Transitional Plot

Chapter 137 Transitional Plot

"Oh, right, there's one more thing I forgot to mention. The human realm originally had energy, but it was all absorbed by the Emperor's Sword in Mount Tai."

Therefore, the human realm today is in a state of Dharma decline, devoid of any energy. Richard once again calmly unleashed a thunderbolt.

"Damn it, what kind of Human Emperor is this? I'm going to dismantle that damn Human Emperor Sword right now!" Upon hearing this news, Fang Ping was furious, his blood boiling, and veins bulging on his face.

"I don't recommend you go. You can't do anything to that sword right now. Besides, that sword is in the hands of the Human Emperor. Once it's moved, the Human Emperor in the Source Land will immediately sense it."

"The consequences will be far beyond what the current human realm can afford," Richard said.

Fang Ping gradually calmed down; he really couldn't act impulsively. He had no one to rely on now; he was the strongest fighter in the human world and needed to be responsible for the entire human realm. He had no right to be willful.

"That's right. Don't even think about dealing with the Human Emperor Sword if you don't have the strength to break through to level nine," Richard nodded and said.

"Breaking through to the ninth level? What kind of realm is that? Could you explain it to me in detail, senior?" Fang Ping asked.

At the same time, I made a fierce vow: wait until I have the strength to break through to the ninth level, then I will dismantle that sword.

"Alright, I'll tell you. That old devil, the King of Town, has been keeping this a secret; he hasn't even told you this before."

I guess they were afraid you'd be too desperate, since the martial artists in the human realm were indeed very weak before, with only a handful even at the pinnacle.

I won't go into details about the area below the absolute peak; you all know that very well.

Starting from the pinnacle, the original path stretches for a kilometer, which translates to approximately 800,000 to 2 million calories of Qi and blood for the ninth rank. In the present-day underground world, this realm is called True King, while in ancient times it was called True God. Therefore, the ninth rank is also known as the False God Realm.

Your true realm is the False God Realm, your blood and qi are at the True God Realm, and your combat power, combined with the divine weapon in your hand, barely qualifies you as an Emperor-level being.

Emperor level, which is the combat power level you are at now, was called a titled True God in ancient times, and its origin path is over ten thousand meters.

The amount of Qi and blood is approximately between two and four million calories.

Above the Emperor level is the Saint level, and the thirty-six Saints conferred in ancient times had roughly this level of strength. Their Origin Dao is 80,000 to 100,000 meters long, and their Qi and blood are approximately between four million and four million eight hundred thousand calories.

Next is the Heavenly King level, which can be further divided into three levels based on the spatial layers that can be broken by the power of qi and blood.

Having broken through the sixth Heavenly King level, its origin path has exceeded 100,000 meters, and its attack power can easily break through the sixth layer of space. Its blood and energy are approximately between 4.8 million and 9.6 million calories.

It is at the level of the Seventh Heavenly King, with an attack power capable of breaking through the seventh layer of space, and its health is approximately between 9.6 million and 19.2 million calories.

It is at the level of the Eighth Heavenly King, with an attack power capable of breaking through the eighth layer of space, and its health is approximately between 19.2 million and 38 million calories.

To break through to the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm, one's Qi and Blood generally exceed 40 million calories. The Nine Emperors and Four Sovereigns of ancient times were roughly within this range of strength.

However, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the strength of these surviving emperors has increased accordingly.

Even the weaker ones have 70-80 million cards, while the stronger ones have over 100 million cards. Therefore, someone who has just broken through to level nine can only be considered a quasi-emperor, still quite a distance from those veteran emperors.

As Richard spoke, he glanced at the Spirit Emperor, who was the weaker one, with only about 80 million calories of qi and blood.

The Spirit Emperor roughly understood the meaning behind his glance and was somewhat annoyed. How could she, a powerful ruler, be looked down upon?

But considering Richard's unfathomable strength, well, he certainly has the right to look down on him.

She felt it was time to improve her strength; the Heavenly Emperor was a thing of the past, and she should set some new goals.

Richard ignored her thoughts and continued, "Among them, the Human Emperor's Chronicle is considered one of the stronger ones, with over 100 million units of Qi and Blood. That's why I told you to break through to the ninth level before considering dealing with the Human Emperor's Sword."

Ji is the name of the Human Emperor. The names of these powerful figures from ancient times are generally single characters.

Besides the Human Emperor, those with over 100 million units of vital energy include the Earth Emperor, the Eastern Emperor, the Divine Emperor, and the Fighting Heaven Emperor.

These words silenced the new martial artists once again. They were talking about spending millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of coins to increase their Qi and Blood, as if it were something that could be easily improved.

But even a typical ninth-rank cultivator only has a few hundred thousand Qi and Blood.

Among them, Fang Ping alone has nearly a million units of Qi and blood.

The other people's Qi and Blood are still hovering around tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even two or three hundred thousand.

Even Wu Kuishan, another newly crowned top expert who isn't here, only has less than a million units of Qi and Blood.

No wonder the old ghost of the town didn't tell them these things; he was really afraid of crushing their confidence. Fang Ping thought to himself.

"How are you feeling? Feeling overwhelmed? Work hard! These emperors are not easy to deal with. If you don't want to end up as cannon fodder, then you'd better train hard."

"It won't be long before the Emperor appears. If none of your new warriors reach level nine by then, your fate will be in your own hands," Richard concluded.

"Then what about you, senior? The Nine Emperors and Four Emperors each have their own purposes. What are your purposes, senior? If they don't conflict with our New Martial Arts, would you consider forming an alliance with us?" Fang Ping forced himself to calm down.

Since the situation is so complicated and they lack strength, they might as well try to win over allies. It's not like they've done it before; they could become emperors.

Wasn't that how Gong Juanzi, the overseas water-powered island, and others were won over?

This is just the first time they've tried to win over such a powerful being. Judging from this senior's deep understanding of the Nine Emperors and Four Sovereigns, and the fact that he seemed to be in a dominant position in his interactions with the Spirit Emperor, with the Spirit Emperor never objecting from beginning to end.

He simply couldn't believe that this senior wasn't at the level of an emperor.

"You've got a good plan. I certainly wouldn't mind lending you a hand."

Unfortunately, I'm not from your world. There's an old man in your world who doesn't like me interfering in your affairs.

Besides, it's not certain whether I'll still be in your world by then.

"So in the end, you still have to rely on yourselves," Richard said.

Fang Ping's face fell. "Who is it? So annoying. Don't they know how much pressure they're under right now?"

Then I was drawn to another sentence Richard said.

"What do you mean by saying we're not from our world? Are there other worlds beyond ours?"

He hurriedly asked, but what he really wanted to know was where the other Earth was. He had transmigrated here, and although he had been in this world for several years, he still wanted to know where the world of his previous life was.

Having a home you don't want to go back to and having a home you can't go back to are two different things.

Although he has parents and a younger sister in this world, he still misses his family from his previous life.

"Of course, chaos is endless, and the world is infinite. As for what you want to know, it's not in chaos, it's in your world," Richard said meaningfully.

He finally realized how great it felt to be a riddle solver.

Although you might feel like killing the riddle-maker when you encounter one, you'll know how awesome it is when you become the riddle-maker yourself.

Fang Ping was completely stunned. Just how many secrets did this senior know? Why did he feel like he was completely transparent in front of this person?

He's also a despicable riddle-maker, always only saying half of what he means.

So where exactly is that world? Judging from the senior's tone, it seems that his transmigration wasn't an accident either. The Heavenly Emperor?

The senior just said that his cheat was arranged by the War Emperor, so his time travel was very likely also arranged by the War Emperor.

Within this world, where could such a large planet as Earth fit inside?

Could it be that there are parallel universes? Or is there another Earth in space, which is actually an alien?

One day I'll arrest all of you despicable riddle makers and give you a good beating.

"Senior, I have one last question. What is this Seed of Resurrection all about?" Fang Ping suddenly remembered this question.

Why did the crypts initially attack Earth, a poor and desolate place without even energy? Wasn't it because of the so-called Seed of Resurrection?

But they still didn't know what the Seed of Resurrection was. Even the people in the cave couldn't explain what the Seed of Resurrection was.

I don't know who leaked this information, but if they find out, I'll definitely tear this person to pieces.

"The Seed of Resurrection? I do know about seeds; in terms of efficacy, they are indeed quite powerful, making it not difficult to grant immortality. I wonder if this is what they're referring to."

But that thing isn't on Earth. Maybe it's just meant to incite the underground world to wage war against the human realm. Don't worry about it.

"That thing isn't so easy to get. Even the emperors want it, how could it possibly be the turn of those lowly minions in the underground world?" Richard said, then began to sneer.

These emperors are really cunning; they even spread the word about the seeds. If those things were so easy to find, these emperors would have already snatched them.

Seeds are intelligent; ever since they were accidentally stolen by that old man Yang Shen in ancient times, they have been hiding them very well.

"So precious?" Fang Ping was taken aback. The top experts in the underground caves were fighting over this thing, but the masters of these blessed lands who came out later basically didn't care about it. He thought it wasn't anything special.

"Of course, if you can really get your hands on it, you're guaranteed to become an emperor, or even higher," Richard said.

"Senior, what was Fang Ping's identity in his previous life? Was he the Heavenly Emperor?" Li Hansong interrupted to ask.

"Cough cough cough—" Fang Ping coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment.

This stubborn guy, why does he still remember the things I told him before?

Behind him, Li Changsheng and a group of teachers and students looked at Fang Ping with a half-smile. They still remembered what Fang Ping had said to fool Wang Jinyang, Li Hansong, and Yao Chengjun before.

Unfortunately, Wang Jinyang and Yao Chengjun didn't believe it at all, only Li Hansong, that simpleton, did.

Now they've even asked it out in public.

Richard naturally knew about this as well. Even the Spirit Emperor, who had a blood feud with the Heavenly Emperor, couldn't help but look at Fang Ping. Lin Feng had sent her the plot, so she naturally knew about it too.

"Who is the Heavenly Emperor?"

"Your world has had two powerful figures who called themselves Heavenly Emperors. Which one are you referring to?" Richard asked with a smile.

"Oh? There are actually two Heavenly Emperors? Could you tell me about them, senior?" Li Hansong then asked.

"Well done, Iron Head. I'd like to know too," Fang Ping thought to himself.

"Okay, let's talk about it then. I'm quite familiar with the one who's been here longer."

"Tengu: A playmate of the Azure Cat. After falling into the Heavenly Court, he cultivated to the Seventh Heavenly King realm and called himself the Heavenly Emperor." Before Richard could finish speaking, many people behind Fang Ping couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, Fang Ping, you were a dog in your past life, huh? This is hilarious!" Li Changsheng couldn't help but burst into laughter, showing no respect whatsoever to Fang Ping, the newly appointed Minister of the Heavenly Department and the de facto leader of the human race.

With Li Changsheng taking the lead, the others couldn't bear it any longer and burst into laughter.

"Stop laughing. If you laugh again, I'll throw all your children into the underground cave." Fang Ping said angrily.

"This is definitely not me, senior, please tell me about the other Heavenly Emperor." He urged Richard.

"The other one is someone of great stature. One of the early martial arts leaders in ancient times, the founder of the Origin Path, and a teacher revered by all emperors—"

"Yes, yes, that's me. Sure enough, I was awesome in my past life." Before Richard could finish introducing himself, Fang Ping interrupted.

He was utterly shameless. Even though he knew that most people here knew he was definitely not the Heavenly Emperor, he still shamelessly claimed the identity.

"He is also the greatest mastermind and schemer of all time, preparing to abandon the original path and destroy the world to start anew." Richard's voice rang out leisurely.

"Um, senior, could you please stop pausing when you speak? Can you just finish your sentence at once?" Fang Ping looked at Richard with a resentful expression.

"So this Heavenly Emperor is the final boss? The kind we need to work together to overthrow?" he then asked.

This Heavenly Emperor sounds like a peerless villain, even more prestigious than emperors.

However, having already heard too many shocking revelations, this group's psychological threshold had been raised considerably, and they were not shocked even by the news about the Heavenly Emperor.

"That's how it should have been, but the Heavenly Emperor is gone now, he just passed away a few days ago. He died at the hands of the Spirit Emperor," Richard added.

Fang Ping looked at the Spirit Emperor with admiration. "A werewolf indeed! He actually took down the mastermind behind everything!"

The Spirit Emperor was too lazy to explain. The Heavenly Emperor she had killed had long been sealed away by Richard and was completely powerless to resist.

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