Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 544 Everyone is Like a Dragon!

We boarded a special train bound for the city center.

Fang Can headed to the city center at the appointed time.

The cost of this train journey was covered by the enormous sum of money that the head chef had bribed him with.

The train travels smoothly through the dimensional passage, where the concept of speed becomes blurred, as if space itself folds over wherever the mind goes.

There were only four or five people in each carriage of the entire train, but the total number of carriages was so large that Fang Can could not count them.

Looking at the passengers in the same carriage, after leaving the underage area, there were significantly more level nine powerhouses entering.

Because of the generational gap in strength, Fang Can couldn't discern the other party's specific level of cultivation.

Anyway, these adults are all stronger than him, but I can't tell how much stronger they are.

At this moment, their behavior was no different from that of ordinary people: some looked down at the wristwatch-shaped light screen, some closed their eyes to rest, and some talked in hushed tones about business or their experiences.

It's hard to believe that anyone here is a top-tier powerhouse capable of shattering the infinite universe with a stomp of their foot.

This extreme contrast made Fang Can even more apprehensive.

It was as if the power that shook the heavens was merely a backdrop to their daily commute; infinity was an illusion, and going to work was their only life.

Being there gave Fang Can a sense of déjà vu, as if he were back in his pre-cultivation days, rushing to catch the early train to school.

After a long journey on the Mugen Train to the city center, a colossal skyscraper, soaring into the clouds and whose height defies description, stood before me.

This is the administrative center of the Divine City! It oversees all affairs of the entire city.

Inside, countless creatures of various shapes and powerful auras moved about, each busy with their own tasks, yet maintaining perfect order, without even glancing at Fang Can, the outsider.

After showing his pass, Fang Can was politely escorted into the elevator.

The elevator ascended silently and swiftly, and Fang Can felt as if he were passing through layers of frozen time and space.

When the elevator doors slid open again, he was already on the top floor of the giant tower.

Before them lay a long corridor paved with spirit stones and inlaid with countless runes, exuding a tranquil aura.

At the end of the corridor, a heavy, brown door with the luster of ancient wood stands quietly, a stark contrast to the rugged and magnificent style outside the tower.

Looking at the brown wooden door leading to the city lord's office, Fang Can knocked lightly twice.

"Come in!" A deep, steady male voice came from inside the office.

Gently push open the door, and you'll find a spacious room with modern decor.

Unlike the rough and unrefined style of those outside, where even the kitchen is expanded to have infinite space, the room of the city lord of this divine city gave Fang Can an exceptionally exquisite feeling.

Deep inside, Fang Can saw a tall, slender man wearing a white cloak and a single-lensed glasses.

At this moment, the man stood with his back to Fang Can in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze lowered as he looked down at the layout of the entire divine city.

When Fang Can entered, the man turned around, finally showing Fang Can his face.

Just from the first impression, it gives people a feeling of grandeur and boundless ambition.

With thick eyebrows, large eyes, a high nose, a wide mouth, and a square face, his complexion showed signs of hardship, and his demeanor exuded an air of authority, giving people a sense of great reliability.

The man's gaze fell on Fang Can.

"Hmm?" A very faint look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

A hint of surprise immediately appeared on his face: "Young brother, you're only at the sixth level?"

As he spoke, his gaze unconsciously shifted upwards.

Upon noticing the dice that had stopped spinning above Fang Can's forehead, he couldn't help but feel alarmed: 'Young man, this sixth-level inheritance and cultivation technique is truly perilous. No wonder Ji Ran, that forensic fanatic, recommended it to me.'

In just one glance, the man had seen through Fang Can's cultivation level, techniques, and lineage.

With a sigh in his eyes, he thought, "No wonder he ended up hanging out with Ji Ran, that guy who died because of witnessing."

With his overwhelming advantage of superior skill, he had seen through Fang Can's many states even without intending to spy on him.

First, there's the cultivation technique. If it can support the sixth level of cultivation, it's comparable to the eighth level, which must be extremely dangerous.

If an ordinary person were to learn this, they would inevitably go insane and die.

But Fang Can always maintains and transcends his mental state, just like walking a tightrope high in the sky. Once he makes a mistake, he will surely be doomed.

Especially the last two sins: gluttony and lust.

Food and sex are the most basic instincts of life, and unconventional methods can overcome these instincts, which are the desire to devour and reproduce.

If you make a mistake, the consequences will affect more than just yourself!

As for inheritance, the man looked at the probability of death above Fang Can's head, which had swelled to one in 34 trillion, almost turning into a round die.

This is purely a matter of probability for death, meaning that the boy in front of me survived the previous 34 trillion, each throw more terrifying than the last.

Now that he has come this far, he certainly wouldn't attribute it to pure good luck.

Or perhaps there's some powerful force behind the scenes protecting this young man that he can't see.

These two points combined make it impossible for middle-aged men to take this seriously.

Chess piece? Landmark? A fish that subtracts from the empty? A plotted point? A past divided by some great power?
The man neither understood nor wanted to investigate.

Having lived for so long, I'm well past the age where I would fight tooth and nail for the slightest chance.

That's how the poor live, risking their lives. He, who has accumulated a vast fortune, hasn't worked so hard for a long time.

The next moment, a faint smile appeared on the man's face, and he extended his right hand, saying, "Although I don't know what secrets you're hiding, it doesn't matter."

“Since you have the ticket to enter, you are a guest of the Divine City. As long as you do not damage this place, you are my friend, Luo Xiu Mian.”

Looking at the other person's outstretched strong right arm, Fang Can gently shook it and then politely let go. The two then walked to a coffee table and sat down.

"I've heard from the head chef about your coming here; it was an accident."

As Luo Xiumian spoke, adopting the demeanor of a big boss, he began to skillfully boil water and make tea in front of Fang Can. While watching the spiritual water boil and bubble under the heat of the true fire, he casually said, "However, it's no coincidence that we both come from the martial arts world. Since we're here, let's make ourselves at home."

"But did Ji Ran say anything when he gave you the card? I haven't seen him in a long time."

When asked, Fang Can hesitated for a moment before saying, "After he gave me this card, he asked me to come here for a few days of further study."

"Hmph, is that really necessary? You're only one step away from infinity."

Looking at Fang Can's age, Luo Xiu Mian said, "If you study in our divine city in a conventional way, it will take at least more than ten years to graduate."

"But according to your plan, this kind of reckless inheritance, once you reach the seventh level, will allow you to jump from the first year of university to a level sufficient for graduation with just a few expansions."

“When Ji Ran met you, he certainly didn’t know you had set up this kind of inheritance,” Luo Xiu Mian said with a smile and a shake of his head.

"When I met Ji Ran, he was already dead."

After a moment of contemplation, Fang Can decided to tell the other party the news.

"Oh?" Luo Xiumin's tone rose slightly, then calmed down again:
"It's normal for that guy's legacy to die. Anyway, I will resurrect those acquaintances I've lost contact with every trillion years."

"If no one resurrects him after trillions of years, then I will resurrect him."

"You know what? When I first met that kid, he used his inheritance to teleport directly to my office."

Luo Xiumian shook his head and chuckled, "After that forensic expert met me, he wanted to examine the problems with the system of the Divine City with me, saying that I was fooling the people."

"If it weren't for the fact that his lineage was somewhat interesting and that they all came from the martial arts world, I would have slapped him to death back then."

"Later, during the authentication process, I deliberately lost to him and gave him the admission ticket when he was about to be teleported back by the inheritance. Now it's in your hands."

Luo Xiu Mian was quite talkative, chatting away as he brewed tea and told Fang Can stories. Inspired by him, Fang Can also asked with some curiosity, "What's this divine city all about?"

"What? What's going on? What aspect of the God City are you asking about?"

"It's the strength of these people," Fang Can said curiously. "These people, whose strength starts at the eighth level, seem to have relatively lower mental fortitude..."

"Idiots, right?" Luo Xiumin said, uttering the words Fang Can couldn't quite describe: "For those at the eighth level, their mental capacity is just very low!"

Looking at the silent Fang Can, Luo Xiumian smiled and said, "Of course it's because I think people with low intelligence are easier to manage. As the strongest in the Divine City, of course I have to make the Divine City operate according to my will."

"Think about it, what would happen if all the Eighth Rank cultivators in the entire Divine City possessed the mind of an Eighth Rank cultivator?"

"Extreme!" Fang Can concluded after thinking it over.

"That's right. After I gained a foothold in the multiverse, I directly separated my civilization from the Martial World and directly enlightened and promoted everyone in the entire civilization to the Celestial Immortal realm, which is equivalent to the eighth level in the Martial World."

Luo Xiumian laughed and said, "Then the problem arose. Each Eight-Turn Transformation's one second of thought is equivalent to billions of years for an ordinary person."

"In just a few seconds, everyone in the entire civilization went mad."

"Only absolute will can remain unmoved for infinite time."

"Put yourself in their shoes. What they have been pursuing for trillions of years has suddenly become the Dao that these prematurely matured eighth-level cultivators have sought in just a few moments."

"Whether it's indulging in food, drink, and entertainment, or practicing spiritual cultivation, self-harm, or destruction..."

"When everyone in a civilization pursues their own hobbies and paths to an extreme degree, the entire civilization is not far from destruction."

Luo Xiu Mian looked at Fang Can and said:
“The original family environment has completely disappeared. All the brotherly love and respect has disappeared. These people are not so-called civilized people at all, but just independent individuals who can separate at any time.”

Listening to Luo Xiumin's explanation, Fang Can recalled that scene:

On a planet, there are 1 million Fang Yuans pursuing immortality, 1 million Supermen pursuing universal love, 1 million gluttons pursuing gourmet food, 1 million Homelanders who do whatever they want, 1 million Batmen attempting to eliminate all evil, and 1 million Eight Turns who want to lie down and be completely at peace.

If all of these people were mixed together in one circle...

The original social structure collapsed directly, and these people would probably fight tooth and nail to create their own comfortable environment.

Ordinary people have very loose minds; even if they yearn for a certain lifestyle, they won't pursue it recklessly.

However, these cultivators at the eighth level can traverse billions of years in the blink of an eye, and the unwavering resolve that remains after that thought will be indelible.

After all, they already possessed eternal life, and they were always thinking about causing trouble. Just thinking about that kind of life made Fang Can shudder.

"So you understand now, right? If everyone had the mental capacity of an eighth-level being, the original social environment and old social structure simply wouldn't be able to support these fanatical lunatics."

"If everyone is a dragon, then everyone is a demon!"

Luo Xiumian smiled and said, "I give everyone power only in the hope that society can maintain its original happy and joyful state and create a harmonious world, not because I really want everyone to be like a dragon."

"Perhaps the newly constructed society can accommodate those people very harmoniously, but I am a bit old-fashioned and don't really like things that are beyond my understanding."

"So after realizing that the social atmosphere was not right, I decisively suppressed those people's minds to the mindset of ordinary people."

Luo Xiumian looked at Fang Can: "You can think of it as everyone in the entire Divine City serving me alone, and it's all about creating a large amusement park to satisfy my personal likes and dislikes!"

"After all, if everyone devotes themselves to cultivation and secludes themselves for hundreds of millions of years, who will play with me?"

"Now I have a harmonious social order, and these people can live happily here indefinitely while having eternal life. Isn't that wonderful?"

"What about the children sent in by other forces?" Fang Can asked curiously, without commenting on Luo Xiu Mian's personal actions.

"Oh, of course, it's about giving children in the multiverse a better childhood."

Luo Xiumian explained, "Those parents all worked their way up from ordinary people, so some of them who miss their past lives send their children here for upbringing."

"Before these people turn 18, they will live a relatively ordinary life and study in the city of life, creating a more retro childhood for them."

"And once those people reach adulthood and leave the City of Gods, the cognitive illusions they were given will disappear, and they will immediately possess a normal, matching eighth-level mind."

"So-called maturity is just a momentary thing for the Eighth Transformation, while childlike innocence and youth are harder to buy in the multiverse."

“Some strong people who suffered in their youth will pay me to seal their memories and experience the joy of ordinary people. Of course I won’t refuse if there is business to be had.”

After a moment of silence, Fang Can understood the reason why Luo Xiumin was doing this.

The current structure and phenomena of the divine city are also easy to understand.

"Don't just stand there, the tea is ready." Luo Xiumian waved and gently pushed a cup of brewed spiritual tea in front of Fang Can.

(End of this chapter)