Chapter 864: Chapter 862: Ignite (36) Chapter 864: Chapter 862: Ignite (36) Every situation should be viewed optimistically, no matter how bizarre the circumstance; the absence of failure’s signal indicates one is on the path to success.
The concept of defying fate may be exaggerating, but as a professional task-person, Fu Qian had always resisted being deceived by appearances and swiftly identified the key points.
“I’ve just thought of a question.”
After a moment, he suddenly turned to Yuan Fang.
“So, in the future you’ve seen, does it include this conversation?”
“Yes.”
Yuan Fang sounded very certain.
“But in theory, if a bright future brought by the Flame is already destined, then this meeting doesn’t seem necessary, at least not so urgently.”
Fu Qian stroked his chin, deep in thought.
“But if that future is just a possibility and, as the savior, I still have unfinished tasks to accomplish, then there’s an issue that cannot be ignored–if I listen to you and I have different thoughts, is that also the fate you’ve foreseen?”
“Very keen, and a good question.”
Yuan Fang looked slightly surprised, then revealed a standard charlatan’s smile.
“However, the wonder of fate lies in the fact that your will is both useful and useless.”
“Firstly, I’m very certain that the future will come.”
“Secondly, the significance of today’s meeting isn’t about our postures but about conveying to you the information that you are the savior. Whether you believe it or not doesn’t matter.”
“Following this, I indeed have a request for you, but whether you do it or not, or how you do it, is all up to you. I’m not insisting.”
Prophet Yuan, you have vividly illustrated why charlatans get beaten.
Facing Yuan Fang’s words, Fu Qian thought to himself.
“What is it, let’s hear.”
“It’s simple, I need you to pretend to be an outsider.”
…Is this the power of fate?
The legendary Ashes to ashes, dust to dust?
Despite perfectly blending in, I’m still requested to act as an outsider?
Yuan Fang’s first request deeply moved Fu Qian.
“What then?”
“For a special purpose, you desecrate the Saint and spread pollution, plunging this place into great crisis.”
“You’re looking to create a common enemy?”
Fu Qian instantly understood Yuan Fang’s intention.
“Yes.”
Yuan Fang seemed accustomed to his sharpness, sighing deeply.
“A crisis isn’t always bad; a common threat helps maintain some order.”
“Otherwise, people like Ballard, upon realizing that what they’ve always upheld is just a rotting mess, it’s hard to say how they would react.”
“Unless it turns to be a blessing in disguise.”
Fu Qian nodded.
“Yes, a blessing in disguise. Later, we can interpret the flame as an accidental benefit caused by the pollution, allowing them gradually to explore and accept it.”
Looking straight at Fu Qian, Yuan Fang eventually admitted.
“Additionally, the nourishment from the flame is a process; without the concept of pollution, some might not wait and resort to drastic measures to collect the flame by taking it from others.”
“And that would be extremely cruel.”
Yuan Fang sighed again.
“It’s hard to imagine how many would see the future amid bloody conflicts, especially under the Flame Blessing. I’m not sure they would return as before.”
“But then the Hunting Squad would die.”
Despite agreeing with Yuan Fang’s consideration, Fu Qian simultaneously clicked his tongue.
To turn Li Gui into Li Kui, one must kill Li Kui first.
“Not necessarily, they can escape. In fact, based on their actions, they seem to have quite formidable strength.”
“You’ve seen correctly, two Divine Envoys, two Demigods.”
Fu Qian nodded.
Two Divine Envoys…
Yuan Fang unconsciously took a breath.
“Anyway, after you see through the tricks from your side, Ballard will organize people and, at any cost, eliminate the remaining outsiders.”
“And because you’re there, whatever they say will be lies for survival.”
“I understand.”
Fu Qian nodded, signaling complete understanding.
Sometimes the ways of the world are so strange!
Old Master Xiumeng’s group considered this place as unreal and mercilessly hunted to save Logan.
And now, the natives, knowing that the Hunting Squad are real saviors, try to silence them to reduce their own sacrifices.
Everyone had their solid reasons, painstakingly devoted, with clear consciences.
…
“I fully understand your point, but have you considered, as a character of unknown origin, I might not be able to communicate verbally?”
Amid his reflections, Fu Qian raised his fist, entwined with webs, and asked an intriguing question.
“What if I am mercurial and even kill you directly?”
“I trust that you have the capability. Akasha still underestimates you. Such binding has little meaning for you.”
Yuan Fang’s expression remained calm, unafraid.
“I’ve even truly seen that possibility, but one certain thing is that it won’t affect the blessed future.”
This person said, revealing a smile.
“These are all inconsequential details!”
“Understood.”
Fu Qian nodded, offering no comment.
“Let’s first discuss our story.”
…
“Why did it take so long!”
When Fu Qian descended the stairs again, Akasha was still waiting there, and immediately grabbed him with a reproachful demeanor.
If one could ignore the numerous bone claws aimed at Fu Qian’s head behind her, the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious.
Though appearing unreliable, she had her own careful considerations.
It’s no wonder Ballard would trust her to handle matters.
Even so, Akasha was already the most friendly toward Fu Qian.
As she embraced his arm to leave, outside, including Ballard, numerous Demigods had long been waiting.
Fu Qian nearly recognized all the Demigod faces he had seen before.
And without exception, their expressions were very grave.
It was clear that the Transcendents had already learned of the despicable acts of the outsiders.
“How is the situation over at the lake?”
Standing amidst many focused eyes, Fu Qian remained nonchalant, smiling at Ballard.
“What do you think?”
Ballard’s tone was quite unfriendly.
“They escaped?”
Fu Qian naturally guessed.
Given the length of time, the anomalies with Logan had already appeared, and Old Master Xiumeng was not foolish enough to stubbornly continue.
Moreover, if they hadn’t escaped, how could there be so many Demigods free to come here?
“Completely correct, amidst tight encirclement, those individuals vanished as though evaporated. So, do you know where they might go?”
Ballard clapped his hands sarcastically.
“If it’s such an unpleasant situation, shouldn’t the outsiders go back to where they came from, or in your view–come to find me?”
Fu Qian appeared contemplative.
“I sincerely hope so.”
Ballard sneered, glancing at Akasha beside him.
“From now on, keep a close eye on him, don’t leave him out of your sight.”