Since we were seeking the abstract, we might as well take it all the way.
When discussing her project with Lady Nepheli—helping Chen Xing forcibly reach the demigod tier—he had certainly been amazed by the feat of mending the heavens.
But mending the heavens presupposed that there was a heaven to mend. Even at his worst, the late Old Man Chen Xing had at least been a Transcendent, and even an Intermediate Tier one.
In other words, when it came to the family's secret art, although his constitution wasn't especially suited to it, he had still managed to make some progress.
Why?
Was it because the art didn't demand much in the way of bloodline, and was a technique of fairly universal value that many people could cultivate?
That explanation put far too much pressure on "Qian Ji Jue."
Perhaps it was pure coincidence, and the home invader had some talent of his own?
It certainly seemed impossible to disprove. Fu Qian could even easily imagine a few scenarios that would fit—
"At present, we can't rule out the possibility of a closely related bloodline."
As Cas pondered, Fu Qian made a point of emphasizing that.
This was an important confounding factor and couldn't be ignored.
"The extraordinary world... has become unfamiliar to me."
But as an expert in this field, Cas seemed to have already considered the possibility that the home invader was a close relative.
So Fu Qian's suggestion did nothing to lessen his sense of wonder.
Even at the extraordinary level, did words like "blessing" and "benefaction" hold any meaning?
The meaning of bloodline continuation seemed to have grown abstract.
"I heard something similar from someone recently. What do you think could have caused it? Has the whole world become less real?"
But Fu Qian didn't stop