Chapter 207 - 205: A.T. Field

Chapter 207: Chapter 205: A.T. Field

Inheritance is an art of the mind.

It is the sum total of one’s past experiences, incapable of performing feats beyond the scope of one’s own understanding.

After witnessing and fighting against the Inheritances of countless Martial Artists over the past two months, Fang Can had developed his own line of thinking.

An Inheritance was a matter of equivalent exchange!

Your gains are proportional to your sacrifice.

Blindly pursuing balance—that so-called ’perfect hexagon’ with no weaknesses—would only result in a thoroughly mediocre ability.

Initially, Fang Can had wanted to manifest an Inheritance that could suppress all others.

But he later abandoned the idea.

He realized that at his current level, trying to manifest an Inheritance universally effective against every Martial Artist would, at best, only allow him to suppress all First Turn and some Second Turn practitioners.

If he ran into a Second or Third Turn practitioner that his Inheritance couldn’t suppress, it would be tantamount to wasting a skill slot in battle.

It was just as Minister Fang had said back at the Shangfang Mansion: "To obtain power beyond the limit, you must pay a price beyond the limit."

Thus, Fang Can’s choice was to trade mechanics for the most overwhelming raw stats.

[Forbidden Word Skill]: When activated, you prohibit all of your own buffs—including Magical Power, experience, martial arts, and Secret Techniques—to gain a corresponding enhancement to your physical attributes.

This was Fang Can’s plan: during the First Turn, he would abandon balance in exchange for raw stats that could rival a Third Turn practitioner.

Having set his course, Fang Can’s mind settled as he consciously stepped up to a new level. Immediately, he felt a barrier within him break.

With a crisp CRACK resounding in his ears, Fang Can officially stepped onto the Heaven-Ascending Road.

When he came to his senses, he found himself within a great sea of consciousness, where countless scrolls were unfurling before him.

Each of these scrolls was a gift from his past.

From his first baby babbles and drinking tainted milk powder at six months old, to his diligent studies in high school, and even every last detail after his transmigration—this place chronicled Fang Can’s entire past from a first-person point of view.

Before he could take a closer look, he felt his entire being ignite in the next moment.

It was not his physical body that burned, but his past—his memories and experiences.

The thousands of scrolls began to burn, and as the great fire raged, specks of spiritual light floated up into the air.

In this fiery forge, his experience, memories, past, and power all transformed into motes of spiritual light, condensing into a single, massive, brilliant orb of light.

Looking at this radiant sphere, Fang Can knew this was the so-called Light of the Mind.

According to Elder Yang, the size of the Light of the Mind varied depending on one’s Martial Dao talent, cultivation Realm, past experiences, and willpower.

At the First Turn, it was usually about the size of an egg to a fist.

As for the one in Fang Can’s sea of consciousness? It was about the size of a soccer ball, already surpassing the average for the Second Turn Realm.

This included Fang Can’s own Light of the Mind as well as the portion he was rewarded after the Tournament of Nations.

Calming his mind, Fang Can began to allocate the Light of the Mind according to a 9:1 ratio.

He allocated ninety percent to his Forbidden Word Skill Inheritance to increase the ratio at which the prohibitions were converted into power.

The final ten percent was converted into pure energy and integrated into his Heart Image, allowing his Heart Image to coalesce into a tangible form and influence reality, much like True Qi and Magic.

Fang Can was less cautious about the sublimation of his Heart Image. As long as it was usable after he reached the First Turn, that was good enough. So he began to imbue it with his wishes.

’The power born from my Heart Image should have an ability like Superman’s biological force field, so I don’t cause too much collateral damage when I fight.’

With that thought, the energy that had condensed into a tangible form became concealed, transforming into something like a magnetic field that clung to Fang Can’s rebuilt flesh and blood.

And on Fang Can’s bone-white panel, a description began to appear.

Description:

Manifested Ability: [Forbidden Word Skill] Cost: 90% of Mind Force

Manifested Ability: [Biological Force Field] Cost: 10% of Mind Force

Seeing the Biological Force Field ability, Fang Can’s imagination ran wild and he continued to add requirements:

’Hey, why not add a little of Evangelion’s AT Field? A simple biological force field just doesn’t feel punchy enough.’

With that thought, the panel changed once more.

Description:

Now manifesting ability: [Biological Force Field] + [AT Field] = [AT Field]

’It can do that...?’ Fang Can thought, looking at the panel as another idea sparked.

’How about adding some psychokinesis? Or maybe a Magic Arm? That seems to have some potential.’

Description:

[AT Field] → [AT Field]

’That seems about right...’ Fang Can thought, looking at the description. He felt that adding any more abilities would only weaken it.

With Fang Can’s thoughts settled, the general blueprint was established, and the [AT Field] ability began to officially manifest.

But in the instant before the ability manifested, another wisp of azure energy from Jiang Ning’an fused into Fang Can’s metaphorical peach blossom.

Instantly, a thought subconsciously surfaced in Fang Can’s mind: ’Can this energy increase my Dual Cultivation efficiency?’

At that final moment, prompted by this thought, the description on the panel began to distort again.

"Whoa, no, I was just thinking dirty! Don’t add that, seriously, don’t add it! The first version was perfectly fine!"

Fang Can said in a panic as he watched the panel’s data warp, but unfortunately, what was done was done. The changes on the panel began to solidify permanently.

[AT Field] → [AV Field]

Looking at the text in the description, Fang Can felt his vision go dark.

’What the hell is an AV Field? What a stupid name.’

As his consciousness withdrew from the sea of his mind, an intensely vivid sensation spread through his body. His physical form had been successfully and thoroughly reconstructed.

Sitting up from the ground in a cross-legged position, Fang Can felt as if his entire body was brand new.

He could feel an unprecedented vitality in his every move, whether walking, sitting, or lying down. His body’s normal strength had indeed increased by a factor of ten.

He could also clearly sense that this was far from the limit of his physical body; with every passing second, his flesh and blood would continue to strengthen and transform.

’In other words, this isn’t my limit?’ Feeling the powerful growth of his body, Fang Can had thought his Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment was already over.

’So after reaching the First Turn this time, my base physical strength has received a hundredfold boost, right?’

Fang Can felt the vibrant life force emanating from his flesh and blood, which signified that he had officially entered the First Turn Realm.

But the most important thing right now wasn’t the growth of his body or the boost from the Forbidden Word Skill.

Fang Can wanted to figure out what on earth this "AV Field," which had been created from the materialization of his Heart Image, actually was.

As he was thinking this, a cool, clear voice came from outside. Liu Qingmeng stepped into the room and said, "It seems you’ve broken through. What are your Inheritance and your Heart Image ability?"

"Of course," Fang Can said with a perfectly straight face. "The Inheritance is the Forbidden Word Skill. As for the ability from my materialized Heart Image, I call it the AT Field."