The saying about fate was something truly wondrous.
Fu Qian hadn't been talking nonsense. He really did intend to enlighten the one in his hands.
Most people were like lost lambs, entangled in greed, anger, and delusion.
The fact that they were gathered around the building but had yet to go inside was proof enough. So was the way this one had lunged at him just now.
Fortunately, he'd run into Fu Qian, who could help him make up his mind.
Of course, the Way of Heaven demanded something in return. There was no such thing as a free lunch.
His payment would be helping Fu Qian verify what happened after someone entered the door.
"You want to throw him in there? That would certainly put him to some use.
"But judging from what we've seen, as long as a person's entire body passes through the door, he disappears at once. There haven't been any exceptions."
Crystal had already caught on. She immediately agreed with the choice, without the slightest sense that it was cruel.
It was hard to say how useful this would be. For the Ram-headed Demon, it might not even count as mistreatment.
"What if we cut off a piece and threw that in?"
Fu Qian tried to consider every possibility.
"That's the same. Even high-level Transcendents lose all connection to the part that's separated from them."
Clearly, the others hadn't been idle in the meantime. They'd already tested that, too.
"Truly wondrous."
Fu Qian gave a slight nod and stepped into the building.
It was desolate.
As it turned out, the building was just like the eye of a typhoon. Though the outside was surrounded by people, there wasn't a soul inside.
Even the elevator they'd taken last time had stopped working, so they had