Nobody knew what Ji Yue had experienced in that reception room. But ever since she erged, the way she looked at the [Deceit] followers around her carried a new layer of aning that no one could quite decipher.
The Fire Passing Hall was unusually lively today. Not only were both Fire Seekers present, but even the recently recruited Sun Miao had returned.
After "settling" the Prisoner, Qin Xin had rushed back to the Fire Passing Hall for another eting with the core mbers. And it was during this four-person gathering that Sun Miao produced the [Decay] container — the one Lord Yu Xi had specifically asked him to deliver to the Torchbearers.
But he didn't say outright that it ca from Yu Xi. Instead, he claid he'd accidentally found it lying by the Rest Area entrance.
When a lie is that absurd, everyone understands the Vice President must have reasons he can't disclose, and that this was his only way of hinting at the container's true origin.
Given a [Folly] follower's temperant, to willingly keep a secret and serve as a "delivery man" could only an the sender wasn't a person at all — but a certain unnad deity!
And who else could that deity be?
For a mont, every expression in the room turned thoroughly peculiar.
Seeing this, Sun Miao smiled in silence, deeply satisfied.
When Lord Yu Xi had told him to find any excuse to hand off the [Decay] container, He'd said He didn't want too much association with the Torchbearers. Sun Miao had complied — and indeed found a random excuse.
But Sun Miao was no fool. Having committed to following Lord Yu Xi's "revolution" to the end, he wasn't about to pass up such a perfect opportunity to win hearts.
Making the Torchbearers trust Yu Xi a bit more was like paving a few extra ters on his own future road. As a smart [Folly] follower, he knew how to choose.
And so the room fell into a strange silence.
Qin Xin's gaze sharpened. Staring at the [Decay] container on the table, he finally understood what the Fla of Hope had ant by saying the key to the God Creation Plan lay with Yu Xi. So divinity dripped from containers. So the road to godhood required one.
And yet this infinitely precious item had been handed over so casually. Did that an Yu Xi also endorsed the Torchbearers' cause?
Both of [Void]'s servant gods were sheltering a group of mortals who opposed the gods. The implications demanded deep reflection.
Ji Yue's thoughts ran even further. She couldn't help but marvel at everything the Fla of Hope had done — what an intricate chain of sches, an entire play within a play. His moves, front to back, had practically bound the fire-passing and Yu Xi together. It wouldn't be long before the Torchbearers fully accepted [Deceit]...
She still couldn't fathom why [Deceit] was also rebelling upward. But not understanding was fine — knowing that [Deceit] wasn't raising the Torchbearers like livestock for entertainnt was enough. The rest, she could observe and figure out over ti.
As for Fang Shiqing — she was the happiest of the four.
Knowing nothing ant worrying about nothing. The God Creation Plan had finally taken a crucial step forward. Even if that step had been pushed along by soone else, progress was still progress.
She smiled and asked what ca next. Qin Xin deliberated for a long while before declaring:
"Sun Miao says the container needs an owner first. We don't have a suitable [Decay] follower among us, so the next step is to screen the Torchbearers for a fitting candidate — let's at least get past this hurdle.
Everyone, the God Creation Plan is of paramount importance. The screening must be approved by multiple parties.
Go. I'll safeguard this container until we find a suitable 'vessel' for it."
...
Reality. A courtyard in an unknown city.
Mo Shu hadn't spoken a single word since leaving the Trial with his S rating.
Strange — an [Oblivion] follower, silenced by [Folly]'s contempt.
He vented by annihilating everything in his Rest Area. Everything except his baking station.
Standing inside the empty courtyard walls, Mo Shu murmured in confusion: "What is [Oblivion] even for?"
He asked himself again and again, repeating the question until the sun set and the night curtain rose. Finally, an answer ca.
But it wasn't one he'd arrived at himself. Soone else brought it.
"For rebirth."
A strange ripple flashed, and two figures materialized before him.
Seeing the uninvited guests, Mo Shu's eyes darkened: "How did you break through the barrier rules to get here?"
Jie Shu — tall, lean, bespectacled — gave a cold snort:
"When you understand the rules, they stop being shackles and beco weapons in your hands.
The 0221 group experint wrapped up so ti ago. Wei Mu's findings have already been shared in a small circle. If you don't bother learning and only question, you'll fall behind and miss a great deal.
Besides, I've breached far greater barriers than this fragile air wall.
Enough of that. I ca to ask whether you've made your decision.
I've reached out to you multiple tis with no response. If viable candidates weren't so scarce, I wouldn't have this much patience."
Jie Shu could tell Mo Shu was seething. But in this world, who wasn't? If everyone could play the ga happily, there wouldn't be so few survivors.
So he disregarded Mo Shu's emotions. An [Oblivion] follower shouldn't have pointless emotions anyway.
Sure enough, Mo Shu annihilated his anger on the spot and returned to cold composure. He eyed the stranger beside Jie Shu:
"Who's he?"
Jie Shu didn't answer. Instead, the cloaked man stepped forward, extending a hand from beneath his robe, his tone peculiar:
"A pleasure, Thorough Deletion.
I know you, but you certainly don't know . Surna's Su. I'm a Master of Trickery."
"A [Deceit] follower?"
Mo Shu's expression soured. He had zero goodwill toward [Deceit] followers right now. He turned to Jie Shu, visibly surprised: "So you've given up on the Acrobat."
Jie Shu nodded:
"The Acrobat seed like a good choice, but Li Jingming's recomndation made
cautious.
I've learned he's on good terms with the Fate Weaver. To avoid being set up, I've decided against further contact with President Gong. That's also why I say usable people are running thin."
Mo Shu fell silent. He didn't care much about whether Long Jing joined or not. But faced with the "collapse of faith" he was currently experiencing, he genuinely needed sothing new to redirect his attention. After a mont's thought, he nodded:
"Fine. I'm in. But tell
right now what you're actually doing."
Jie Shu finally smiled. He produced a sound-dampening device from his spatial inventory, deployed it, and spoke with gravity:
"We're searching for the world's answer — the universe's ultimate truth. We want to find a holand where we can live in peace, hidden within the Creator's blind spots.
But that holand cos with one condition: in that world, the Fate Weaver must not exist."
"?"
Mo Shu clearly didn't understand the first half. But the second half registered, and his expression shifted:
"You're planning to kill him?
If all of this is just an excuse to justify a hunt, count
out.
I don't want to see him right now."
Jie Shu and the surnad Su both scoffed. The cloaked man smirked: "Looks like that irritating fellow has already caused you trouble."
Before Mo Shu could respond, Jie Shu continued:
"This is not a simple hunt. We're casting a wide net and reeling in slowly.
Our sights aren't set only on this world's Cheng Shi. Explaining all of it will take ti.
To save ti, once I locate the Historian, I'll lay out the full truth for all of you.
Have you seen Zhao Xishi recently?"
Mo Shu's eyes flickered — as if sothing had crossed his mind — and he shook his head: "No. That arrogant woman is just as insufferable."
Jie Shu gave him a aningful look:
"Indeed. But as I said — usable people are scarce. Once we reach her, we begin."
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