Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 2306: Chapter 2301: The Foundations of the World

Since we seek abstraction, let’s abstract it thoroughly.

When discussing Lady Nepheli’s project, which involved forcibly elevating Chen Xing to Demigod Tier, it was indeed awe-inspiring for its merit.

However, the premise of mending the heavens requires there to be heavens; even if they were subpar, the late Old Master Chen Xing was at least a Transcendent, perhaps even of Middle Tier level.

This means that regarding the inherited Secret Skill, though his physique wasn’t entirely suitable, he did nevertheless achieve some results.

Why?

Perhaps the bloodline doesn’t demand such a high requirement, making it a cultivation technique with considerable universal value that many people can cultivate?

Such an explanation might put too much pressure on the ”Opportunity-Attracting Spell.”

Or maybe it was purely coincidental that the burglar also possessed certain talents?

It seems indeed unverifiable; Fu Qian could easily imagine some matching cases—

”Currently, we can’t exclude the possibility of similar bloodlines.”

Faced with Cass’s contemplation, Fu Qian specifically emphasized for a moment.

This interference item is crucial and must not be overlooked.

”The Supernatural World... has become unfamiliar to me.”

Yet being an expert in this field, Cass seemed to have long considered the circumstances where the burglar might be a close relative.

To the extent that despite Fu Qian’s statement, his sense of wonder hadn’t been reduced at all.

Even at the Supernatural Level, words like benevolence and blessings carry meaning?

The significance of bloodline continuity appears to have become abstract.

”I’ve recently heard someone say something similar, so what do you think might have caused this? Is the whole world becoming unreal?”

Nonetheless, Fu Qian didn’t stop his quest for knowledge and continued to pull Cass into pondering the cause of such a situation.

As for the person he mentioned, it was naturally Nepheli, who had just recently been granted flames.

The Doomsday had already arrived nineteen years and three months ago; now it was merely the ashes after annihilation.

When making such a mad prayer, she had also presented an equally mad theory.

”Abstract concepts have become more foundational elements, leading the operation of the world... It’s believable we are still far from understanding the world’s essence, yet the world’s essence seems indeed unclear...”

Facts proved everyone’s academic qualities were still on point, and as faces grew more solemn, Cass’s conclusion bore faint consistency with Nepheli’s—

”Abstract concepts replaced the reality of matter, making the world’s operation become seemingly ambiguous?”

To which Fu Qian only responded with a phrase, summarizing it less tactfully.

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”Today’s discussion content is limited to between the two of us.”

Gazing at Fu Qian, Cass ultimately didn’t refute but emphasized the confidentiality of the topic moments later.

”Understood.”

Fu Qian had no objection to this; he was using someone else’s important data for analysis, so confidentiality was a basic obligation.

Of course, Cass’s emphasis wasn’t mainly about intellectual property but rather the possible adverse impact.

Some things can’t withstand close scrutiny; Heaven’s Commencement Institute, which emphasizes practical operations, might still be reasonable, but those involved in Psychic Series or cultivation might be affected by excessively novel worldviews.

For instance, the Old Master Jade Soul.

Though his theory initially seemed excessively idealistic, throughout exploration until now... Good Spell’s Doomsday, Nepheli’s ashes, and abstract progeny inheritance—the foundation of the world seems truly to be transforming toward the so-called mystifying direction.

And ”don’t be enchanted by lies,” a reminder Red Moon had given long ago.

”I will continue to follow the cases at hand, then we’ll be departing for Sea of Ashes soon.”

Of course, some individuals and facts are too sensitive, so Cass wasn’t dragged into this.

After collecting the Director’s Ink Treasure, Fu Qian felt quite satisfied with his gains from this journey and casually mentioned the follow-up plan.

”Let Lisa prepare anything you need.”

Switching from deep topics in a second, Professor Fu displayed such composure, which evidently brought Cass much relief.

All things considered, he didn’t make unnecessary instructions, and directly helped assign a fieldwork assistant.

”Also, Lisa’s little creation feels very interesting; I’ll help her delve further later.”

While mentioning another budding star from Heaven’s Commencement Institute, he didn’t forget an extra compliment, evoking a sense of returning home to surprise.

”Indeed worth exploring further.”

The little creation naturally referred to the Bone Horseshoe Crab that was disturbing people at night; regarding Lisa’s creativity, Fu Qian’s evaluation was quite in line with Cass’s, without belittling the thoughtfulness showcased due to low Ranking.

Of course, with the nonchalant comments from the duo giants of Heaven’s Commencement Institute, it can be imagined that the special Forbidden Area will soon undergo more trials and tribulations.

”At the preservation room, do you want to also place something inside?”

Having finished discussing serious matters, Cass quickly adjusted his stance, smiling as he mentioned the project recently under preparation.

Arguably, he’s still quite conscientious, not entirely tossing it to Professor Lisa to handle.

”Let me see if there’s anything interesting.”

Fu Qian’s high praise for the project beforehand wasn’t perfunctory at all—he nodded with a smile while saying farewell, not minding at all to participate.

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Indeed, different states of mind present different landscapes.

An enjoyable work exchange completed efficiently; after finalizing the respective responsibilities for follow-up, Fu Qian swiftly returned the same path.

Even because Heaven’s Commencement Institute now held authentic leadership in the helm, while traversing the Academy, there was a sense of shedding burdens, feeling at ease.

Despite numerous affairs occurring recently, most except the few discussed earlier were already mutually understood; the remaining concerns needing attention were relatively few—

”Professor Fu.”

Of course, some affairs naturally belong to oneself, without question.

With a gentle call, Miss Wen, who had volunteered at Professor Lisa’s side not long ago, had already approached alone from the roadside.

Clearly, she had stood for a moment, waiting here intentionally.

Wearing a white dress under clear skies, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting, yet compared to the vigorous young individuals, this guest student still brought an indiscernible difference, sparking curiosity among passersby.

This alone indicated the news of a newly ascended Demigod hadn’t become sensational yet, and remained confined within a small circle.

”Have you gotten used to the past two days here?”

Fu Qian ground waited for a bit, then engaged in simultaneous actions while chatting leisurely.

As the subject of the matter, she managed to maintain quite a stable mental state.

”You know in our line of work, strength speaks, right? Such as, as a Demigod, directly declining Professor Lisa’s recruitment.”

Even before Wen Li could respond, Fu Qian kept reminding.