Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 288 War Reparations, Settled [6000 views today, please vote!]

Looking at Fang Can, the abbot said sincerely, "I hope that you will allow Chi Xiao and this old monk to leave."

Seemingly fearing that Fang Can might disagree, the host continued:

"If you are still not at ease, I can grant you the method to break the curse with my divine eye."

Elder of the Brahma Sound Temple: ...

We just said not to casually share core technologies.

You're not going to pass on the core techniques, but this time you're going to pass on the method to crack the core technology, right?

Seemingly fearing that Fang Can might disagree, the abbot took out a Buddhist rosary and handed it over: "It contains the method to counter the Heavenly Eye. After you learn it, please do not pass it on to others."

Ji Donglai took the prayer beads, but the old man with three turns on the wall objected.

"Chixiao is the holy son of my Sacred Heart lineage. I do not agree to you taking him away," the old man roared through the live stream.

“This child is using the Heavenly Eye of our temple, and I have a responsibility to prevent him from killing innocent people indiscriminately.”

The host explained, "As long as Chixiao passes the test of his character or loses his Heavenly Eye and severs his karmic ties, we will naturally not obstruct him."

"If you are worried that Chixiao will be mistreated in the temple, you can have the Sacred Heart lineage supervise him. That is perfectly acceptable."

The old man, who had just reached the third level of cultivation, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

The original intention was to let Chixiao shine in front of everyone, but in the end, he was conscripted by the guys from the Brahma Temple.

Moreover, abolishing the Heavenly Eye means that the Holy Son's pure heart has been exposed, which is even more unacceptable to him.

Before anyone could finish their thought, Fang Can had already stepped out of Ji Donglai's inner space.

He went straight to the chessboard where Yi Tianxing was playing and observed his opponent's expression.

On the seven chessboards in front of him, hundreds of moves had already been made, and with Fang Can's current skill level, he could tell at a glance that Black was in a hopeless situation.

But Yi Tianxing's condition was truly terrifying when he was in front of Fang Can!
After using his life-giving ability, all the substances in his body were supplied to his brain, causing everything except the brain to melt into pure energy liquid and be absorbed by the brain.

After hundreds of moves, Yi Tianxing had lost his human form and transcended human comprehension.

His original appearance of white hair and youthful face disappeared, leaving only a brain floating in the air, its surface covered with tangled purplish-red blood vessels.

Even so, it still couldn't stop the opponent's determination to play, and one black piece after another fell onto the board.

The air still echoed with the reverberations of his thoughts: 'What a brilliant move! A truly brilliant move, simply a divine strike!'

Seeing the opponent's current state, and knowing that this was the opponent's martial arts, Fang Can naturally played along to the end, throwing in the white pieces to fight the black pieces.

Meanwhile, in Ji Donglai's space, the body of the Rotten King had also been completely restored.

"Man, I won the revival match against Lao Da with my elbow."

After rewinding time, the rotten king spoke in a pretentious manner.

His body then slowly landed, and he returned to his original form.

Outside, as pieces gradually occupied the board and possibilities converged, the pace of the game between Fang Can and Yi Tianxing accelerated once again.

After another forty moves, with Fang Can placing another white piece, the seven games in front of them had entered a dead end.

Sensing the moves of the game, Yi Tianxing shook the air and said, "Young friend, your chess skills are divine; this old man humbly concedes defeat..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he resigned and the black pieces around him collapsed, followed by a beam of light descending from the sky.

Amidst the lamentations of the disciples of the Chess Pavilion, seven peak-level attacks of the fourth rank directly impacted Yi Tianxing's entire brain.

It didn't even have a chance to spread; it simply turned into invisible dust and disappeared.

"Finally finished." Fang Can breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the entire battle, from the detonation of the antimatter bomb to the present, has lasted less than three minutes, every second requires focused calculation, making the time span seem incredibly long.

Now that everything has finally settled down, I can finally relax a bit.

'But...why aren't there any other fourth-tier supporters? Are they all afraid?' Fang Can thought to himself subconsciously.

The answer is...that's right!
After seeing that Ji Donglai still had an unknown number of antimatter bombs in his possession, most of the fourth-level recruits gave up the idea of ​​recruiting more.

Furthermore, even Xiang Hongtu, who possessed incredible stats and mechanics at the peak of the fourth tier, was killed. Other fourth tier players who didn't believe they had the ability to do so decisively chose to be pragmatic and adaptable.

Five monsters, including Xiang Hongtu, were killed by Fang Can and his group, leaving only one alive.

These ordinary fourth-tier cultivators could only sit at the same table as the first wave of fourth-tier cultivators killed by antimatter weapons. As for the stronger ones, the peak fourth-tier cultivators who were only one step away from fifth-tier?

They were currently conserving their energy and waiting for the opening of the sixth-level secret realm so they could break through to the fifth level. Fang Can's furnace cauldron was useless to them, so they had no time to care about such trivial matters.

Anyway, if there's a chance to break through to the fifth level in the secret realm, wouldn't Fang Can easily take advantage of him after we come back?

After much back and forth, the larger players were unwilling to participate, and the smaller players dared not participate, resulting in a stalemate.

As the battle ended, Bai Xiaosheng also disconnected the "under the public eye" effect, but this did not mean that Fang Can's image disappeared in the eyes of others.

Depending on an individual's ability to understand information, the live stream may appear to last anywhere from ten minutes to several hours.

On the other hand, after patient negotiations between the abbot of the Brahma Temple and the three-turn elder, the other party had no choice but to reluctantly agree to go to the Buddha's Land for quiet cultivation with Chixiao.

After the negotiations were completed, the abbot walked up to Fang Can and said, "Benefactor Fang, I have something to remind you of."

"What?" Fang Can asked curiously.

“Through telepathy, I have discovered that your mindset is somewhat…” The abbot hesitated before continuing, “a bit too obsessive.”

'Uh…' Upon hearing the host's words, Fang Can recalled that Luo Yanmo seemed to have said the same thing when he descended Guiyun Peak.

'Am I really that weird?'

Fang Can began to doubt his own heart, but then he thought of the suppressed mental state he had experienced during the days after breaking through to the first stage, and immediately felt that he was indeed a master who could judge people very accurately.

“Benefactor, martial arts is a cultivation of the mind. If this continues, you may fall into the demonic path and affect your progress in cultivation.” The abbot reminded you, “It is best to always pay attention to your mental state and not become obsessed.”

Fang Can nodded seriously, taking the host's words to heart. It seemed she really needed to pay attention to her mindset during this period.

The abbot pondered for a moment, then added with concern, "If you feel anything is amiss, you can come to my Brahma Temple. We will use the Heart-Reflecting Mirror to examine you, find the root of your distress, and prescribe the right remedy."

"No need, no need..." Fang Can waved his hand gently, thinking that he probably hadn't reached that point yet.

As Fang Can thought, within his sea of ​​consciousness, the pitch-black sun, which was surrounded and imprisoned by golden chains, was now gradually releasing pitch-black flames.

However, before the black flames could break through the barrier, they were absorbed by the golden chains without releasing any aftershocks, leaving only pure golden light to strengthen Fang Can's body.

As a reflection of Fang Can's psychology, the black flame represents a part of Fang Can's pure evil.

At this moment, bound by the golden chains, the black flames seem unable to affect Fang Can, but one day the great sun will break free from the shackles of the heart and may turn the world into a sea of ​​fire.

In reality, after a friendly discussion between the two parties, the host left.

Ji Donglai had already washed off the mud and stepped forward, asking, "Shall we continue hunting the other fourth-tier hunters?"

"It's difficult. After today's battle, the Fourth Rank will be on guard and will hide. It will be hard for us to find their traces."

"Moreover, if we kill too many, the Brahma Temple might intervene. The effects of a fifth-level sacrificial artifact could wipe out your savings, so it's better to stop for now."

"Is that all?" Ji Donglai was still somewhat dissatisfied, but considering that Chi Xiao, who had been rolling in the mud with him, had been easily manipulated by that old monk, he had no choice but to accept it.

"How could that be? War reparations are of course indispensable." Fang Can laughed.
"The monks may run away, but the temples can't. Those fourth-level cultivators may run away, but the sects and the country can't. We have to give them a good beating."

"Next, let's go back to Dayan. The Dayan royal family is now in decline. Except for the Jiejian Mountain, all the other fourth-level cultivators have been wiped out by us. They dare not resist our takeover, or rather, they are happy to see it happen."

"Then, in the name of Dayan, we will demand compensation from all the fourth-level cultivators who attended Guiyun Peak. After all, my title of Dayan Hero has not yet disappeared, and it is reasonable and legal for Dayan to stand up for me."

"When the time comes, we'll squeeze some money out of those sects that just lost their fourth-stage cultivators, and make a killing. Those sects that didn't lose any fourth-stage cultivators probably won't stand up for us, since it's in accordance with morality."

"If they don't compensate us, we'll dig up their roots and their graves. Who told them to have nothing better to do than attend the meeting? Even those monks couldn't find fault with us."

"Aren't we superpowered beings physically fragile? Let's make them compensate us with a few more life-saving sacrificial artifacts, and try to ensure that every superpowered being at the city level or above has one. Then this effort won't have been in vain."

Fang Can smiled like a fox who had stolen a chicken. When talking about war reparations, he was so happy that he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. After all, it was an endless amount of money, and as a victorious country, he had to make a big profit.

He then recalled the old monk's teachings, his expression calmed down a bit, and he coughed lightly, saying, "Well, that's about it. Anyway, let's go back to Dayan first, and proceed accordingly from now on."

"But... wasn't that lightning bolt from Sword Slayer Mountain?" the lazy bum said with a mocking laugh.
"Hagichan successfully captivated a four-chair turn with his stunning charm."

"What are you thinking? He's just a senior who has been kind to you. Don't spread rumors."

Fang Can quickly shook his head and said, "I do have quite a connection with Senior Liu's disciple. Speaking of which, Senior Liu should be considered my mother-in-law, who is older than me?"

'But if Senior Liu is older than me, then what's the relationship between Little Liu and me?' This thought inexplicably arose in Fang Can's mind.

"Never mind." Shaking his head slightly, Fang Can said, "Boss Ji, first teleport me to Yan Chuqing's place. One month of hard control is still a bit too little. I'll give her three years' worth of data."

(End of this chapter)