The wonders of the new martial arts are so profound that Cao Ya could talk about them for three days and three nights without finishing.
However, this was not the main point of their trip to find the God of Yang.
It's unlikely that an existence at the level of Yang Shen would abandon their power to cultivate a new martial art. At most, they would learn from it, broaden their horizons, and pave the way for a five-star path in the initial martial art.
After marveling at it for a while, they skipped the topic and continued to recount what had happened to Fang Ping.
“Eight thousand years ago, Zhan did indeed commit suicide. The Destroyer Emperor and the Overlord Emperor were also surrounded and killed. Thanks to their ‘sacrifice,’ the flaws in the original martial arts can be delayed for several thousand more years,” Yang Shen said. “Although Zhan died, as mentioned before, he had made many arrangements in advance.”
"Zhan couldn't directly confront his teachers and friends, but after dying once and erasing his memories, he could have a reincarnation who was practically another person confront the emperors. That might be Zhan's idea."
"Of course, not entirely. After all, Zhan also knows that if he and the reincarnations of the Destroyer Emperor and the Overlord Emperor awaken, the movement of the Three Emperors' true paths will definitely not escape the eyes of the emperors."
"So, the real target of this war is you, Fang Ping."
Yang Shen stared intently at Fang Ping.
"Me?" Fang Ping paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "The War Emperor really thinks highly of me! Haha, Old Wang, it seems you don't even trust yourself!"
Wang Jinyang didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Zhan Tiandi's plan took into account all aspects and ultimately chose Fang Ping. He was happy for Fang Ping and wanted to share Fang Ping's burdens.
Fortunately, on our side, we have Cao Ya Daozu, Zhen Tian Wang, and Wu Wang Zhang Tao... Otherwise, if we really relied solely on Fang Ping, myself, Li Hansong, and Yao Chengjun, the situation of the human race would probably be extremely precarious...
Wang Jinyang was relieved; perhaps even the Heavenly Emperor's plan from eight thousand years ago hadn't foreseen this turn of events.
“Fang Ping, you were forcibly brought out by the War Emperor from that martial-free world inside the seed! You are not a pawn of any emperor. To be honest, you are the one chosen by the Three Emperors. That is why the reincarnations of the Three Emperors gathered around you under the influence of karma in the dark.” Cao Ya said softly.
Wang Jinyang and Zhen Tianwang did not show much surprise at this, because they had already guessed it.
Even Fang Ping himself gradually had a premonition during this conversation, realizing that he was not a pawn of the Heavenly Emperor, the God Emperor, the Fighting Heavenly Emperor, or other original emperors.
"This is really...unexpected!"
Fang Ping smiled and said slowly:
“I’ve thought about many things: Heavenly Emperor, God Emperor, Eastern Emperor, Fighting Heavenly Emperor, even Earthly Emperor, Human Emperor, and you, Senior Yang God. But before today, I never thought about Fighting Heavenly Emperor, Destroying Heavenly Emperor, or Overlord Heavenly Emperor.”
"After all, they're all dead. How can you scheme with dead people?"
"But I never expected... that my time travel was actually the work of the War Emperor!"
"The work of a dead man..."
Fang Ping sighed, feeling a sense of emptiness in his heart.
He has always had an imaginary enemy: who exactly is the owner of this system?
But today, Yang Shen and Cao Ya Dao Zu told him, no! There is nothing at all!
That imagined enemy was long dead, and he wasn't even his enemy; it was actually the past life of his best friend, Wang Jinyang!
At this moment, Fang Ping was in a daze. It turned out that the Three Realms had all guessed wrong! Behind him was not any emperor!
Of those in the Three Realms who truly know this, besides the Yang God and the Seed, there is probably only Cao Ya Dao Ancestor.
No wonder Cao Ya Daozu wasn't surprised at all by my rise to power; in fact, he even offered me a lot of help, which worked through the system... It turns out he had already sensed it...
Fang Ping suddenly realized that many of his previous doubts had now been resolved.
"I didn't expect you to be a transmigrator, not from this world." The Heavenly King of Zhen sized up Fang Ping, seemingly observing the differences between people from other worlds and those from this world.
"That world, though devoid of martial arts, is just like this one in terms of its people," Fang Ping sighed. "It has me, Fang Ping, my family, my friends, and those famous figures..."
"By the way, Lao Wang, in that world, you were still my senior, but we were in different grades and classes, so we didn't have much contact, unlike in this world where we have such a good relationship."
"But, old town sir..."
Fang Ping suddenly paused for a moment, then smiled and said:
"You old codger, you must have died long ago in that martial-free world inside the seed, your ashes are probably dust."
The Heavenly King was very depressed.
If the world inside the seed is truly a martial-free realm, as Master and Cao Yadaozu said, then what Fang Ping said is highly likely to happen.
Without the support of martial arts, there's no way he could have lived for 30,000 to 40,000 years!
"However, the two worlds inside and outside the seed are exactly the same—except for cultivation!" Zhen Tianwang was also quite surprised and wanted to complain that the seed must have lost its mind. Why didn't it change anything when it created the second world?
"Am I in that world too?" Wang Jinyang murmured, his mind flashing back to his deceased teacher and his teacher's heartbroken daughter.
Perhaps, in that world without martial arts, the teacher would have lived a good life all along, and none of these tragedies would have happened...
Wang Jinyang suddenly developed a strong interest in that world without martial arts.
"I really want to go in... and take a look! To see those people..." Wang Jinyang sighed.
"Meow, you liar, am I inside the silkworm's inner world?" Cangmao asked. Silkworm is the outward shape of a seed that looks like a silkworm, so Cangmao sometimes refers to seeds as such.
"How would I know?" Fang Ping rolled his eyes and said, "There's no martial arts in that world, and I'm just a high school student. I've basically never left Yangcheng. How would I know if you, you stupid cat, are here or not?"
“It’s definitely gone!” the King of Town laughed. “The Azure Cat wasn’t much younger than me. If I’m dead, it must be dead too!”
"Meow, you're the one who's dead!" The blue cat glared angrily at the Heavenly King.
The Heavenly King immediately burst into laughter.
At that moment, the frustration he felt suddenly vanished.
Happiness comes from comparison!
Wait a minute, Master...
The Heavenly King's heart stirred, and he looked at the Yang God.
"What are you looking at?" Yang Shen seemed to know what Zhen Tian Wang was thinking and said irritably.
"What, are you hoping for your master's death?"
The Heavenly King, embarrassed, hurriedly said:
"Not at all, Master has wronged me."
Fang Ping saw this and chuckled.
For some reason, his mood suddenly became much better.
Cao Ya, standing to the side, suddenly had a thought and remembered a question.
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