Chapter 261 - 259: Everything is Ready

Chapter 261: Chapter 259: Everything is Ready

"Isn’t... isn’t that too dangerous?"

Ji Donglai hesitated when he heard Fang Can offer to act as bait.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained. It’s a necessary risk, that’s all. Those people won’t kill me," Fang Can said nonchalantly.

"They might not kill you, but it’s still incredibly dangerous." The King of Bad Takes rubbed his chin. "You absolutely have to watch out for the Jitou Si."

Fang Can: ???

Seeing the blank look on his face, the others remembered that he was still just an eighteen-year-old kid.

He might have sounded like a seasoned pro earlier, but his real-world experience was actually quite limited. Subconsciously, his mind was still fixated on heterosexual encounters; he didn’t realize that sometimes, the same sex could be far more predatory.

"Look, you’re a natural-born ’human cauldron,’ right? Those people want you so they can *use* you."

"And that Inversion Sect... they’re all about building muscle, right? The sect has far more male Martial Artists than female ones."

"So, what do you think will happen after they get their hands on you? You think they’ll be able to resist ’testing out’ the effects of a human cauldron ahead of time?"

"And they’re not about to go grab some random girl to ’mingle’ with, are they? So, in the end, it’s either you screwing a guy, or a guy screwing you."

As the King of Bad Takes spoke, he saw Fang Can’s expression relax into a smile. "Oh, you’re talking about *that*. In that case, I’m not worried."

’What did he think I was worried about?’ Fang Can thought. ’Of course I considered something like this. I’m the one who had those Martial Artists inflict the ultimate humiliation on Yuan Dang. Naturally, I’d be on guard against any back-door tactics.’

"You do have a point. That kind of violation could be worse than death. But I’ve already performed a divination. There’s nothing to worry about."

"You can divine for *that*?"

They all looked stunned. He was using his destiny-manipulating abilities like it was straight-up precognition.

"Of course. The signs tell me the path is clear. My life won’t be in danger, and I don’t have to worry about the horror of trying to swallow a durian whole. As long as I stay true to myself, I’ll be fine."

"So you can all relax," Fang Can said, patting his chest in assurance.

As he spoke, the ’luck of the peach blossom’ above his head grew even more vibrant.

"Alright. Since you’ve made up your mind, we’ll proceed as planned."

Ji Donglai nodded, ultimately choosing to trust that Fang Can’s destiny-manipulating ability would protect his virtue.

"Next, I’ll have this guy tie you up and take you into the Inversion Sect," said the King of Willpower.

"Okay. While we still have time, I need to give some instructions to my followers and my women. After I’m gone, I might need you to help me hide them," Fang Can said.

"Don’t worry, you can leave that to us," Ji Donglai nodded.

"One more thing... The Great Derivation imperial line must not be allowed to die out. Hold a grand selection as soon as possible and let them continue to serve as nominal puppet emperors," Fang Can added.

’I need to use this time to give all my instructions, just in case these guys screw things up while I’m gone.’

"Why?" Ji Donglai asked, confused. ’Since when does he care about the royal family?’

Having spent so much time with Xiaoliu, Fang Can knew more secrets of the Martial Dao than Ji Donglai, who could only gather intelligence from low-Turn Martial Artists.

So he said seriously, "The Great Derivation dynasty survived after trampling the entire martial world a century ago. I suspect they relied on some method left behind by the first Great Derivation Divine Monarch. Otherwise, it makes no sense that they’re still around after making such a vicious enemy of the martial world."

Fang Can stated calmly, "We don’t have the confidence to go up against anyone at the Fifth Turn or higher right now. We need to lie low for a bit to avoid attracting even more trouble."

"Also, King of Bad Takes, among these Third Turn Martial Artists... can you spare that old General and Prince Qing?"

Fang Can said softly, "They were kind to me once. Besides, Prince Qing is the father of a very close friend of mine. Although there’s a rift between us now, could you spare their lives?"

Hearing this, the King of Bad Takes snorted. "Fang Can, you’re too soft. You’ll regret this."

Completely unfazed by his tone, Fang Can replied wearily, "Come on, can you not drop the ’you’ll regret this, I’m your shadow’ meme right now?"

"Understanding the meme instantly, 10 points. Not playing along with the meme, 2 points. I’ll drop the highest score and the lowest score, which means your final score is... zero points," the King of Bad Takes calmly evaluated.

After saying his piece, he finally nodded. "Fine. Since you asked, I’ll spare them. The rest of the Heaven-Ascending Road Martial Artists can be tools for my ’Impure World Reincarnation.’"

At this, the King of Bad Takes chuckled sinisterly.

"Actually, I have other plans for the remaining Martial Artists," Fang Can said, calmly explaining his idea to the King of Bad Takes, whose eyes gradually widened in surprise.

"Okay, that’s a good idea... but it feels like a bit of a waste. After all, this ’material’ is quite rare," the King of Bad Takes said hesitantly.

"We have no choice. Our firepower is a little lacking right now. Since we’re burning our bridges, we might as well go all out. Besides, there will be plenty of Martial Artists from other countries to catch later," Fang Can explained.

After carefully thinking through and arranging everything, Fang Can gave a slight nod, feeling he’d covered all the necessary points.

"Alright, everyone disperse. I’ll take half an hour to get my affairs in order, and then I’ll have this guy take me to the Inversion Sect."

Fang Can pointed to the Second Turn Martial Artist, who was nodding repeatedly with a fawning, respectful expression.

"Alright. We’ll see you in three days, then," Ji Donglai said, still a little worried.

"See you. I’m off to find the families of those Martial Artists. How dare they defy me! I’ll castrate their entire family lines!" Superman F snorted.

Watching him shoot into the sky, Fang Can figured he probably wouldn’t have much success.

After all, most of these Martial Artists had already willingly severed all their ties. You can’t destroy something that doesn’t exist.

Swallowing his thoughts, Fang Can also shot into the sky, heading for his own mansion.

The journey of several kilometers took him only a dozen seconds. When he landed, the surrounding Martial Artists, who had been fraught with worry, subconsciously gathered around him.

"Ah Can, are you alright?" Ye Qingshi asked, her face etched with the same worry as everyone else’s.

"Of course I’m fine. We’ve beaten the entire Capital City into submission."

Hearing Fang Can’s words, however, the people there didn’t look particularly joyful.

They knew that the Second and Third Turn Martial Artists were just small fry in this affair. The ones truly after Fang Can were at the Fourth Turn, and it would be nearly impossible to escape from them.

After all, a Fourth Turn was practically an Immortal in their eyes. Even the Heaven-Ascending Road Martial Artists were far beyond their reach, and Fang Can was only at the First Turn...

Facing their hesitation, Fang Can smiled and gently took Ye Qingshi’s delicate hand. Then he looked at the crowd and said:

"Next, I need you to contact all the believers in the Capital City. Listen to my family’s instructions and find a safe place to lay low. I have something important I must do."

"May I ask, my lord, what is this important matter?" Ye Yonglie asked respectfully.

Fang Can gave a faint smile, his tone laced with a chilling killing intent. "I’m going to kill a dozen or so Fourth Turns!"