Chapter 252: Worlds - 252
After reading the mayor's mind, Zhou Fan was met with a surprise. He had no idea that there was a huge cave or a dragon below his city.
Zhou Fan had felt that there was a 99% chance the mayor would know about it considering that the cave was so huge that it was the size of half of the city.
But he had no clue.
Zhou Fan could only look at the cave again and think about the possibilities. The cave was completely enclosed, leaving no room for the dragon to escape, so it must have formed the cave itself.
Such an event would easily cause a huge earthquake that could ravage the entire city.
Therefore, it was likely that the dragon had been living in the cave before the city was even created.
If that was the case, then the dragon should have been immensely powerful. Zhou Fan had learned in the library that the city was 5,000 years old, outdating even a few of the kingdoms in the demon world.
The city had gone through multiple mayors and multiple battles, but the dragon had remained under it the entire time.
5,000 years without moving an inch. Not every existence could do that.
Although Zhou Fan was interested in the dragon, he decided to leave it be without looking into it any further. The dragon was clearly reclusive and Zhou Fan had no reason to bother it.
Zhou Fan flew above the demon world and circled it a few times, taking into account most of what he saw. In the end, he left after only three days.
He had severely overestimated how interesting the demons were.
Next, he made his way to the barbarian world. Even from afar, it was clear that the planet was nothing more than a giant wasteland with few plants, rivers, and oceans.
It was a miracle that the barbarian race could even survive. Luckily, they had evolved to need little food, and they did not need that food to be healthy.
There were a surprisingly large amount of animals in the barbarian world, giving them all the meat they needed.
Even with the cultivation reset, food was easily taken care of.
Of course, once the barbarians reached the core formation realm, the worry of food was completely irrelevant.
Even at the foundation establishment realm food could be mostly ignored. It was nothing more than a delicacy for those who liked to eat.
Unlike most other races which did not follow a certain style of cultivation, the barbarians focused on their bodies.
Earth and metal affinities were the most common and the most useful to barbarians.
Fire gave explosive strength and movement, giving barbarians good fighting ability, and water allowed the barbarians to move flexibly.
They were quite a unique civilization. They focused little on combat style and put everything into a few punches. If the battle did not end there, it was usually called a draw.
There was not much politics in the barbarian world. Although, in a way, strength ruled in all worlds, it was even more so for the barbarians.
Even the son of an emperor would be treated as a commoner unless proved to have great strength. Talent was essentially disregarded when considering someone's position.
Even if the holder of the barbarians' providence were to show talent that could allow them to exceed someone else's strength in a few days, they would still be treated worse than that person, until their strength was higher.
Zhou Fan considered the barbarians to be the most straightforward and honorable race. He even liked them a bit.
Lying was extremely uncommon and tricks were not only frowned upon, but illegal in some areas.
If Zhou fan felt like it, he could start as a nobody and show more strength, eventually becoming an emperor, not out of fear, but out of respect and merit, in just a few days.
He would not show off godly power, nor a high level background, but the barbarians would wholeheartedly accept him as their leader despite not knowing him a week ago.
Such was the allure of a true strength based society.
Sadly, there were always bad things to match the good. In return for a great mindset and good body talent, the barbarians were extremely stupid. While a genius would emerge every now and then, he would eventually become dumb as he was influenced by those around him.
The odds of a barbarian focusing on arrays or formations was one in a million.
Luckily, a space shattering realm barbarian would still be able to use the teleportation array.
All the array required was the Qi of such a cultivator and it would automatically activate. Otherwise, the barbarians may never leave their home planet.
After going around the planet a few times, Zhou Fan left it as well, heading to the final planet containing the most unique race among the five.
The spirit race.
As he came towards it from afar, he saw the foggy planet. It seemed like a giant, ethereal cloud covered the entire world.
This was the spirit race world.
Zhou Fan descended on the world and landed on a foggy hill. The ground was half real and half illusory. The laws of physics seemed to barely apply to such a place. Occasionally, he saw spirits roaming around the place. They seemed to have essentially zero intelligence.
Spirits were actually more similar to beasts than humanoid creatures. They were born with little intelligence and gained power by unconsciously absorbing the Qi in the surroundings, or by devouring other spirits.
Once they reached the foundation establishment realm, they gained a bit of intelligence. It wasn't much, putting them on the same level as a 5 year old human.
At the core formation realm, they would have intelligence similar to that of a 10 year old child.
At the nascent soul realm, they would truly develop their intelligence, having above average intelligence for an adult human. From there, it shot upward, although not quite at the level of a normal cultivator.
Chapter 253: Failure - 253
Instead of creating cities or kingdoms, Spirits had a much more primal way of grouping together.
To form a group, a spirit would have to be at least at the nascent soul realm. Since there was no such being in the spirit world due to the cultivation reset, every single spirit was busy wandering around aimlessly.
Once a spirit reached the nascent soul realm, it instinctually had two options. One, it could continue wandering around alone, or two, it could form a group of spirits.
Option one needed no explanation, a spirit would simply continue to become stronger until death or reaching a bottleneck.
Option two, however, was a little complicated. Due to the power of the nascent soul realm spirit, other, weaker spirits would be drawn to its vicinity.
At that point, the spirit would use its innate ability that Zhou Fan called subordination.
On a willing spirit one realm below the strong spirit, subordination would mark them and allow them to be commanded by the strong spirit. This would also allow the spirits to communicate through their minds.
On spirits two realms below or more, the subordination mark could be forced, unless there was already one on it.
This is the only hierarchy present on the spirit world. As for having children, spirits could only be born from the world unless two spirits reached the void traversing realm.
While the subordination mark sounded bad, it was not without benefits. For the spirits one realm below the main spirit, they would gain some Qi from the main spirit every now and then depending on the main spirit's strength and number of willing subordinates.
This Qi was only the natural excess, not causing the main spirit any loss unless they had a lot of willing subordinates and needed to personally offer Qi.
The innate ability of subordination was something that had been personally created by Zhou Fan. If not for it, spirits would very rarely group up unless very intelligent, causing them to develop slower as a whole.
There was not much to look at or pay attention to in the spirit world. Everything was the same everywhere. Spirits did not make buildings, so there was no history to check out.
If not for the fact that Zhou Fan knew the spirits had once had void traversing realm cultivators, he would have thought they were a newly created race.
With his overseeing of the planets done, Zhou Fan still had plenty of time for his break. He decided to simply wander around the worlds and possibly give opportunities to people he came across.
His first destination would be the heaven world. The heavenborn race had spread out, but the heaven world was still the main planet. Even Tian Ren spent most of his time on it.
In just a few seconds, Zhou Fan appeared on a path in the heaven world. He had disguised himself as an old man and pulled a small cart with him on the path.
He had a bamboo hat and long facial hair. Even his clothes seemed to be old and dirty. Not disgustingly dirty, but with a couple dirt stains.
He began his walk on the path, not using his divine sense to instantly tell where he was or where he was heading towards.
As he walked on the path, he came across many people. There were some young people, some middle aged people, and a few old people.
Zhou Fan seemed to always sigh as he walked past them. They were called old people, but he was their senior by millions of years.
It seemed as if everyone was in a world of their own, far away from his.
One day, after around a month of walking, Zhou Fan's path led into a forest. The forest was filled with cherry blossom trees, and the weather was perfect. It was clearly the peak of spring.
As he walked under the shade of one of the cherry blossom trees and a leaf landed on his nose, he sighed again.
He was feeling an unnatural amount of melancholy. Surprisingly, he was more at peace than he had been in a long long time. Even the river could not compare to the beauty of spring.
Suddenly, Zhou Fan stopped walking. It was as if all of his experiences were combing together and he was beginning to finally understand.
Heaven was a failure. He had thought it before, but he knew it now.
All things with emotions age. Even Zhou Fan felt the effect of age, despite not looking a day older in the last millions of years.
"If Heaven has emotions, it too will grow old. The universal consciousness must be emotionless and impartial." He said to himself.
He finally understood. He could present the rules, but he could not overly enforce them. Otherwise, the very aspect of cultivation was pointless.
In Zhou Fan's opinion, the reason to cultivate was power and freedom. The freedom to do whatever you want, whether it be kill, steal, oppress, help, give, or clean.
Power was necessary to protect yourself from the backlash of your actions. If you kill the son of an emperor, you just had to be stronger than the emperor or whoever was behind him and you would not be judged.
If you wanted to heal someone that a demonic overlord wanted to kill, you just had to be stronger than that demonic overlord or whoever was behind him.
In the cultivation world he had observed, there was always someone behind someone. Kill the son, the father would come, kill the father, the grandpa would come, kill the grandpa, the ancestor would come, kill the ancestor, a god would come.
In some instances, even killing a mortal could result in a space shattering realm cultivator being offended down a long chain.
Zhou Fan always found that funny. Luckily, he was the biggest fish in the biggest pond. As for the cosmic dao, it was the pond itself.
Zhou Fan understood that Heaven could not be the universal consciousness. Luckily, he had thought about that long ago. He had ways to make Heaven useful.
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