Chapter 1198: Chapter 1196: Bamboo Insect of the Night Holy City (Part 4)
"Teacher, I’ve brought the person."
Compared to the first time, Henry’s overly alert reaction clearly caused substantial psychological pressure on Yuan Shan.
Yet, having come all this way, she still stiffened her scalp and continued to step forward to greet.
...
And then, the next moment, her scalp stiffened even more.
After the greeting, the teacher unexpectedly remained silent, staring intently at the person she brought.
The profound depth in his gaze felt as though he could lash out at any moment.
Not expecting the atmosphere to be this tense upon their meeting, Yuan Shan quietly took a breath and glanced worriedly at Fu Qian beside her.
"Pleased to meet you."
However, under such oppressive force, this whimsically-dressed, unserious demigod didn’t show the slightest bit of nervousness and smiled while nodding at the teacher.
This calm demeanor was rather infectious, momentarily easing Yuan Shan’s mind, and she naturally recalled a certain image.
Even though he was not a demigod, this fellow had boldly come forward, admitting in her presence his violation of the sanctuary, completely unworried about being swatted to death.
Thinking about it, the situation now and then was surprisingly similar in a certain sense.
"Teacher?"
Of course, such musings would not delay her actions.
The next moment, Yuan Shan edged closer and whispered a reminder to her teacher.
"Mr. Fang... Pleased to meet you."
Old Master Henry seemed to finally react and slowly began to speak a greeting.
However, as he spoke, he continued his scrutinizing gaze at Fu Qian, even slightly squinting his eyes, making his gaze sharper.
Besides, the ominous shadows that had been spreading since earlier were clearly extending further out.
The next moment, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the devout followers beneath the Holy Emblem one by one silently stand up, finishing their prayers, and leaving the church.
In a short time, the magnificent hall was emptied.
Old Master Henry Campbell did not take the two to a quiet room in the back for an in-depth conversation like last time; instead, he directly sent the followers away, creating a more spacious place for discussion.
"I’ve heard quite a lot from Yuan Shan, and it’s clear you’ve been a considerable help to her."
Upon completing these preparations, Henry’s demeanor turned instantly congenial, even revealing a kind of elder’s tenderness.
Of course, as the person concerned, Fu Qian would not be fooled by such superficiality.
The pervasive sense of spiritual contamination around them was so dense it even surpassed that of their last encounter.
Dismissing the innocent crowd and choosing a more spacious venue, it seemed he was quite ready for action and lacked the patience for a casual chat compared to last time.
Don’t you see, he didn’t even thank me for what I did for Logan?
"It was no trouble at all, so how is Old Master Logan now?"
The next moment, Fu Qian blinked.
No worries, if there’s no gratitude, I’ll just give a little reminder.
"Logan is now... recovering quite well."
Fu Qian’s proactive bid for recognition was a bit odd, yet after brief hesitation, Henry answered truthfully and took the opportunity to express his gratitude.
"Speaking of which, I should thank you."
"Oh, and for what exactly?"
Unexpectedly, faced with this common polite expression, Fu Qian continued to ask naturally.
...
"Thank you for giving him a lesson; otherwise, that fellow’s brain would have degraded away."
The bizarre conversation in the church was like a slippery eel, easily going off track.
Luckily, Old Master Henry was after all no mere mortal, and he managed to keep up with the dialogue.
Excellent!
Worthy of a man of faith, even in these circumstances, the old master remained sincere and true.
Fu Qian was quite satisfied with this answer.
For him, this trip was not only about meeting with Old Master Logan, but more importantly, it was about meeting with the Prism of Radiant Transformation.
If that higher being intended to intervene in the promotion within this special timeline, then there was no more suitable pathway than through Henry.
And as usual, Old Master Logan was straightforward, which certainly maximized the reduction of observational interference, comforting indeed.
"So has Lord Logan’s condition fully stabilized?"
It was then Yuan Shan who, being overwhelmed by the exchange between the two men, couldn’t help but interject.
"At least his consciousness has recovered quite well."
Only at this moment did her mentor finally glance at her, nodding slightly.
"That’s great..."
Although the atmosphere was eerie, Yuan Shan still subconsciously expressed her joy at the news, trying to lighten the mood simultaneously.
"So... how did you come to know the term Prism of Radiant Transformation?"
Unfortunately, Old Master Henry did not seem to want to wait for the right atmosphere, and asked directly the next moment.
...
Yuan Shan’s heart raced unexpectedly with the swift change in topic, anxiously looking at Fu Qian.
And even at his waist.
Although her teacher might have the advantage in ranking, at such close proximity, the combination of a Rattle Bell and a pistol posed a considerable threat.
Given the situation, with her teacher evidently being harsher than anticipated, if this guy said one wrong thing, it wouldn’t be at all surprising for a fight to start, the thought of which was frankly terrifying.
She wanted to do everything possible to avoid that situation, hoping this guy would be more tactful.
"Simple. I’ve had some dealings with It," responded Fu Qian, nodding with utmost naturalness under the anxious gaze of Chief Yuan.
I...
Yuan Shan’s mind briefly flashed with curses, but it quickly turned into a shiver.
From this angle, the originally simple triangle on the golden-red Holy Emblem seemed to stretch into an arc, faintly shaping like entwined human figures.
This wasn’t a test—her teacher was actually making a full-blown attack!
How could the situation escalate this rapidly!
Facing the sudden surge of impurities and distortions, Yuan Shan didn’t try to flee; instead, black bands exploded in a flash, wrapping around her body in layers until every part was tightly sealed.
Yet she seemed unsatisfied; the bands continued to wrap around her frenetically until her senses began to be affected, and the two people close at hand started to blur, only then did she feel a slight sense of security.
At this very moment, with all her might, Yuan Shan was aware that Fu Qian, sitting beside her, was looking down at his own hand.
While the details were hazy, she guessed what he was looking at.
The darkness that light could not illuminate wasn’t just about suppressing movement.
...
The feeling was indeed unique!
At this moment, as Fu Qian surveyed his lowered head, his heart was full of amazement.
He was looking at his left hand.
This body part, which had been through many ordeals, was now undergoing a mystical change.
All five fingers were becoming the same length and thickness.
Even the thumb grew an extra joint to match its siblings.
But that was not the crucial part.
As a mission person who had seen all manners of distortions of mind and even flesh, mere changes to fingers were nothing new.
The key, however, was that watching this change, he felt no sense of incongruity.
Deep inside, it seemed as if his fingers were meant to be this length.
Such logical changes were currently happening all over his body.