So Lady Nepheli was one of the foolish people once handpicked by the Warehouse?
Though he knew more or less what had happened, Fu Qian still couldn't help sighing at that moment.
Nepheli's account fit one particular mission report almost too perfectly.
Blood of Thorns, the mission objective when he first arrived in Shangjing—a forbidden thing that had grown inside the Night Watcher's Forbidden Zone.
Even now, its stain remained on his Emissary Mask.
He could confirm that the Native Council had used it to help Chen Xing advance. After all, he'd later dug it back out of Chen Xing.
"Pollution and error condensed to an extreme, mistaken by the foolish for a higher form of life."
That mission report's assessment fit Nepheli's words now like a glove.
"So Chen Xing was still following his family's cultivation method, but with an extra supplement to make up for the gap in his bloodline?"
But there was no need to force agreement, especially over an emotionally charged judgment like this. Fu Qian had no intention of persuading Nepheli. Instead, he went straight to the heart of the plan.
"Yes. Once all the preparations were complete, I left early. I left the final step to Deng Feizhou."
Nepheli confirmed his guess.
So that was probably why, after something happened to Deng Feizhou, they'd sent someone like Ariel, a Second Order, to investigate.
It had been a project related to his driver, after all.
For a moment, Fu Qian had a more logical understanding of how everything had come about.
"Deng Feizhou actually did a good job... Was what you tested on Leaf Island related to the effects of Blood of Thorns?"
He didn't deny the person who'd carried it out his due credit.
Chen Xing had, after all, become a demigod. Deng Feizhou