Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 348 Chao Xiong Fang Can!

The capital of Dayan was deathly still, both inside and outside the imperial court.

This has been the state of the imperial court ever since Ji Donglai and his group of superpowered individuals went missing some time ago.

They thought they could use the superpowers to make a name for themselves, but something like this happened again in Dayan.

Jiang Qilan listened patiently to the reports from the court officials below.

Since becoming empress, she has gradually gotten used to this kind of life, listening to and playing music with great regularity every day.

Compared to herself, these courtiers who had lived for hundreds of years seemed to be much better than her in terms of experience and methods, and their suggestions for handling matters were always more reasonable than hers.

Sitting high on the dragon throne, looking down at the court officials below, Jiang Qilan's mind wandered into a daze.

I heard that Brother Fang and Sect Leader Liu entered the secret realm together and haven't returned yet.

'The other fourth-level cultivators who returned brought news that Brother Fang may have received the inheritance of the sixth-level cultivator. I wonder when we'll see each other again?'

'And Brother Fang probably doesn't know about the superpowered people yet...'

……

Jiang Qilan's thoughts wandered, and she soon realized that she was still in court.

Looking at the solemn-looking court officials below, she was about to say, "If there is anything to report, please do so; otherwise, the court may adjourn," when a cold, piercing, deep voice entered the hall.

"Get out here and face me, all of you!"

The sound, rolling like thunder, resounded throughout the entire capital, yet Jiang Qilan felt it sounded somewhat familiar.

Before she could think it through, a giant hand churning with black mist suddenly solidified in the void outside the palace.

The palm was a hundred feet wide, and the air currents stirred up by the flexion and extension of its knuckles tore the clouds in the sky into flakes. Wherever it passed, the atmosphere trembled, and even the light was distorted by this force.

The giant hand swung out in the instant it solidified! The golden tiles of the palace dome instantly turned to dust, the beams and pillars collapsed one after another like straws, and the carved dragon and phoenix walls were squeezed out with spider web-like cracks.

Before the courtiers could recover from their shock, the entire building was pushed aside like paper, and then the sunlight from outside shone into the ruins of the hall.

In the sunlight, they could see a young man exuding a murderous aura standing outside the hall, his white hair cascading wildly, and his scarlet pupils pulsating with an almost tangible rage.

"Fang Can!"

Almost instantly, the court officials recognized the white-haired youth's identity.

They didn't dwell on why the boy's appearance had changed. Looking at him now, a thought flashed through their minds—'This newcomer doesn't mean any good!'

After changing the feng shui of the entire palace with a wave of his hand to improve the lighting, Fang Can stood still, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

He also realized that something was wrong with his current state.

So the time it takes for people to come out is a good opportunity for them to adjust their mindset.

But the more Fang Can tried to adjust, the more agitated he became, as if he had stayed up for three days and three nights and was about to go to sleep but was forcibly woken up, with no patience whatsoever.

'Was the sin of wrath triggered prematurely due to an accident?' Fang Can pondered to himself.

As she pondered, the courtiers and the Empress filed out of the ruined palace, their previous contemplation quickly turning into impatience. 'Want to kill, want to fuck, want to fight…'

Along with the anger came all sorts of thoughts of venting.

If arrogance is simply despising everything...

The sin of wrath at that moment is the desire to vent one's malice on this world.

Almost instantly, Fang Can appeared in front of a court official, his eyes filled with malice.

"Young Master Fang, what are your orders?" The courtier couldn't help but swallow hard, as if he were a lamb being stared at by a dinosaur.

"I fucking find your looks so irritating, you must have cursed me in your heart before!"

Fang Can spoke coldly, and in the next instant, his fist shot out like a cannonball, sinking deeply into the other person's cheek.

A tremendous roar rang in the ears of the court officials, and then they saw Fang Can's fist punch out a ravine that stretched for dozens of miles.

At the end of the ravine, a man with shattered bones was embedded in the rock wall, his clothes tattered, his face swollen like a pig's head, unconscious and his fate unknown.

This was only because Fang Can subconsciously withdrew his strength; otherwise, it wouldn't have been just a simple case of unconsciousness. Everyone present would have been reduced to ashes in the aftershocks.

'This... Fang Can has gone mad! Absolutely mad!' This judgment arose subconsciously in everyone's minds, and their legs trembled slightly.

They could no longer find the image of the innocent boy they once knew in this gloomy-faced young man; he seemed to have fallen into demonic ways.

clack clack-

Fang Can finally managed to put his fist down after cracking his knuckles.

He just managed to stop another vicious serial murder case—thanks to his extraordinary self-control!
Slowly exhaling a breath of stale air, Fang Can tilted his head, a fierce glint in his eyes, and said, "While I can still hold my tongue, tell me, what's the deal with that guy from the Asura Path?"

As he spoke, Fang Can sat upright on a broken stone pillar, waiting for the court officials to explain.

After a brief silence, facing Fang Can's increasingly impatient gaze, Prince Qing finally took the initiative to speak after organizing his thoughts:
"That was a Fifth-Rank True Person who returned from the Nightmare Space. His name was Ye Xiuyuan. After hearing that Mr. Ji and his group were from another realm, he came directly to challenge them to a battle."

"That battle took place on the endless sea, and the horrific destruction could be observed even from millions of kilometers away, with the aftershocks of the battle nearly destroying the world."

"In the end, the Asura Dao Master returned unharmed. Through some conversations with him, we know that Mr. Ji must have escaped in the end."

"After that, we did not receive any further news from Mr. Ji. However, according to the news from the other world brought by those game players, the White Federation and the Black Empire have begun to formally establish diplomatic relations with the new country, which may be at risk of annexation. Mr. Ji's current condition should not be very good."

Listening to the information provided by Prince Qing, Fang Can suppressed his anger and asked, "Where is Ye Xiuyuan, the fifth-rank cultivator?"

"I went back. They said there's a time limit each time we come down. This time the exchange period was short, and we still had to carry out missions after returning, so we only stayed for two or three days before going back. They said we'll be back soon."

Prince Qing explained, then looked at Fang Can and said, "You seem to be acting a little strange right now."

"Mind your own business." Fang Can waved his hand to interrupt him. "I only have one question for you: have the war reparations that other countries promised arrived yet?"

After a brief silence, Prince Qing said, "...No, this matter has been completely shelved since Mr. Ji disappeared. What do you want to do?"

"What do you want me to do?" Fang Can grinned with an extremely friendly smile and said, "I'm really angry right now, so tell me what I want to do!"

(End of this chapter)