Chapter 185: The Martial Dao Affairs Finally Settled

The Martial Dao World.

With the Inner World finally completed, Fang Han began secretly transferring the people whose names had long since been finalized on his list.

At the same time, he revealed to them the bloody truth of this world in its entirety.

When they first learned that the so-called human Martial Dao Grandmasters were nothing more than flesh-and-blood incubators for the infants of the Yao race, everyone instinctively refused to believe it.

But after personally witnessing Yao infants tear their way out of human bodies, watching Grandmasters have their vitality drained until they died, and hearing the firsthand account of the exotic beast Fei, they had no choice but to believe.

For a time, fear, shame, humiliation, fury, and countless other emotions surged through their hearts like raging waves.

"Fellow humans! We do not have much time left!"

"Once the Yao race discovers this hidden Inner World, a massive army will inevitably descend upon us."

"By then, all of us will become nothing more than flesh and blood nourishment for the Yao race to breed its infants. From that moment onward, we shall be doomed to eternal misery!"

"Not only us. Even our descendants, generation after generation, will never be able to escape this miserable fate of being slaughtered at will."

"Are you willing to simply stretch out your necks and wait to die? Are you willing to sit here and await your doom?!"

Fang Han manifested his Wupeng true body, which resembled an ancient god or demon. His colossal figure stood towering between heaven and earth, suspended majestically in the void, and every word he spoke possessed an extraordinarily rousing power.

He had already earned the fanatical reverence of the world's Martial Dao practitioners after imparting the Twelvefold Longevity Methods and granting them several hundred additional years of lifespan.

Now, he had personally exposed the Yao race's conspiracy and, within this hopeless situation where death seemed certain, torn open a path of survival for humanity.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone within the Inner World, Fang Han was unquestionably a savior.

The fear in everyone's hearts was completely dispelled.

In its place was an overwhelming fighting spirit that had been suppressed to its absolute limit before finally erupting.

"The future of humanity rests upon your shoulders."

"Think about it! So long as all of you can step into the Grandmaster realm, every one of you will be like a dragon. Even if the countless Yaos come to invade, we will make certain that not a single one of them returns alive!"

Fang Han deliberately did not reveal the true terrifying strength of the Yao race's world.

Sometimes, knowing too much was not necessarily a good thing.

A certain degree of concealment and even lies could instead inspire people to fight with the determination of one who had burned their boats.

Under Fang Han's grand vision of the future, it was as though a magnificent scene of the Yao race being utterly defeated and routed had truly appeared within everyone's minds.

The crowd was instantly stirred into a frenzy.

One after another, the Martial Dao practitioners clenched their teeth and swore blood oaths, vowing to carve out a path to the heavens with their own hands for humanity and for the future of the Martial Dao World.

Afterward, there was no need for anyone to urge them.

Everyone within the Inner World seemed to go mad, throwing themselves completely into arduous closed-door cultivation.

"Fear and hatred may indeed be enough to sustain them for a while, driving them to fight desperately."

"But as the years pass, who knows how many of them will still be able to maintain this fighting spirit?"

Fei looked down upon the people below from high above and could not help sighing.

"Few are those who can remain steadfast from beginning to end."

"So, from time to time, we need to give them a little pressure."

Fang Han's expression was indifferent as he spoke calmly.

"From now on, whenever a Yao infant tears its way out into the world outside, simply manifest the scene of its birth simultaneously across the sky of the Inner World."

"Excellent idea!"

Fei's single eye immediately lit up.

"Furthermore... Martial Dao cultivation ultimately requires one to constantly squeeze and temper one's muscles, bones, and flesh. The damage inflicted upon one's potential and physical body is considerable."

As he spoke, Fang Han remained completely expressionless.

He suddenly seized his own left arm and exerted force.

With a violent tearing sound, he actually ripped the entire arm from his body.

"Revered Superior, this is..."

Fei was horrified, staring in utter disbelief.

It then watched as Fang Han casually tossed the blood-soaked severed arm toward the very center of the Inner World, as though he were throwing a divine weapon.

The severed arm crashed to the ground.

In an instant, its flesh, blood, and bones began to writhe and mutate as though they were living creatures.

In the blink of an eye, it grew explosively from the ground, transforming into a towering divine tree formed entirely from intertwined flesh and blood.

Then the winds and clouds of heaven and earth began to stir.

It was as though an inexhaustible stream of vitality was being drawn forth from the surrounding world.

"Any Martial Dao practitioner within the Inner World who cultivates to the point of suffering grievous injuries and nearing death may come beneath this tree and undergo the tempering of its life force."

"Under the nourishment of this returning vitality, severed limbs can be restored and longstanding ailments completely eliminated. It will be akin to shedding one's mortal shell, receiving a new birth."

Fang Han's majestic voice thundered repeatedly beneath the heavens of the Inner World, sounding like the voice of heavenly tribulation.

Looking up at the flesh-and-blood divine tree that continued to grow ever taller, its entire body surrounded by vast vortices of surging vitality, another wave of uncontrollable fanaticism emerged within everyone's eyes.

Their determination to pursue the Dao even at the cost of their lives grew stronger than ever.

Meanwhile, Fang Han was like a cold, primordial divine deity, seated high above the heavens as he silently took in every transformation and fortune of all living beings across both the Outer World and Inner World.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

"The condensation of the Xuanhuang Qi of Heaven and Earth is indeed closely connected to the beliefs of all living beings."

"Although the territory of this Inner World is only one-fiftieth the size of the Outer World, every Martial Dao practitioner gathered here is an elite I personally selected. Each one possesses the potential to become a Grandmaster."

"On top of that, they harbor an overwhelming hatred toward the Yao race, as well as an extremely fervent faith in me, their savior..."

"The rate at which this tiny corner of an Inner World condenses Xuanhuang Qi is actually not much slower than that of the vast Outer World!"

"Of course, because I have secretly transferred all the finest talents of the world away, the foundation supporting the condensation of Xuanhuang Qi in the Outer World has indeed shrunk, causing its production to slow somewhat."

"But with the two worlds combined, the Martial Dao World as a whole now produces Xuanhuang Qi at a stable rate of roughly one hundred and fifty strands per year."

"Compared with before, that is an increase of nearly fifty percent."

"Now that the overall situation has been settled and everything is operating smoothly, this Martial Dao World should not experience any major upheavals before the higher-ups of the Yao race truly notice something is wrong."

"Even if I activate the puppet-managed state, there should be no major problems."

A trace of satisfaction flashed through Fang Han's eyes, and he slowly nodded.

"For the short term, I no longer need to divert my attention here."

"A stable income of one hundred and fifty strands of Xuanhuang Qi per year. Trying to achieve such a harvest within Great Qian would be utterly absurd."

"It seems that extensively harvesting ownerless fragmented worlds is indeed the correct way to obtain Xuanhuang Qi."

"If so..."

"Perhaps it is time to try opening another gateway and venture into another unknown world?"

Fang Han's heart stirred.

He returned to the Fangcun space.

His consciousness focused upon the Xuanhuang Qi, and he put forward his request.

Yet perhaps because he had previously rejected it's offer to volunteer for the task, the Xuanhuang Qi simply remained motionless, seemingly lazy and completely unresponsive.

"It isn't merely throwing a tantrum because I rejected it."

"It seems that for the Xuanhuang Qi to generate a gateway, certain conditions must be fulfilled. I have yet to satisfy them."

After gathering his thoughts and repeatedly deducing and investigating the matter, Li Shun ultimately arrived at this conclusion.

"I thought I could continuously open gateways, travel throughout the myriad worlds, and harvest Xuanhuang Qi on a massive scale."

Li Shun could not help feeling somewhat disappointed.