Chapter 23: Chapter 23: 6 Desires Devil-Dividing Chapter
Basking in the sunlight, Fang Can took a deep breath, a tingling numbness spreading through him as his body grew stronger.
The Cultivation Technique was still in its infancy, so its absorption efficiency was low. It couldn’t violate the law of conservation of energy; it couldn’t even achieve 100% utilization.
The solar energy he absorbed each day was barely enough to match the calories from his food, so the power he gained was minuscule.
But this Cultivation Technique could be upgraded later, allowing him to gradually raise the energy cap.
Besides, Fang Can wasn’t an idiot. He had his own initiative. Why would he rely solely on solar energy to improve his physique?
Practicing martial arts or even shoving a nuclear reactor in his stomach to go full-on radioactive would completely blow passive solar absorption out of the water in terms of sheer energy intake.
Feeling the complete transformation of his body after switching his Cultivation Technique, Fang Can looked at Jiang Ning’an seriously. "Thank you."
"Huh? Thank me?" Jiang Ning’an was taken aback. "What for?"
"For your guidance, of course," Fang Can said. "Otherwise, I would have been stuck following the conventional path of the Martial Dao for much longer."
"There’s no need to thank me. Just... please don’t go any crazier," Jiang Ning’an said, waving her hands dismissively.
"You’re right, the main credit isn’t yours." Fang Can nodded in agreement. "It was my own world-shaking good fortune that drew you here, so the one I should really be thanking is myself."
With that, Fang Can ignored Jiang Ning’an’s dumbfounded expression and gazed out the window.
After a full night of meditation, the sky outside was already bright. There wasn’t much time left before he had to leave for school.
"For the time being, just stay inside the apartment. As long as you don’t go out, you theoretically shouldn’t be found," Fang Can said, not entirely confident.
Superpowers were so varied; someone might have a tracking ability. It all depended on how much of a priority the government considered her.
’And...’ A dark look flickered in Fang Can’s eyes. ’Since she could cross over, this whole two-way travel thing isn’t unique. There will definitely be a second person, and a third.’
After taking out a day’s worth of food for her and running through a few precautions, Fang Can grabbed his backpack and left to catch the subway to school.
The door slammed shut with a BANG, leaving Jiang Ning’an to worry.
She wasn’t just worried that the lunatic would have an episode out on the street; she was more concerned that he might report her.
After mulling it over, she decided to take the risk. Pushing aside her distracting thoughts, she sat cross-legged on the floor and began circulating her energy to heal the injuries from yesterday’s fight.
On the subway, Fang Can found a seat with the best sunlight. He closed his eyes, letting the light wash over his face.
It had been a hectic night. Now that he finally had a moment to himself, Fang Can decided to take a short rest.
The bright morning sunlight shone on his soft features. But since all the heat and radiation were being absorbed, Fang Can didn’t feel any scorching heat. Instead, it felt wonderfully cool.
And because the UV rays were also being absorbed, the sunlight would only make his skin fairer.
At this moment, with the sun shining directly on his already flawless face, Fang Can looked like a child of the sun.
The gazes of the passengers around him were subconsciously drawn to his face, as if they were admiring an oil painting. Their minds began to drift, captivated.
This didn’t last long, however. Just a few minutes later, Fang Can’s stop arrived.
As he slowly opened his eyes, he found a circle of men and women staring blankly at his face.
He wasn’t surprised. He watched them awkwardly look away, embarrassed at being caught staring, then picked up his bag and stepped off the train.
Fang Can wasn’t one of those handsome guys who are oblivious to their own looks.
The countless hidden perks and troubles his appearance had brought him since childhood made him acutely aware of his charm. He’d received enough love letters to fill a truck.
With his looks, he could have been the male lead in a Female Venerate World. If he’d started a livestream, countless wealthy women would have showered him with donations, fighting to be his top supporter.
Unfortunately, this wasn’t that kind of story. In this world, being good-looking wasn’t always a positive buff.
On the contrary, it made the possibility of being locked in a basement and passed around for abuse by some depraved thugs much higher.
Precisely because he knew there was a non-zero chance of being locked in a basement by some superpowered rich woman, Fang Can chose not to put himself out there online, opting to keep a low profile instead.
After all, if he wasn’t careful, he might find himself being taught a very harsh lesson one day.
’I don’t know when I’ll cross over again in the next few days. I need to raise my Flesh Alienation percentage as quickly as possible,’ Fang Can thought, looking at the 3% on his status panel.
Name: Fang Can
Body: 4.1
Spirit: 4.1
Qi: 4.1
Although he hadn’t been tested by a system, Fang Can was certain his current strength had already surpassed human limits.
He’d pick a place after school to test out what he was capable of after seven days of this cheat-like, arduous training.
...
In a signal-proof conference room at the Dragon Group headquarters in Akia, a dozen or so individuals of varying ages, genders, appearances, and attire were seated.
Any superpower enthusiast would have recognized them as State Level espers or higher.
In front of them was a stack of paper documents detailing the contents of the Idealistic Martial Dao.
Ji Donglai began, "Everyone, what you see before you is the data my psychic agents collected from the captured Otherworld native. You may now share your thoughts freely."
"This energy tide brought someone from the Otherworld to us," a haggard-looking old man said, raising a critical point. "What about the next one? Will it send them back? Or will it bring even more people over?"
"We have too little intel. We don’t know," Ji Donglai said, shaking his head gently. "We’ll have to wait for the next energy tide in a few days to find out."
"If this Idealistic Martial Dao can truly be learned through memetic infection, then I believe it’s an excellent opportunity to shore up our weaknesses."
One of the younger members spoke up, his eyes shining. "Superpowers combined with martial arts... You think there’s potential there?"
"That’s precisely why I’ve gathered you all here," Ji Donglai said.
"We have successfully captured the Martial Artist with the Transcendent Body. Our psychics now have him under complete control, and he has been made to hand over the Cultivation Technique he knows."
"However, these idealistic Cultivation Techniques are quite dangerous. I’m concerned you’ll practice them and end up with psychosis."
"Therefore, I plan to roll out the Cultivation Technique first. We’ll select a pilot city and have ordinary citizens attempt to cultivate it. Once we’ve confirmed there are no risks, we’ll let the espers in our group try," Ji Donglai stated seriously.
"Let’s proceed with that, then." The espers at the meeting seemed uninterested, having no objections to using millions of people as test subjects.
After a few brief remarks, the matter was settled. Just as they were about to adjourn, a voice piped up from the corner.
"Hey! I’ve got an idea!"
"Have you ever heard of the Six Desires Demonic Separation Chapter?"
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