Nine Layers of the Mysterious Pass

A massive crowd of people stood densely packed in front of Fang Can's villa.

Nearly one-tenth of the population of Z City had gathered here, stretching out so far that the end was nowhere in sight.

Because of Fang Can, these people remained remarkably quiet, all clustering seven or eight meters away, not daring to approach or disturb him.

Fang Can pulled his keys from his pocket, skillfully unlocked the door, ignored the crowd behind him, walked into the house, and then firmly shut the door.

The moment the door closed, a resentful female voice rang out beside Fang Can's ear.

"What on earth are you trying to do? How could you lead so many people here!"

Looking at Fang Can's indifferent face, Jiang Ning'an felt like clutching her head and letting out a sharp, piercing shriek.

She had sensed the sound of those tens of thousands of people moving from hundreds of meters away.

Especially after realizing these people were heading in this direction, it had further agitated her already anxious state of mind, worn thin by the harsh environment.

If she hadn't judged from the sound that most of these people were ordinary civilians—and that even if they wanted to kill her, they wouldn't be so stupid—she would have nearly had a stress-induced breakdown.

Looking at the innocent-faced teenager before her, Jiang Ning'an was so angry she wanted to give him a beating.

"These people followed me on their own," Fang Can said casually. "Don't worry, Senior, those people won't dare to come in. As long as you don't step out of this door, no one will know you're here."

After saying this, Fang Can hung his schoolbag on the rack as if nothing had happened and began his workout with a relaxed expression.

Watching the incredibly thick-skinned teenager, Jiang Ning'an felt her teeth itch with frustration, but now that she was blocked in by a crowd, she couldn't leave even if she wanted to, so she could only let out a helpless cold snort and return to the inner room on the second floor to meditate in silence.

But before she left, her footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and she turned back to look at Fang Can in disbelief: "Your Heart Manifestation has already begun to take shape!"

"You mean that aura?" Fang Can recalled:

"I felt a bit uncomfortable holding it in at school, so I just tried it out and unleashed it on the whole class."

"Heh... hehe, you just 'tried it out'." Jiang Ning'an's cold, elegant face stiffened; she was beyond speechless at this guy's talent.

Outside the house, seeing that the superpower user had gone inside and hadn't come back out, the crowd began to grow restless after waiting for ten minutes, as if they had lost their backbone.

"What do we do now? What are we supposed to do?"

"I don't know. The superpower user didn't give us any orders, and even the gathering was spontaneous."

"We can't just leave, can we? It's too dangerous to split up in the city."

The crowd outside erupted into a minor commotion due to the silence. Someone couldn't help but want to knock on the door to ask Fang Can, but they were stopped by the Royalist Faction before they could get close.

"A superpower user naturally has his reasons for doing things; you just need to wait. Besides, Lord Fang Can has a lot on his mind." The students from Fang Can's class glared at these ordinary people who wanted to overstep their bounds.

As people who had been in the same class as Fang Can for three years, they believed in the principle of "being close to the water gets the moon first," so they had consciously begun to protect Fang Can's interests.

Looking at the house being guarded, these people had no choice but to sit on the ground one by one, waiting for the latest instructions Fang Can might give.

Not long after, two middle-aged men hurried through the crowd to the scene, panting as they shouted: "Who is the superpower user? Where is the superpower user?"

"The Principal? The Mayor?"

Seeing the two men approach, the surrounding people let out surprised gasps, feeling a bit shocked in their hearts:

"Hey! So you two haven't managed to slip out of the city yet either."

Facing the surprised gazes of the students, the two men looked rather grim.

Because this incident had happened so suddenly, not only had they received no prior notice, but the superpower users who had previously been wined and dined by the city were all unreachable.

When they heard there was still a remaining superpower user here, they had rushed over without a moment's delay.

Unable to bear the stares of the crowd, they had to repeat their question.

A student pointed a finger proudly and said: "Lord Fang Can is resting inside; it's best if no one disturbs him."

Even when facing the mayor of Z City, these students did not budge an inch, and the mayor nodded in cooperation:

"Understood, understood. But did the superpower user leave any words for us?"

"This..." A few students hesitated, but in the end, the history teacher relayed the last thing Fang Can said before returning home.

"He allows us to use his reputation to get things done?" The two shrewd men exchanged a glance, their hearts already surging with waves. There was such a good thing?

"I understand. Since Lord Fang Can has said so, it is clear he wants us to consciously maintain order throughout the city. We must not let down Lord Fang Can's painstaking efforts." The mayor's eyes were firm as he was the first to drop this statement.

"Yes, yes, these are extraordinary times. Since Lord Fang Can has authorized it, we must fulfill our duties." The principal added.

Perhaps they weren't skilled at combat, but having reached such positions, they understood management. If they didn't know how to do something, they would let their subordinates handle it and delegate the responsibilities.

Now that Fang Can had expressed his stance, they immediately understood what needed to be done at this moment.

Self-taught, they immediately put on stern expressions and began to give speeches to the sitting crowd, all in Fang Can's name.

Although the law had lost its effect, having a superpower user as an endorsement naturally carried credibility. Soon, some former police officers and veterans in the crowd were organized, and order began to recover from its initial collapse.

From beginning to end, inside the villa, Fang Can never even stepped out the door. Relying solely on the prestige of being a superpower user, everything naturally settled down.

Perhaps to a certain extent, the order of human society is also idealistic; as long as people believe, it naturally possesses public credibility.

Ignoring everything outside the door, Fang Can continued to exercise his body in an orderly fashion inside the room, only this time, he did not spit out the Arsenic, but instead let his abdomen digest it.

As his body strengthened, Arsenic could no longer cause serious damage to his physique, meaning that if he didn't consume the drug, he would have to endure a decrease in his cultivation speed.

Just like that, a night passed, and under the numb gaze of Jiang Ning'an, Fang Can's aura rose by another notch compared to yesterday.

Observing Fang Can's state, Jiang Ning'an speculated, "At your current speed, it is estimated that in seven or eight days at most, you will be able to cross the First Mysterious Barrier."

"The First Mysterious Barrier? What is that?" Fang Can asked.

Believing that the youth before her was truly a martial arts prodigy, Jiang Ning'an said, "The Mortal Shedding Realm is divided into a total of nine mysterious barriers; each time you advance by one, it means the proportion of new blood in your body has increased by ten percent."

"Until the mortal body is completely shed, it signifies that you have reached the peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm."

Looking at the 5.2% Flesh Alienation rate on his panel, Fang Can nodded in realization.

In other words, for every 10% increase in the alienation rate, he would cross one mysterious barrier, until finally reaching 100%, at which point he would attain the realm of Mortal Shedding Body Peak Great Perfection.