Chapter 707: The End
Chapter 707: The End
A short while later.
"Fire!"
"Damn, where’s Aunt Sang?"
The commotion erupted suddenly.
Many people from the shanty area rushed out to put out the fire.
From a distance, Li Wei watched the scene, relieved to see the fire under control: "I made preparations in advance. This fire will only burn down that shaman’s house..."
"Since it’s confirmed to be a Demon Sect stronghold, why not go all out?"
Fang Xing said, "Your decisiveness isn’t bad... Just a minor lackey of a minor cult. Even if they die, it’s unlikely they’ll trace it back to you."
"That’s exactly the point... And as long as I buy enough time, I can grow stronger and won’t have to fear the Demon Sect."
Li Wei, who was still brimming with confidence, then asked, "Senior... Can you give me that True Martial Sacred Body you mentioned?"
"To achieve the True Martial Sacred Body through cultivation, you must first practice ancient martial arts and consume a lot of ferocious beast meat... Most of those beasts are extinct now, so forget about it."
Fang Xing continued, "There’s another path more suitable for you... With determination, even an ordinary body can become a sacred one! Basically, everyone has ancient bloodline factors within them that can potentially awaken, though the chances are very low... However, after Xun Heihu achieved the True Martial Sacred Body, it was like a great ancestral bloodline resurgence, so his descendants have a higher chance of awakening..."
"Sounds good... But I only have half of the native bloodline." Li Wei was almost in despair.
"Haha, indeed... It might be a bit difficult for you to awaken the True Martial Sacred Body, but without it, you’ll just progress a bit slower and achieve less in the future. It’s not a big deal..."
Fang Xing laughed, somewhat gleefully, "And in the future... you’ll probably be easily killed by the Demon Sect’s leader! Even if that doesn’t happen, anyone holding the True Martial Talisman and inheriting the True Martial Lineage is the Demon Sect’s sworn enemy!"
"The Demon Sect’s leader..."
Li Wei chuckled nervously, "It won’t come to that, it won’t... I’m just a small fry..."
"Once you get the True Martial Talisman, you won’t be a small fry anymore."
Fang Xing said, "Besides... with the convergence of the Eastern and Western continents and the world’s elevation, we are in a great era of contention. It’s not something you can avoid... Not to mention, once the Demon Sect’s leader ascends to the First Rank... most ordinary people will be doomed."
"How does the Demon Sect’s leader ascending to the First Rank have anything to do with ordinary people being doomed?"
Li Wei was very confused. It didn’t seem to make any logical sense.
"Your enemies often understand you best... The True Martial Lineage and the Panwu Demon Sect are mortal enemies. The Demon Sect’s previous actions have already given me clues..."
Fang Xing chuckled, "According to my divinations and predictions, the First Rank of the Demon Sect is called the Doombringer, symbolizing the ultimate end of the world... While they can’t achieve eternal life, they have methods for extended longevity. As long as they continue, they can live for hundreds of thousands of years, participating in the true Golden Age!"
"First Rank—Doombringer can live for hundreds of thousands of years?" Li Wei was shocked, "Weren’t First Rank experts said to live at most five hundred years, and Supremes a thousand? How did it jump to hundreds of thousands of years?"
"The world as it is now can’t support true immortality, but it can support a false, costly immortality..."
Fang Xing smiled, "The Doombringer of the Demon Sect’s First Rank means bringing the end to all beings... By continuously destroying and devouring the vitality of large numbers of people, they can extend their lifespan... Of course, this is a huge drain, and ordinary people can’t provide the life essence needed for martial artists, so the numbers must be very large... Roughly, the entire population of the Dalu Dynasty could sustain one Doombringer for a hundred thousand years..."
"The Dalu Dynasty has at least several billion people, right?"
Li Wei was genuinely shocked, "Wait... only a hundred thousand years?"
"People are like leeks. Not to mention a hundred thousand years, they can multiply many times over in just a few hundred or thousands of years..."
Fang Xing shook his head, "So, they can be regularly cultivated and harvested... The key is, this First Rank profession can be taken up by martial artists... How many peak martial artists, desperate for breakthroughs, will join once this happens?"
"Nightmare, hell..."
Li Wei’s body trembled at the thought of his adoptive parents and sister being unknowingly cultivated and harvested... Goosebumps covered his skin, and he couldn’t accept it.
"No, I can’t let this happen, even if it costs me my life!"
He growled softly.
"But you lack the strength... And the emergence of the Doombringer is an inevitable part of fate."
Fang Xing sighed.
This is Panwu’s plan: to accumulate a large number of top martial artists and await the arrival of the Golden Age!
However, while this is a well-laid plan, it’s not without a solution.
"The more powerful the martial artists harvested, the longer the Doombringer can extend their life... For ordinary people, it’s a matter of quantity making up for quality... It’s a bad outcome for both martial artists and ordinary people."
Fang Xing sighed, "Even the life of a commoner, no matter how insignificant, belongs to oneself... One’s life should be in one’s own hands."
"Huh?" Li Wei’s eyes lit up. "Senior, do you have a way?"
"Stopping the Doombringers might be impossible, but we can feed them shit..." Fang Xing smiled enigmatically. "I have a cultivation technique called the Toxic Body Sutra. Regardless of one’s aptitude, it’s extremely easy to learn and only has one level... Once mastered, it won’t have other effects, but when encountering martial arts that absorb essence or inner strength, it will activate, converting one’s life force into toxic energy or causing it to dissipate completely..."
If everyone practiced this martial art, the next time the reapers came, it would be hilarious.
Even if they ate, they would only get a mouthful of poison, or even shit laced with poison!
Doombringer: "You not only feed me shit, but you also poison it?"
Just thinking about the psychological impact made Fang Xing find it particularly amusing.
Of course, this method could only provide a slight relief.
People must save themselves before heaven can save them.
"In the future, most talented martial artists will definitely cultivate the Toxic Body Sutra, but it’s hard to say about ordinary people... There will always be those who prefer ease and avoid hard work."
"Even the Doombringers might keep people in check, forbidding them from practicing, but some will still secretly cultivate..."
Though it was just a glimpse, Fang Xing already foresaw the bigger picture.
By doing this, the number of Doombringers who could survive until the Golden Age would be reduced.
It would be a countermeasure against the Panwu Demon Sect.
But he couldn’t do much more than that.
" Demon Sect, Demon Sect..."
Li Wei sighed. "After I return, I’ll find a job in New Wind City and start practicing martial arts!"
"Sure, good luck... I believe in you."
Fang Xing offered cautious support.
...
As Li Wei began his hardworking life in New Wind City, striving to earn money and practice martial arts.
A giant icebreaker was navigating through the frozen north.
Whistling wind and a frosty sea, with occasional massive icebergs floating by...
"Captain..."
A crew member walked over, handing a steaming cup of coffee. He had distinct features, a typical White Eagle person. "I wonder what those senators are thinking, funding our exploration of the frozen north... And wealthy merchants are also generous. If the Great Adventurer Smith were still alive, he would be very happy."
After all, this kind of pure research ship couldn’t bring much profit.
The captain, an old man with a full beard, puffed on his pipe and said calmly, "It’s normal. The discovery of the Far East... proves that my previous explorations were too shallow, possibly missing many great geographical discoveries... So someone is funding this expedition."
"But I don’t think anything can survive in the frozen north, unless it’s those frost giants?"
The crew member took a sip of hot coffee, jokingly.
Splash!
Suddenly, a vast icy continent split apart, and huge icebergs tumbled into the sea, causing a massive tsunami.
Crash!
The coffee cup shattered on the deck.
"Prepare to evade!"
The captain roared, gripping the wheel tightly.
"Oh, my God..."
"Help..."
The entire research ship erupted in chaos, and everyone began to work frantically or pray.
Fortunately, the experienced old captain managed to avoid the most dangerous icebergs.
The occasional minor damage to the ship’s hull was completely ignored.
Splash!
The research ship sailed through a newly formed ice canyon.
Everyone’s hearts were in their throats.
Then a female scientist, staring at a nearby ice wall, shouted, "Oh my God... What is that?"
The boatswain looked over and was equally shocked.
In the giant ice, there was a figure!
It had been frozen for who knows how many years, only revealed due to the recent ice crack.
"Is this... a prehistoric human?"
"No, look at the clothes he’s wearing, clearly in the Far Eastern style. It’s impossible to get them here unless there’s a Far Eastern city nearby."
"I think it’s a powerful martial artist from the Far East, a Sky Knight... Knights often use extreme environments to train and challenge their limits."
"This ascetic might have come to the frozen north to practice and accidentally fell into the icy depths, where he was frozen until now?"
The female scientist’s eyes gleamed. "Can we chisel it out... I want to bring him back to the White Eagle for exhibition..."
"That’s unlikely..."
The boatswain shrugged, helpless.
The ship continued to move forward, and the female scientist picked up a telescope to observe the frozen martial artist more closely.
As they drew closer, the figure’s features became vivid and lifelike.
Ancient and dignified, with a unique aura, as if a deity had stepped out of a painting...
Suddenly!
Those eyes opened, revealing eyes as dark as the abyss!
(End of Chapter)
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