Chapter 157 - 141: Heroic Fu Jian

Chapter 157: Chapter 141: Heroic Fu Jian

"DING~ Congratulations on gaining 94,597 Experience Value points. Would you like to upgrade your cultivation level?"

"DING~ Congratulations on increasing your cultivation level by 46 levels!"

"Current level: 257!"

"Agility +55,371..."

"Defense +56,312..."

"Attack +59,318..."

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Fu Jian, who harbored a tremendous interest in the upgrade system, used the massive amount of Experience Value and Energy Yin Power he had obtained to exchange for levels.

BOOM!

With a single thought, he shot into the sky like an arrow released from a bowstring.

Whenever a player logged back into the Marching Battlefield and used the upgrade system, the game system would evaluate their original strength, analyze it, and set their level accordingly. Fu Jian’s strength was initially evaluated at level 211. Now, with an increase of 46 levels, his overall power soared so drastically that he could actually take flight in the sky.

"So Flying in the Sky becomes possible after level 250? Doesn’t that mean level 250 is a watershed mark, equivalent to a King Level expert in the real world?" Fu Jian said as he carefully steadied his body while treading on the void in the sky.

No one could easily adapt to their first time flying. Fu Jian had spent a long time cautiously testing the waters before he finally got used to it.

"Haha... Is this what Flying in the Sky is like? It feels absolutely wonderful!" he exclaimed excitedly.

Who didn’t dream of flying? Fu Jian was no exception. Since he was a child, he had fantasized about one day being able to fly like a King Realm expert, soaring freely through the boundless sky. And now, it had actually come true.

Even though it was only in a game, the sensations here... were virtually identical to those in the outside world. The combat... The feeling of his feet firmly planted on the ground... Even breathing the air gave him the illusion of being in the real world.

SWOOSH!

Now capable of flying through the void, Fu Jian let himself loose, wildly experiencing the thrill across the skies of the game world.

"It’s a pity... The upgrade system can’t be manifested in the real world," Fu Jian said, a trace of regret appearing on his handsome, chiseled face.

According to the introduction of the upgrade system, the level and strength possessed in the game could not be fully brought into the real world. Instead, they would be gifted to the player’s physical body in reality at a certain cultivation ratio. In other words, although Fu Jian could achieve Flying in the Sky in the Void God Realm, he did not possess such tremendous power in the real world.

However, Fu Jian knew that even so, this still held immense benefits for him. That was his state of mind! The world here was nearly identical to the outside world. The life insights gained in the Marching Battlefield could, in a way, be directly applied to reality.

By experiencing flight through the void and sensing the Sky Control Dao, a certain fog within Fu Jian’s mind was gradually cleared away... He felt as if he had glimpsed the true essence of flight and the laws of the King Realm!

This was exactly it: acquiring through enlightenment!

"The upgrade system... seems to be a Supreme Daoist Method that allows people to experience higher realms in advance," he mused to himself. "The emergence of this Holy Technique will definitely create countless powerhouses in the real world. The mastermind behind this game possesses heaven-defying means... Does he want to turn all cultivators in the real world into peerless experts?"

He felt that this upgrade system was of vital importance. Experiencing a high-level realm in advance—what kind of monstrous advantage was that?

For example, if a Grandmaster upgraded to level 250 in the Void God Realm, they would gain Aerial Ability and a King’s Cultivation. Even if they were previously ignorant of the King Realm’s Daoist Technique, after personally experiencing it for a day, two days... a hundred days, a thousand days... they would eventually comprehend the profound mysteries of the King Realm. And that was the worst-case scenario for those with dull aptitude.

What about those with brilliant talent? Some people were stuck at a certain realm and only needed a single opportunity, a stroke of luck, or a bit of insight to break through. If they could enter a higher realm to experience it beforehand, wouldn’t they figure it out instantly?

One had to know that leveling up within the Marching Battlefield was incredibly simple. It required neither enlightenment nor cultivation—only killing monsters to gain Experience Value and Yin Power to level up instantly. It was simple and direct. It was equivalent to invisibly slashing away many of the real world’s advancement thresholds.

The more Fu Jian thought about it, the more shocked he became. This upgrade system... was truly terrifying! This era would become an unprecedented Golden age of prosperity. He could already foresee a future where Kings walked everywhere.

Who was the creator behind the Marching Battlefield? Why did he want to help all cultivators improve their cultivation? Why did he want to elevate the overall strength of the World of Ten Thousand Races to a higher level?

Everything was unknown! But this wasn’t a bad thing. While everyone gladly accepted this inheritance, they were also deeply grateful. Perhaps... it was a wealth left behind by their ancestors for future generations?

Thank the ancestors!

...

Meanwhile, the mastermind behind the scenes, Su Tan, was completely unaware of their thoughts. Nor had he ever considered making all the living beings in the World of Ten Thousand Races stronger.

His purpose as this "ancestor" was solely to kill the Yin Demons and resolve the crisis. Of course, if the landscape of the real world changed as a result, and the World of Ten Thousand Races reaped massive benefits, that was fine too. It could just be considered their wages.

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"This is an opportunity, an era unprecedented in history. This might become the most prosperous age ever known. The future is destined to produce one... or perhaps many peerless experts. Who will lead the pack? Who will stand at the pinnacle of the world?" Standing tall in the sky, Fu Jian was suddenly filled with soaring ambition.

"Someone must reign as Sovereign over the world. Why can’t it be me?" The strong winds battered his lean, sturdy body, sending his robes fluttering wildly. His profound eyes were as deep as the ocean!

What lay beneath his feet was no longer just the black mist, nor was it the mountains and rivers, but an entire era! He wanted to walk to the very end and stand at the absolute summit!

In the past, he hadn’t had the chance to compete with the numerous geniuses. Because his talent was neither strong nor weak, he truly lacked competitiveness.

What did people fear the most? It wasn’t being utterly mediocre, nor was it the geniuses who proudly overlooked the peak. The most terrifying thing was... being squarely average!

Those who were completely mediocre could choose not to compete and simply give up. Because they knew that even if they fought, they would still end up at the bottom. In that case, it was better to open their hearts, live freely like a wild crane, and lead a carefree life. Alternatively, they could break before they stood tall, fighting a desperate last stand. Since they were already trash, how much worse could their failure be? Such actions actually had a chance of success!

As for the geniuses standing proudly at the peak? They inherently possessed immense competitiveness! A little bit of their effort could outmatch the desperate struggles of others, so what did they have to fear?

But being average? That was the most terrifying! Falling short of the best but better than the worst... Striving for the top? They had zero advantage! Giving up? They were unwilling to accept it! They were constantly worrying about personal gains and losses, yet utterly helpless.

Sometimes they wanted to grit their teeth and work hard, but seeing that those below them were worse off made them feel comfortable. Just coasting along allowed them to live better than those below, while the people above them were too powerful—no matter how hard they tried, they would always be suppressed. They wanted to go all out, but if they failed, they might end up just like the people at the bottom! Thus, they didn’t dare! And so, they always remained hesitant, submissive, and perfectly average... achieving absolutely nothing in their entire lives.

Fu Jian used to be one of those average people. But after encountering the Marching Battlefield, everything changed.

Fate favored him. It was as if he had instantly turned on a cheat code; everything he did went smoothly. Relying on the advantages of the Marching Battlefield, he now possessed the ability to arm-wrestle with top-tier geniuses. Everything was given by the Marching Battlefield. It was given by the Divine War Game.

Therefore, Fu Jian developed the lofty ambition of trampling an entire era underfoot.

In the past, he wouldn’t have even dared to entertain such thoughts. But now, he truly harbored this idea, an intense yearning from the bottom of his heart. The appearance of the Marching Battlefield would undoubtedly alter the life trajectories of countless people. He was perhaps one of them!

"This kid’s aura, this kid’s conviction... Interesting," the Fat Monk said with great interest inside the Divine Mansion, having kept an eye on Fu Jian the entire time.

"This child has the potential of a Great Emperor!" the Little White Wolf chimed in.

"That’s right. This kid... has the demeanor of a peerless expert in his youth. However... the Emperor Dao is vast and boundless, who can truly rule over destiny?

"How many unparalleled figures, how many youths whose performances rivaled or even surpassed young Great Emperors, were buried in the long river of history, ultimately failing to ascend as emperors or sovereigns?

"Having the bearing of a Great Emperor doesn’t guarantee becoming one. His path... is still very long!" the Fat Monk said.

Some were stunningly talented. If nothing unexpected happened, they would definitely grow into the next Great Emperor. There were many such people, but how many actually succeeded in the end? Extremely few! The path was too difficult, fraught with too many accidents!

"Say... if the Yin Demons don’t breach the Marching Battlefield, and if we win this war, then the setting of this Divine War Game... might become a pioneer of history. It might create countless powerhouses in the future, pushing this era to a peak unprecedented since ancient times. If that really happens, you’ll be incredibly badass!!!

"How come I didn’t realize your creativity was so awesome before?" The Fat Monk looked at Su Tan, a hint of awe actually appearing in his eyes.

"Let’s win this war first," Su Tan said.

Although the Yin Demons were currently being slaughtered as easily as chopping vegetables, the hole in the barrier of the Yin Demon Prison was growing larger by the minute. The warriors the Yin Demons sent over were becoming increasingly stronger, and there was still a Strongest Yin Demon on their side... The last time, Su Tan had even experienced the existence of true damage.

This war... would be very difficult to fight. Once the Strongest Yin Demon fully recovered, who could possibly stand against it?