female cultivators broke through their cultivation levels thanks to Fang Can's efforts, with good news arriving every few hours.

It should be noted that after ascending to the Heavenly Path, each breakthrough in realm adds at least a hundred years to one's lifespan, and Suxinzhai has now successfully risen to power without lifting a finger thanks to Fang Can's efforts.

He gently withdrew and stepped back, looking at the two girls in front of him who had both broken through to the second stage. Fang Can nodded slightly.

These two are twins who have had a telepathic connection since childhood; whenever one of them is in pain, the other will also sense the same pain.

They've practiced martial arts together since they were little, fought together, and now they're breaking through to the second stage together.

"It's just time to leave!"

Fang Can picked up the white robe and slowly put it on, his expression showing slight fatigue.

For three days and three nights, without stopping, the high-intensity female voice noise bombarded him, and the high-frequency brain electrical signals covered him. Even Fang Can was getting a little annoyed.

Looking at the damp hall, it was clear that every corner was a battlefield where he had fought with his enemies. Even Yan Chuqing's sandalwood couch was covered with human-shaped sweat stains.

Now, dust to dust, ashes to ashes, everything has finally returned to peace!

He turned around, preparing to have Yan Chuqing take him away from this place of trouble, but was then embraced by a group of people.

"Don't go, I feel like I can't live without you anymore," a girl said, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Watashi, I want Master Fang Can to guide me in cultivation a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand more times!"

"Master Fang Can, don't go!"

……

The crowd's reluctant voices rose and fell. After three days of getting to know each other, they had been completely captivated by Fang Can's (ice-like) personal charm.

At this moment, they were all staring intently at the boy with eyes full of unrequited love, wishing they could devour him whole.

(End of this chapter)