This High Martial World is Too Crazy!!!

Chapter 242: Chapter 240: Giving the Interstellar Federation a Little Martial Dao Shock

Z City was still bustling under the cover of night, a tireless machine fueling its ceaseless operation with the hard work and sweat of its citizens.

Fang Can was like a soft glow in the darkness. His figure, seemingly lit from within, strode slowly toward the villa.

Looking up from the villa’s entrance, he saw the young woman in the white dress already waiting for him on the balcony.

Jiang Ning’an’s eyes smiled as she gazed down at Fang Can. Tucked into her hair was a Phoenix Feather Jade Hairpin, from which her jet-black hair cascaded like a waterfall to her waist.

She wore no gaudy earrings to accessorize; her simple yet elegant snow-white dress was cinched by a single sky-blue silk ribbon.

Her own breathtaking beauty was an adornment in itself, more than enough to capture anyone’s heart. A mere gaze from those devastatingly gorgeous eyes was enough to make Fang Can’s own heart flutter.

Smiling, Fang Can raised his hand and said, ”Come on. I’ll show you the local sights tonight. You’ve been in New Country for so long, but you still haven’t seen them.”

Jiang Ning’an nodded lightly, about to leap down from the balcony. But on second thought, she considered her long dress and felt it might be a bit inappropriate.

’Elegant... Ning An, you must be elegant! This is a date. You have to forget your speed and power.’

As Jiang Ning’an reminded herself, a blush rose to her cheeks. ”Fang Can, wait for me. I’ll be right down.”

With that, she gathered her long skirt and turned, elegantly trotting downstairs.

Seeing that graceful figure move like the wind, a hint of frustration appeared on Liu Qingmeng’s delicate, doll-like face.

In truth, she wanted to crash their date, but that would be too obvious. Even her dense apprentice would be able to see through it.

’Ning An, you may be the stronger one right now, so I’ll let you have Fang Can for one night.’

Liu Qingmeng’s delicate hands slowly clenched into fists as she vowed internally:

’But don’t get happy too soon. You’re a hundred years too early to be stealing a man from your master.’

’Next, I, your master, will banish you to the victim’s hell, where you can only watch as Fang Can serves me dutifully for the next ten thousand years!’

After a short wait, Fang Can saw Jiang Ning’an stroll out of the building. She raised a hand, and a flash of Spiritual Qi enveloped them both, forming a transparent shield around their bodies.

”What’s this?” Fang Can asked, feeling the energy surrounding him.

”A little application of Spiritual Qi. It makes mortals subconsciously ignore our appearance so they won’t pay any special attention to us,” Jiang Ning’an chuckled. ”So, are you ready to show me around?”

”Of course. But for the surprise, you’ll just have to follow me,” Fang Can said, affecting an air of mystery.

But really, what else was there to do when taking a girl on a date? It was just the same old three things: ”shopping, movies, and amusement parks.”

But saying it out loud beforehand would feel like rushing things.

Looking at the radiant young woman before him, Fang Can took the initiative, stepping forward to gently take her cool hand. ”The first stop isn’t far from here,” he said. ”We can just walk there slowly.”

’W-We’re holding hands.’

Suppressing her wildly pounding heart, Jiang Ning’an gave a soft ”Mmm” and let Fang Can lead her by the hand.

The young woman’s heart was in a flutter; she hadn’t expected to unlock the ”hand-holding” achievement so easily.

It felt a bit like a loser, but before today, the most intimate interaction between them was the day they first met, when she had held a sword to his neck.

On Fang Can’s conquest progress bar: Liu Qingmeng > Avatar > Jiang Ning’an.

After all, Liu Qingmeng had her AT field penetrated by Fang Can three times, while the avatar had been sticking close to him every day recently, even managing to steal a kiss while he was busy cultivating.

And now, after so many twists and turns, Jiang Ning’an had finally gotten on the track and was about to start the marathon.

Hearing her unsteady breathing beside him, Fang Can feigned ignorance. ”What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

”N-No...” Jiang Ning’an felt the comforting warmth of his hand in hers and squeezed it a little tighter.

Meanwhile, above their heads, the cyan fortune coalescing from the young woman and the young man’s pink romance luck coiled around each other like the White Tiger and the Azure Dragon, guarding them and forbidding anyone from ruining this date.

After all, the so-called act of cuckolding is only meaningful when the people involved are in a close relationship.

If the two had no feelings for each other, and Jiang Ning’an was just pining away with unrequited love like a stray dog, she wouldn’t even be qualified to be cuckolded.

Therefore, the closer their relationship became, the more intense the ”cuckolding luck” would be, which in turn would allow the Lush Greenery to further boost Fang Can’s romance luck and Jiang Ning’an’s cultivation speed.

Thus, both types of luck were happy to see their relationship progress and continued to secretly ramp up their efforts.

The better the relationship, the more potent the effect of the cuckolding!

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Meanwhile, on the other side, with the looming threat of the Martial Dao world, negotiations between Ji Donglai and the Interstellar Federation were concluded at almost top speed.

Ji Donglai would hand over all intelligence on the Martial Dao world so that the Interstellar Federation would be prepared when 50 million players entered the game during the upcoming public beta.

In return, the Interstellar Federation would deliver most of its advanced military-grade technology and provide technical guidance from player specialists to ensure the fastest possible implementation.

After the agreement was reached, Ji Donglai was troubled as he looked at the massive pile of weapon schematics—technology capable of annihilating planets and even affecting entire star systems.

Because the manufacturing of each weapon required numerous prerequisite technologies. Even with the tech directly shared and with ample materials, they couldn’t produce them because their manufacturing precision was insufficient.

Making weapons requires equipment of sufficient precision, and making equipment with that precision requires equipment of a slightly lower precision.

For Ji Donglai to create these weapons with his current equipment was equivalent to a person from the Stone Age trying to build a 0.7-nanometer lithography machine by hand.

Even with all the data they needed, it couldn’t be converted into usable combat power in a short amount of time.

On the other end, after the agreement was signed, the people of the Interstellar Federation were dumbfounded as they looked over the data on the Otherworld’s Martial Dao.

If they were afraid of espers who wielded the power of luck, then almost every Martial Artist on the Otherworld’s Heaven-Ascending Road had the potential to become a luck-wielder, as long as their legacy was related to luck.

In terms of absolute destructive power, the Interstellar Federation could easily crush a Fourth Turn, but Martial Artists and espers played with mechanics. Under normal circumstances, who would compete on raw stats?

Looking at the legacy intel submitted by the espers—all sorts of Concept and Rule System abilities—gave them a massive headache.

For example, there was the legend of Xiang Hongtu, the current King of Great Chu.

He was said to be the strongest Fourth Turn in the world. His punches were faster than light, a sure-hit fist that would absolutely strike its target as long as it was thrown.

This was tantamount to tap-dancing on the face of the laws of physics.

Their own warp engines could only achieve superluminal speed through clever tricks. But a fist that’s directly faster than light? How the hell do you fight that?!

Then there was that Yongle Encyclopedia from the Celestial Secret Tower or whatever, which could supposedly acquire any knowledge and was used to dox people left and right.

The espers at least had to ask them for technology.

But the moment other players arrived in that Martial Dao world, their scientific knowledge might be completely exposed by that Yongle Encyclopedia.