To describe Meng Fan's current state, even he himself couldn't say. Because of his cultivation of the Primordial Scripture, the various realms could no longer be used to describe his combat power.
He estimated that he could now go toe-to-toe with the Heavenly Dao of this world for a few moves, but he didn't know if the Shattered Realm in this world was as powerful as him!
Body Tempering, Qi Sensing, Acquired, Innate, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, Unity Realm, Transformation Realm, Heavenly Unity Realm, Shattering Realm.
This is the martial arts classification in this world. Once you reach the Grandmaster realm, you can say that each step is a hurdle.
The difference in strength between each realm is enormous!
Even if the members of the Gold and Silver Sect had Meng Fan's synchronized insights and the added benefits of numerous divine skills, they wouldn't dare say they could fight across a whole realm with 100% certainty, let alone the natives of this world!
Meng Fan has never met a Shattered Realm expert, but his confidence in being able to challenge the Heavenly Dao proves that he has already reached the pinnacle of this world!
Meng Fan looked at the crowd in front of him, focusing on the centipede demon Cihang Pudu, the Black Mountain Demon, and the Netherworld Blood Demon, since these three were not human at all.
At this point, these three people... let's just call them people for now!
When the three saw Meng Fan's gaze fall on them, Youquan Blood Demon quickly spoke up.
“Young Master, we were able to take human form when we descended into this world. According to the realm classification of this world, I have already reached the Heavenly One Realm!”
Not to be outdone, the Black Mountain Demon said, "Young Master, my situation is similar to his."
The centipede demon said somewhat ashamedly, "Young master, I am one realm lower than them, only at the Transformation Realm."
Meng Fan waved his hand, not taking it to heart.
“Realm level is irrelevant to you. With me here, the gap between your realms can be bridged in a very short time. The three of you are not of my human race, and I am considering how to arrange things for you.”
The three broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that Meng Fan considered them to be of a different kind and that his intentions must be different. They immediately knelt down on the ground.
"Young master, the three of us are absolutely loyal to you, as heaven and earth can attest!"
"Yes, young master, we cannot choose our birth. We have only reached this level by focusing on cultivation. Please take us in!"
Meng Fan laughed and said, "What are you talking about? There are countless races in this vast world, how could I possibly look down on you because of that?"
"This world is dominated by humans, and even the demonic path is made up of human cultivators. But it is said that there are many demons and true demons in the far north, but they are being held back by the five great empires. I'm wondering if we should send you there to unify the entire far north!"
The three demons were relieved and quickly assured each other that they would definitely complete the mission.
In fact, they didn't take this task seriously at all. Now they had the perfect understanding of various divine skills and Taoist techniques provided by Meng Fan, and their strength was improving at a speed far exceeding their previous levels. As long as they seized this opportunity, becoming an immortal or ancestor would be a piece of cake. As long as they had time, this kind of task would be completely unchallenging!
Seeing their confident demeanor, Meng Fan decided to set some rules for them.
"I am not an old-fashioned person. From now on, as long as you three do not kill or harm humans, I will treat you all equally. Of course, I will treat the most wicked and evil people as I please."
"Yes, we will remember!"
"Cao Zhengchun, go and tell Xue Gui and that Grand Elder what his name is again?"
"Young master, that man's name is Xue Di."
"Xue Di? What's that name? Is he the son of Xue Gui and Chu Di? You really know how to name people. Bring them here."
“Master Baiyun, bring over that golden Buddha on your back. Why would a monk carry money around?”
"Baiyue, do you think the earth beneath our feet is round?"
...
Cao Zhengchun didn't return until two hours later. It wasn't that he flew slowly; it was that the place Meng Fan had found was too far away.
Xue Gui and Xue Di, who were behind him, broke out in a cold sweat when they saw the people present. Both of them were at the Unity Realm. Although their true energy was sealed, their eyesight was still sharp, and they knew that the lowest cultivation level among those present was at the Unity Realm, and possibly even higher!
On the contrary, Meng Fan and the other two looked the most ordinary, no different from ordinary people. This was because Meng Fan's cultivation had reached the realm of returning to simplicity and truth, and the way of heaven rewards diligence and all things follow their natural course.
"Youquan, take these two to the Blood God Sect. Your mission is to integrate the entire demonic forces. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy."
"Yes, Youquan will certainly live up to the Holy Son's trust and strive to complete the mission as soon as possible."
After speaking, the two members of the Blood God Cult were enveloped in a crimson light. They clasped their hands in a fist salute to the others present, and with a flash of red light, they disappeared from the spot.
"Black Mountain, Pudu Cihang, you two are going to the far north. You should look after each other and contact me anytime if you encounter any difficulties."
"The rest of you can travel on your own. I'll contact you if I need any missions."
"I will obey Your Majesty's command!"
One by one, everyone left, leaving only Meng Fan and Cao Zhengchun.
"Xiao Feng sent word that some people from the Empire already know about the demonic disturbances here and are on their way. Since we've already taken their money, we can't just leave like this."
"Young master is truly compassionate. Those dynasties that have received such care from you must have a worry-free future."
"Listening to your words is like listening to a lecture; don't try to flatter me with such empty words next time."
"Yes, yes, yes, young master, you are very generous. I will definitely practice more flattery in the future."
"..."
In the imperial palace of the Moyin Dynasty, a young man in golden brocade sat on the throne, his eyes sweeping contemptuously over the crowd below.
"How could you be such a good emperor? Why didn't you report the demonic disturbances to the empire? You actually hired a small force to quell it, and even spent fourteen million taels of silver?! What were you thinking?!"
Emperor Mo Zhong of the Mo Yin Dynasty looked terrified, but inwardly he was cursing, "If you had waited for them to arrive, the people of my Mo Yin Dynasty would probably all be dead!"
"Prince Li, my Moyin Dynasty is too far from the Empire, and the Blood God Sect's offensive is too fierce, completely disregarding losses. If this continues, my Moyin Dynasty will be wiped out in less than half a year. If we wait until..."
"Shut up! You are a vassal of my Ji Yuan Empire, and you've already paid fourteen million taels of silver to outsiders, what are you still saying!"
The young man grew angrier and angrier, and said, "You have two months to recover the silver and hand it over to my Ji Yuan Empire, or you will bear the consequences!"
Mo Zhong suppressed his anger. The Ji Yuan Empire was too unreasonable, while the Jin Yin Men did take money to do things, but he couldn't afford to offend them. What should he do?
After much deliberation, the only option was to appease Prince Li first, and then send someone to negotiate with the people of the Gold and Silver Gate.
Meng Fan was strolling through the capital of the Fire Maple Dynasty. It was deep winter, with heavy snow falling from the sky and the ground covered with a thick layer of white snow.
He was walking to his front door, brushing the snow off his cloak and hair. As if sensing something, he turned and walked into an alleyway beside him.
The cold wind was even stronger in the alley, where a woman in her thirties was tightly embracing a child of about ten years old.
The mother covered the child with all her thick clothes, while she herself, wearing only a single layer of clothing, had barely felt anything.
Meng Fan walked up to the woman, draped his cloak over her, and transferred a wisp of his true energy to her.
The woman's near-extinction consciousness slowly cleared, and she felt that the young man in front of her was like a god from heaven.
Meng Fan took out a few taels of silver from his pocket, handed it to the woman, and then turned and walked away.
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