Chapter 382 - 376: He’s Definitely Going to Start a Harem!

Chapter 382: Chapter 376: He’s Definitely Going to Start a Harem!

What the hell do they mean, "mugwort man"?!

Slander! Pure slander!

When she saw the comment from the Apprentice, Xiang Longtao instinctively wanted to argue back.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she immediately realized that this Cultivation Technique seemed to have been created by the Great Chu Overlord.

Before becoming a woman, the Great Chu Overlord had viewed all his weaker enemies as female. He would often grab them on the battlefield and have his way with them.

So, calling him a "mugwort man"... there didn’t seem to be anything wrong with that.

Forget the Great Chu Overlord—even she, Xiang Longtao, had screwed men back when she was still a man.

"But it’s still so damn annoying!"

Xiang Longtao ground her teeth so hard they nearly shattered; the more she looked at that review, the more it irked her.

How dare a mere Apprentice utter such sacrilege when faced with a national treasure-level Cultivation Technique from her Great Chu lineage!

Indignantly, she clicked on the user’s review.

But as soon as she did, a reply that popped up made her vision go dark.

Bing Linlang [Disciple]: "Now I’m even more excited!"

’What is wrong with Martial Artists these days?’ Xiang Longtao was at a loss for words, and her fury only grew!

Xiang Longtao [Helmsman]: "A mere Apprentice is commenting here, hasn’t even read the ’book’ and is just running their mouth based on the description."

"Have you ever even trained? Spouting nonsense in the comments? Just making assumptions."

Her comment was immediately followed by a flood of replies:

[It’s a Helmsman! Grabbing my popcorn in the front row!]

[Oh my god, it’s a Lord Helmsman with over 10,000 Book Friend Value! We’re saved!]

[We love you, Lord Helmsman!]

[Get close to the Helmsman! Teach me martial arts!]

...

Satisfied by the fawning comments from users with low Book Friend Value, Xiang Longtao exited the page. She then clicked on the Cultivation Technique ranked ahead of her own.

She was going to see just what kind of Cultivation Technique could possibly supplant the one from her Great Chu Imperial Family.

But as the Cultivation Technique’s page opened, the author’s name made her fall completely silent.

Cultivation for All

Author: Fang Can

Great Sun Undying Demon Body

Author: Fang Can

Xiang Longtao: ’...So that’s how it is. Our Great Chu’s Cultivation Technique isn’t number one because we stepped on Fang Can’s toes, and he set us up!’

"You win, Fang Can!" Xiang Longtao said through clenched teeth.

...

High in the sky, Fang Can took in the entire scene. Countless streams of information flowed past his eyes like a waterfall, sending his thoughts into a frantic whirl.

Once he had collected every Cultivation Technique in the world, he could then draw upon the wisdom of the masses as sustenance to nurture his own growth.

With these innumerable Cultivation Techniques, perhaps he could even condense an entirely new form of power!

Although ninety-nine percent of this massive collection of Cultivation Techniques were practically useless to the current Fang Can, some of the wild ideas created by inventive Martial Artists still offered insights he could learn from.

And it wasn’t as if the masses were completely useless, either...

An idea flashed through Fang Can’s mind: ’Establish a Sacred Court!’

Now that he was the de facto ruler of all nations, could he perhaps create a special Cultivation Technique that would have the masses cultivate for him?

The moment the thought appeared, it grew like wildfire. But with it came a cascade of problems.

First and foremost, how could power be transmitted across different worlds?

After all, his future battles and survival might not be confined to a single world. Reigning supreme in the Martial World was far too limiting.

In less than half a year, superpower users from the physical universe would arrive on Earth. How could he enable the power of the masses to cross planes and be channeled into his body to support him in battle?

Then there was the problem of scalability. Fang Can was well aware of how quickly his *Seven Sins Manifestation Demonic Canon* could level up, driven by his own talent.

Even a peerless genius like Xiang Hongtu took several hundred years to go from the First Turn to the Fourth Turn, whereas Fang Can had been cultivating for less than a year.

Fang Can didn’t dare to imagine how powerful he could become if he were given a few hundred years to cultivate freely.

The collective effort of an entire civilization might not match the growth he could achieve in a single day with his ’hacks’.

It would be ridiculous if, by the time he reached the Eighth or Ninth Turn, he could only borrow power equivalent to the Fifth or Sixth Turn from the Sacred Court. All his careful planning would become a complete joke.

’With my current Third Turn foundation, it’s impossible. I’ll need to reach at least the Fourth Turn for a qualitative transformation. At best, my Light of the Mind can only simulate one of the prerequisites right now.’

Fang Can’s brow furrowed slightly as he thought of his former rival, Xiang Hongtu.

His former rival, in his quest to create the fastest fist, had sacrificed the legacies of his first three Turns to forge a new foundation. Only then, at the Fourth Turn, did he create the almost heaven-defying technique, *Benighted Countercurrent*.

If he wanted to create his ideal Fourth Turn legacy and achieve the effects he envisioned, he would need to incorporate numerous concepts like space, time, mind, growth, and faith.

Thinking of the approaching fleet of superhumans, Fang Can quietly made his decision. He had to reach the Fourth Turn before they arrived and prepare to face them.

Due to the discrepancy in the flow of time between the two worlds, he had about a year left.

’The Fourth Turn in one year... That’s cutting it a little close...’ Fang Can thought.

The skill had too many prerequisites, and it even required sacrificing a Third Turn legacy as a foundation.

Just then, Fang Can’s expression shifted. He turned his head and said, "Ning An, since you’re here, why not show yourself?"

At Fang Can’s call, a breathtakingly beautiful and graceful young woman in a green dress drifted out from behind the mountain like a butterfly.

The moment he laid eyes on her, a flicker of nostalgia appeared in Fang Can’s eyes, and he subconsciously moved to step toward her.

But suddenly, an image of Liu Qingmeng flashed through his mind, and Xiaoliu’s voice echoed in his ear, making him freeze for a moment.

The woman he adored was right in front of him. It had only been a month, but Jiang Ning’an suddenly felt a thick barrier between them, preventing her from stepping forward.

She couldn’t understand or define this inexplicable barrier between them. It was more than just the immense change in his appearance and power.

She could only stare blankly at Fang Can’s handsome face, as if they were looking at each other from opposite sides of an ocean. Her feet stopped, and she murmured, "Fang..."

The next moment, before she could finish, her petite body was enveloped in a warm aura that rushed to meet her.

Fang Can held the young woman’s delicate body tightly, as if he were embracing the entire world.

Feeling her fragrance as her dark hair brushed his face, and sensing her body relax after its initial stiffness, he said, "I missed you."

’The distance between us... it’s gone.’

Hearing his whisper, the thought surfaced in her mind, and the tension she felt inexplicably melted away.

’No more hiding. No more delays. And definitely no more indecisiveness!’

Fang Can’s eyes held an unprecedented determination!

He already ruled all the nations of the Martial World. The number of women he’d fucked was approaching ten million, and not even Fourth Turn experts could resist his power.

He had shattered so many obstacles and overcome so many difficulties. How could he let himself be shackled by so-called morals and ethics?

’I’m starting a harem today, and that’s final!’