Chapter 924: Chapter 922: Echoes Chapter 924: Chapter 922: Echoes “What did you see?”
Although Wen Li had confirmed her achievement, her expression was clearly odd, and Fu Qian asked curiously.
“To create an emotional ripple and let it resonate successfully multiple times between two divine beings.”
Wen Li frowned slightly, evidently hesitating as she described the ritual.
Fu Qian began to understand her hesitation.
“Is there a specific emotion required?”
“No.”
Wen Li shook her head.
It seemed the ritual was a kind of network-building exercise?
Fu Qian stroked his chin, pensive.
The content was bizarre, but if one really talked about difficulty, it wasn’t that bad.
Divine beings, well, demigods would do.
And it was just about using emotional ripples to influence them, not to kill them.
In fact, Wen Li’s Beauty Kaleidoscope had already proven that it could indeed influence her own emotions.
It looked like the challenge was in the number; finding two demigods willing to cooperate was necessary.
For characters with poor social connections, there indeed was a bit of difficulty.
“Anything else?”
Fu Qian thought for a bit and continued.
“Did it mention you need to consume any kind of special heaven-sent material or something?”
“…No.”
Not too different from what he had imagined, the process of her advancing to the Fourth Phase clearly resembled that of Jiang En, not requiring the consumption of anything, just needing to complete a ritual.
In fact, it was the same case with himself as a thug back then.
Of course, from what he knew so far, this wasn’t a common occurrence, there were still many who needed material assistance, as well as those who hit their bottlenecks early on.
And Wen Li got to where she was because she had “digested” Eve, a creature difficult to definitively categorize as human…
Faced with these varied manifestations, Fu Qian seemed to faintly grasp something about the chaotic path of transcendent ascension.
…
“Emotional ripples, you can handle them now, right?”
Amid his musings, as he looked at Wen Li silently waiting for instructions, Fu Qian casually asked.
“Yes.”
She nodded affirmatively, quickly outlining her abilities.
“That means, an impulse that separates out, more draining than a direct influence on multiple people, but once established, it will spread on its own even if I don’t guide it.”
“Of course, it weakens significantly during the process, especially for targets who are prepared.”
“That means, if they have a preconceived notion of what I am doing, even if they don’t resist subjectively, the effect will still be poor.”
“Additionally, regarding divine beings, I am not sure to what extent I can do it.”
She hadn’t been slacking at all.
From Wen Li’s words, one could tell she had put in a lot of effort normally.
It was probably for this reason that she realized the difficulty of the ritual right away.
They needed the cooperation of two demigods, or even unintended cooperation, otherwise, one might inadvertently cause the ripple to dissipate.
“No worries, let’s just give it a try and see.”
Comforting her, Fu Qian stood up.
“Have them prepare dinner, something lavish, if luck serves, there might be another divine being showing up for a free meal.”
…
Wen Li’s greatest strength was her clear awareness of her own situation.
When there were more professional people involved, she decisively suppressed her immature concerns and followed instructions one hundred percent.
And after a brief preparation, the overwhelmingly lavish banquet began.
“Are we waiting for Chief Yuan?”
After watching Fu Qian enjoy his meal for quite a while, Wen Li couldn’t help but ask, her appetite poor.
During his contemplation, she clearly speculated about the divine being Fu Qian mentioned.
“Yes.”
Fu Qian was particularly mindful of table manners today, sitting upright, and only speaking after swallowing his food.
“But does Chief Yuan really have time to come over… Although she did say she would cooperate with your actions, and you have met with Tyler and Jiang En, with so much happening in Shangjing, it’s unlikely she has time to personally come over, isn’t it?”
“Normally yes, since it’s just minor trouble, but if Chief Yuan is strongly committed and has been paying close attention to Gulad’s higher-ups, she would know that Selana had visited me before and left in a concerning state.”
Fu Qian gestured to his shoulder.
“Not much better than my state.”
Miss Wen, being the one advancing, needed to minimize her confusion, so he did not beat around the bush.
“Considering this, I believe suppressing her curiosity won’t be easy, although it’s just a possibility, it’s worth looking forward to.”
“But to tell you the truth, even if Chief Yuan is willing to cooperate, I have no guarantee of success, and I worry that it may waste all your efforts.”
Wen Li nodded, her smile bittersweet.
“Relax, we’re just going with the flow to test out the ritual’s effectiveness.”
“Moreover, we don’t need Chief Yuan’s willing cooperation this time, just wait for my cue when I smash the cup.”
“…Okay.”
Realizing that to increase the chance of the ritual’s success, Fu Qian planned to include Yuan Shan unwittingly, Wen Li nodded with half-understanding, unable to figure out his strategy.
The next moment, she watched with wide eyes as Fu Qian’s features transformed into another unfamiliar face.
…
“What on earth are you up to?”
It turned out Chief Yuan’s intuition for gatecrashing was quite accurate.
Just as Fu Qian was on his third serving of grilled fish, she arrived promptly.
She didn’t wait to be announced and walked right in, her first words demanding explanations, clearly not having a leisurely time lately.
However, the next moment, the scene within the room left Yuan Shan stunned.
At the dining table, a face completely different from the one she expected was sitting there, leisurely enjoying the meal.
And as the host, Wen Li was silent across from him, looking heavily preoccupied.
Yuan Shan, familiar with Fu Qian’s ability to change appearance, was not surprised by the latter’s transformation.
However, this appearance… a considerably aged visage, one arm missing, and a murky, dull left eye that looked like stone.
Ancient Reminiscence… She recognized the thing inside the eye socket immediately.
“Chief Yuan, please sit down, we’ve been waiting for you.”
Facing her arrival, Fu Qian swallowed the fish in his mouth and wiped his mouth with a napkin before gently greeting her with his one good arm.
“Would you like to try this? Wen Li’s chef’s skills have been improving lately.”
“Mr. Fang… could you explain what’s going on?”
Realizing this was not a simple affair, Yuan Shan took a deep breath and followed the suggestion, sitting between Fu Qian and Wen Li.
“Of course.”
Fu Qian considerately shared some grilled fish with her.
“As a matter of fact, you can call me Herbert now.”