Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2297 The Second Recipient

I crave a wisp of mad fire to burn away my own will.
Such a demand would probably have been rare even in the era of tyrants, right?

Faced with Neferi's request, Fu Qian couldn't help but admire her at that moment.

Even those displaced people in the prison were essentially seeking refuge out of desperation, which is a completely different matter.

As a result, this nobleman, who went to great lengths to test and even exchanged secrets, ultimately only sought torment from the tyrant.

The contrast is really quite large.

Of course, as mentioned earlier, if you think about it more deeply, you will find that the logic behind it is somewhat sound.

The adventurer went to great lengths to confirm that it was indeed he who had shifted the blame for the madness onto the original council, and that it wasn't to seek retribution.

So confirming that you can produce this flame is also a significant point.

At the same time, the content of this requirement subtly gave the earlier description of the apocalypse's ashes a unique feel.

In theory, Neferi's psychological symptoms are quite easy to diagnose, given the precedent set by the even more abstract and exaggerated Jade Soul Master.

Because of the exploration of miracles, I saw things I shouldn't have seen, which made me doubt the very existence of the world.

The difference may lie in the fact that Master Yuhun categorizes everything as his own delusions.

Neferi's version of events leans more towards the idea that after the apocalypse, a group of lost souls entered a specially woven dream world, pretending that the world was still continuing.

Even the warehouses that seemed to be struggling to stay afloat had actually already failed.

In summary, similar symptoms, but different degrees.

However, the famous quote, "The nights and nightmares are too long," which was also uttered by the Iridescent Rainbow, seems to be gaining even more value at this moment.

Where did Nepheli find this information? What is the explanation?

It even reminds one of what Hongyue once said—don't be obsessed with lies.

What exactly is a lie? Is it the whole world?
From this perspective, it seems to fit inexplicably.

Of course, we now know to some extent why Neferi gave up her position as head of the Good Curse Academy.

Having glimpsed the true nature of the world and realized the meaninglessness of certain things, they turned to seek answers—or a certain goal.

"You have one chance to change your wish."

There was no refusal; Fu Qian smiled and looked back, as if confirming the other party's determination.

"Thank you, but no need. Also, don't worry about any potential problems arising from me receiving that blessing."

As expected, Neferi did not answer immediately, but instead fell into a half-second of emotion that resembled a sigh.

And when he spoke again, his voice was calm and firm.

"I have a special way to slow down my descent into madness."

……

Not bad.

The most steadfast stance is not the impulsive, quick-fire response to a question, but rather a commitment made after careful consideration of the consequences.

Neferi not only wanted to receive the gift, but was also prepared to savor the painful process slowly.

It's truly intriguing to wonder what this former abbot of the Shanzhou Academy is planning to do with this burning flame.

"Please be patient."

While sighing, Fu Qian did not satisfy his aroused curiosity any further, but instead, like before, extended one finger.

Golden flames then surged forth from it, quickly becoming so dazzling that Neferi's eyes seemed to be tinged with color as she gazed upon it.

"you……"

Although it was the desired result, the ease with which this operation was executed clearly surprised Neferito.

However, she ultimately restrained her curiosity and did not ask what the relationship was between Fu Qian and the King of Abandoned Prison.

The next moment, he lowered his eyes and looked down until Fu Qian's fingers touched his forehead.

boom!
Golden flames surged up instantly, igniting that small spot and then the entire face. Come to think of it, this seems to be the second time this blessing has descended recently?
Although the posture was slightly different, at that moment Fu Qian still couldn't help but recall the scene of a demigod named Serana receiving a blessing.

It's a pity that the person in front of us, who is even of a higher rank, cannot broadcast this live to the greedy worms.

……

"grateful……"

It's clear that the feeling of receiving such a blessing is not pleasant.

So much so that Lady Neferi immediately determined that it was genuine and then thanked her sincerely.

At the same time, the special method she mentioned was also demonstrated at this moment.

Even though Fu Qian had already withdrawn his hand, the raging golden flames showed no signs of extinguishing and had spread throughout his entire body in the blink of an eye.

It gives the impression that she has transformed herself into a torch, preserving this withering yet eternally vibrant life.

Of course, the fire was still quite intense.

When Neferi thanked them, her entire face was torn and distorted from the act of enunciation.

The entire site seemed to be burning.

"It's just a projection."

Neferi specifically addressed this, indicating that there was no need to worry.

"Understood, I look forward to your results."

Fu Qian nodded, appearing calm.

Madness is particularly effective against mental creations, and Neferi had stated from the beginning that she did not actually descend here.

Now that the objective has been achieved, there is clearly no need to expend extra effort to maintain this projection.

Although a countdown has officially begun, I believe her true appearance won't be as exaggerated as it seems.

And his "expectations" were not just empty talk.

The fact that such a character is willing to do something with such a desperate attitude makes one very curious.

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

The next moment, a patterned dome fell to Fu Qian's feet, and the long sword painted on it seemed to be shattering everything in the same way.

The light dimmed again, and all people and objects disappeared; the familiar night had returned.

"Good, there's still enough time..."

She had already escaped from the scene just now, but the Eyes of the Consort Xing had not disappeared; in fact, they were still somewhat warm.

Before paying, I interpreted it as the other party preserving a channel for "sharing the gains," and I was very satisfied for a time.

After confirming the time, he was even more satisfied and continued on his way back to school.

……

Great, everyone's very motivated.

A minor hiccup during the trip brought some unexpected rewards without affecting the itinerary.

After randomly assigning a seat to a lucky person to spare them the hardship of a night's journey, there were no further setbacks along the way.

As the bright morning light arrived, Fu Qian was already standing in front of his laboratory.

He quickly confirmed that neither Liu Shuang nor Wen Li were sleeping in; they had both gotten up early to study.

Feeling the vibrant energy of the youth, Fu Qian comfortably sat down in his seat.

Oh? After you used up the first one, you even replenished it?

I have a heart.

Then he easily spotted a golden candlestick not far away and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.