Could He Really Be a Peerless Genius!

The mental journey Jiang Ning'an experienced throughout this night was a rugged one.

After being arranged by Fang Can to watch popular science videos about transmigrators, she was shocked to see that the world actually possessed universal knowledge like physics.

Especially those weapons; regardless of who mastered the principles behind them, as long as they followed the recipe, they could replicate the same results and manufacture weapons with immense lethality.

This was completely different from the idealistic concepts she held before.

Because even with the same cultivation technique, if given to different people, the final results could be vastly different due to the practitioners' varying thoughts and understandings.

Of course, she was merely intrigued by the replicability of such high-powered destruction in the videos, not because she felt the weapons' destructive power was invincible.

After all, according to her understanding, the Heavenly Crafts Bureau in the capital of the Great Yan Kingdom possessed similar martial arts legacies.

They could allow manufactured items to cause terrifying damage, with power that did not fall short of these technologically created weapons.

As for superpowered individuals?

In her view, they were simply martial artists who had skipped the Mortal Shedding Body realm, and the uncertainty of how each ability manifested was the same as in martial arts.

In terms of specific performance, there was no difference between superpowers and martial arts; at most, the former was just a bit more logical.

In the short span of a single night, Jiang Ning'an had roughly grasped the general content of this world, and she deeply etched the two words "physics" into her heart.

In her view, this knowledge of the current world was still somewhat useful; even if she didn't delve deep into it, being a layman who understood the basics would suffice.

After all, knowing a bit of physics could make her idealistic boasting sound more reasonable.

Regaining her focus, a sound of air churning came from the living room behind her; it was Fang Can, who had been practicing his fist techniques all night.

However, compared to the beginning, the Tiger Fiend Fist he was currently executing looked quite different, giving one a feeling that it was more in harmony with nature.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fang Can's fists turned into afterimages, and every time his body changed direction, it left a crisp, explosive sound in the air. If the entire villa didn't belong to his family, he would have likely been reported for disturbing the peace long ago.

Watching Fang Can's movements, a sense of absurdity welled up in Jiang Ning'an's heart.

Because whether it was force, speed, or intent, Fang Can was clearly stronger than he had been last night.

Could everything he said be true? A sense of self-doubt rose within Jiang Ning'an.

As the new generation's head disciple of the Tribulation Sword Pavilion, she had generated a sense of qi in a few days, shed her mortal body in a year, and taken three steps on the Heaven Ascending Path by the age of twenty.

She had been praised by the sect leader as "a genius rarely seen in the Tribulation Sword Pavilion in a hundred years," "the reincarnation of the first ancestor," "the hope for leading the entire sect toward revitalization," and "the leader of the new generation in the Great Yan martial arts world"...

She! Jiang Ning'an, a genius among geniuses, a newcomer with so many titles that the stage couldn't even hold them all.

Even she wouldn't dare to cheat like this. You're telling me this person in front of me is human?

"Pah!" Gently spitting out the few grains of Arsenic in her mouth, Fang Can frowned with some dissatisfaction.

Flesh Alienation: 4.5%

"Too slow, the progress is really too slow. I practiced all night and only gained this much. At this rate, it will take at least three or four months to reach 100%. It's just too slow."

"As expected, I didn't take enough Arsenic. These few grains aren't enough to eat now. After the body is strengthened, even if I digest it completely, I probably won't even be able to make myself bleed from the seven orifices."

Talking about his remaining stock of a dozen or so, Fang Can calculated how long it would take for his online order to arrive. If his drug intake didn't keep up and he ended up stuck in the Mortal Shedding Body realm for a year, wouldn't that be a total failure?

"Right." Fang Can turned his gaze toward Jiang Ning'an, who was staring at him in a daze. "Senior, let me ask you a question."

Jiang Ning'an snapped back to reality, suppressing the emotions in her heart. "Ask."

"When I was practicing martial arts just now, I felt my heart becoming restless, with a strong urge to vent and release it toward certain places. Have I fallen into a demonic obsession?" Fang Can asked seriously.

After all, he was honestly a beginner in the martial arts world and didn't understand many common practices; he was terrified of practicing incorrectly at a time like this.

Who would have thought that as soon as Fang Can said this, the expression on the face opposite him would immediately turn complex.

"This is the primary stage of Heart Manifestation. As your will permeates your entire body, your spiritual pressure may be expressed through your gaze and limb movements to intimidate enemies."

"At this time, it is best not to suppress yourself, but to let this momentum be released as much as possible."

Fang Can nodded in realization. "Got it. This is the martial arts version of Conqueror's Haki."

Since this wasn't a bad thing, Fang Can stopped worrying about it. Such things should just be allowed to take their natural course.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ning'an's mood was already extremely complex.

Because for most martial artists, Heart Manifestation only appears when they are about to break through; the earlier it appears, the better the person's talent for martial arts.

It had taken her over five months, and she was nearly halfway through the Mortal Shedding Body realm before she saw the signs, yet this guy in front of her...

In short, Jiang Ning'an, who was known in the Tribulation Sword Pavilion for her cold demeanor and only cared about martial arts, felt a sense of defeat for the first time.

Watching the teenager who was still full of energy after practicing all night and was now carrying his school bag to class, Jiang Ning'an didn't use the Role-Playing Method to deceive herself, but instead began to seriously consider a question: "Is this guy really a cheat-code-turned-human who transcends even the most peerless geniuses?"

Ignoring the soul-searching Jiang Ning'an, Fang Can arrived at the classroom with his school bag and, as usual, took out his books to review with his classmates.

But just before the whole class was about to enter a state of study, an air-raid siren blared across the sky of Z City.

"What's going on? Are superpowered individuals fighting again?"

"Aren't these things happening a bit too frequently lately?"

"I don't care! Blood flowing like a river! I want to see blood flowing like a river!"

At this moment, every citizen in Z City began to turn their gaze toward the outdoors.

The sky outside was clear and bright; if not for the piercing sirens, it would be no different from any other day.

But only those behind the scenes knew that Z City had now been completely physically isolated from the outside world.

"We have completely blocked all external signals for Z City and sealed off every intersection; let us begin the implementation of the plan."

Inside the underground base of Z City, the researchers stared at the countless screens before them, all of which displayed surveillance footage from the city's main thoroughfares.

"Next, distribute the Idealist Cultivation Method and let the millions of people in this pilot city practice it. With such a massive group, we should be able to fully understand the characteristics of the Idealist Cultivation Method."

"Isn't this a bit too radical?" one researcher whispered.

An experienced elder glanced at the other and said, "This is nothing yet. Don't forget about the upcoming Carnival Day. When the time comes, the dregs of the entire nation will be dumped into this city to fight; that will be truly radical."

"As for now? This is just an appetizer." A researcher shook his head and said, "If these people can actually cultivate something, they might at least have the strength to protect themselves, but... that's unlikely!"