Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 542 City of Gods
In the boundless void, the dust of extinct stars has not yet settled.

Fang Can hovered above the shattered dimension, his gaze indifferent as he looked down at the listless Wolf Yellow below.

Having seen through Lang Huang's inherited abilities, this battle of the eighth level, a pure contest of fists and feet, has come to an end.

In the battle just now, his power was only a hair's breadth away from the seventh level.

If it weren't for the crucial moment when he was unwilling to let jealousy control his will, he would have decisively chosen to separate the sin of jealousy.

He has probably now officially entered the seventh stage, achieving an astonishing leap from the accumulation of infinite potential to the qualitative change of infinite reality, and undergoing a fundamental sublimation in terms of life level and the essence of power.

He felt that he was just one step away from breaking through to the seventh level of the cultivation realm within his body.

Although he had temporarily stopped to maintain his composure, he had now clearly touched the threshold of "infinite reality".

Fang Can shifted his gaze from Wolf Yellow to the vast world behind him, which had been completely destroyed by the intense collision between the two.

Countless world bubbles clinging to the branches of the ancient tree of the higher dimensions, along with the immeasurable beings and civilizations that might exist within them, had long since been reduced to chaos and nothingness, where even timelines ceased to exist, in the aftershocks of the violent battle.

However, Fang Can felt no pity or regret whatsoever.

Having reached his current level of power, the transformation in his life has brought about a more fundamental understanding of "existence and extinction".

Just as after he became a sixth-level cultivator, he could become so powerful in this moment that he could wipe out countless weak versions of himself from the previous instant in a single thought.

In that instant, Fang Can, having become stronger, could easily restore the boundless world that he had destroyed in the previous moment.

At this moment, restoring the worlds he destroyed is merely a matter of a thought for him.

At this moment, he did not hesitate at all, nor did he make any unnecessary movements; it was merely a thought in his mind.

boom--!
The silent, primordial power, centered on him, surged towards the ruins of the battlefield that had been reduced to wasteland!
Even if everything turns to nothingness, the timeline is reduced to dust, and all concepts cease to exist, the entire world can still be reshaped in the blink of an eye by a stronger being.

An immeasurable, boundless power, like the light at the dawn of the universe, swept across every inch of the desolate void.

A miracle unfolded in an instant: the shattered spacetime structure was rewoven, annihilated matter and energy were redefined and condensed from nothingness, and the collapsed laws of the world were reconstructed...

Countless once-brilliant world bubbles, like images played in reverse, rapidly coalesced and took shape from chaos, forming mountains and rivers, stars and seas, urban civilizations...

Everything was restored precisely to its state before its destruction.

The dimensional rifts torn apart by the aftershocks of the battle healed rapidly, the chaotic energy turbulence subsided, and the flow reversed back towards order and entropy reduction.

It was just a fleeting moment!
It was as if time had never passed and the battle had never taken place.

In that vast star field, countless world bubbles were once again embedded in the branches of the ancient high-dimensional tree, shimmering with the light of order.

Everything returned to its proper order, teeming with life. The traces of destruction were completely erased, leaving only the eternal cosmic landscape.

It was as if the battle at the peak of the eighth level, which had almost affected countless worlds, was just a dream.

No, it's not even a dream!
Because those beings and worlds that can be destroyed by the aftershocks will not even remember that they just died.

At this moment, in Fang Can's eyes, everything in the world except for the people he cared about was just an NPC in the world creation mode.

No matter how much destruction, annihilation, or turmoil occurs.

With a single thought, one can rewind the world to its perfect state from the previous moment.

For Bazhuan, only what he cherishes has meaning, and only what he loves has value!
It stands tall on the newly restored grassland.

Fang Can looked at the two powerless Eight-Rank cultivators in front of him, his expression neither sad nor happy.

Without any hesitation, a dazzling ball of light, powerful enough to obliterate any being below the ninth level of transformation, was born from Fang Can's wrist.

These two eighth-stage lives were meaningless to Fang Can; their lives were hanging by a thread.

Since that's the case, then kill!

Without hesitation, Fang Can threw the object in his hand at near-infinite speed toward the two beasts.

Those universes he destroyed can live!

But these two guys who harbored murderous intent towards him and acted on it deserved to die.

He's just kind-hearted, not a saint!
The ball of light shot out at an unprecedented speed, hurtling towards the two beasts.

Just as the sphere of destruction was about to hit its target!
A portal of light, whose color was indescribable and which was composed of pure rules, tore through the void in front of Wolf Yellow without warning.

Inside the portal lies an unknown realm that no one can explore.

A thick, strong human arm suddenly shot out at a speed that defied the perception of time!

With fingers spread wide, the arm precisely grabbed the ball of light, then abruptly closed its fingers!

"puff!"

Like popping a bubble.

That ball of light, powerful enough to destroy any finite universe, was easily crushed by this arm without even causing a ripple!

This dramatic change happened so fast that it transcended the transmission of thought.

Fang Can's pupils suddenly contracted, but before he could react, the giant hand that had just crushed the ball of light broke through the speed limit again!

As if ignoring the distance in space, the giant hand instantly crossed the void between Fang Can and the gate of light, and grabbed Fang Can's body!
The next moment, an irresistible pulling force erupted!
"Whoosh!"

Fang Can's figure, along with that giant hand, was pulled into that unfathomable gate of light.

The portal then closed instantly, as if it had never existed.

Only the willow catkins drifting across the snowfield and the two still-shaken Eighth Rank cultivators remained in the void.

Jun Wuxian, hiding inside Wolf Yellow's body, looked at the empty snowfield and breathed a sigh of relief.

After emerging from the wolf's body with a look of lingering fear, he said, "I finally survived!"

Seeing Fang Can disappear, Wolf Yellow knew that Jun Wuxian's plan had succeeded, and hurriedly asked, "Which supplier did you send him to?"

"Nowhere, it just got sent to the kitchen of the Divine Restaurant," Jun Wuxian replied.

From the previous conversation until now, he has been secretly communicating with suppliers on the other end of the supply chain.

Over the years, the eight-turn weapons they controlled were all taken away remotely by suppliers from those powerful forces.

After seeing that Fang Can was not going to hold back, they secretly activated their magic to label Fang Can as "quarantine qualified," and sure enough, he was taken away by the supplier.

"But it's good that I survived!" Jun Wuxian said, still shaken.

"We can't do this job. That guy might not die, but if he survives, it will be a disaster for us. We might as well hide for trillions of years and then consider promotion later."

Wolf Yellow nodded secretly, but then suddenly froze, staring at Jun Wuxian's eyes with a hint of horror.

Because in that instant when Jun Wuxian's focus relaxed slightly—

Changes occur again!

A pair of long, slender arms, made real by borrowing Jun Wuxian's memories, slowly emerged from within his eyes.

"Pfft!"

A muffled thud as flesh was forcibly torn apart!
Another pair of arms, also formed from memories and memes, pierced through Wolf Yellow's chest with immense force!

All that could be seen was that long, slender arm tightly gripping Jun Wuxian's neck, and with a gentle twist, it was revealed that he was holding Jun Wuxian's neck.

click-

In an instant, countless spurts of blood erupted from Jun Wuxian's body.

All concepts, including the infinitely expanding cave space within his body, were shattered by the arm.

ho ho-

A hint of despair flashed in Jun Wuxian's eyes.

He felt the image of Fang Can in his mind regress into an ordinary memory.

Before his consciousness faded, he saw the following:

The wolf-yellow hue resembled porcelain crushed by a road roller, crumbling and disintegrating inch by inch from the inside out, turning into nothingness where even quark structures no longer exist.

In the blink of an eye.

This is the edge of a star field that Fang Can has just restored and revitalized.

The two once-powerful demon clan members at the eighth level have vanished without a trace.

Even the last trace of their existence was completely erased from the realm of reality and information by the meme attack originating from Fang Can's memories.

……

On the other end, on the other side of the vanishing portal.

Pulled by infinite force and speed, Fang Can was directly dragged into a vast space-time that was infinitely high to the top, infinitely wide to the left, infinitely broad inward, and infinitely long to the front.

The surrounding area was vast and boundless, with a high, invisible dome constructed of a jet-black metal that could block all divine perception. The ground was a seamless metal plate of the same material, icy cold.

The space was filled with enormous hooks of various shapes, from which countless biological remains were suspended.

Some are as large as the core of a galaxy, others are twisted vines flowing with iridescent sap, and still others are unidentified biological skeletons that can span billions of light-years...

These are all processed ingredients or semi-finished products, ranging from low to high levels, with quite a few at the eighth level!
In this spacetime, countless kitchen utensils are arranged, encompassing countless kitchen utensils from ancient times to the future.

In reality, so many kitchen utensils would burst an observable universe.

But in this infinitely vast space and time, these kitchen utensils can only occupy a negligible place.

This is actually a kitchen that's infinitely large?!
Fang Can, who was dragged in without any power to resist, was like a fish on a chopping board, forced onto it.

In a dizzying moment, Fang Can was slammed hard onto some kind of cold object.

A strong stench of blood mixed with the aroma of spices assaulted the nostrils, and looking up, one could see a massive, galaxy-like hook chain hanging high in the dome.

The walls were covered with the corpses of various monsters, including a Kunpeng with wings that blotted out the sky, a Xuan Turtle with shells like star rings, and even half a dragon tail flowing with starlight.

Immediately, the large hand that had pulled Fang Can over pressed down hard on Fang Can's back.

The being's right arm gripped a two-dimensional cleaver with zero thickness, ready to sever Fang Can's head.

'Um? '

Just as Fang Can was about to die on the chopping board, the person holding the cleaver let out a surprised sound.

"A living person?!"

The angry roar was so loud it hurt my eardrums.

Fang Can then realized that he was lying on his back on a dark red chopping board that was as big as a continent, with three giants dressed in white chef's robes standing around him.

The leader held a serrated longsword, the blade gleaming with a cold light capable of cleaving space.

As he raised his knife to strike, the blade, which was zero thickness, hovered three inches from Fang Can's nose.

Then the being threw down the butcher's knife and shouted:
"Hey, what the hell is wrong with your kitchen suppliers? They actually sent a live person over this time!"

"The quarantine label is wrong! This is a human at level 8!"

"Damn it, if customers find out that human flesh has seeped into our food, will our restaurant even be able to stay in business?!"

As the being shouted loudly, countless people in the kitchen peered over.

Upon seeing that it was indeed a single person, everyone's expression darkened.

Even setting aside the fact that they are also human, it is unacceptable to eat one's own kind.

In today's multiverse, where humanity is the dominant species, they all understand what it means to find human flesh in a restaurant.

If a chef is labeled as "a chef who has cooked human flesh dishes," no mainstream restaurant will accept them from now on, and they will have no choice but to join the dark side of the chef world.

This is simply a vicious tactic to ruin their reputation!
"What the hell is going on? How could someone have gotten mixed in with the ingredients?!"

"Damn it, is it some rival restaurant that's trying to pull these dirty tricks because they see how well we're doing?"

"We must conduct a thorough investigation and check the previous supply records to see if anyone actually made the purchase!"

"Let's not check the old records. It wouldn't be good if we found something."

……

The kitchen was thrown into chaos as soon as the food was brought in.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Fang Can turned his gaze to his surroundings, his eyes filled with pure curiosity.

This is a truly infinite, enclosed space that stretches as far as the eye can see!

Judging from the furnishings, this is still a kitchen?
Fang Can observed and surveyed his surroundings with surprise in his eyes!

Because within this infinitely vast space, there are invisible restrictions that seal off the entire world.

If one relies solely on the limited power of the eighth level, one can only be trapped in this enclosed space until death, and no matter how long one runs, one will never be able to escape.

In the distance, various kinds of monsters live in countless enclosed glass tanks of all sizes.

From reptiles to amphibians.

Races of different levels of power, and countless demon races, were placed in the vast ecological park covered by glass tanks to provide these chefs with practice opportunities.

Noticing Fang Can's gaze, the burly man who had dragged Fang Can into the kitchen earlier said irritably:
"Hey kid, what's going on with you? How did you end up being caught by us in the kitchen of God City through supplier channels?"

"explain."

A chef with three heads and six arms held a cleaver to Fang Can's forehead, his six eyes gleaming with a cold light.
"Otherwise, I'll slice you into trillions of sashimi slices, each one retaining its pain receptors."

"If the suppliers you're talking about are two demons, I was chasing them down at the time."

Facing the gazes of the chefs, Fang Can stood still and said, "Obviously, those two suppliers, in order to protect themselves, directly used the supply channels to call you two over."

After hearing Fang Can's explanation, the chef breathed a sigh of relief. If it was an accident, then it was alright.

Then, noticing Fang Can's calm expression, the chef said in surprise, "You're hunting down our suppliers, aren't you afraid we'll kill you?"

"Are you going to kill your own customer?" Fang Can asked rhetorically, then pulled a slip of paper from his inner sanctum.

When the chef looked at the note in Fang Can's hand, his face darkened again.

Because the entire strip of paper is a completely flat surface with zero thickness when viewed from the side, while the front is inlaid with a line of large, gilded characters: "Gods' City".

This was the temporary ticket to the City of Gods in the multiverse that Ji Ran had casually given to Fang Can before he died!

When the head chef saw the ticket, he knew the problem was serious.

The head chef almost cursed under his breath when he thought about how he had nearly turned a diner into a dish!

"Hehe...hehe..."

Upon seeing the ticket in Fang Can's hand, the head chef's expression immediately changed 180 degrees: "Is this gentleman from the martial arts world?"

"How did you know?" Fang Can asked, somewhat surprised.

'It's over...'

The chefs at the scene secretly realized they were in deep trouble; they had almost killed the boss's junior.

Moreover, someone from the martial arts world who can cultivate to the eighth level of the Mind-Only Martial Arts at such a young age is at least a sect's prodigy.

They definitely have powerful backers. If they cause a diplomatic incident, they'll be in deep trouble!
"Haha, haha, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Thinking it best to avoid trouble, the head chef chuckled and took a step forward.

The next moment, the star-sized body shrank to the same normal size as Fang Can.

He then casually put his arm around Fang Can's shoulder, a radiant smile spreading across his face.
"My friend, just by looking at your imposing appearance, I can tell you're our boss's junior from school."

"Since you've arrived here ahead of time, why not take this opportunity to stay here?"

"Everyone knows that the city lord of our Divine City is famously hospitable. If he knew that a young talent from the martial arts world could come here, he would definitely be very welcoming!"

"I will report your arrival to the city lord shortly. I believe that according to the appointment, we should be able to meet tomorrow morning."

"So, you'll stay in this divine city tonight."

"After everything is arranged, I will talk to the city lord again tomorrow morning."

Seeing the head chef's obsequious manner, Fang Can revealed a mocking smile: "What about what happened just now?"

"What happened just now? What happened just now!"

The head chef looked bewildered, and then, with a pained expression, he pulled out his personal little space, which contained countless dragon crystals, spirit stones, immortal herbs, world cores, cultivation manuals, and other assets accumulated over the years.

Because the idealistic martial arts are known for not relying on resources.

Moreover, they didn't know which cultivation system Fang Can would use to reach the ninth level of the title, so they could only give him a little more.

Feeling the heavy little space that the other party had given him, and looking at the mountain of treasures inside, even he felt a chill run down his spine.

The wealth accumulated by a powerful being whose strength surpasses the limitless is so vast that, in terms of value alone, it could buy several infinitely large universes.

Faced with such immense wealth, even Fang Can, who was unfamiliar with the multi-currency system, could feel the profound sincerity behind it.

With a sense of satisfaction, the two completed their deal.

A few minutes later, after being escorted out by the chef, Fang Can began his night in the Divine City - Underage Zone.

The people living here are all minors whose strength has not yet reached the level of the Infinite Realm!

(End of this chapter)