Chapter 183: Chapter 182: Arrow God Smiles Part 1
Yuan Shan was clearly quite surprised to recognize Fu Qian.
“It’s been a long time since we last parted.”
She looked him up and down with great interest.
“I thought you had left Shangjing.”
“With the spiritual energy converging here, it’s an excellent place for cultivation, how could I easily leave it.”
Fu Qian smiled as he looked at the Chief of the Night Watchman.
It was obvious that she had been quite idle lately to have the time to stroll around the streets.
“Does Chief Yuan seem a bit disappointed?”
“Yes, with a law-defying character like you not around, I would definitely have less to worry about! Shangjing had only just become peaceful not too long ago.”
Yuan Shan was remarkably candid in her admission, clearly indicating that Fu Qian was a dangerous element affecting social stability.
But in the next moment, her smile suddenly froze and her composure was gone.
This demigod stared at Fu Qian with wide eyes, her red lips slightly parted, looking a bit startled.
“You… you’ve been promoted?”
After scrutinizing him several times, Yuan Shan spoke with disbelief in her voice.
As expected of a demigod, her perception was indeed sharp!
She had only met Fu Qian a few times and wasn’t very familiar with him.
Not to mention that he was wearing the “Messenger” mask, which itself had the effect of concealing one’s aura, yet she still managed to discover it.
“…less than two months!”
Yuan Shan shook her head unconsciously.
“Although you had some decent techniques before, you obviously hadn’t taken that step yet. I didn’t expect it to happen so soon!”
“You were absent during this time because you were arranging the ritual?”
“You could say that!”
In fact, until now, Fu Qian was still not certain what ritual requirements he had actually fulfilled.
The only thing he could think of was his actions against the demigod Li Weixuan.
In a way, he had forced a demigod back to Middle Tier.
And at the final reckoning, this act had been overlooked, which was somewhat abnormal.
“You had already mastered the ritual for your own promotion!”
Shock was barely hidden in Yuan Shan’s eyes.
“Unlike those spiritual cultivation inheritances, for those of us with innate special abilities, each has different methods to take that step.
The key, besides a few conceptual principles, is almost without any set pattern to follow. Who knows how many have failed at that step or spent their entire lives unable to find the method.
For you to complete the promotion at such a rapid rate, you must have already possessed the correct ritual… The secrets within you seem to grow more and more profound!
Not to mention I don’t know your real age, but you are visibly young, which is truly enviable!”
“You flatter me.”
Fu Qian’s modesty was sincere.
“May I inquire what was the ritual Chief Yuan used to take that step?”
Oh…
Upon hearing Fu Qian’s question, Yuan Shan’s expression was a mix of a smile and not.
“That’s quite a secretive matter!”
“It’s alright, so is mine.”
Fu Qian gestured to himself.
Hmm?
Yuan Shan paused for a moment and then instantly understood, laughing so hard she shook all over.
“You want me to keep a secret for you? Just say so; besides, you can only blame yourself for being careless…”
“How could I have thought that the venerable Chief of the Night Watchman would be shopping here during work hours?”
“That’s the benefit of being the Chief.”
Yuan Shan threw a coquettish glance.
“If it were the Deputy Chief, they’d unavoidably be buried in administrative work.”
“Understood.”
Fu Qian nodded, his expression conveying full comprehension.
“Don’t worry, as long as you behave and don’t cause trouble, you won’t have any problems.
Nobody would provoke a demigod lightly.”
“But as an exchange, remember to contribute to the security of Shangjing when necessary, okay?”
Yuan Shan smiled so happily.
“A demigod lurking in the shadows can definitely be of great help to me.”
It might also add a lot of chaos, so you’d better be prepared mentally.
“No problem, it’s what a passionate citizen should do.”
Fu Qian agreed without hesitation.
“Good boy!”
Yuan Shan praised him, satisfied.
“About your question just now, I can’t tell you because my promotion ceremony referenced internal information, unless you’re willing to join—”
“Understood, thanks for sharing.”
Fu Qian cut her off directly, not having that idea at the moment.
After saying goodbye to a regretful Yuan Shan, Fu Qian wandered around the area for a while, and only when evening was nearing did he take off his mask and return.
This outing was quite peaceful, it seems the obsessiveness of these people is also time-dependent.
A minute hadn’t passed with this thought when a new voice appeared in his mind.
So thoughtlessly bothersome!
Fu Qian muttered to himself and focused his attention on the voice.
The scene unfolded quickly: In a spacious office, Qin Mingze, dressed in a suit, leaned sideways in a chair, looking out the window listlessly, his face looking hollowed out.
“Finally, it’s almost done!”
He could even hear him mumbling to himself.
“I’m so envious of Xiao (Little) Qian, not having to waste his life on these matters.
Auntie doesn’t want to try hard anymore…”
…
Becoming a litigant was your lifelong wish, wasn’t it? Have you betrayed your ideals so quickly?
Seeing Qin Mingze suddenly in sage mode, Fu Qian couldn’t help but tease him.
But it was rare to see Young Master Qin in this state.
The next moment, Fu Qian thought of something and went straight back to his bedroom to dig out an item.
Blasphemy’s Embrace, a special item he got in exchange for abandoning the demigod ceremony, which he hadn’t used yet.
Holding it in his hand, Fu Qian went to the window and watched the gradually setting sun.
There are no instructions for use!
His hand on the nearly transparent bowstring, Fu Qian took a proper archery stance. Through the window, he aimed at the sky in the distance.
As the bowstring was slowly drawn, he noticed rust-colored tentacles appeared on Blasphemy’s Embrace, writhing and squirming densely.
They quickly covered the entire bow, and parts of the tentacles even fused and constricted together, eventually forming a phantom arrow.
As the bow reached full draw, the arrow became increasingly straight.
Fu Qian released his hand, and the Blasphemy arrow whistled forth, passing through the glass without causing any damage.
About three seconds later, the position of the sun suddenly burst into a thick rust color, and waves of shadow spread around it.
The sky, bright just a moment ago, was instantly covered by a rust-colored haze, and the sun was now surrounded by a bright halo, its center completely dark red.
Is it really working?
After sensing his surroundings and confirming there were no adverse effects, Fu Qian comfortably enjoyed the spectacular scene.
The effects were clearly visible.
Young Master Qin, the astronomy enthusiast, sat up at once, fixating on the celestial phenomenon without blinking; his constant mutterings stopped, and the connection was cut as well.
This is much quieter!
Fu Qian smiled with satisfaction and went straight to the bathroom.
In the mirror, his face was nearly translucent with whiteness.
This was a side effect of Blasphemy’s Embrace—entering the Discoloration State for twenty-four hours after use.
Considering his previous experiences, it was not too difficult to bear.
Moreover, to Fu Qian’s surprise, for a very long time afterward, no more calls came through.
He hadn’t expected such an unintended benefit!
Fu Qian recalled descriptions of the Discoloration State. Essentially, didn’t it seem like losing sync with the world?
If there are no other side effects, it could indeed be a way to avoid disturbances.
Fu Qian looked out at the sky—provided the people of Lincheng had no objections.