Although Heaven could not fill the role of the universal consciousness, it could still oversee some area in the universe.
Depending on its power, Zhou Fan would adjust the size of that area when the time comes. Of course, he was still a long way away from creating a universal consciousness.
Zhou Fan had already developed a good idea. Once his mortal dao evolved, he would be similar in level to the cosmic dao, although he wasn't sure that is what he would call it.
At that point, mortal dao's would be able to exist within his dao's domain. Since heaven was at the 1st level of the inner world realm, he had a mortal dao, although it was sorely undeveloped.
Heaven would be able to create a domain of his mortal dao. It could be called the heaven domain or the heavenly dao or something similar.
That would be where heaven ruled. It would likely take up multiple galaxy clusters if everything went right.
Still, there would be much more room outside the heavens mortal dao than inside. That would be where Zhou Fans evolved mortal dao would be.
He would create the impartial and emotionless consciousness there, which would rule over the universe.
It was a very simple plan, similar to what he had done with heaven but on a bigger scale.
The area within heaven's mortal dao would be more lawful, but protected. Outside heavens mortal dao would be essentially lawless, allowing anyone to do anything, with more freedom and the ability to release a mortal dao.
There would be both benefits for being inside heavens mortal dao and being outside.
Zhou Fan gradually formed a plan in his mind of what the future of the universe would look like.
As he was deep in thought, he was awoken by a pat on the shoulder.
Opening his eyes, Zhou Fan saw a young man with blond hair looking at him worriedly.
"Are you ok sir? You've been standing still for a while." The young man asked.
Zhou Fan could practically see the goodness in his eyes flowing out.
"I am fine." Zhou Fan spoke with his old man voice. "It's just been hard on the path and I've become tired."
As Zhou Fan finished, he could see the young man look deep in thought and seem to be hesitating.
"Well…" He said after a while. "If you wouldn't mind, I can take you the rest of the way. If I go fast, we will reach the nearest city in 5 hours."
"Would you really do that?" Zhou Fan, the old man asked.
"Yes yes. Don't worry. Hop on the cart." The young man said as he helped Zhou Fan walk.
Before long, Zhou Fan was riding on top of his small cart as the young man strugglingly ran on the path. He was clearly in a hurry.
As Zhou Fan rode, he remembered one of the reasons why he had come to the heaven world.
"Young man. Your kindness is truly unmatched." He spoke in his old man voice.
"Don't sweat it." The young man responded. "I just try to help out whenever I can."
"Haha. You are a good young lad. Would you answer this old man's question?" Zhou Fan asked.
"Sure!" The young man said with a smile as he struggled to pull the cart.
"If you had the option, would you rather live a peaceful life of no worries as a mortal, or get the opportunity to become the strongest cultivator, although there would be a high risk to your life?" Zhou Fan asked.
The young man didn't answer for a moment, likely deeply thinking about the question.
"It would be a hard choice, but I think that I would choose to become the strongest cultivator." The young man responded.
"Could I ask why?" Zhou Fan asked.
"So that I can help more people." The young man stated simply.
Zhou Fan nodded at his answer. The young man seemed to have great resolve.
Sadly, the young man was still a mortal. His meridians were trash rank. If he spent all his life cultivating and chanced upon some great opportunities, he may become a foundation establishment cultivator at the end of his lifespan.
Clearly, the young man hadn't decided to do such a thing.
When Zhou Fan saw that the young man at least had some meridians, he sighed in relief. He was not very confident in creating meridians yet. Even if he could, they would not be very good.
Even just upgrading the rank would normally be difficult, but things had changed since the past.
The current cultivation used by the everyone was Zhou Fan's invention. He had full control over it.
Although meridians were something naturally created in humanoid life forms, Zhou Fan could easily change them with the help of the river of cultivation.
Zhou Fan pointed two fingers at the young man's head, and a golden beam of light hit the young man's head.
Instantly, the young man passed out. He fell face first on the ground and the cart came to a stop.
Zhou Fan hopped off of it and teleported himself and the cart elsewhere.
As the young man woke up, he felt changes within himself.
Zhou Fan had given him god rank meridians. Naturally, that would not be enough to let him reach the level of Tian Ren, so Zhou Fan gave him a little something else.
Although only Zhou Fan could see it, a golden aura was surrounding the young man. The light was given off by providence. Zhou Fan had become able to emulate the effects of providence.
He had specially made this one so that when the young man died, the providence would forever disappear.
While the providence was on him, his meridians would slowly be upgraded. After ten thousand years, he would have immortal rank meridians.
Those, along with providence, would allow the young man to at the very least become the strongest below Tian Ren in the world.
Zhou Fan had teleported to another area of the heaven world. It was essentially on the other side of the world from where he met the young man.
Zhou Fan planned to give at least one more person an opportunity before leaving the planet and either going back to the fiendcelestial world or, if he had time, go to another planet and repeat the process of giving out opportunities.
On this side of the planet, he spent a while in the same disguise as before. Surprisingly, he had not met another person worthy of an opportunity.
There were only three days until Pangu stopped cultivating, and Zhou Fan was about to call it quits and go back to the fiendcelestial world.
Suddenly, something happening off the path he was traveling down caught his attention.
On the side of the road, a group of bandits held two people. Both of them were slowly being tortured.
The two being tortured were a man and a woman. Based on the young looking man not far from them, they were likely parents.
The bandits were slowly cutting the two parents up. There were already a hundred shallow cuts on them, but they were still alive.
Zhou Fan recalled hearing something about a group of bandits that enjoyed torturing people on his journey.
They were unofficially called the horror bandits.
As they cut the two people up, they seemed to be enjoying the look on the young man's face.
Zhou Fan continued walking while looking, but he could not see the young man's facial expressions as he was facing the other direction.
As Zhou Fan walked further down the path, he saw the look on the young man's face. He was clenching his teeth so hard that they actually had cracks on them. His hand was clenched so hard that his nails were almost reaching his bones. If looks could kill, the entire world may have already died.
Zhou Fan had never seen such a rageful expression on the face of anyone. Much less on the face of a mortal.
If given the opportunity, it looked like the young man would rip his own skin off and suffocate the bandits to death with it.
Unfortunately, the bandits were all cultivators. There was nothing he could do but watch.
Zhou Fan disappeared on the path.
Just as the young man's teeth were about to completely shatter from his clenching, a voice was heard in his head.
"Do you want power?" The voice asked. The voice sounded like a dehydrated old man was speaking.
The young man would have normally looked around confused, but he was in such intense rage that he directly skipped that part.
He did not even answer the voice, but the voice seemed to understand his silence as a yes.
"What would you be willing to do for power?" The voice asked.
Once again, the young man did not respond, but his eyes seemed to speak for him.
'ANYTHING!'
"Even if I ask you to kill your parents?"
'ANYTHING!' His eyes responded again.
"What if I told you to destroy the world?"
"ANYTHING!" He screamed out loud.
"Even if I tell you to kill yourself?"
"ANYTHING!"
"Then kill yourself." The voice said.
The young man, without even thinking, grabbed a nearby stick and stabbed it in his eye. He dug with all his might, trying to reach his brain.
At that point, a normal person, even consumed by unimaginable rage, would snap out of it.
This young man, however, was special. No matter the pain, he continued to dig. Just as he was about to reach his brain, the stick disappeared.
"Good!" The voice said.
Suddenly, the young man's face healed, but it was not the same as before.
In place of his old eye, a dark red eye, surrounded by black where the whites of his eyes once were, appeared. From that eye, red cracks on the skin appeared, covering his entire face.
His face looked as if it was glass hit by a metal ball, cracked everywhere.
Suddenly, the eye moved, and a wave of red flames appeared in front of the young man, devouring everything. The forest, the bandits, his parents, the wild animals. Everything.
As the young man was about to pass out, the voice was heard once again.
"You are hereby the first demon king of the Heavenborn race. What is your goal?" The voice asked.
The young mans mind moved at the speed of light. 'To kill. To destroy.' He responded with a hazy mind.
"To kill what? To destroy what?" The voice asked.
'To kill all living things. To destroy HEAVEN! The creator of all suffering!' He screamed in his mind.
"In that case, lay low, grow strong, and defeat Tian Ren. Heaven cannot personally act. In honor of your conviction, I hereby give you a second title. The First Heaven Defying Cultivator." The voice said.
Those words were the last thing the young man heard before passing out.
As he passed out, Zhou Fan, in his original form, appeared next to him.
'I didn't expect to find someone like him.' He thought to himself.
'Sorry heaven. Sorry Tian Ren. I found you both a worthy opponent.' He chuckled to himself.
He then changed the young man's meridians, instantly to immortal rank. He refrained from giving him providence since he was going against heaven.
Heaven was known as the creator to all of the people in the heaven galaxy. If that was so, then they would also likely believe that Heaven controlled luck.
Giving the young man luck would only go against his purpose.
"I suppose I can call it a day." Zhou Fan said to himself as he teleported to the fiendcelestial world.
A while after he appeared, the young man woke up.
For the first time since the bandits came, he had a clear mind.
"I am no longer Lu Tyan. He died with his parents. From now on, I am Yao Mun. The first Heaven defying cultivator, the first heavenborn demon king!" He spoke with conviction.
In Zhou Fan's opinion, his determination to succeed would likely result in him surpassing the other young man and possibly even Tian Ren.
While they would spend time helping others or managing things, the demonic young man would spend every second of his time getting stronger.
For the first time, a true threat appeared in Heaven's galaxy.
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