Foolish Game of the Chapter 638: This Fate Weaver Really Does... Have Something

Holy healing light bathed the Blind One's body, rippling with Revival energy. Normally, this effect would have pulled a dead person back—they'd have opened their eyes.

But the corpse at Cheng Shi's feet showed no reaction. His heart sank.

'Not good. Death caused by *It really is different from normal death. Even the Lush Horn Crown can't revive this Fate Chosen.'

'What now?'

Cold sweat erupted across Cheng Shi's body. Just a second ago he'd been boasting to Qin Xin about "death never being simple"—and now? Death might or might not be simple, but revival sure as hell was complicated.

Qin Xin noticed the anomaly too. Carefully feeling the Revival power within the healing spell, he asked:

"Such pure reviving force—I can even detect a trace of Prosperity in it. But why isn't it working?

Could it be because Prosperity has fallen?"

'Hm?'

Cheng Shi froze, then instantly perked up.

'Yes yes yes—bro, you're absolutely right! That's exactly it! Prosperity fell, so its Revival artifact lost its power!'

He knew perfectly well Qin Xin was wrong—he'd used this item to save multiple people after Prosperity's collapse. But this wasn't about being right or wrong. This was about whether the bla could be successfully deflected.

'Praise Prosperity—still helping people even in self-annihilation.'

'And praise the Torchbearers—blessed to have such a brilliant leader. You'll do just fine!'

Cheng Shi nodded vigorously, withdrew his healing hand, and said with barely concealed embarrassnt:

"I knew Revival of this level couldn't bring her back. I was rely conducting a small experint. After all, Chosen An's manner of death is exceedingly rare—I wanted to collect so uncommon data. I had to, er... ahem, be a bit disrespectful. My apologies."

Qin Xin wasn't without suspicions—he was perceptive enough to notice the revival had gone wrong. But he trusted Cheng Shi, or rather, he trusted soone who'd once helped the Torchbearers anonymously. So he didn't press.

"Then what now?" he continued. "I have a few revival items, but honestly, their quality probably isn't as good as yours. Besides, Ming Yu should have safeguards from Zhen Xin—she shouldn't have died this suddenly."

"..."

With every sentence, Cheng Shi's embarrassnt deepened. He was on the verge of crumbling under that piercing gaze when—his mouth moved on its own.

Fool's Lips seized control of his "speaking rights" without warning. With a lazy hum and a smirk, it said:

"Don't panic. Those safeguards haven't triggered because she died in an unknown manner and exists in an unknown state of death. Simply put... she isn't fully dead.

Since she isn't fully dead, she naturally can't be revived.

So just give her another push. Send her to see the Master, and presumably she'll be properly dead."

The words landed. Qin Xin's brow knotted. Cheng Shi's heart seized.

'Bro—Brother Mouth—of all the tis, you pull this now?!'

'What do you an "not fully dead"? If she's not fully dead, then the Blind One is—'

'Wait!'

'Why did Brother Mouth ntion the Master?'

Cheng Shi's expression turned grave. He replayed every word, especially the final sentence, running it through his mind several tis. Then—a flash of insight. An incredible conclusion:

Perhaps only the one seated upon the Bone Throne—the Master—could save this unfortunate Fate Chosen.

Because Death was one of the sixteen true gods personally sanctioned by Origin. It bore the divine na of Death and wielded the authority of Death. If the backlash from gazing upon *It had made the Blind One's death irreversible, then perhaps the only being in the entire universe who could use their authority to make the irreversible reversible again... was the Master.

'So this ti, Brother Mouth isn't screwing —he's helping !'

'Long live Brother Mouth!'

'But why the change of heart?'

'Whatever—save the person first.'

Energized, Cheng Shi now had a plan. While Qin Xin still looked on in confusion, he raised his right hand, gently pinched the Death Fun Ring—now charged two notches by his own fear—and aid it at the Blind One beneath his feet.

Now he'd give her the big treatnt.

"You—"

BOOM!

Before Qin Xin could ask what the plan was, world-ending lightning erupted and devoured the Blind One's body. Under Qin Xin's horrified stare, the thunder consud every scrap of flesh, leaving behind nothing but a bare skeleton.

The skeleton creaked, mouth yawning open amid the thunderclap, and released a hoarse, ear-splitting shriek. Then, the instant the lightning faded, it sprang nimbly to its feet, scuttled behind Cheng Shi, and stood at attention—empty eye sockets staring at the flabbergasted Torchbearer founder across from them.

It wasn't just Qin Xin. Cheng Shi was dumbfounded too.

This was his first ti using the Fun Ring since its upgrade. He hadn't expected the so-called Screaming Servant to be this... bare-boned. Er—this crude.

'Great. The necromancer cover story is completely blown now.'

'Actually, maybe it doesn't matter. The only person who knew about his necromancer identity—that War neighbor—hadn't returned yet.'

"You... fused Death?" Qin Xin was shaken.

"?" Cheng Shi shook his head frantically. That was absolutely not sothing to admit—otherwise all the groundwork with the Dragon King and Mi Laozhang would be wasted. "Just an item. A revival thod. Standard procedures can't break the status on Chosen An, so only this approach can bring her back to us."

With that, he ordered the Screaming Servant to return to the Master's Bone Throne and deliver a ssage. As for what that ssage was—he leaned away from Qin Xin and whispered two words: "Save ."

The Screaming Servant was obedient. It nodded, let out a piercing shriek, and tore open a ghastly green fla-portal in the void ahead. Then it charged through without hesitation.

Its resolute bearing carried a faint echo of Gongyang Jiao's assault on him.

"..."

'How bizarre—imagining the dead An Mingyu turned into a bare-boned Gongyang Jiao Almost makes

laugh. Where does this absurd sense of codic timing even co from?'

Watching "the Blind One's skeleton" rip open a Death portal and vanish before his eyes, Qin Xin opened his mouth. Nothing ca out for a long ti.

He'd seen absurd stories. He'd lived through bizarre trials. But a scene this relentlessly confusing from start to finish? First ti.

From the mont he'd found them—to the Blind One dying for no apparent reason—to Cheng Shi's dazzling sequence of moves that blasted away her flesh and "released" her skeleton into the wild... this chain of bewildering events made him feel like a clueless rookie all over again.

He stared at Cheng Shi, deeply moved by a single thought:

'This Fate Weaver really does... have sothing special.'