Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 481 Fang Can's Offspring

Hua Hua Hua——

A silent roar seemed to emanate from the very core of the starry sea.

After completely seizing control of the [Chronicles of Time] inheritance, Fang Can's mind became the Star Sea Rules.

In the blink of an eye, the gods were instantly refined under Fang Can's will, transforming directly into a sea of ​​faith light that flowed backward.

The dazzling river of faith converged into a torrent that swept across all the heavens and myriad realms, then surged back.

Like a celestial river pouring down, it all eventually converged into Fang Can's outstretched palm.

From then on, all the gods perished, and there were no gods in the world!

Fang Can's controlling stake in [The History of Time] jumped from 51% to 100%!

Looking at the chaos he held in his palm, Fang Can pondered: 'Now that the universe has been annihilated, naturally what belongs to the gods should return to the gods, and what belongs to all living beings should return to all living beings!'

After thinking it over, he directly created a microcosm within a small space.

The faith, which was originally a chaotic mess, vibrated in the palm of his hand, and then began to peel away and disintegrate.

The light and pure substances rise slowly, being refined into pure energy;

The crystal-clear substance contained the power of life and vitality, and after rising, it merged into Fang Can's body, becoming his driving force.

The heavy and turbid substances slowly descend, returning to the emotions of all living beings.

These emotions encompass the instincts of billions of people, with greed, anger, hope, love, and all other emotions converging in one place.

Fang Can released his right hand, which he was holding, and the heavy emotions of all living beings crashed down, raining down on the entire star sea, returning them to everyone, regardless of age or gender.

Ordinary people, whether citizens of the empire or survivors of the outlying planets.

Whether they were young children or old women, everyone's body trembled.

A cool and penetrating thought was poured into the depths of his consciousness like a sudden enlightenment, and a new cultivation technique appeared in his mind.

From this moment on, the entire Star Sea will return to the era of cultivation, and since they will no longer offer their consciousness to the Book of Time, the Book of Time will have no obligation to interfere with or protect them.

Now that all faiths in the world have been collected, Fang Can himself will serve as the inhabitant of the legacy of the Book of Time, and he will provide the energy.

'However... if that happens, this star sea might be thrown into chaos.'

Suspended atop the sea of ​​stars, Fang Can's gaze pierced through dimensional barriers, overlooking the burgeoning new world below.

Ecstasy, confusion, ambition, unease... countless emotions surged in the silence. While martial arts granted power, it also shattered the fragile peace that had been forcibly maintained by the annals of history.

Previously, due to the interference and protection of historical records, different countries could only engage in verbal exchanges at most.

But now that they've lost the checks and balances of history and have also practiced martial arts, they've all gone completely mad.

It is likely that various calamities and great tribulations will soon occur in this world, and the prelude to an era of rampant demons, the emergence of numerous heroes, and the survival of the fittest will begin, with one after another taking the stage.

Thinking of this, Fang Can looked at the inheritance in the Book of Time, hesitated for a while, then cut it up again and threw it out, covering the entire starry sky.

In any case, having one more or one less inheritance doesn't make a big difference to him now, so he might as well let this inheritance continue to protect the entire star sea.

However, without the influence of a god stripping away faith, all beings in this universe, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, can now cultivate.

In a new era of great strife, it is likely that within a million years, a new seventh-rank martial artist will be born in this world.

Or perhaps... the new seventh rank has already been born?
Fang Can raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the river of time, looking towards the beginning of time, but all he saw was a hazy mist.

Time in this world is an endless cycle; whoever occupies the present is simultaneously grasping the past and the future.

Theoretically speaking, if someone in the future can reach the seventh, eighth, or even the ninth level of reincarnation, they should immediately travel back up from the future node to the present world!
For example, the Book of Time is actually a book about people from the future for Fang Can, which forcibly takes him to the starry sea billions of years in the future.

and many more……

Suddenly, Fang Can's expression changed as he looked at the scene that appeared on the river of time.

In his vision, on the once hazy and unfathomable river of time, a petite figure was walking against the flow of time.

The girl was about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a gorgeous and exquisite crimson-black gothic dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps. Her thick, black pigtails cascaded down her shoulders.

What is most striking are his two strikingly different heterochromatic eyes: the left eye is like the purest and most translucent blood-red gemstone, while the right eye is as dazzling as molten gold.

The delicate white silk wrapped around her legs, eventually settling into a pair of small, black leather boots.

Thud... thud... thud...

The leather boots treaded on the void, making a crisp, echoing sound.

The once colorless and transparent river of time was stained crimson by the appearance of the loli, like a wildly burning red and black flame.

'Speak of the devil, and he appears!' I was just pondering this question when a powerful expert, guaranteed to be at least a seventh-tier rank, appeared, seemingly stepping out from the future...'

Fang Can was speechless as he gazed at the petite girl who had silently traveled upstream from the lower reaches of the river of time until she stood before him.

With the appearance of the girl, everything in the entire starry sea fell into stillness.

Whether it was the cheering or regretful commoners of various nations, or even the flowers, trees, and light, everything seemed to come to a standstill.

Just as Fang Can was pondering how to face the girl in front of him, she quietly looked at him with her heterochromatic eyes and then slowly said, "Dad!"

Fang Can: ? ? ?
The moment he left the room, Fang Can's face, which had remained calm even when facing an extremely powerful expert, froze, and he stared at the girl in front of him with a strange look.

The girl's voice was clear and melodious. To make sure it wasn't a slip of the tongue, Fang Can even analyzed the voice in his mind thousands of times to make sure that the other person's words had no other meaning.

Almost simultaneously, thoughts of "Junior Sister Wa" and "Senior Sister Go" kept rising and falling in his mind!
To be honest, even if the girl had attacked him directly, Fang Can wouldn't have been so at a loss.

Composing himself, Fang Can bent down slightly and looked at the girl with a calm and indifferent gaze, saying, "You even called me 'Dad' just to curry favor. Kid, you have no backbone!"

The girl gently shook her head and said in a cool voice, "I was created by my father. If you mind this title, you can call me Father God."

'Don't be ridiculous, how could I possibly have a child!' Fang Can instinctively wanted to deny it.

Because of her parents' questionable behavior, Fang Can deeply resents the idea of ​​having children and currently has no desire to have any at all.

With the possibility of a turn for the better, Fang Can doesn't need to worry about making mistakes even without any preparations.

So no matter how eloquent the girl in front of him was, Fang Can absolutely did not believe that he could have a child.

Before Fang Can could deny it any further, the girl raised her hand and transmitted information through her mind. When Fang Can saw the message, he fell silent... The girl in front of him was none other than the spirit of the "History of Time" from countless years later.

At this moment, Fang Can has 100% control of the History Book, and all the information about this new lineage of all living beings is composed of all the legends, literature, and beliefs that Fang Can left in this world.

So theoretically speaking, if the other party really wanted to call him "father," Fang Can seemed to have no way to deny it.

Now, Fang Can also understand the answer to the question that had been bothering him: Why are there no other seventh-level powerhouses in the upper reaches of this world?
Because only a sixth-level powerhouse can reverse time and space, and a sixth-level powerhouse simply cannot be born in the future.

As is widely known, to become a sixth-level being, one needs to connect with other universes.

Although the past and future are connected in a loop in this world, there is a present time point, which is the point where Fang Can ended his golden age not long ago.

Only at the present moment can one connect with other universes. Others from the past and future who wish to break through to the sixth stage of reincarnation must travel back in time to the correct point in time to connect with other universes.

But this is a paradox: to break through to the 6th rank, you need to reverse time, but to reverse time, you need the strength of the 6th rank, creating a vicious cycle.

Moreover, even at the sixth level, one cannot reverse time for an extended period; at most, one can only exist for a brief moment. To truly appear in the past, one needs at least the power of the seventh level.

Therefore, the strongest warrior in the entire starry sky in the future will only be at the peak of the 5th level, and everyone will be stuck due to this bug.

But the Book of Time is different; it takes a completely different approach, not connecting with other universes, but directly connecting with its own homeland.

The history books of time did not conform to the outside world, but were directly integrated into the local world, creating the inheritance of all living beings, which is why it has become the only Seven Revolutions in this world.

Moreover, because the historical records of the past have severed the path forward, no more seventh-rank powerhouses will ever appear in the future.

Having figured all this out, Fang Can looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression.

The other party noticed Fang Can's gaze, thought for a moment, and then said:
"Theoretically speaking, 99.9% of the power in your body is formed by devouring the faith of all living beings, and the faith of all living beings is all the power I have at this point in time."

"So you also have 99.9% of my DNA in you, so you can also call me Mom."

Fang Can: ...

"Our DNA is intertwined, so we can be considered a conjugate father and daughter, or if you don't mind, you can call me..."

Seeing that the other party kept spouting outrageous remarks, Fang Can couldn't take it anymore and quickly stopped him, saying, "That's enough, that's enough. Just call me father, that's fine. You don't need to change it anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Can regretted it. How could he have agreed so hastily?

"Mmm." The girl nodded obediently, a serene smile appearing on her face.

It can only be said that Fang Can's personality is one of compromise; when the girl said she wanted to lift the ceiling, he agreed to open the window.

"So why didn't you stay in the future? What are you doing here?" Fang Can asked, somewhat awkwardly acknowledging this daughter.

"Because I'm hungry." The girl stared straight at Fang Can and said succinctly.

'Hungry...' Fang Can pondered the girl's current state.

For the transmission of history through the ages, the so-called "eating" is about expanding territory and constantly increasing the size of one's landholdings.

It is foreseeable that this girl will occupy the entire territory of the future, and if she wants to continue eating and becoming stronger, she can only expand beyond the universe.

With this in mind, the reason why his adopted daughter came to find him became very clear.

"You want me to take you out and then keep taking over land outside your territory?" Fang Can asked. "Can't you do it yourself?"

Fang Can couldn't understand why the History of Time, a guaranteed seventh-level peak powerhouse who might already dominate the entire future universe, needed him, a weak, pitiful, and helpless fourth-level powerhouse, to guide him.

The gothic girl gently shook her head and said, "No, the world leading to the outside world is inhabited by more than one expert above the seventh level. I dare not go."

"So, I dare to?" Fang Can looked at the delicate girl in front of him with a speechless expression. "My combat strength is still inferior to yours right now."

"I believe in Dad. If I stay with Dad, I won't be in danger." The girl looked intently at Fang Can and said, "Dad isn't as weak as he seems."

Fang Can: ...

So she's clinging to me now. Fang Can scrutinized the heterochromatic-eyed girl in front of him:
"Is this a deal, or a setup? You were prepared all along to come after I had devoured all the faith in the entire star sea?"

Facing Fang Can's gaze, the gothic girl nodded obediently, without denying it.

As someone who has inherited the spirit, she naturally wouldn't be as naive as an ordinary little girl in terms of personality.

Or rather, even if such a naive period did occur, as a super-powerful being who occupies the entire future timeline, he would not be affected by such trivial emotions at all.

Moreover, she knew that, facing Fang Can, who was now at the seventh level, lies and fraud could only deceive him temporarily, so it was better to just tell him everything from the beginning.

So throughout the whole process, she didn't lie at all, and Fang Can really was her father.

Fang Can rubbed his temples, a mix of emotions swirling in his mind. He sighed softly at the thought of this situation, where interests were intertwined with truth. He never imagined that as a son he would have to give his parents gold coins, and as a father he would have to give his children gold coins.

The other party's blatant demand for money, "My daughter, send money," silenced Fang Can.

However, to be honest, the power I have now was indeed taken from the historical records of time; I was the one who first exposed the opponent's gold coins.

After all, in this world of time loops, if the other party disagrees, they can simply travel along the timeline and crush this "wool party" (a term for someone who exploits loopholes for personal gain).

So even if there's no connection whatsoever, purely from a transactional perspective, if the other party asks for something in return, Fang Can would generally agree.

"Now, what are your next thoughts?"

"I want to integrate into Father's reign and expand with the new nation," the history book of time declared its desire.

"Okay, anything else?" Fang Can nodded and continued to ask.

There was no reply to his words, and then Fang Can felt a sudden tightness in his body.

Before he could react, the gothic girl had already hugged Fang Can tightly: "Thank you, Dad, this one is enough."

"Hmm." Fang Can kept a straight face and didn't make any statement. He looked down at his suddenly appearing daughter and said, "Then I also have a condition."

“Dad said.”

"When we're outside, you're not allowed to call me 'Dad, Dad.' Just call me by my full name," Fang Can said seriously.

"Yes, Dad can also call me by a pseudonym."

The girl nodded and said, "From now on, my name will be Fang Shuyue!"

(End of this chapter)