Chapter 2297 - 2292: The Second Recipient of Grace

Chapter 2297: Chapter 2292: The Second Recipient of Grace

Seek a wisp of the Fire of Madness to burn away one’s will?

This request probably wasn’t common even in the Tyrant’s era, right?

Facing Nepheli’s request, Fu Qian couldn’t help but admire at that moment.

Even the Lost Wanderers in the Abandoned Prison essentially seek refuge out of desperation, a completely different nature.

In the end, such a distinguished figure, after much scheming and probing, was willing to trade secrets for nothing but the Tyrant’s torment?

Such a contrast was indeed significant.

Yet, as mentioned earlier, upon deeper reflection, one might find some logical coherence to it.

Confirming, after much risk, was it truly he who blamed the Native Council for the Fire of Madness, not to settle scores?

Then confirming he could provide this flame does hold meaning.

Meanwhile, the content of this request subtly adds a unique perspective to what was said about Doomsday Ashes earlier.

Theoretically, Nepheli’s psychological symptoms are quite diagnosable, especially when compared to the Jade Soul Master’s exaggerated abstraction—

Because of the pursuit of miracles, she saw things she shouldn’t have, leading to doubts about the world’s existence.

The difference might be that the Jade Soul Master classified everything as his own delusions.

Nepheli’s statement, however, leaned more towards a post-Doomsday scenario where a bunch of lost souls enter a specially woven dream, pretending the world continues.

Including the warehouse that seems to have been struggling to maintain, which has actually failed long ago.

In conclusion, similar symptoms, differing degrees.

Yet the phrase "The night and nightmares are too long," as famously remarked by the Prism of Radiant Transformation, seems increasingly valuable at this moment.

Where did Nepheli learn from? What does it mean?

It couldn’t help but remind of Red Moon’s previous mention—don’t indulge in lies.

What exactly are lies? The entire world?

From this perspective, it strangely fits.

Regardless, now one can somewhat understand why Nepheli gave up the position of Dean at the Benevolence Institute.

Having glimpsed the reality of the world, realizing the meaninglessness of certain things, she turned to seek answers—or a certain goal.

"You have a chance to change your wish."

Not refusing, Fu Qian smiled back, seemingly confirming the other party’s resolve.

"Thank you but there’s no need, nor do you need to worry about any hidden dangers after I endure this gift."

As expected, Nepheli didn’t answer immediately but fell into a half-second emotional reflection similar to contemplation.

And when she spoke again, her voice was calm and firm.

"I have special methods to slow my descent into such madness."

...

Indeed.

The firmest stance isn’t the impulsive and instant response but the determined resolution made after fully considering the consequences.

Nepheli not only wished to endure the gift but had already prepared to slowly savor that painful process.

It’s truly intriguing what exactly this former Dean of the Benevolence Institute is planning to do with this burning gift.

"Please endure."

Amidst the sighs, Fu Qian did not further satisfy the curiosity ignited but continued, as before, by extending a finger.

The golden flame burst forth and quickly became radiant, coloring Nepheli’s eyes.

"You..."

Though expected, the ease with which this was done visibly surprised Nepheli.

But she also refrained from asking about the relationship between Fu Qian and the Abandonment King.

In the next moment, she lowered her eyebrows, closing her eyes, until Fu Qian’s finger came to her forehead.

Boom!

The golden blaze erupted instantly, igniting that point and even her entire face.

Speaking of which, this seems to be the second time a gift was bestowed recently?

Although slightly different in posture, Fu Qian still involuntarily recalled the scene when a certain Demigod named Selana received a gift.

What a pity, as this person has an even higher ranking, unable to be broadcasted to the Greedy Worms.

...

"Thank you..."

It was clear that the feeling of receiving the gift wasn’t pleasant.

Such that Lady Nepheli instantly confirmed its authenticity and truly expressed gratitude.

Meanwhile, the special method she mentioned was also manifested at this moment.

Even though Fu Qian had withdrawn his hand, the rampant golden flames showed no signs of extinguishing, and in an instant, spread across the entire body.

Giving the impression she turned herself into a torch, maintaining this withering without extinction.

Of course, the blaze was a bit fierce.

Nepheli’s expression when you thanked caused her entire face to tear and morph because of the movement of articulation.

Including this area that seemed to be burning as well.

"Just a projection."

Nepheli specifically explained to indicate no worries.

"Understood, looking forward to your results."

Fu Qian nodded, emotionally stable.

The Fire of Madness always had a special effect on the Psychic Series creations, and Nepheli had said from the start she did not come here physically.

The goal now reached, there’s clearly no need to exert additional force to maintain this projection.

Although some countdown had officially begun, she believes her true self wouldn’t be as exaggerated as what’s seen here.

And his "expectation" wasn’t just empty words.

Such a character deciding to face something so resolutely inevitably stirs curiosity.

Unfortunately, the person involved did not respond to this sentence.

In the next moment, a pattern-covered dome fell at Fu Qian’s feet, depicting swords that seemed to shatter everything in this form.

The light subsequently dimmed again, people and objects vanished, leaving familiar night before his eyes.

"Good, still enough time..."

Already extracted from the previous scene, the Princess Xing’s Eyes did not disappear and even retained some warmth.

Fu Qian understood this as retaining a channel for "sharing results," quite satisfied for a while.

And after confirming the time further, satisfied, he resumed his journey back to school.

...

Indeed, everyone’s quite motivated.

A small travel episode brought extra gains and didn’t affect the journey.

And having randomly taken a lucky person’s seat, sparing him the hardship of traveling at night, the journey remained smooth.

As the splendid morning light came, Fu Qian was already standing in front of his lab.

And soon he confirmed that Miss Liushuang and Wen Li weren’t sleeping in but had all risen early to learn.

Feeling the youthful vigor, at that moment, Fu Qian comfortably sat at his desk.

Oh? Seriously resupplied after previous consumption, even supplemented another?

Quite thoughtful.

And soon, he easily noticed a not-too-distant Golden Candlestick, unable to resist praising it.

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