Chapter 355: Chapter 355: Unclean Ecstasy (17)_1
This…
Facing the terrifying figure of Old Master Qiao, who seemed mad, Lanaia was obviously overwhelmed for a moment.
She had never expected that a man who had seemed perfectly normal just a moment ago had transformed to this degree in the blink of an eye.
“How could this happen?”
She muttered subconsciously.
“Didn’t they say before? Lewdness has entered his brain; he’s beyond saving.”
...
Fu Qian said casually, then turned and walked outside.
“…Where are you going?”
Though shocked, Lanaia had not forgotten her mission and promptly called out to Fu Qian.
“Professor Ian should be at the Academy now, right?”
“He should be. He rarely leaves.”
Lanaia answered subconsciously, then suddenly gasped in alarm.
“What do you plan to do?”
“Of course, to have a chat with Professor Ian.”
“Have a chat? I’m warning you not to mess around!”
Lanaia clearly didn’t trust him and looked on guard.
“Why mess around? Right now, it’s all speculation, not even enough to report to the Academy. You’re too brutal!”
Shocked!
Did you hear that? He actually called someone else brutal.
Lanaia stared at Fu Qian in disbelief, gaining a new appreciation for the thickness of his skin.
However, she had indeed considered notifying the Academy to intervene just now, but after hearing what Fu Qian said, she seemed less eager.
It was indeed worth confirming first.
After all, accusing someone of using Transcendent powers on an ordinary person, especially an Academy Instructor, required caution.
“I’ll leave if you don’t come.”
While she was deliberating, Fu Qian had already walked ahead, turning back to urge her.
“Coming!”
No matter what, she couldn’t let this troublemaker out of her sight.
Lanaia followed subconsciously and took one last look at Old Master Qiao.
He was still infatuated, his caressing movements becoming increasingly intense, his sharp nails scraping the wound open again, blood streaming.
“Pleasure… never satisfied… forever thirsty…”
…
“Ian is Linghui’s tutor, even younger than Li Weixuan, in the Fourth Phase.”
“For a long time, he has been compared to Li Weixuan, considered the most likely among the young Academy Instructors to advance to Demigod.”
“Of course, for now, Li Weixuan has gone a bit further.”
During the breakneck journey, it was Lanaia who finally broke the silence, informing Fu Qian about their target.
As for this Linghui that she spoke of, Fu Qian was aware of it.
Like the Swordsmanship Department and Heaven’s Commencement Institute, it’s another department of the Academy, albeit a smaller one.
Linghui focuses mainly on research in the field of mental guidance, and it’s said they often drive themselves to the brink of mental breakdown and insanity.
“From what you’re saying, this guy is quite a genius!”
Fu Qian recalled as he spoke offhand.
This head of the Punishment Department was quite dedicated, so he had never actually thought of leaving Lanaia behind and taking action on his own.
The current situation was the result of his deliberate guidance.
It had taken some effort to find the right person, and if Lanaia chose to report to the Academy, their actions might startle the quarry into flight, which would only complicate matters.
At this moment, taking her along was the only choice.
He could even get a personal driver out of it.
“Without a doubt, anyone who becomes an Academy Instructor is a genius!”
At this, Lanaia was moved by his words.
“But most people, no matter how talented, end up trapped at the step of becoming a Demigod, don’t they?”
“These peculiar and weird rituals, some completely beyond imagination, can only be tested bit by bit, where each trial and error could lead to irredeemable doom!”
“That’s true indeed.”
Lanaya’s words naturally led Fu Qian to think of himself.
Even to this day, he still couldn’t confirm what the ritual that turned him into a demigod was.
The two elements he could think of were one, killing Li Weixuan in his demigod state, forcefully reverting him to the Fourth Phase, and the other was taking down a corrupted sword heart.
What he could be certain of was that in that mission, these elements combined in a strange way, inexplicably fulfilling the ritual’s requirements.
This kind of success was undoubtedly unreplicable, and for others, the step to becoming a demigod was indeed as impassable as a moat without any traces to follow.
“We’re here,” she said.
As he was pondering, Lanaya’s car slowly came to a stop, pointing at the building ahead.
“Remember to follow my orders once we’re inside, got it?”
As she spoke, Lanaya furrowed her brows.
Strange, why is it so quiet today? It’s still early.
No response came from behind.
Hmm?
Lanaya realized something and turned around abruptly, only to find the space behind her empty.
At the same time, a figure flickered in the distance and then disappeared.
…Damn!
Lanaya immediately sensed something was wrong and got out of the car to give chase.
How could this happen?
The more she chased, the more frightened Lanaya became.
It was true that there were usually not many people around Linghui, but it shouldn’t be completely deserted at this hour.
What in the world happened?
As she chased along the route Fu Qian took, a slight disturbance came from somewhere beneath her feet.
After quickly determining the direction, Lanaya did not hesitate to pursue it.
The deeper she went, the more obvious the disturbance became.
Soon she could hear something slapping against the walls, interspersed with bouts of eerie moaning, like crying and pleading.
The more Lanaya listened, the more alarmed she became, because she found that even she seemed unable to resist the influence of these sounds, which stirred her heart slightly.
With an increasingly ominous premonition, she quickened her pace and eventually turned a corner to see a wide-open metal door.
And beyond that metal door, within an underground lab, a tall pink-white tree swayed.
Over ten tree-limb-like appendages grew from it, some bending like tentacles, others still maintaining the shape of human arms and legs.
And what they all had in common was that each was entwined with human bodies, whether hanging or clinging.
Most of these people had vacant expressions, their eyes filled with confused lust.
Some were even clawing and biting, frenziedly tearing at their own and others’ bodies, displaying a look of ecstasy.
All these chaotic sounds mixed together, forming a captivating ripple of noise.
As Lanaya almost stared in shock, she spotted Fu Qian’s figure under the tree.
He stood there, observing the surroundings with a serious expression.
Not far from him sat another figure, clothed in black.
“Professor Lanaya,” the shadow said.
The next moment, the shadow in black let go of the long claw gripped in its hand and slowly turned around.
“You two have arrived much sooner than I expected… much sooner.”
“Ian…”
Lanaya almost spat out the words between clenched teeth.
“What in the world is going on?”
In a quick glance, she recognized several people, all staff and students.
Such a thing happening inside the Academy!
One could tell with the tips of their toes that everything was related to the person before them.
“Indeed, what is going on?”
The Ian before her did appear quite young, as Lanaya had said.
But his expression at the moment was indescribable: twisted, chaotic, and one could even see deep sadness.
The next moment, he let out a sob-like laugh.
“As you can see, standing before you is a new demigod.”
“A true demigod, beyond your imaginations.”