Chapter 762 - 294: Elder Tan Nan Has Passed Away (Part 3)

But, if one day everyone loses their superpowers, what else can these hands do besides tapping on the keyboard?

Unable to protect his family, unable to protect his friends.

Ming Lan began to understand somewhat the reasons behind Xu Xingguang’s arrangements.

Ming Lan humbly questioned Xu Xingguang, "Old Ancestor, do you think that when the Divine Martial Realm truly breaks through the Barrier of the Mortal World, the Meteorite Power remaining in the Mortal World will retract our superpowers?"

"The meteorite landed, taking the lives of many, and then bestowed superpowers upon you. How could this not sound suspicious? Who’s to say it won’t reclaim the powers it granted you?"

The possibility Xu Xingguang raised was somewhat alarming, yet Ming Lan seriously contemplated its occurrence.

Xu Xingguang sat on the sofa, a bit shorter than Ming Lan, lifted her chin to meet his eyes, and asked, "If that day indeed comes, and your superpowers disappear, young one, would you be scared?"

Ming Lan stayed silent, but the slight trembling of his pupils betrayed his inner unease.

From a young age, he longed to awaken his powers, and at thirteen, he truly acquired the Light Ability, so much so that he couldn’t sleep for a week from the happiness.

Would he fear the sudden disappearance of those proud superpowers?

"...Yes." Ming Lan didn’t lie.

Xu Xingguang nodded, showing understanding, "If I were you, I would be scared too."

"Old Ancestor, don’t you have superpowers that allow you to retrieve objects remotely? Aren’t you afraid of losing them?" Ming Lan couldn’t believe Xu Xingguang wasn’t afraid.

Did Xu Xingguang fear?

She wasn’t afraid.

Because the powers she possessed were abilities refined over ten lives, fundamentally different from the inexplicably bestowed superpowers.

"What’s the point of fearing? If you trust me, obediently train hard with Dongfang Yi, just take it as strengthening your body."

Ming Lan was thoughtful.

Xu Xingguang turned over on the sofa, not spilling a drop of her canned beer. She grabbed the beer can with her right hand, her arm casually resting on her bent knee, tapping the can with her index finger now and then.

This was her usual habit when deep in thought.

Everything has cause and effect.

A nation received a special gift from nature but did not use it for the betterment of humanity, instead using it for malevolent deeds; nature would inevitably reclaim the gift.

Because the nation didn’t deserve the gift.

Once, such a selfish, short-sighted small island nation almost destroyed the entire ecosystem with a foolish action. Eventually, that country faced divine retribution, paying the painful price of near total annihilation.

If these Super Power Users who awakened their abilities could have more reverence for nature and treat their civilian compatriots kindly, the people of the Divine Martial Realm wouldn’t live in such misery, struggling to fill their bellies and unable to foresee a better future.

If the people of the Divine Martial Realm lived in peace and happiness, how would the Mortal World suffer extinction?

...When the hurricane sinks, the Emperor’s Mausoleum opens, the Black Meteor emerges, and the Emperor returns.

The prophecy mentioned the emergence of the Black Meteor, indicating the meteorite would exert its unknown mystical power.

Xu Xingguang had an intuition that the unique ability peculiarly gifted by nature to humans would sooner or later be reclaimed by nature.

Ming Lan ultimately decided to follow Xu Xingguang’s arrangement and practice Ancient Martial Arts diligently.

That night, Ming Lan reported to Ming Feng about Xu Xingguang’s arrangement for him and Dongfang Yi to practice Ancient Martial Arts together.

Upon hearing about this, Ming Feng sternly warned him, "Ming Lan, practice Ancient Martial Arts well. No matter how tough or tired you are, grit your teeth and endure."

"The 300,000 soldiers of the Ming Family Army will accompany you."

Hearing this, Ming Lan was greatly shocked, "Grandfather, you want the entire Ming Family Army to practice Ancient Martial Arts too?" He thought his grandfather was making a big deal out of this.

Ming Feng heard the surprise in Ming Lan’s voice.

"Ming Lan." Ming Feng stood in the courtyard, gazing at the stars, recalling his mother’s heroic figure on the battlefield, and said, "The Old Ancestor has her reasons for making such arrangements. If you think her ideas are absurd, it’s your foolishness."

"Just follow her words."

Ming Lan prided himself on being smart, yet he knew his intelligence was nowhere near sixty or seventy percent of his grandfather’s.

His grandfather revered the Old Ancestor so much, the Old Ancestor must have her exceptional qualities.